Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Chance Encounter

Zhang Ning, who left Xueyuan Village for half a month and was speeding under the dazzling blue sky of Beichuan, couldn't understand the regret of the Wuling people who left Taoyuan in the text, and even felt a little afraid, if there was no variable of the ice dragon, would he be trapped in Xueyuan Village like those snowmen? The weird Xueyuan Village was different from the secret realm he had encountered before, it was a "prison" created by a great supernatural person, which could also be said to be better...... Residency?or "Alien Biological Experiment Base"?—— looking at the true face of those snowmen at the end, it is no wonder that Xudong Lao Xian has been imprisoning them all the time.

The scenery below was white and monotonous, and Zhang Ning was sitting on a flying disposable paper plate to cultivate. Beichuan's aura concentration could only be considered medium, so it took more than half a month to condense a drop of spiritual liquid in the blue and white porcelain vase.

He simply stopped cultivating, stood up, and expanded his divine consciousness in a farther direction, hoping to discover some of Beichuan's spirit beasts and spiritual plants to supplement the loss of the "protected area".

Half an hour later, an anomaly was discovered—200 miles ahead, the fog was steaming.

Zhang Ning only thought for a moment, and then flew over quickly.

......

Hundreds of square kilometers of large lakes, the surface of the lake is ice-free, and the heat is steaming.

A girl who looks sixteen or seventeen years old is sitting by a lake fishing...... However, before seeing her, Zhang Ning had not been aware that there was a monk here, and now he could not find out about her cultivation.

The shaggy pure white snow-glazed fox fur hat was larger than the girl's head, the brim was pressed low, and two fluffy fox tails hung down from her chest.

She wore a snowball leopard skin coat, snowball rabbit leather boots, and a pure white silk skirt. If Zhang Ning didn't guess wrong, the jacket skirt on her body should be a high-grade magic weapon, and the whole magic weapon is brilliant, and it is very likely to be woven of snow silk.

The girl raised her head, her big white eyes were full of surprise, her fair face was radiant, her lips opened slightly, and she blinked and shouted, "Who are you?!"

Zhang Ning hadn't seen anyone for nearly half a year, and she felt very kind when she met this cute and cheerful girl. Although he had doubts in his heart, Zhang Ning still smiled slightly and told him frankly: "Under Li Qingzhi." ”

Li Qingzhi...... It's so nice. How did you get away from the 'vanalysts?'" The girl raised her head, her eyes shining like stars.

This question itself is very problematic, Zhang Ning shook his head slightly and said, "Guess?"

The girl straightened up, her small chin was slightly upturned, she looked at Zhang Ning and said, "My name is Ximen Fenlan!"

Zhang Ning vaguely remembered that it was recorded in the book he had read before that there was a super gate sect in the northwest, and the sect master was surnamed Ximen, and then looking at this girl's style, she must be the eldest lady of the Ximen family......

He hurriedly widened his eyes and arched his hand: "It turned out to be Miss Ximen, disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

The girl smiled and showed her dimples, and continued to ask: "Say, how did you escape the guardians of my sect and come to Beichuan, there is Miss Ben to intercede, or I can spare your life." ”

Zhang Ning was about to answer, but Ximen Fenlan shouted: "Come on! Run!" Then the jade hand pinched the ice sword and jumped up and flew eastward.

The entire geothermal lake boiled with her scream, changing color from pale blue to dark blue, and then countless blue humanoid ice monsters rushed out of the lake and pounced.

Zhang Ning also wanted to learn about the road conditions ahead from Ximen Fenlan, so he entered a little spiritual power into the paper plate, and "reluctantly" caught up with Ximen Fenlan, who had flown out a few kilometers away.

Ximen Fenlan's posture of standing on the flying sword is very funny, like a novice surfboard player in Zhang Ning's world...... From this point, it can be seen that she is not very skilled in the control of the flying sword under her feet.

Zhang Ning was a paper tray behind her and asked, "What are you provoking these demon beasts for?"

Ximen Fenlan glanced back at him and smiled: "You haven't answered my question yet! Dare to disobey the decree of the old immortal of Xudong, you are not small~"

Zhang Ning's heart jumped, he really should continue to tease!