The weather has become colder and colder, not only the snowflakes on Yunfu Peak, but even the relatively low Luoxia Peak, which is foggy and cold in the morning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Regardless of what these participating scholars think, and no matter what vicious accidents occur during the competition, a full week has passed since the competition, and it is time to find out.

Yuan Qinqin found that her few remaining clansmen were gradually settling down, and some fresh faces often ran to their residences to look for them.

It turned out that before they knew it, they had made friends again.

Their root-taking characteristics were already evident in the Shang Capital City, and now they are growing like weeds.

The people who were sent out of the bureau were not immediately sent out, but all of them were left on the medicine mountain to be taken care of. Yuan Qinqin went to see them during the period, Du Lao's disciples were first-class in technology, and there was nothing to worry about.

A day ago, Dugu Zhangyuan visited the door in person, this time with a naturalization list.

Duguchen made the reason clear, and Yuan Qinqin signed without saying much.

The moment they put down the pen, the stones in their hearts fell to the ground.

They all have an account for the future.

The introductory ceremony arrived as scheduled in this snowy season. The new disciples were eagerly awaiting, looking forward to being assigned to the master of their choice to practice.

The peaks of the Zhutian Mountains are continuous, with a total of three mountains and five peaks, Mr. Junyu's Yourong Mountain Chief, Old Man Du's Medicine Mountain Chief Doctor, and most of Xijing's disciples are happy to choose these two.

The Lingyuan Peak of the Dugu Palm Academy taught the disciples how to use spiritual power according to their talents, and the unattainable Yunfu Peak was inaccessible, which was left for the disciples to try.

Luoxia Peak, where the flowers fall, and Wugu Ridge, which is the twelfth of the Yuan Dynasty, can practice spells related to clothing and food respectively, and the cold Ye Xingyun is in charge of the Sword Peak, and the divine soldiers in the world are all from this.

There is also a miscellaneous gathering place, the surname of the head of the courtyard is Sansi, he is an extremely soft person, and the Weiqin Peak where he is located teaches everything, and there are many weirdos.

But none of the disciples who had worked so hard to enter the Heavenly Gate would be willing to go to Weiqin Peak.

Yuan Qinqin carefully read the introduction booklet similar to the volunteer application manual, this Weiqin Feng is a bit like the existence of the Weiqin Branch of Zhutian University.

It's a place that only has a name but no practical significance, and many children who just want to come in and mix brands will be assigned there.

Yuan Qinqin shook her head, she didn't want to go to such a place to study.

Close the booklet in your hand. She couldn't help but shudder. Looking out the window at the snowflakes, the figure of a child appeared vaguely in the snow.

Yuan Doudou. You haven't experienced such a cold day yet, have you?

Where had they seen such a snowy day when they were on Enan Island, and there was no such thing in the ancient merchant capital where time was stagnant.

On the day he left, it was snowing in Haili County, but this kid was not lucky to see it.

Yuan Qinqin hugged her arms and rubbed them: What does the place where the demons live like? Could it be snowing too?

****

Futu Realm

Since the beginning of winter, the weather has been in the hands of a delirious madman, and it has become a common thing to be able to see all kinds of weather in a single day.

The palace in the corner of the Demon Palace is covered with a transparent barrier like a substance, and no matter what the weather outside, it is always as warm as spring inside.

The people in the palace have done almost nothing in the past six months, just helplessly looking at the things soaked in the medicine pool in the center of the main hall.

"How's it going today?" A green-cheeked squire walked to the door with a hot tub and whispered to the people inside.

The man in the door shook his head naturally and habitually, took the basin and closed the door.

The demon attendant at the door shook his head slightly and sighed: "Poor ......." ”

When the man walked away, a man dressed in a black fur coat appeared in the snow and walked into the barrier.

The snowflakes on Obsidian's body melted away due to the change in temperature, wetting all the hairs on her cloak.

His face was covered with weather, and his white hair was neatly tied up in a golden ring, draped behind his head.

Every day he would come to take a look, but more and more he did not want to go inside, and he did not want to face the situation inside.

The demon attendant inside had already wiped the children soaking in the medicine pool with a hot towel dipped in the pot.

Yes, a child.

The small body is transparent, and the eyelashes tremble slightly. There was a faint glow all over his body, as if he was about to turn into a ray of light and then disappear.

A scarred man sat on the side, releasing his spiritual power in the direction of the child.

Suddenly, she saw the look that came through the crack in the window.

There was hope for survival in his eyes, and he shouted loudly: "Old Lord, Old Lord, I was wrong!" Please spare me! ”

But she couldn't move, only her voice was bitter and desperate, and her eyes were waiting for the eyes behind the lattice.

She felt that she was about to die, her spiritual power had already been exhausted, and now it was her life that was flowing to that child!

The voice of the Yin Owl came through the window: "Phantom Dance, you said you had a way. ”

Although the demon attendant next to him was so shocked by this scene that his heart trembled, he still didn't dare to stop the movements in his hand, and he shook Suo Suo and wiped the towel against the child's fragile skin.

The person in ragged clothes and with a withered face turned out to be the pink-clothed beauty Phantom Dance who had caught a glimpse on the Demon Palace.

She had long since lost her former charm, her skin clinging to her bones like dry bark.

She wanted to shake her head, but she didn't even have the strength to do so.

She had no choice, she originally thought that the young master was just a child who was not adaptable, so she volunteered to come out and take it.

Who knew that this child turned out to be her amulet!

The medical saint who found the Soul Planter Clan couldn't keep the child anyway, and now he just relied on the spiritual power of a high-level cultivator like them who had practiced for a hundred years to hang the child's life.

But everyone can see that this is just a drop in the bucket, and it is just a symptom but not a cure.

In fact, they once proposed to send the child back to his Terran adoptive mother in the Yuanding Continent, maybe he could save his life.

But the person who came up with this idea has now been drained of his spiritual power and buried in this child.

The old lord seems to have a very obsession with letting his relatives leave him and go to the human world, and would rather torture himself and everyone like this than try to let go.

There was a panic in his brain, and the demon servant with tears in his eyes suddenly felt a lightness in his hand, and the child's skin, which was originally still a little textured, suddenly became transparent at this moment!

She was so startled that the towel had penetrated the child and fell directly into the medicine in the medicine pool, making a crackling sound.

Seeing this, the people outside hurriedly strode in and personally delivered spiritual power to the child.

I saw that the child's cheeks were unnaturally jade-colored, but it was finally a substance, and the dark Yao seemed to be old and didn't know how old, and the bags under the eyes were going to slide to the chin.

He turned around tiredly and said coldly: "It's a day to stay, it's a day." ”

Phantom Dance, who was used as fertilizer, couldn't help crying: "Old Venerable Lord!! Spare your life! ”

****

Yuan Qinqin felt that she had seen Xiao Douding, but this kid was not very honest, and he ran around in a huge palace with her, but he refused to stop.

The more she chased, the more angry she became: "Little bunny." It's going to run away, right? ”

She saw a small piece of the child's garment peeking out of the corner of the palace, which she had made, and of course she could see it at a glance.

Fat Qin turned around lightly with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, but when he picked it up, it was just a piece of clothing.

With tears in his eyes, Xiao Douding looked at her pitifully, clasped his hands in front of him, and wore nothing on his body.

He gradually became transparent, and finally disappeared.

"Yuan Doudou?!" Yuan Qinqin was shocked.

(To be continued.) )