"Alas, a poor man, too!"

Li Chu sighed and stretched out his hand to pat Ji Zhou's corpse.

"What are you doing?!" Hao Youxiao was startled, thinking that he was desperate and wanted to whip the corpse to vent his anger, so he hurriedly pulled him back. People die like lights out, and this little fat man doesn't even let go of other people's corpses, which is a bit too much.

"Do the right thing!" Li Chuyi couldn't let her hold it, not to mention that his current cultivation was not much worse than Hao Youxiao, even in the early stage of refining the gods, Hao Youxiao couldn't stop him if he wanted to.

With a flick of his arm, he dodged Hao Youxiao's hand, and Li Chuyi slapped Ji Zhou a few times in a row. It wasn't until the frost on Ji Zhou's body was scattered that he stopped and grabbed Ji Zhou's body.

Looking at Hao Youxiao, who was full of horror, Li Chuyi rolled his eyes and said angrily: "What kind of eyes do you have? You think I'm going to whip the corpse? I'm sorry, master, I'm a beautiful young man with a clean heart and a kind heart, can I do this kind of immoral thing? I think he's too pitiful, I can't bear his corpse to kneel here like this, so I want to dig a pit and bury him!"

Knowing that she had misunderstood Li Chuyi, Hao Youxiao suddenly relieved her heart and looked at Li Chuyi with a smile. In fact, Li Chu has nothing to do with her for half a dime, but somehow she just doesn't want to see the little fat man doing too much, so she subconsciously intervenes to stop her. If it was someone else, she would be too lazy to pay attention to it.

Seeing the little fat man grabbing the corpse and turning his head to leave, Hao Youxiao hurriedly followed, she didn't want to taste the feeling of slowly walking into death again.

was embarrassed to hold Li Chuyi's hand, Hao Youxiao just tugged at the corner of his clothes. Looking at Ji Zhou, who was held in his hand, she asked a little strangely: "You can bury it, just dig a pit next to it, where do you want to take him?"

"Look down on me, don't you? You wear my Taoist robe for nothing? If you want to bury someone, you naturally have to choose a good place, and if you find a place casually, it doesn't show my professionalism?!"

Looking at the bullish "professionals", Miss Hao was speechless.

Silent all the way, the two who were not slow quickly walked out of the maze. Looking at the clear sky outside the maze, Hao Youxiao had a feeling of being in a different world, and her heart instantly became cheerful without the cold fog, although it was still very cold, but her whole person had an indescribable comfort.

Looking at the fog behind him, Hao Youxiao felt a little pity for Ji Zhou. In fact, the location where Ji Zhou died was already very close to the edge of the maze, as long as he could hold on for a while, he would be able to escape. With Ji Zhou's cultivation, even if he was seriously injured, as long as he left the cold mist maze formed by the condensation of the different cold, he should still have no problem protecting himself under the faint cold of the outside world. It can only be said that Ji Zhou's life is really bad, only one step away from the door of life, but he still couldn't carry it, so he died in the cold fog, and even Yuan Ying couldn't escape, which is really embarrassing.

With the sound of breaking ice in her ears, Hao Youxiao turned her head to look, only to see that Li Chuyi had dug a two-person pit on the hard ice ground. Ji Zhou's body was gently thrown by him and landed in a dignified manner, and then the Xuan Bing retracted and sealed it, and the "professional" little fat man also cut a few more pieces of Xuan Bing in other places and covered it into a semi-circular ice mound, which really smelled of a grave at a glance.

"I said 'professional' little Taoist, this is the feng shui treasure you chose?"

What about the crooks?

Hao Youxiao didn't believe it!

This guy obviously excavated as soon as he came out and found a place to excavate, how can there be any feng shui mystery, this is called professional?

Glancing at her with disdain, the little fat man snorted and said, "I don't understand, right? How good is this! There is no wind, no fog, no dirt and no dust, and there are no fish, insects, birds and beasts, it is clean and clean, Ji Lao Ghost Spring will definitely be able to laugh out loud, and it is estimated that he can kneel in front of me and thank me vigorously!

Saying that, with a wave of his hand, a large ice brick several times higher than the tomb was cut out by him from the ice wall not far away, and then he cleaned it up with a beating, and the big ice brick turned into a big ice monument. Set up the ice monument in front of the tomb, and the little fat man's eyes lit up and began to work on it.

Seeing the appearance of the ice monument, Hao Youxiao couldn't help but rub her forehead, she knew what Li Chuyi wanted to do.

Any feng shui treasure is a liar, and the last sentence of the little fat man, "can be seen" is his real purpose. This little ghost is a fool of playing with the guy, and he is afraid that Ji Zhou will be buried inside, and people will not be able to see it, so he took the effort to bring out the corpse of the other person and bury it outside.

Look at the ice monument, who built a tombstone seven or eight higher than the tomb?

Thanks to the fact that this ice monument is still quite narrow, otherwise you can't even see the edge of the grave behind it!

Sure enough, big characters appeared on the ice tablet, and it was still those words, and it was still the same taste.

Those who offend my Great Yan Emperor will be punished even if they are far away!

——The world's first genius, the thirteen princes of the Dayan royal family, Zhun Yan Emperor Yuwen Xuanli handwritten!

added a few words, the little fat man was afraid that he would be disgusted with the bullshit prince. It's just the number one genius in the world, and the three words of Emperor Zhun Yan are written like this, if it is seen and passed out, it is impossible to say that there will be some fun in the Yuwen royal family.

Emperor Yanling is still in power, this girl skipped the prince and directly called himself Emperor Yan, thinking about his cheap father's face after he knew, Li Chuyi couldn't help but want to laugh.

A person's words are terrible, and his heart is punishable.

Yuwen Xuanli, you have to go all the way!

Afraid that others would not be able to see it, he carved every word full and abnormal, and the stele was written on the side of the stele, so as to ensure that the words on it could be seen from afar if the tombstone was seen.

Looking at his Mobao, the little fat man nodded with satisfaction, tilted his head and raised his chin proudly at Hao Youxiao.

"How's it going?

"The pig's trotters are scratched better than what you write!" Hao Youxiao didn't give any face, telling the truth.

Li Chuyi, who received the praise, suddenly became even more proud, laughing and looking like he had seen his bosom friend: "That's right! Don't forget that this was not written by me, but by that Yuwen Xuanli! I can't help his ugly handwriting, and if you know people when you see words, you can only blame others for their bad nature!"

Hao Youxiao was speechless, and after enduring it, she didn't slap her on the fat face full of cheap faces.

She suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the prince of Dayan, and was disgusted by such a faceless, skinless and bottom-line slut, and the prince was pitiful enough.

Although it can be seen at a glance that this is false, but in case, even if there is a person who is stupid and true, and then spreads this word to the outside world, all the way to the Dayan Dynasty, then this prince will be pitiful.

Even if Yanling Emperor Shengming just smiled and didn't take it seriously, no one could say what Yuwen Xuanli's other brothers and sisters thought. The battle for the throne of a small clan may be a bloody storm, will the battle for the throne of the powerful Dayan Dynasty be peaceful?

Hao Youxiao didn't believe it herself.

In front of the position of the lord of the human world, any family friendship is bullshit!

retouched the handwriting a little more ugly, and Li Chuyi was finally satisfied. After pinching the excessive seal and standing in front of the grave and muttering a few words, the grievances between Li Chuyi and Ji Zhou can be regarded as a thorough understanding.

Not to his surprise, Ji Zhou's spirit had already been dispersed, and there was no resentment under the transcendent scriptures. But I still have to read a few words, after all, he said that he would bury Ji Zhou well, and Ji Zhou's experience really touched him a lot, even if there is only a glimmer of hope that Ji Zhou can leave a little remnant soul for him to spend in reincarnation, Li Chuyi has to try.

But there was a grudge, and Li Chuyi had one less thing to worry about. Looking back at Hao Youxiao, who looked at him with the eyes of a god stick, the little fat man smiled and didn't care, and said, "Let's go!"

"Where are you going?" Hao Youxiao asked subconsciously.

Li Chu tilted his head and said helplessly: "Of course it's the entrance to the next floor! I didn't know the road for the first time I came to this place, I didn't even see a pit after looking for a long time before, where is this entrance!"

With Danyangzi's book, Li Chuyi's understanding of Xuanbing Cold Prison is probably the deepest among all of them. It's just that Hao Youxiao can't let Hao Youxiao know about this, originally they said that they would come in together and then be led by Hao Hongwei, who was holding the four orders, if this girl knew that she also knew the way, then she didn't doubt it.

Among Du Ming's few relics that died in his hands, Li Chuyi turned out two tokens, but even though he was dripping blood and infusing mana, the tokens never responded, which made him confirm that the four orders were not so simple at all, there must be some way he didn't know how to recognize the master, and once he recognized the master, he would definitely not change it.

The map can't be leaked, and the four orders that were snatched have no effect, Li Chuyi really wants to get rid of Hao Youxiao, but he is afraid that she will be suspicious. After all, they were originally assigned to a group, and if Li Chuyi rashly threw it down, it would be unreasonable.

In addition, the Hao family is a great Mobei clan, every time the Xuanbing Cold Prison is opened, someone comes, the little fat man feels that the Hao family must have a way to find the entrance to the next layer without the help of the four orders, and after coming so many times, he believes that these regulars in the Cold Prison must have drawn a map of this, but they don't know how many layers they draw to the deepest.

If the Hao family has a map, the route recorded on the map will definitely not be a little bit of blind groping like him throwing stones to ask for directions, and it should be a shortcut. According to Li Chuyi's method, it will take him at least a month to reach the entrance of the second floor, and in the absence of other sudden situations, if the Hao family also walks with him in this way, then there is no need to explore this Xuanbing Cold Prison, everyone has circled around the first floor.

Since Miss Hao is likely to have a way to take a shortcut, then Li Chuyi may not have to follow her to the second floor first, and then find a chance to throw her away when she reaches the second floor.

Sure enough, Hao Youxiao smiled slightly, reached out and took out a piece of jade slip from the storage bag.

"I said there was a time when you begged me, did you? See, this girl has a map in her hand!"

Li Chuyi's eyes lit up, and he asked curiously, "Follow your map, how many days can we go to the next floor?"

"It's hard to say. Hao Youxiao frowned, "If it goes well, it will take at least five days, if it doesn't go well, then it may not be possible." Hey, it's good to have four orders, and without a token, it's too long to rely on the map that has been explored in the past. ”

Burst~!

Li Chuyi's mouthful of blood almost didn't spurt out.

Five days is a long time delay?

So what is he this month?

O sorrow of illiteracy!