Finally couldn't see those gray friars, Wei Ci smiled and breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time she was surprised to find that she only took a few steps out of that area, and the scenery she saw changed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The previous dark red had been replaced by a snow-white color, but a few steps away, it was already a world of difference. The snow was covered in all directions, and the bitter cold wind blew fiercely, making her robe hunting and her long hair fluttering wildly.

The cold wind whipped up goose-feathered snowflakes like steel knives scraping bones.

For a moment, her face was already covered with a layer of wind and snow, her feet were sunk into the snow, and a thin layer of snow had accumulated on her robe.

Wei Ci didn't have the spiritual power to operate, and even if the wind and snow raged, he still couldn't affect her in the slightest. Naturally, the steamed buns were not affected.

It's just that every once in a while, Wei Ci has to shake his robe lightly to shake off the snow on his body.

In the vast white world, in addition to the sound of wind and snow, there is only the sound of "creaking" on the snow. Two lines of deep footprints will be re-covered in a moment, and no trace will be found.

This is the only way to reach the treasury of the monk named Shan'an.

In the entire vast and boundless space, it seemed that she was the only living thing.

There was a dead silence.

"Whew-whew-"

The howling sound of the cold wind is like a sad whimper, which makes people feel uneasy.

But Wei Ci didn't hear it, his steps were unhurried, and there was no trace of waves in his eyes.

"Whew!"

There was something more in the swept snowflakes, and it slammed into the door of Wei Porcelain, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Stopping suddenly, Wei Ci did not draw his sword, but turned his right palm into a phantom, leaned out like lightning, and accurately pinched the object that hit him.

"Gah!"

A piercing scream rang out, drowning out the sound of the wind and snow.

Wei Ci's palm tightened instantly, locking the remaining half of the scream in his throat, directly pinching off the fragile throat bone, and throwing it aside.

A half-meter-long snow-white demon beast with blood-red eyes, a pair of sharp claws with three inches in size, and black and red claw tips, looking very much like a crow.

"Quack!"

Angry hiss came and went, chaotic wings flapped from far and near, and several snow-white shadows sped rapidly in the wind and snow, shooting towards Wei Ci.

Seeing this, Mantou subconsciously grabbed her robe to prevent herself from being thrown out.

Wei Ci coldly hooked the corners of her mouth, without the slightest panic, and glory appeared in her hands. She thought it would be able to hold back for a while!

She had felt something follow her since a few hours ago, and she had been waiting for it to strike.

The heavy sword was wielded arbitrarily in his hand, as if without a trace of weight. One after another sword qi mixed with the wind and snow roared out, and every sword qi did not fall short, and from time to time a snow crow fell to the ground......

The strongest is no more than the snow crow in the middle stage of Qi training, and Wei Ci has no pressure to deal with it.

None of the snow crows that pounced on them were spared, and they fell into the snow and never got up again, and their bodies were soon re-covered by the heavy snow.

The snow crows gathered more and more, no longer hiding their traces, and surrounded the guard porcelain in the middle, and there were hundreds of them at least at a rough glance.

There are both big and small, and they are all flashing with snow-white wings towards Wei Porcelain one after another. The blood-red eyes flashed with a crazy fierce light, staring at Wei Ci.

Wei Ci kicked his right foot, did not retreat but advanced, his body ejected out like a cannonball, and he took the initiative to fly into the air to meet the snow crows.

The piercing screams were endless, and Wei Ci turned into a hazy shadow, harvesting the life of the snow crow.

None of the snow crows are her enemies.

After a while, Wei Ci's body was covered with the corpse of the snow crow, and the bright red blood was frozen into ice, and she stepped on it, smashing the bright red ice crystals, and the ground was in a mess.

The cold wind howled and the snowflakes swept in, burying all traces little by little.

Wei Ci shook the snowflakes on his body, took out all the hundreds of snow crow demon cores on the ground, put them away, and continued to move forward.

A brutal killing didn't bother her in the slightest.

From the beginning of understanding what the immortal cultivation world is like, she must have the determination to kill. She will not shamelessly kill and take treasure out of jealousy, but she will not allow anyone to take food from her; She won't kill casually, but she won't allow people to kill casually.

She had been prepared for a long time, and now she didn't feel much when she saw this tragic scene.

After sorting out everything, Wei Ci stepped forward again.

After killing several large monsters along the way, and walking for a few more days, she still hadn't reached the treasure house mentioned in the map, and she began to wonder if the monk had lied to her.

To her surprise, the wind and snow were getting smaller and smaller, and the snow was gradually disappearing.

She looked up and saw that there was a patch of green ahead.

Tall ancient trees, thick vines, flowers and plants everywhere, and the faint sound of flowing water can be heard.

It seems to be spring.

The harsh winter directly enters the warm and warm spring, and Wei porcelain is a little uncomfortable.

Dust off the remaining snowflakes on your hair jacket to prevent them from melting and wetting your clothes, and gently step on the green grass.

In an instant, the wind and snow disappeared completely.

The fragrance of flowers is fragrant, and the fish in the river in front of them jump up, bringing a burst of crystal splash.

Everything has changed dramatically.

The Douchen world is really ...... Magical?

In a short period of time, she has seen a variety of different scenes.

Suddenly, Wei Ci's ears moved, as if there was a familiar voice.

"Rong Yeran, for the sake of seeing how handsome you look, hand over the burning grass, I can be the master and let you leave safely, how about it?"

"Heh~ You want me to hand over the love flower? You Changle - Are you thinking a little too beautiful?! ”

"Do you really want to pay it?"

"Young Master Rong, you better hand it over, otherwise ......"

"Shut up! You're just a dog of You Changle, and you're not qualified to talk to me! ”

"You-you're deceiving people too much!"

"Rong Yeran~ Shu Qing is right~ If I don't hand it over again, I will really stop thinking about the old love!"

A faint quarrel came, and Wei Ci leaned over silently, hiding behind a tall ancient tree.

A group of five people.

Rong Yeran's face was extremely ugly, the ink fan in his hand was stained with blood, I don't know if it was his or someone else's, he was confronting a sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman, it must be You Changle in Rong Yeran's mouth.

Looking at You Changle, who has a beautiful face and a pair of seductive peach eyes.

Wei Ci's eyes flashed.

You Changle?

It's a little familiar, as if in the past few days by the lake, I've heard others talk about it, if she remembers correctly, she's a member of the Hehuan Sect, right?

How did Rong Yeran get into trouble with them?

And the old love, it's interesting now......

Next to You Changle was a woman with clear eyebrows, presumably Shu Qing, and the other two were two men.

You Changle and his party cultivated except for You Changle and that Shu Qing who were in the middle stage of foundation building, and the other two men were all at the peak of foundation building, but they were led by You Changle......

You don't have to think about it to know that You Changle's strength must not be weak, or even stronger than those two men.

Rong Yeran smiled coldly, "When have you ever read the old love!" ”

You Changle's slender jade fingers played with a strand of black hair that fell on his chest, circling around Rong Yeran's side.

Wei Ci observed that Rong Yeran's hand holding the ink fan tightened, obviously very wary of You Changle.

You Changle shook off his black hair and said casually: "Ah Ran, you really know me~ I'm so happy~"

She smiled brightly.

"Me...... It's really a person who doesn't miss the old love! Anyone can be a killer, you've been taught! ”

You Changle's face changed, and a pair of slender jade hands suddenly turned black, and sharp nails grew out, slamming into Rong Yeran's face.

Rong Yeran had already prepared, and with a flash of the ink fan, he blocked You Changle's blow, but he couldn't control a few steps back.

"My next attack, I don't know if Ah Ran can block it~ This is my new thing, why don't you start it for it? If Ah Ran promised Changle, he would be very happy~"

After the blow, You Changle's face changed again, and he became more smiling, as if he had gotten a toy and wanted to share it with his friends.

However, few people want to share this kind of thing.

Even the four people who were with her subconsciously avoided You Changle's edge.

They know what You Changle is like inside, and if they get in her way, she won't care if you are a companion or not.

"You want my life? You Changle, if you have the ability, come and get it-"

Rong Yeran was probably stimulated by her, and he looked a little irrational at this time.

It was desperate to attack You Changle.

You Changle smiled contemptuously when he saw this, and when Rong Yeran came to the front, he grabbed his ink fan with both hands, "Ah Ran, don't you remember what Aunt Lan said?" ”

"Shut up! You Changle, shut up-"

Rong Yeran looked like crazy.

Boom!

As soon as You Changle shook his hand, Rong Yeran was thrown a few meters away, spitting out black blood, he wanted to get up, but he couldn't hold it anymore.

He was originally injured when he was fighting with the guardian beast of the Burning Love Flower, but he didn't expect to meet You Changle, which was really unlucky!

It seems that this Douchen realm is the place where his soul is gone.

He was not reconciled......

You Chang Le Shi walked to his side, picked up the burning flower that fell on the ground, and then walked in front of Rong Yeran, looking down at Rong Yeran condescendingly, "Ah Ran, why haven't you made any progress at all?" If you lose in three or two clicks, you will have no sense of accomplishment~"

You Changle's tone paused slightly, and then said: "Otherwise, Changle will understand you this time, and you will die in the hands of others." ”

You Changle's hand was raised again, and the black light flashed on his fingertips.

Wei Ci turned out from behind the tree, "I said, can you wait a minute?" ”

The tips of You Changle's fingernails were already above Rong Yeran's half-closed eyes, and he subconsciously paused when he heard the voice of a stranger.

Turning his head and asking, "Who are you?" ”

Wei Ci approached step by step, looking at Rong Yeran, who had no strength to look at her on the ground, and smiled, "Senior Brother Rong, don't you mind if I intervene?" ”

Wei Ci saw Rong Yeran's throat move, but he didn't make a sound.

You Changle smiled, "Who am I~ It turned out to be Ah Ran's junior sister~" She had a look of sudden realization on her face, but her hand moved again-

Fortunately, Wei Ci already had an embankment, and attacked You Changle's head with the spiritual power secretly stored in his hand. If the spiritual power only attacked You Changle's hand, Wei Ci estimated that You Changle's eyes would not blink, her heart was too ruthless, so ruthless that in order to kill a person, she would do something that would hurt the enemy by one thousand and damage eight hundred.

Don't attack her head, I'm afraid she won't avoid it.