"It's better to live than to die?" Cheng Qinghe bent his eyebrows. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

These three girls don't seem to have any cultivation, they should be ordinary people.

The howl of wolves sounded behind her, and she turned her face to look over, and several wolves, taller than horses, were running towards her.

With a "snap", a cloud of flesh and blood fell to the ground in front of them, trembling.

"Go clean up."

They took human form, their eyes like falcons, and they were all very strong.

"Still not going?" One of the werewolves roared.

The chubby girl was the first to come over, carrying the huge beast meat to the river.

"You go and help." Another werewolf continued.

Bang Yu glared at Cheng Qinghe when she heard this, and saw her standing in place like a stake, squatting down to help, but she wanted to see her joke in her heart.

Although the wolf clan treats them favorably, they don't like lazy women.

"Where's the reel?"

"The king has instructed him to go to the highest mountain in the wilderness to collect borage bee spirit plants for the queen, and if you wake up, you can walk around, but it is better not to be too far away." He said.

"Okay, I got it." Cheng Qinghe nodded.

"Queen?" The girl named Bang Yu looked at her in surprise, obviously not expecting that this woman would be the queen of the Qian.

It all came so suddenly that she was caught off guard.

"Are you a woman? Did you spend the night with him? She stood up, beast blood in one hand, but her gaze was urgent, with a hint of anger.

Although she tried her best to suppress it, Cheng Qinghe was still keenly aware of it.

Cheng Qinghe thought for a moment, knowing the deep meaning of spending the night in her words, before he shook his head: "No." ”

"That's not the woman of the wolf king." She said coldly.

"You're right." Cheng Qinghe nodded.

"Deal with these beast meat as soon as possible, these are all prepared for you, we may have to migrate after a while, if we don't prepare early, I'm afraid you will starve to death on the way."

The werewolf saw that Yu was not good, but he did not blame him, and the meaning of his words was somewhat comforting.

Werewolf heirs are not prosperous, and it is already helpless to intermarry with humans, but they gradually find that the wolf clan born of marriage with humans is more likely to transform into shape, and they treat these women more leniently.

There's no better way to solve it.

Seeing this, Cheng Qinghe didn't say anything more, walked out of here, turned around and looked at the top of the clouds, the mountains of the Wild Continent are rare, but each one is like a knife and axe split out, with a little more bloodthirsty and sharp.

"That mountain peak is blocked by heavy snow, and I'm worried that it won't be easy for Wang to get the medicine strain."

The werewolf followed her.

Unlike the scuba, its hair is silvery-white, and if it is in the snow, it is difficult to distinguish it from the objects next to it, but at this moment it has turned into a human form, and it is still a silver hair.

"Indeed." Cheng Qinghe nodded: "Qian's cultivation is not low, and there will be no accidents." You and I have to have faith in him. ”

"This is natural, but the wolf clan can't live without the king, and I hope the queen won't do anything to hurt the king." He gave her a deep look, then turned to leave.

The stream between the ice and snow in front of her flowed with wisps of blood, reflecting the swirling geese, and she tightened her big shackles, her nose red from the cold.

After her consciousness was damaged, her body seemed to be getting worse day by day, and the wind and cold, which had never entered her body in the past, began to look for loopholes in her body.

This night still did not return, Cheng Qinghe raised the fire and buried himself deep in the thick felt.

She closed her eyes and dreamed again about the things she had done when she was still Nan Honglian, but most of them were trivial matters in her cultivation, and the days of cultivation were long and boring, but Nan Honglian was doing the same thing day after day, as if she never got tired of it.

However, she seems to have grown tired of it.

"Cheng Qinghe."

"Cheng Qinghe, wake up."

A pair of cold hands patted her face.

The petite woman in the felt shook and opened her eyes in a daze.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Qinghe exhaled.

"You have a fever, the silver wolf asked me to feed you some herbs first." Bang Yu said, then reached out and hugged her neck to make her sit up.

Run a fever? Cheng Qinghe touched his forehead, it was indeed a little hot.

"No need, I'm not cold."

"I'll come to serve you in the middle of the night, and if you don't drink this medicine, it's a waste of time." The corners of Bang Yu's mouth showed a hint of mockery, she was also a woman brought by the wolves, why did she want to enjoy high-end treatment?

Cheng Qinghe felt the meaning of the corner of her mouth, and saw that there was a person standing in the wind and snow outside the nest, so he couldn't help sighing, took the bottom of the bowl, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The hot liquid entered the throat, and a trace of bitterness still remained in the mouth, but fortunately, it was still quite strong, and the cold on the body was dispelled at once, and the limbs and bones were warmed.

Seeing that she had drunk in one gulp, the woman took the bowl and stood up, and looked at her deeply before turning away.

"How?"

A man's low inquiring voice sounded outside the lair, it was the silver wolf.

"Drank a bowl." The woman replied with a sideways face, blurring in the light.

Cheng Qinghe was inexplicably sleepy, the felt next to the pillow was hot, she closed her eyes, her head was light, and she breathed deeply.

I don't know how long, after a few bumps, the fierce wind blew her cheeks painfully, she took a deep breath abruptly, and the cold air poured into her lungs, making her half awake for a while.

She moved, her hands and feet tied, and only then did she realize that she was tightly wrapped in felt, and there was a faint bump under her body at the moment, but it was still steady.

She could see clearly that she was galloping through the snow on the back of a wolf.

"Silver wolf? Where are you taking me? Cheng Qinghe gasped.

The silver wolf was silent, the wind was howling, and the surroundings were constantly retreating.

Because the running time is not short, the surface of the felt has been covered with a layer of hoarfrost, and the cold gradually penetrates.

The glow rose from the horizon ahead, and it ran for a while before it stopped.

With a pop, it shook its fur and shook her off.

"I won't kill you, but I hope I'll never see you again. Don't come back. The silver wolf looked at her with blue eyes and said word by word.

Then he lifted the wolf's hooves and turned around and trot, gradually accelerating, and in a short time, disappeared into the vast white snow.

Cheng Qinghe sat on the ground and watched it disappear, spit out a mouthful of white mist, and looked at the glow in the distance in a daze for a moment before revealing a wry smile.

It seems that she is not very popular everywhere she goes~

The New Year has already passed unconsciously, and it is the time when spring is unexpectedly steep, but in this wild inland where the snow covers the mountains, except for the time when the sun is at noon, I can't feel the slightest warmth.

She got up, wrapped the felt tightly, and a bag of things fell from the ground under her feet, she leaned over and opened it to see, in the cloth bag, there were some sun-dried strips of meat, hard, but warm, it was her body temperature......

Outside the dark forest, the gunsmoke has long been filled, and the demons who have been silent for a hundred years have long been unable to hold back the magic weapon in their hands, and they must decide the winner before they stop.

However, compared to these mortal worlds, in that snow, the petite figure, like a migrating polar bear, moves forward inch by inch in the snow.

Her physical strength was limited, and she had to rest after walking for half an hour, and her destination was clear, that is, the highest mountain in sight, and for the sake of now, she could only hope that she had not left that peak before she arrived.

The cold wind was strong, and the temperature of the day dropped to freezing, and the horses could not bear the cold, and raised their hooves and neighed, and immediately the man grabbed the reins tightly, and pulled them to the side, bringing the upper body of the horse over, and the hooves fell to the ground, and finally quieted down.

"Master, the snowstorm is coming soon, should we find a place to take shelter?" The squire asked, looking up.

There were no clouds in the sky, but a gray patch that froze the hands and faces of passers-by.

Immediately the man stared ahead for a moment.

"No need. Continue on your way. A faint voice came, with a bit of unresistible firmness.

"Yes. Walk! As soon as he raised his hand, the sound of the horses driving the horses sounded, and the horses rolled up their hooves and went on.

The snowstorm weather can freeze people inside and out into popsicles, Cheng Qinghe sniffed, sat cross-legged on the ground, and reached out to put a heavy snow ball under his feet into his arms.

There is no shop in front of the village here, and there is not even a tree sheltering from the wind.

There was already a prototype of an igloo behind her, and she took out the softened snow ball in her arms, pinched it smaller, and stacked it on top of it.

When the snow met the cold air outside, it quickly froze and became one with the rudimentary form.

Unhurriedly, she took another snow ball and put it in her wet arms.

It was already six hours later, and she went into the igloo she had built in a blanket, which was just enough for her to lie down into, and it was a little difficult to turn around.

True qi flowed slightly, she endured the sharp pain of childbirth in Zhihai for a while, evaporated the wetness in her arms, and her hands and feet finally warmed up for a moment.

As the night fell, the wind and snow howled and destroyed everything, and she lay in the igloo with her eyes closed, enjoying the moment of peace.

It suddenly occurred to her that her cultivation in the past was like walking alone in this deserted snow, and success or failure was a matter for her alone.

There is no joy of success, no frustration of failure, no one to share, thrown into the long river of years, and no one knows.

Nan Honglian, the only thing left in the mortal world is the sword intent in the battle with the inner demon!

The state of mind under the cover of the snow is like a green seedling, breaking through a piece of ice and stubbornly straightening up.

Only by joining the WTO can we move forward! She was empowered, and the sea of intense pain seemed to merge into a warm current, gradually calming her thirst.

The red soul that had always been with her became one with her, and in one fell swoop, she broke through the Yuan Infant and entered the out-of-body body.

At this moment, on the heavenly book of her knowledge of the sea, two wisps of soul, one gold and one red, gradually twisted into one strand, spinning endlessly on the pages.

Xiaofu, who had been sleeping for a long time, was awakened by this scene, and just when it wanted to read it again, the page was closed, and two wisps of soul were sandwiched into the page, obviously very cautious.

It stared at it for a moment, then closed its eyes again.

Sigh~

It was bright and she was awakened by the sound of horses' hooves, the blizzard had passed, but it was still dark before her, and she realized that her face was cold.

A pair of hands swept away the snow on the back of her hand, and the force suddenly heavy, and her whole body was pulled up.

The thick snow that had accumulated on his body slid down, and the blinding light pierced his eyes.

"White Stone?"

She squinted open, and the man in front of her stood in the backlight, a shadow, and the new sun behind him shrouded him like a god on the horizon.

As soon as the strength of her hand was loosened, she sat down in the snow again, and looked up for a moment in a daze.

Indeed, he who appeared at this moment was a god who suddenly came into the world!

For a moment, she even forgot the game he had set up for her.

Being watched by her for a long time, Shiraishi couldn't help frowning.

"Don't look at me like that."

The voice is still so low and pleasant, but it has lost its former love and has become a little impersonal and alienated.

Cheng Qinghe saw it in his eyes, wiped off the snow deposited between his collarbones, and bent the corners of his mouth lightly, if he didn't look carefully, he wouldn't have noticed her smile at all.

"What a coincidence, I met you again, Young Master Bai."

"Qiao?"

The word snuck on his lips for a moment, and he raised a cold smile.

"I'm here to find you."

"Oh?" Cheng Qinghe raised his eyebrows and looked at the tired horse team behind him, the attendants of the Bai family were standing not far away, or pulling the reins of the horse, or stroking the horse's back, many of them were secretly looking at her.

It's not a stranger anymore. They still have some impressions of this woman, in which year when they were in Lanruo Temple, they were favored by the young master for a while, but later they heard that the young master who killed the Ke family was wanted.

I thought I had a chance to win the position of the Bai family's housewife.

It seems that Miss Nan Fuyun is here, and any vulgar fans are just a whim in the eyes of the young master, and they will not last long.

Thinking about it, I sighed for a while, until Cheng Qinghe was thrown on horseback.

Shiraishi took the reins of his horse and instructed, "Send her back to the camp safely, don't lose it." Then he galloped away.

"Yes!" An attendant returned, then bowed his head and said to Cheng Qinghe, who was lying on his stomach in front of him: "It's time to go, be careful." ”

Cheng Qinghe's cheeks were red, her stomach was pressed against the horse's back, and she swelled and hurt, as if she thought of something, she grabbed the attendant's arm and tightened.

"Let me sit behind you, or you may not be able to deliver me safely."

He looked at this beautiful woman with undiminished demeanor, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.

"Thank you, good people will always be rewarded." She sat behind him, pinched the side of his coat, and smiled, "Alright, let's go!" ”

Even though the distance between the two was not particularly close, his face couldn't help but flush slightly.

"Hold on!"

The horse neighed and galloped away.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the horse's hooves gradually slowed down, she shrunk tightly behind the little brother in front of her, and was about to freeze into a popsicle, the attendant stiffened his back because of her approach, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. (To be continued.) )