"I said, sharpening knives and cutting wood, how can you go out like this? Have a bite to eat, and then rush out in one go, it's much better than you walking slowly. Taking off the iron pot, Feng Qingge skillfully dug up the ice and snow, boiled the ice water with some remaining firewood from before, untied the bag behind him, and poured out a part of the rice.

Qiao Zixuan was even more annoyed, he couldn't wait to rush over and kick over the iron pot in front of him, and roared angrily: "I don't need you to meddle in my business, I want to go out, get out of here, I want to go to Lishui City, I must go!"

"So, you can't die. Feng Qingge turned around and smiled.

The whole body trembled, and the indifferent smile was so simple and natural, Qiao Zixuan's heart trembled, and he subconsciously believed in Feng Qingge. But his stomach screamed out uncontrollably, his cheeks turned red, and Qiao Zixuan could only sit aside and watch the movements of the wind light singer.

At first, it was nothing, but when I got to the back, looking at Feng Qingge's hands that seemed to be broken, in the random flying in the pot, Qiao Zixuan's jaw was about to fall to the ground, is that still a human hand? Even if it is a 360-degree twist, Feng Qingge's hands can do it, twisting and moving at will in the pot.

The splashes of water floated in the air, imprinting a rainbow of light, and she was under this rainbow, paying full attention to the contents of the pot, without even looking at him. How can there be such a good-looking person in the world? Whether it is the smile on the corner of her mouth or the confidence when cooking, there is no one who can beat it.

"Give. It wasn't until the rice like white jade beads came out of the pot that Qiao Zixuan reacted, and hurriedly took the bowl in his hand, looking at the sticky rice porridge in the bowl, a faint fragrance came to his nose, not the taste of ordinary rice porridge, but with a sweet smell of rice itself.

Subconsciously opened his mouth, the pupils of Qiao Zixuan's eyes constricted, he took the spoon and ate all the bowls of rice porridge in one go, looked at the rice in the pot with some anxiety, picked up the spoon on the side and scooped it, and the small half pot of rice porridge all entered his stomach. That stream of heat flowed through his body, and at this moment, he couldn't even feel the cold of the outside world.

"This, what kind of porridge is this, why is it so delicious?" Qiao Zixuan swallowed his saliva, only then did he find that he had finished eating the things in the pot alone, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

Feng Qingge was busy, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "This, you can call it...... Well, the flame porridge, the warm state, the lonely sandbar cold?"

"Flame...... Porridge ......" subconsciously looked at his hands, the remaining flame grass had already disappeared, where was there still flame grass, Qiao Zixuan jumped down like a fried cat, no wonder there was a warm feeling after eating, it turned out that she had cooked his flame grass!

Feng Qingge took the lead, and at the moment when Qiao Zixuan jumped up, he reached out and pressed on his little head, and laughed softly: "At least, you can get out after eating it, instead of letting it wither in your hands." I think the person who gave you the Flame Grass also hopes that you will go to Tachisui Castle alive. ”

"I ......" Qiao Zixuan couldn't help but be stunned, standing in place and watching Feng Qingge clean up, looking at the big steamed bun that he didn't know when, it had been wrapped, he couldn't help but grow his mouth, wait, when was this big steamed bun made, why didn't he see it?

Shrugging his shoulders, Feng Qingge shook the empty rice bag, and said helplessly: "By the way, we did it together, seeing that you ate so happily, I was not embarrassed to call you." Here, fill the pot with water, make it hot, bring it and let them drink and eat something, so that they can continue on their journey. ”

"Okay!" Taking the bamboo tube given by Feng Qingge, Qiao Zixuan's heart was warm, and he quickly went over to help Feng Qingge clean up, he believed that this cold ice mountain peak would definitely come out. Father, wait for me, I will definitely arrive.

At first, it was a beautiful day, but now, it is a violent snowstorm. The fierce wind hindered everyone's pace, and even the pace of progress slowed down a lot.

Seeing that the mountain was ahead, but it was still a little short of reaching, the people below were even more anxious.

"I knew that I should die with Xiaoice, where can I use it to suffer here, and I can't walk for half a day." At least before you die, it's better to be a full ghost!" Lehi muttered, wrapped his cotton coat tightly, and walked desperately upward. But before he could get there, he was swept down by a storm.

It's the same no matter who it is.

Long Ming couldn't get past it, that handsome face had already been blown out of blood by the wind, and the long sword in his hand pierced into the ice, constantly heading upward.

Cold and hungry, there is no physical strength to continue.

"Is it over?" Huang Haowen lay on the ice, no matter what method they tried, but they couldn't even pass this storm, and the distance close to it was like heaven and man were separated. Life and death are somewhere in between, but there is no way for them to get through it.

Leaning on the ice, Wang Bo kept panting and breathing, looking at the two figures below, but he said in some surprise: "Am I dazzled, how can there be ...... people down there?"

Everyone's eyes looked backwards, in the ice and snow, the two people who came to the front were so familiar, step by step, stepping on the ice and snow, constantly walking towards them, the stubborn figure, the familiar face, made their hearts tremble, it was them!

"Xiaoice!"

"Brother Feng Xunbing!"

"Here they are, here they are!"

Looking at the wind and snow shrouded in front of them, Feng Qingge and Qiao Zixuan did not rush forward. In their eyes, the two people who could have saved their lives stopped like this and stopped coming forward. And yet now......

Feng Qingge and Qiao Zixuan's situation was not very optimistic, looking at the behemoth next to the wind and snow, Qiao Zixuan's jaw was about to fall to the ground. The huge figure was like a mountain, prostrate on the ground, raising its head. Outside, the wind was still beautiful, but the area it covered was covered with endless snow and ice.

"It's ...... Big snake?" Qiao Zixuan was already trembling with his legs, and he looked at the thing in front of him in shock.

The white python was leaning on the ice and snow like this, and its two huge eyeballs were as big as hot air balloons, flickering with a ghostly light. To climb this mountain range, you only need to walk another kilometer ahead, but ...... But this python blocked the way over the past, and there it was there.

Its size is too large, and the people who have already hunted within its range do not know that they are already next to the python, and they want to climb over the body of the python, how can they climb in that slippery place? Those who poke the python's body with weapons, not being eaten by the python are simply an explosion of character.

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