After hearing this, Canglan glanced at Su Mobai deeply, sighed softly, lowered his head and said in a deep voice, "The wizard clan is the most vicious, there are countless unjust souls trapped in this long sea and snow field, and the yin qi is overflowing, among the many dead ends, there is a road with dusk weeds, which is the way of life. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"What does the master mean by that?" Su Mobai asked indifferently.

"Amitabha, Lord Su Shi just goes to the east pole to the sun, except for the sunrise and sunset and the way of life in the Changhai Snow Field, the rest are illusions. The illusion of the Changhai Snow Field is charming, and I hope that Su Shizhu will keep his original intention and not be haunted by demons. Canglan clasped his hands together and sighed softly.

"The East Pole is facing the sun?" Su Mobai unconsciously raised his voice.

"That's right, the Miao Xiwen clan is accustomed to using the gossip array, and the Changhai Snow Field is a more ancient array, and the array eye uses the method of blood sacrifice to kill and plunder tens of thousands, so the Changhai Snow Field has countless souls and yin qi leaks, which is easy to make people have evil thoughts and hallucinations. Therefore, few people who enter the Changhai Snow Field can come out alive, just because their minds are not strong. Canglan said with pity.

"Su understands, thank you master." Su Mobai bowed slightly to Canglan and said in a deep voice.

Canglan clasped his hands together and muttered a sentence of Amitabha Buddha in his mouth.

Seeing Su Mobai's back leaving quickly, a trace of worry flashed in his deep pupils, and he sighed softly, "The genius of the Zhennan King generation is still inescapable." ”

Wen Xi saw that Su Mobai had left, so he walked out of the temple unhurriedly, raised his eyebrows and looked at the tall back, and said with a smile, "When did the master like to take care of this mortal matter?" ”

Canglan stiffened his back when he heard this, turned around slowly, and saw Wen Xi standing in front of him with a smile, hurriedly took two steps back, and said softly, "Lord Wen Shi knows the King of Zhennan?" ”

Wen Xi's face changed, then he raised his eyebrows lightly, slowly approached Canglan, and said softly, "The master is really smart." ”

Canglan took a step back slightly, and quietly opened the distance between him and Wen Xi, Wen Xi's eyes flashed slightly, he advanced and retreated to a certain extent, and his mind was meticulous, this Canglan didn't look like an outsider at all.

"Is Lord Wen Shi healed?" Canglan glanced at the temple, and asked gently while motioning to Wen Xi to enter the temple.

Wen Xi raised his eyebrows to keep up with Canglan, walked beside Canglan quietly, hooked his lips, and said softly, "Zhao'an Temple is quiet and pleasant, it is a good place to recuperate, thank you Master for your concern, the little woman's injury is almost healed." ”

Canglan listened but smiled silently, the plain monk's robe was gently blown up, and from a distance, Wenxi's white plain skirt was connected with Canglan's back into a landscape.

Shen Qiancheng sat in the gorgeous carriage and closed his eyes tightly to recuperate.

In this Changhai snowfield, she is no longer in the mood to go horseback riding.

And Hua Rongying didn't know what was crazy today, and ran to the carriage in a hurry, saying that he was afraid that Shen Qiancheng would be bored, but the fact is that Hua Rongying kept chattering, which made Shen Qiancheng annoyed.

"Senior sister, are you thinking about that Mo Qingjue?"

After asking Gu Tianjin, Shen Yifei, and some people and things that Shen Qiancheng didn't remember, Hua Rongying began to ask about Mo Qingjue again, Shen Qiancheng held his head and glanced at Hua Rongying lightly, but did not reply.

Seeing Shen Qiancheng's expression, Hua Rongying lowered his head and touched his nose, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Senior sister must have thought about it, too, the fairy son is beautiful and beautiful, which girl doesn't like it." ”

Smelling the faint sour taste in Hua Langying's tone, Shen Qiancheng slowly opened his eyes, raised his eyebrows and said, "Where?" The deputy palace master is suave and beautiful, and all the women in the world love him. ”

Hua Rongying hooked her lips when she heard this, and then looked at Shen Qiancheng with a strange expression, and said in a loud voice, "Senior sister, you actually use words to describe me as a woman?" ”

Shen Qiancheng was stunned for a moment, then a very shallow smile appeared on his lips, and he said softly, "The deputy palace master misunderstood, I didn't mean anything else, it was really the deputy palace master's heavenly posture, which made Qiancheng eager to use all the beautiful words in this world on the deputy palace master." ”

"Stop."

Hua Langying snorted twice and lifted the curtain and went out, not accepting Shen Qiancheng's insincere explanation at all.

Shen Qiancheng looked at Hua Rongying's pretending posture as usual, and gently hooked his lips, Hua Rongying liked acting, so she would accompany him, but Shen Qiancheng was also secretly thinking in his heart how to get out after going to Loulan.

As for Mo Qingjue, Shen Qiancheng thought that he should follow Hua Rongying not far away, to put it bluntly, Mo Qingjue and Hua Rongying are not fuel-efficient lamps, she doesn't need to worry about him, she still thinks about how she can return to Southern Wei alive.

In the Southern Wei Post House, Feng Yan looked at the snow flying out the window, tightened the leather jacket on his body, and said softly, "It is said that the climate of the Southern Wei Dynasty is pleasant, but I didn't expect that there will still be snow in winter." ”

The attendant beside him hurriedly closed the window, loosened the charcoal fire, and then poured a cup of hot butter tea from the table and handed it to Feng Yan, then sighed at his stiff palm, and said in a low voice, "The prince is weak, so he naturally feels cold, but although this Southern Wei can drift snow, it is still much better than the Northern Desert court." ”

Feng Yan took the butter tea, took a sip of hot tea, raised his eyebrows and said, "The Northern Desert is not only cold, but even people's hearts are cold. ”

If it weren't for that, how could he, a frail and sickly prince, be sent thousands of miles away to the Southern Wei Dynasty as a proton? His brothers were so calculating, even he, an idle prince with no real power, was counted among them.

The attendant didn't dare to come out when he heard this, and lowered his head no longer, Feng Yan glanced at him lightly, and hooked his lips noncommittally.

In the Golden Hazel Pavilion of Guangling Golden Hazel South Kelou, Pei Nanfeng was playing the tune with a heavy heart, and every string plucked was filled with a sad taste.

When Fengyue came to the Golden Hazel Pavilion with hot tea, she happened to see Pei Nanfeng's frowning appearance, she moved slightly, walked to Pei Nanfeng's side gently, put down the tea unhurriedly, and looked at Pei Nanfeng while pouring hot tea and said.

"Childe, are you thinking about Miss Lone Smoke?"

Pei Nanfeng glanced at Feng Yue lightly, Feng Yue knew that she was speechless, and hurriedly lowered her head.

Feng Yue handed the poured hot tea to Pei Nanfeng, turned around and wanted to leave the Golden Hazel Pavilion.

But at this time, Pei Nanfeng's faint voice sounded at the right time.

"You say, Flower Shadow won't lie to me, right?"

Feng Yue's eyes flashed a trace of gloom, but she still frowned and smiled lightly, "If Childe is worried, you can go and see for yourself." ”

Pei Nanfeng played his hand for a moment, smoothing the trembling strings, and his slender hand slowly picked up the hot tea in his hand and took a sip unhurriedly.

"Childe, Fengyue has the courage to say that this palace master is too ambitious, and he may not be able to guarantee the safety of the lonely girl." Feng Yue saw that Pei Nanfeng couldn't make up her mind for a while, so she was on the side and said softly.

After Pei Nanfeng heard this, a touch of contemplation crossed his eyes, Hua Xiangying's mind was unpredictable and unreliable, and the Heavenly Tomb was heavy, and Gu Yan lost his memory, so it was inevitable that he would be used.

Thinking about this, Pei Nanfeng put down the hot tea, and disappeared in front of Fengyue's eyes in a blink of an eye, Fengyue looked at Pei Nanfeng's butter tea that he hadn't finished drinking, a bitter smile rose on his lips, and muttered.

"Childe, take care."