Although the snowy mountains are cold, as long as it does not snow, the sun rises diligently every day, trying to conquer this mysterious world of ice and snow.

Su Zizhong hasn't come back yet, it seems that he should stay in the city guard mansion to eat today, just now a waiter from the welcome building came to invite Pu Cao to eat, it happened that Pu Cao had a pain in his stomach for a while, asked the waiter a convenient location, grabbed a stack of soft linen paper and was about to vent his pleasure.

"Ouch!" A woman's exclamation.

With his head down, he trotted towards the thatched hut and rushed to the foot of the grass, and the heavens and the earth swirled, and a soft touch came from under him, and a fragrance slowly penetrated into his nose.

"It smells so good." This fragrance is so good, Pucao subconsciously sucked his nose hard.

"Smack!" Pu Cao's face ached.

Only then did she find that it was Princess Lingzi who was pressing under her, Princess Lingzi's apricot eyes widened angrily, covering her chest with one hand, and instinctively twisting around, trying to break free from Pu Cao's body.

The unexpected joy, the surprise of the abrupt beauty, and the helplessness of being carried away by happiness, in just a few moments, the expression on Pu Cao's face was extremely rich.

"Ahh Princess Lingzi is still a girl who has not left the pavilion, when has she been treated like this, the frightened snowbird screamed loudly.

Pu Cao was afraid of causing a misunderstanding, so she hurriedly said, "Don't shout, don't shout, I didn't mean to." He didn't know what he was thinking, Xu was afraid that the idea of attracting the guards of the welcome building would prevail, so he stretched out a hand to cover Ling Zi's mouth.

Ling Zi was even more frightened, his feet kicked indiscriminately, no matter what a noble princess or a small family jasper, when he suddenly encountered this kind of situation, he would probably sacrifice the big killing weapon of women fighting----- scratching, scratching, and biting.

Ling Zi's nails scratched Pu Cao's face, and Pu Cao's face suddenly had several blood marks.

Pu Cao couldn't wait for two more hands, holding the soft linen paper left and right, but neither of them had practiced, many behaviors were based on the instinct of strain, Pu Cao's hand was still on Ling Zi's mouth, and finally pressed one of Ling Zi's hands with his elbow, facing Ling Zi's other hand that was scratching and fluttering, he had to let go of the soft linen paper, and it took a lot of effort to hold Ling Zi down.

The two of them were stunned by the sound of hissing.

The leather robe that Ling Zi was wearing outside was torn in the struggle, and Pu Cao's half-cut hand pressed against a soft and round place.

Ling Ziwa cried, and he didn't know how to think of Yu Zhen in his mind, he used to be with Yu Zhen, both of them were polite and self-controlled, and they deliberately opened the door to avoid suspicion when they stayed in a room, when they were treated like this when they were so big.

For a while, Ling Zi forgot to struggle, and tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

After all, Pucao grew up in the three more episodes where the lower riba people gathered, although he has never tasted the taste of a woman, but he has heard a lot of meat words, and he also reacted at the moment and inadvertently pressed it out of place. Pu Cao saw that Ling Zi was not struggling, but panicked, and didn't know what to say or do for a while, so he stupidly kept the posture in his hand and pressed it.

There was a sharp pain between the two legs, and the pain made Pu Cao's whole body tighten, clamping one of Ling Zi's beautiful feet.

Fortunately, Ling Zi's strength is not very large, otherwise Pu Cao would not need to practice the Ice Waterfall Sutra, and he would be able to directly change the legendary supreme divine skill, the Sunflower Treasure Book.

Neither of them could move, so they maintained a weird and fragrant posture.

This is the corner of the welcome building, and usually no one comes, who has nothing to do with the edge of the thatched house.

It looks like it's gone through the vicissitudes of life, but in fact, it's just a snap of a finger, and it's not the guards who save the scene, but a thunderous stinky fart from Pucao.

I didn't feel it when I was struggling just now, but at this time, Pu Cao's stomach was rumbling, and it seemed that she couldn't hold it back.

Pu Cao hurriedly let go of Ling Zi, got up and rushed to the thatched house with his legs between his legs, and didn't even have time to say sorry to Ling Zi.

After a thousand miles of pouring, it was easy for Pucao to wake up.

Before getting up, I borrowed strength from Ling Zi, how can I count the heavy pressure?

If I'm not mistaken, the soft linen paper should be scattered on the floor of the corridor outside at this time, how can I get out later?

This is over, Princess Lingzi must think that I am a frivolous person.

However, it feels so good!

Phew, what are you thinking about, let's think about how to get out.

Outside, Princess Lingzi also quickly got up and patted the snow stains and dust on her body, but fortunately, no one saw the scene just now. Ling Zi felt that his face was so hot that it could burn, and when the cold wind blew, he roughly knew that he should have misunderstood the black boy who didn't talk much in Liujiabao.

Zuo Shi's words made him feel very depressed, Ling Zi didn't let the maid follow, and wanted to come out to blow the cold wind.

My father and Emperor Feng were like brothers back then, how can I say the opposite? Yu Zhen, who has been with his childhood sweetheart since he was a child, has been a pair of fairy couples that everyone envies, how did he become enemies in an instant?

Could it be that the emperor's throne is so tempting that people can abandon everything?

Ling Zi was worried about his father who was far away in Fengguo, and Zuo Shi said that the front line of Giant Elephant Mountain was like a meat grinder devouring the lives of soldiers every day, and his father didn't know what to do on the front line. Thinking about Yu Zhen, who appeared in Longguo in the rumor, if they met at that time, how should they face the fifteenth prince who was once high-spirited and almost became his husband.

There was something on his mind, so Ling Zi didn't pay attention, and walked out of the courtyard door along the corridor covering the snow in the welcome building, but he didn't expect to collide with Pu Cao.

The inland black boy of Liujiabao is as annoying as the hellhound, and he dares to...

Lingzi, who blushed with a shy face, fled back to the courtyard where the envoy of Fengguo lived like a thief.

The wild goose singing stream in the valley of the wild goose.

The black-robed people have been getting together very often lately. In the past, I have been on a trip to the Yanming Stream for several years, but this year I have come three times.

Before the Yaksha arrived, the first few black-robed people were chatting.

"You guys are better, Fengguo is the farthest from here, and every time this king comes over, he relies on his true qi to support, so I'm really tired." The Garuda Mask-Bearer complained.

"You Golden-winged Dapeng King is still afraid of spending a little bit of true anger, don't let the Yaksha King hear it, otherwise you will hang up like last time, but you will have to bear it." The Mahoroga mask teased.

"Jinnaro asked Daye to bite Fengguo, the work over there in Fengguo is not easy to do, fortunately Ling Yingxia is obedient, otherwise this king will really be stripped of a layer of skin." Remembering the anger of the Yaksha King last time, Garuda still had palpitations.

"It's also the fastest life of Mohou Luojia, the people of Yu are stupid, show a little bit of means to get the ancestors to appear a few times, and the king of Dayu is about to lick his toes." Qian's tone was a little jealous, "Muguo people are not easy to fool, Zhang Junda is submissive to me on the surface, but in fact he has sprinkled a lot of dark lines to touch my bottom." Hmph, it's just a waste of effort. ”

Asura had just returned from the Great Snow Mountain, and the place was cold, but the sun was still comfortable in the Luoyan Valley, and he didn't bother to participate in the complaints of a few people, squinting his eyes to enjoy the sun.

"Shh

The Yaksha King descended from the sky, his black robe unfurled, obscuring the sunlight above the heads of the five people.

The chattering people hurriedly stood with their hands tied and reported their progress to the Yaksha Mask one by one.

Longguo Snow Eagle City, a leather goods store.

Qi Zhuangwei sat on the counter with the knife across his knees.

People who don't have enough status can't enter this shop, and those who can enter this shop have a reason why Qi Zhuangwei can't see them.

The teenage boy in front of Qi Zhuangwei still had a hint of childishness on his face, and he didn't speak after entering the door, but he looked here and there, and seemed to be more patient than Qi Zhuangwei.

Qi Zhuangwei didn't squint, as if the boy didn't exist, Qi Zhuangwei assured He Weifeng that except for Ding Yang, no matter who it was, as long as there was no warrant from He Weifeng, if he wanted to take away the shadow and detain a piece of paper, he had to step on Qi Zhuangwei's corpse.

"Lord Qi has had a hard day, but Snow Eagle City hasn't been so nervous in years." The young man has a feminine appearance, and his voice is not loud, but it is very penetrating.

Qi Zhuangwei didn't raise his eyelids.

"The prince's brother died, my father was very sad, I used to envy the prince's brother who was born a few years earlier than me, and he could become the next Emperor Long, it's not that I didn't want to fight, as long as Daxueshan agrees, why can't I become Emperor Long. But now he's dead. The boy paused, and said word by word, "Like a dead snow hound, the corpse has been dissected." ”

"These words of the second prince, let's go back and talk to those ministers, I am a knife in the Great Snow Mountain, I can't see or hear, I only know how to kill." Of course, Qi Zhuangwei knew that this person was the second prince of Longguo, otherwise he would not have been able to enter this shop.

Unlike the people who went to the shop, many people before were either coerced or enticed, or kowtowed and begged for mercy. The second prince was not, and he didn't seem to want anything from Qi Zhuangwei.

The second prince didn't follow Qi Zhuangwei's words, and said to himself, "Shadow Annihilation has killed so many people in Snow Eagle City, and the evidence is conclusive, I heard that those heads are frozen together, it must be very spectacular." It is almost an open secret that Lord Ding is in the Sleeping Moon Pavilion, and the father should have gone to the Sleeping Moon Pavilion at this moment, and yes, the father should be worried about the attitude of the Great Snow Mountain. ”

Qi Zhuangwei wanted to speak and stopped, but finally remained silent.

"And I'm different, I'm just going to Lord Qi to walk around, so I should be like it. It is the duty of a son to share the worries of his father, if I don't come, I am afraid that many people will make noise in the ears of my father. ”

"In fact, what is there to be afraid of, if the hands and feet are broken, they will not die, as long as the life is still there, the hands and feet will grow sooner or later, but no one can figure out such a simple truth."

"I heard that someone used the same weight of gold in exchange for the evidence in Lord Qi's hands, if this is the case, then Lord Qi has to take care of these things, after all, it is a lot of money."

"If Lord Qi doesn't feel like it's fun, I can still send something to Lord Qi, maybe Lord Qi will be very interested."

"Hahaha......"

The feminine-looking second prince put a stack of papers on the counter, followed the example of an adult, and put his hands behind his back and smiled.

Qi Zhuangwei glanced at it, and behind each person's name, there was a clear record of the evidence of these people's crimes.

At a young age, he knew how to kill people with a knife.

Pu Cao, who was two years older than him, was covering his face tightly at this time, revealing only a pair of eyes.

Fortunately, everyone in the mission was covering their mouths and noses, but the grass was slightly more covered, and it didn't look so weird.

Su Zizhong's cracked mouth has not been closed in the past few days, and from time to time he almost fell off his horse with laughter, and the boring time of rushing was all passed by Pucao's jokes.