The spiritual root itself is a wood system, and when you don't cultivate, your body feels the cold wind, can you not be cold?

After listening to this, Fu Ling looked at Ye Mingxuan, then at Ye Mingyuan, and finally said: "Big brother, second brother, you should also take a break now, Feng Zhuo and I will keep vigil." ”

As soon as Ye Mingyuan heard this, he frowned: "Even if you want to rest, you go to rest, and we will guard it." ”

"Just a tent." Fu Ling looked at the two of them and said, "It's better for you to rest, don't worry, I'm by Feng Zhuo's side, it's cold." ”

When Feng Zhuo heard this, a smile appeared on his face, and he looked at Ye Mingyuan and said, "Big brother, don't worry, I won't let Ah Ling be cold." ”

Ye Mingyuan and Ye Mingxuan thought for a while, got up and walked into the tent.

After the two of them entered, Fu Ling sat down next to Feng Zhuo.

"Ah Ling, I'm holding you." Feng Zhuo looked at Fu Ling with clear eyes: "Then you won't be cold." ”

Whirling: "...... Don't use it for the time being, hold me when it's cold. ”

"Okay." After Feng Zhuo finished speaking, he looked at the fire that was carefully guarded, and his face was sullen.

Fu Ling looked at his depressed little expression, smiled a little, tilted his head, and leaned over.

When Fu Ling's head rested on his shoulder, Feng Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his lips rose slightly, and the next moment, he mobilized his spiritual power to protect Fu Ling's surroundings and isolate the cold wind.

This night, Fu Ling and Feng Zhuo have been sitting outside, because of Feng Zhuo's relationship, Fu Ling did not feel cold.

The three people in the tent were wrapped in two quilts and huddled together, and they didn't feel cold.

Early the next morning, after the wind and snow had subsided, several people hurried again.

On the eighth day of this stop-and-go, the bluebird approached the edge of the snowfield of death.

Ye Mingyuan asked the blue bird to pause, looked back at Fu Ling, and asked, "Ah Ling, do you fly in directly or stop outside?" ”

"Let me see." After Fu Ling finished speaking, he took out a painting from the space.

The painting on the painting is the place that Bei Miao said.

There is a snow lake.

There are many flowers next to the snow lake, and the color of those flowers is the same as the color of the snow, in the portrait of Bei Miao's prediction, Nan was chased by something with a wolf body in this place, and then fell somewhere, and those things with a wolf body kept chasing them, and finally Bei Miao saw Nan fall in a pool of blood.

Fu Ling stared at the painting in his hand for a moment, and then said: "When they had an accident, they definitely wanted to contact their uncle, but their uncle said that they had been missing for a day and had not been contacted, so he felt that something had happened, which shows that there is no contact in the Death Snowfield, but we are short of time, and we can't stop outside and wait for my uncle to come, so we have to find a way to bring a letter to my uncle." ”

After hearing this, Ye Mingxuan said, "Then tell my uncle directly, we are going to the Snow Lake?" ”

"Nope." Almost after Ye Mingxuan's words were finished, Fu Ling refused: "Uncle must know that there is no way to contact in the Death Snow Field, since there is no way to contact in the Snow Field, how do we know that there is a snow lake in the Death Snow Field?" ”

Fu Ling looked at Ye Mingxuan and said: "Second brother, don't forget, the reason why this place is called the Death Snow Field is because none of the people who entered it got out alive, and no one knows what is in the Snow Field, if we say that we are going to the Snow Lake before we go in, what do you think Uncle will think?" ”

"This ......" Ye Mingxuan looked at Fu Ling, not knowing what to say, he didn't expect Ah Ling to even guard against his uncle. 2k reading web