Yan San released his hand and watched Ling Qingyu run towards Yepo and Yingjiu, with a faint smile on his mouth. "Nine! Po'er!" Ling Qingyu grabbed the clothes next to him and pulled the two people on the ground up, and hurriedly put the clothes on them, while saying: "Fool, what are you doing! If... if..."

"Master, we are all right. Really, if you touch it, my hands are still hot." The corners of her lips were still white with cold. Ying Jiu transported her inner strength to her hands and stretched out her warm hand to hold her. Hand, laugh softly.

The corners of Ling Qingyu's eyes became wet, and he stamped his feet and said, "What if someone else sees it!" She was naked!

Ying Jiu and Ye Po's complexion became stiff, and they subconsciously looked to the side. No, even though they prayed for the sacred mountain wholeheartedly, they would be able to detect the sound of footsteps around them, but just now, except for Ling Qingyu. Apart from the familiar footsteps and Yan San's unnoticeable sound, there was no one else.

"Hurry up!" Ling Qingyu held his trousers to Ye Po with one hand, and pulled Ying Jiu's jumper with the other. He touched the two people's ice-like bodies, and his hands were a little trembling.

"Go back to take a bath first, and wait, you can come out to watch the sunrise." Yan San pressed his fist to his lips, suppressing the laughter, and said softly.

"Yes! Go back!" Ling Qingyu dragged the two of them to the inn again.

"Tap..." Yan San yelled softly from behind, watching Ling Qingyu's footsteps and being hugged by Ye Po directly after a pause, and then quietly swept in, turning his head to look at that in the darkness. The shiny snow-capped mountains.

Kavaborg, if a destined person worships, there will be infinite miracles...

After taking a look, Yan San picked up the clothes left on the ground by the three people from the snow, then with a flick of his finger, a gust of strong wind hit the second floor of another inn and was pushed by the sleepy tourists. On the open window, and then followed the three people who had entered the inn leisurely walked back.

Really, what if someone sees it? Yingjiu is still naked...

The window just opened was suddenly closed violently, shocking the sleepy tourist. He shook his head and went back to sleep. After sleeping for a quarter of an hour, he woke up suddenly and stared at the window for a minute. Carefully stepped forward, and carefully extended his fingers to push the window.

The window creaked open, and the cold and bright moonlight passed in, casting a light and shadow in the dim room.

The tourist was taken aback, rushed to the window and pushed the window open.

"It's clear! It's clear! It's coming out! The snow-capped mountain is coming out! Kawabog!"

There was one or two excitement noises, and soon it became a sound. The windows of the inn and hotel opened one after another, and then more excitement sounds sounded.

The three of Hua Dong were awakened directly, stupefied and about to curse, they heard the words "Snow Mountain" in those shouts, and they suddenly woke up, they were too late to wear their clothes, they opened the balcony door and rushed after they put on their shawls and kicked their shoes Get out.

There were already a lot of people on the balcony. Before the flowers moved to see who it was, their eyes were all occupied by the opposite side.

In the gloomy sky, the silver-white mountain range stood tall like a jade dragon, and the ice and snow glowed bright and clear under the moonlight.

Meili Snow Mountain, Kava Borg, and the snowy mountains that were still shrouded in clouds and mist yesterday with no real appearance are so clear as if they are displayed close at hand, the holy light seems to wash away all the haze in the heart.

At that glance, everyone who saw it forgot to breathe.

"Why did you dress like this? You came out!" After moving back, I saw Hua Dong's silly look and shouted to something. At the same time, I wanted to take off my clothes to her. I touched my hand and realized that I was wearing better than her. Even less, she at least has a shawl, put on shoes, she just came out wearing underwear, sandals and slippers.

Looking at the few next to him, they were just a few people who just came back to the Fang Fang who was wearing his usual clothes. They jumped up directly, holding their arms and rubbing their shoulders, and ran into the room, screaming as they ran: " so cold!"

Zhao Wei amusedly watched the few people rushing back and pushed his own woman back, put his hands together, and walked to the railing.

He is a veteran. He doesn’t take off all his sleeping clothes and puts on his socks. He just needs to pick up his jacket when he gets up. Unlike those who have gone on such a long journey, they still make this kind of mistake. , Is being protected too well, by those men...

When I walked to the railing, I saw a group of people standing in the best position of the viewing platform, neatly clothed around the woman, using her body to help her block the cold wind, and the woman, holding a person in one hand, Snuggling tightly together, looking at the opposite Kavaborg who became clearer as the sky lighted up.

The mountain of wish.

It was still raining and snowing in the middle of the night, and it was actually such a clear sky now, and the visibility was even greater than that of any time he had seen before. The innkeeper looked at the snow-capped mountain, and his mouth couldn't close.

There was a chanting sound from behind, and the boss turned around to see that it was his mother, and he called out and looked at her questioningly.

"This is a destined person who has come, the sacred mountain appeared, and Kawabog responded with sincerity." The old Tibetan mother whispered, turning the prayer wheel in her hand to move the beads, and whispering the scriptures.

The boss turned around, folded his hands together, and made a pious wish. Although I don't know whose light was affected, the appearance of the sacred mountain is rare in a century. At this time, as long as you make a wish sincerely, and keep your pure heart and good intentions, then you can get what you want.

The silent night suddenly became noisy, and the inn restaurants behind them lit up, and amid the noise, people gathered to the viewing platform.

Holding Ye Po in one hand and Ying Jiu's hand in the other, feeling the warm temperature of the palm, looking at the dazzling Kawabog illuminated by the moonlight and silver, Ling Qingyu's heart slowly calmed down.

There seemed to be images of these two silly children piously bowing down in my eyes. I thought that time flies and nothing will change in time, but now I know that, in fact, it is the heart that people are not willing to persist.

Just like this Kawaboge, this Meili 13 peaks, hundreds of millions of years of towering, hundreds of millions of years of pure ice and snow, whether you want to see it or not, it is here.

Clouds and mists, dark clouds covering the head, light mist, bright clear sky, no matter what, it is actually there, waiting for hundreds of millions of years, as long as you are sincere, it will show you the most beautiful posture.

The sky lighted up gradually, and the figure of the snow-capped mountains became clearer. After the crowd gathered, the noise disappeared and silenced.

At dawn, the earth was empty, the moon slanted east, and when the first warm orange sunlight smeared the peak of the snow peak, the valley rang out with the crisp chirping of birds, and the silence was suddenly broken, as if responding to the sound of life , The sun was dyeing the snow-capped mountains faster and faster, the silver snow line receded, the rolling majestic snow-capped mountains, the pyramid peaks, Kavaborg and his wife and children were all dressed in brilliant gold. , So gorgeous, so sacred, dazzling, dazzling.

As the sun kissed all over the valley, a fine mist rose in the valley, the mist steamed under the sun, and gradually formed a white cloud band shimmering like a streamer, like a ribbon wrapped around the Kavaborg.

"Hada dedicated to Kavaborg..." Zhao Wei said softly with the shutter sound, and the woman and the men kissed one by one with a glance at the corner of his eyes.

The kiss didn't carry any eroticism, as pure and moving as the feeling of the magnificent Kavaborg.

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