Pixiu's body is like a tiger and leopard, its head and tail are like a dragon, its color is both gold and jade, its shoulders have a pair of wings that cannot be spread out, and its head has a horn that is tilted back.
Xihe seemed to feel something, "I thought you would take Jiji away."
For a long time, the wind blew on my face, and the sandalwood was silent.
Xi He sneered, "That's right. With a heart as stone as yours, it's not surprising that you would abandon your husband and abandon your bird."
Xihe was not looking at her, just looking at the snowy peaks in the distance. What he was afraid of was that she was not a match for her, that he would be old when he found her, and that the fate he had insisted on continuing would be stripped away by the years.
The wind from Tianshan Mountain carried fine snow and blew it diagonally under the umbrella, and the fine snow covered their brows.
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