: 743, is there any responsibility to see your heart?

743, is there any responsibility to see your heart? Snowflakes are flying, white skirts are fluttering, the little girl is beautiful and suffocating, and the dancing is more charming.
And the indifference and smile on the face of the person who plays the piano is also extremely envious.
Feng Wei could not help but sigh. "The goddess is in a city, how can the world be heard? Van Gogh, do you want to go in?"
The Vatican took a hard look and smiled. "No, I just met Nylando to find the Yinshi. Let's leave!"
Feng Wei regained his gaze and nodded. "Alright."
After they left, the snow was bigger.
After a jump in the fog, she returned to the house because she had not slept since last night. She took a shower and fell asleep as soon as she lay down on the bed.
Xue Yihan sees the Chaos baby is really tired, it will help her cover the quilt, holding her to sleep.
This night, the snow outside the house turned into a blizzard. The Fanmen, which has been enjoying the seasons like spring, ushered in the first heavy snow in the past 100 years. The Fanmen was instantly covered by snow.
When the fog woke up, the sky was still early. She blinked her eyes and touched the waist of Xue Yihan. She turned naughty and pressed it on Xue Hanhan.
"Don't want to sleep?" Xue Yihan generously wrapped the waist of Chaos baby, one hand caressed her back.
"I want to sleep, but I also want to go dancing." The bright fog was held on his chest, and his face was muttered on the back of his hand.
Xue Yihan smiled and kissed her hair in front of her forehead. "Then you sleep, let's change the way we cultivate."
A misty face, "What?"
Xue Yihan tightened his arms and made the Chaos baby stick more tightly to himself. He smiled and said: "What do you say?"
Said, his bad turn, trapped the little woman who was igniting on her body in the bed, and the intimate kiss fell on her lips.
Mingwu Yan stretched his hand to block the face of Xue Yihan, not letting him kiss, hurriedly said: "When you stand up, you will sleep next door, he will wake up!"
Xue Yihan caught her hand with a funny smile. "Before half an hour, the monks have taken him away. Because of the heavy snow, today, the Fanmen are estimated to be rested."
"Yes? Then I will sleep for a while, don't bother me." Ming Mist Yan closed her eyes and fell asleep, but the next moment, she was still wiped clean by Xue Yihan.
After two hours, Mingwuyan was really tired and fell asleep. When she woke up again, it was already afternoon.
In the evening, the snow stopped, and the entire Fanmen people began to come out to the activities, melting snow, playing with the fun, and laughing and laughing everywhere.
The bright fog and the thick outer scorpion also appeared in the Red Fiery Park with Xue Yihan.
Because there was no destination, they walked freely in the door of the Sanskrit. Not long after, they saw that the waterfall was full of people, and the misty face also took Xue Yihan and walked over there.
However, without taking a few steps, Xue Yihan stopped and looked at it coldly.
Above the round table next to the waterfall, a life-size ice sculpture stands quietly there, and anyone with eyes can see it. It is clearly the appearance of the chaotic baby dancing the fairy dance.
Mingwu Yan looked down at Xue Yihan's gaze and found the ice sculpture. She came closer and found that it was not an ordinary ice sculpture. It was just a lifelike look. It was really a skin shaped with ice and snow, a petal textile dress. The exquisite facial features are portrayed with spiritual power, and they are always looking at people.
Who is so boring to make one of her ice sculptures here?
Vaguely, she can hear everyone talking about it. "It’s just that the real person is here! It’s so beautiful!"
"I don't know who made it. I know that Xue Yan's sister seems to have a fiancé. I heard that her fiancé also came yesterday."
"Really fake? Why didn't you listen to people?"
"What do you know, I heard that Xue Yan's fiancé is very special, and the dinner was not announced yesterday.
However, some people saw that a man was very close to Xue Yan’s sister.

Mingwuyan turned his head and looked at Xue Yihan, squinting at his clothes. "Destroy!"
She doesn't want to be a sculpture to be onlookers.
Xue Yihan had not spoken yet, and he saw that Van Gogh stood in the crowd and shot at the statue on the round table. However, everyone did not think that the statue was much stronger than people thought, but it was not destroyed, but instead The spiritual power that attacked her van Goghs bounced back and wounded Van Gogh.
Looking far away from the bright fog of this scene, hesitated to destroy the heart of the statue.
Vatican is not an ordinary person. She is a teacher who is good at singing and dancing and assassination. She is actually hurt by a statue. What does this mean?
Fan Xianer was injured last night, but now it hurts even more. She stared at the beautiful statue on the round table, and looked at the angry people. The next moment, she saw standing far away. At the snow, the anger of my heart rose sharply.
However, soon she suppressed her anger, not for anything else, just because of the man standing next to Xue Yan.
Xue Yihan looked at the statue that could not be destroyed, and set up various traction methods. I have already guessed who made it.
That yuqin is really unscrupulous.
Mingwu Yan sees Xue Yihan unhappy, and sees that Van Gogh has no way to take the statue. She calms her face and uses her own power of immortality...
An invisible spiritual force hit the statue. She thought that even if she could not destroy the statue, she could destroy part of it. I knew that my spiritual power was swallowed by the statue. The statue suddenly made a sound and said that all People are shocked.
"Yijin, I am willing to marry you!"
Ming Mist Yan listened, eyes doubled, a look of horror.
How can this be?
The people around you are also surprised that you look at me, I see you, I don't understand what is going on.
"Is the Xueyan sister like the yuqin?"
"Who is the lyric?"
"You are a new student. You don't know the lyrics. The lyrics are the masters of the list of the Fanyinmen who have been on the leaderboard. They are the longest sons of the lord of the meditation..."
Mingwuyan looked up and looked at his finger. He wanted to ruin the statue and hesitated. He was afraid that the statue would say something that people couldn’t stand.
Xue Yihan waved his sleeves and concealed the sight of the outsiders. He directly carried the Chaos baby into his arms and scorned her head. "Go back!"
"But that..."
"Nothing, I will handle it!" Xue Yihan held the Chaos baby and returned to Hongfeiyuan.
"Chaos baby, you read a book, I will go out and come back later."
Mingwuyan knew that he must have dealt with the statue, so he nodded.
However, after the snow was cold, she worried again, hesitated, and she left the Redfei Garden again.
She ran to the waterfall and glanced at it. She found that the statue was still there, and there were more and more people watching the statue in focus. The various gossip arguments evolved into many versions.
It is said that this statue was made by Xue Yan Shimei himself, in order to confess to the lyre.
It is said that the statue is made by Yuqin, in order to confess to Xueyan’s sister.
Others say that this is just a prank made by people who hate Xue Yan's sister.
A clear glance around the fog and then left the door of the Sanskrit.
When she rushed to the exit of the Fanmen, she happened to hear a loud noise. She immediately ran over and saw only the snow flakes flying in the sky.
Xue Yihan stood on the snowy ground with a cold face, and the temperature around it was cold as if it were going to freeze.
The Vatican and the Yin Shi stood behind Xue Yihan, and the look on his face was equally cold.
Perhaps it was the appearance of the clear fog, and the three turned around and looked at each other, and they all moved at the same time.
Xue Yihan's figure flashed, and people appeared on the side of the Chaos baby. He took a cold chaotic baby into his arms and whispered: "It's okay."
The light fog bites the lower lip, and it means nothing. Is the statue solved?
At this time, the Vatican and the yin also came far away. The Vatican just pointed to the light fog, and the sinister said in a mysterious way. "Little girl, told you that the weather is bad today. Not suitable for travel!"
Mingwuyan heard the voice of the Yin Shi, and did not fight in one place.
This stick, what to do, she thought that he said that it is not appropriate to travel can not go out of the door! Did not say the Red Fiery Park, you must encounter the things that do not go well.
"Go back!" Xue Yihan directly hugged the Chaos baby, and his body shape flashed, and the person disappeared in place.
The Vatican looked at the cold and the place where the disappeared, and sighed.
"Gloomy, you said, is this also a responsibility?"
The lyrics dare to blatantly use the ice sculptures of the yueqin and Yan Yantou to kiss intimately outside the Vatican. This is not a arrogant provocation, it is a cold, just want to find death.
The gloomy glance at him, and it is rare to say seriously, "Is there any responsibility to see your heart, your heart should have been lost."
The Vatican’s face was silent, but for a long while,
If it wasn’t for me that I had Nie Feiqing’s feelings, maybe everything would be different.

After all, he still has a responsibility. Now, whether it is a heartless or a cold, he must do something.
"I am leaving. Although I promised you won't move the girl, but if it is a lyric, I can't control it."
After that, the yin also disappeared outside the door of the Vatican.
The Vatican stood outside the Vatican for a long time and finally left.
At this time, the Mingwu Yan, who returned to the Fanyin Gate, stood under the waterfall. The crowd there was scattered, the statue was destroyed, and everything seemed to return to the beginning.
However, Ming Mist Yan knows that this lyric is afraid to have been involved in her life.