Gu Yan threw the sword to Qiu Yue, holding Mu Xue slender waist with one hand. With a slight jump, the two stopped on the pear tree branch. Mu Xue didn' t understand what was going on, and he frowned slightly. Gu Yan didn' t speak and instead smiled, and then he waved his long sleeve. The flower in front of him scattered along with the palm energy, and it fluttered about. Mu Xue followed the Gu Yan's guidance and looked to the ground. Shockingly, the word'snow' appeared on the ground. Originally, he thought that he was just dancing with the rhythm, but he didn' t expect that he would use the petals to put his name on it.
His love was never hidden. No matter how calm Mu Xue was, he could not help but blush.
"Ah Xue, the heavens aren' t old. It's hard to end."
###Chapter37
The golden jad
