Ji Jiuzhen stayed for four or five days, and then returned to Yitianfu, but did not take Ping'er with him.

In this regard, although Yan Lingyun was puzzled, he was also sincerely happy. He and Ping'er have grown up together since childhood, like relatives, and if they are separated, he doesn't know how he will feel.

The days that followed passed day by day in peace, and three months passed in a blink of an eye.

The cold weather in the border wilderness, with the deepening of the climate, intensified, just last night, the whirring cold wind, like a knife, blew all over the earth, killing the snow all over the sky.

Sure enough, the next morning, the cold sky was covered with snowflakes.

However, also last night, through three months of diligent cultivation, Yan Lingyun's true qi came into being, and with a threefold increase in internal strength, he penetrated the middle dantian in one fell swoop and entered the Great Zhou Tian to carry it.

Entering the Great Zhou Tian, the true qi is entrenched in the middle dantian, and the vacated lower dantian is not idle, becoming a storage warehouse for the essence of the qi, and the two dantians work together to provide the supply of true qi for the huge tendon and vein running routes.

But through a night of transportation, Yan Lingyun felt that the problem was also coming, and the hunger pang burst out from every corner of his body, like a tide, sweeping him.

This is not a signal from the stomach, but the extreme body, the thirst for energy!

The fragrance of the oil lamp could no longer meet his needs at this time.

So early this morning, in the vast snow, he and Ping'er set foot on the mountain road to the border city, and they carried the prescription handed by their mother, which was densely listed with the names of the elixir, but they all belonged to the first and second grades.

After three months of practice, Ping'er also entered the practice of qi and began to carry out Xiao Zhoutian. Because of the supreme method of building the foundation, Yan Lingyun's results in her physical training are too much beyond ordinary people.

The two walked side by side, only to see the snow flying all over the sky, falling bigger and bigger, and pieces of snowflakes, like clumps of cotton wool, fell from the air slowly.

They fall on the top of the mountain, on the treetops, and on the flat ground, and in a few moments, the earth is covered in silver, and the whole world seems to be a flowing snow painting.

Yan Lingyun stretched out his hand from time to time to help Ping'er sweep away the snow that had rested on his head.

The latter is dressed in goose yellow, with a slender body, and under the background of the heavy snow, it shows a bright and fresh feeling.

Her face was flushed, and she didn't know if it was the biting snow wind, or because she was ashamed, she looked extremely beautiful.

The two of them didn't talk much along the way, but they were very warm, and after an hour or two, they appeared in front of the huge outline of the border city, and because they wanted to go to Ji Lao and solve the elixir matter, they chose the madman gate.

Before they had crossed the moat, they saw a group of men and horses emerge from the open gate, rush onto the drawbridge, and run straight towards the opposite bank.

The group was all tall horses, led by seven or eight heroic young men and girls, followed by a dozen sturdy men, all with bows and arrows in the saddle, and it seemed that they were going out hunting.

Yan Lingyun glanced at it, recognized it as a person from the madman tribe, and pulled Ping'er to the side of the riverbank.

Horses rushed in front of them, their hooves flying and splashing a mist of snow. A young man glanced sideways at Ping'er in the snow, his eyes lit up, he rushed forward with more than a dozen horses, took the reins, and went back to one side, glanced at Yan Lingyun first, flashed a trace of coldness, and then stared at Ping'er, Yu immediately leaned over slightly, stretched out his left hand, handed it to Ping'er, and said with a soft smile: "This beautiful young lady, why don't you ride with me, quickly sharpen the arrows, and go to see the beautiful scenery in the snow!"

This time he rode his horse, the rest of the rushing team also stopped, turned the horse, and peeked in.

"Huo Lei, return to the team!"

In the crowd, a cold voice sounded, as if it was also from the mouth of a teenager.

Huo Lei's posture of leaning over remained unchanged, staring at the screen for a moment, and replied: "Brother Xingyun, this person has the right to pursue beauty, and he can't be too domineering."

"Fire Clouds?"

Yan Lingyun frowned slightly, thinking of the red clothes that still burned his heart, he didn't want to cause trouble, so he pulled up the screen and left.

Seeing this, Huo Lei snorted coldly, and the whip in his right hand whistled, and the whip exploded inch by inch, and fell towards Yan Lingyun's instep.

Yan Lingyun's face turned cold, and he let the whip fall from in front of him, and as soon as his right foot was retracted, he stepped on the sole of his foot with the whip that was pumping on the snow.

Huo Lei's complexion changed immediately, and he tried his best to regain it, but he didn't move at all.

Yan Lingyun didn't stop, his left foot stepped over the whip body, and his right heel withdrew, but Ping'er's right foot stepped up indiscriminately.

It wasn't until the two of them walked over that Huo Lei pulled the long whip back, and his still handsome face had become iron-blue, and he shouted loudly, threw off the long whip, and the person immediately stood up, and grabbed it towards Yan Ling's Yunding Gate.

Yan Lingyun's footsteps abruptly, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, the moon-white robe exploded, his right leg flew up, and his toes were as straight as a sword, piercing into Huo Lei's palm.

The latter exclaimed, flew upside down, couldn't hold his body after landing, and slid out of the snow for more than ten meters before barely stopping.

"How daring!"

There was a loud shout from the crowd, and a sturdy figure immediately rushed from the horse, like a thunderbolt, and exploded through the snowstorm.

Yan Lingyun's face was solemn, and he pulled Ping'er behind him, his legs were slightly separated, and his hands were surging with a piece of qi, as if he was pushing the window to look at the moon and sealing it out.

I only heard a dull loud noise, and the riverbank trembled a few times, and the people who came and went quickly, flew back upside down, and fell back on the horse's back, bringing the healthy horse to neigh, and took a few steps back, revealing a middle-aged man with a cold face.

Yan Lingyun stood with his palms closed, swept the crowd at a glance, and said coldly: "The dignified madman tribe is like this?"

More than two dozen pairs of eyes on horseback looked at him with some surprise, and then the two horses parted ways and came to Yan Lingyun.

These are two young men and women!

The man was handsome and tall, but he had a cold face and looked at Yan Lingyun with a hint of concern.

With intuition, Yan Lingyun knew that he was Huo Xingyun, his heart trembled slightly, and he subconsciously looked at the woman on the side, dressed in red, which immediately stabbed his eyes.

The woman on the horse, although she covered her face with a red scarf, her bright eyes, which seemed to be able to speak, revealed her identity.

Fire exquisite!

Yan Lingyun looked at her in a daze, her condensed gaze as if it had penetrated her veil!

Huo Linglong also looked at him, and there was a sense of indistinguishability and incomprehension in his eyes.

Pieces of falling snow have become the embellishment of the two people's gaze, and there is a sound of falling snow, but people are silent, and along with the surrounding space, it is also quiet.

Ping'er quietly took a step from behind Yan Lingyun and looked at the fire on horseback, and that figure was like a ball of fireworks in the ice and snow, blooming silently.

Couldn't help but think of that kiss in the rain!

In the silence, there was a sudden sound of whips, a sharp whip, and the sound of a horn exploded on Yan Lingyun's back.

Huo Lei came to the side at some point and threw out a long whip. With a shake of his hand, he put the long whip back again, and the man retreated step by step to the people of the madman tribe.

He looked at Yan Lingyun and laughed coldly: "Blind your dog eyes, I am a member of the madman tribe, and you can also see it!" ”