I was obviously left in the lake, why can't I find it?

Lin Xin'er soaked in the icy lake water, and the water droplets on her face were like ice particles, dripping on the surface of the lake.

The ice on the surface of the lake has almost broken off, some have sunk to the bottom of the lake, and some have stubbornly floated on the surface of the lake, like iceships that have lost their course.

Lin Xin'er was unwilling to throw away the things left to her by Ximen Jingxuan like this, adjusted it slightly, and decided to dive into the ice lake again.

The silver-faced man stood by the lake, watching everything, and his face under the silver face was as sharp and flamboyant as that of his domesticated eagle.

Just as Lin Xin'er floated under the surface again, the whistle in the silver-faced man's finger sounded again.

Several eagles flew to the top of Lin Xin'er's head in an instant, and when her head was just submerged in the water, they grabbed the person from the ice lake and hovered in the sky, waiting for the master's order.

Since ancient times, people have been very envious of flying, but when they were taken to the sky by an eagle, Lin Xin'er felt very helpless, after all, they were not their own wings, and the chill in the air was even worse.

The whistle of the silver-faced man changed, and the eagles followed and were instructed to fly in the southeast direction with Lin Xin'er.

To the southeast, it is the direction of the capital, but it is still a long way from the capital.

Passing through a dense forest, looking from the sky, covered in silver, stretching for dozens of miles.

Lin Xin'er knew that this should be Qixing Mountain, a mountain range located in the north of the Qingyuan Dynasty, before the Leng Dynasty, this mountain range separated this territory of the Qingyuan Dynasty and belonged to the two imperial courts.

When they went to the northern frontier, they did not climb over the main mountain, but passed through the official road built on the side.

At this time, Lin Xin'er was taken by the eagle to the sky above the main peak of Qixing Mountain, and at the same time loosened her claws.

Although there are preparations in advance, it is still difficult to control when people fall straight down. However, the coldest glacial lakes have already been submerged, and the branches and leaves of these snow-covered trees are even more insignificant.

However, Lin Xin'er didn't fall directly into the forest, and before she was about to touch the layer of silver, a net suddenly rose from the forest, covered Lin Xin'er, dragged it down, and disappeared into the forest in an instant.

The eagles went back the way they came, to pick up the silver-faced man.

Lin Xin'er, who was trapped in the net, quickly shuttled through the forest with this net, and almost fainted due to the consumption of a lot of physical strength and a large amount of cold air.

When the net stopped moving, Lin Xin'er opened an eye slit exhausted and found that she was already in a cave.

The cave is very wide, enough to compare with the cave leading to the valley of the Northern Xinjiang Sacred Palace, dozens of torches are burning on the rock wall of the cave, and there are several stoves burning in the cave.

It is not surprising that there are people of unknown origin hidden in the peaks and forests of the Seven Star Mountains.

The silver-faced man was brought back by the eagles, walked into the cave, and saw Lin Xin'er trapped in the net without any surprise, secretly approving, and said loudly to the seemingly empty cave, "Why are you still trapped in the net?" This girl is my guest. ”

When the sound fell, the net lifted Lin Xin'er up as if it could understand human words, and with a slight click, it spread out and closed.

Lin Xin'er threw it out of the net, and the net was also collected in the direction of the hole.

When she was in the net, Lin Xin'er recognized that this net should be called iron yarn and silk according to the records she had read before, and the workmanship was peculiar, the more she wanted to break away from it, the tighter it would be, and the silk was tough, and the general sharp blades were constantly chopping.

There are only two people left in the cave: the silver-faced man and Lin Xin'er.

Lin Xin'er stood up with support, waiting for the silver-masked man to approach and stand in front of her.

"Wouldn't that be nice? Just now, it was like crazy, just a jade plate, what's the big deal? The sound of the silver-faced man being covered behind a mask came from inside the cave.

Lin Xin'er in front of him, except for her pale face and physical discomfort, her overall complexion was very calm. If searching for jade plaques in the ice lake is like a howling wave, then at this time she is just a rippling lake.

Valuing that jade plaque is not for the people who can take advantage of Shangximen Jingxuan, but like the crescent dagger, it entrusts her love. This kind of care, people who have not loved deeply will not understand. This is what Lin Xin'er wants to say, but she won't really say it, let alone tell it to this person who doesn't know the details.

"You are reluctant to let go of Ximen Jingxuan, but Ximen Jingxuan is already preparing to appoint a new princess."

There was no need for Lin Xin'er to say more, the silver-faced man seemed to have guessed her thoughts at this time.

Lin Xin'er's pupils dilated a little, looked at the silver-faced man, and stared at those eyes tightly, as sharp as an eagle.

"Without the jade plate, don't you still have that dagger?" The silver-masked man continued.

Lin Xin'er's eyes widened a little further, and Ling Sheng asked, "Who are you?" ”

The burning stove in the cave made her frozen body soothe slightly, and her mouth didn't tremble too much when she spoke, but the cold and thin wet clothes stuck to her body, and the cold air still wrapped tightly around her.

And what is more terrifying than the cold is the identity of the person in front of him, who is so familiar with her, if it is not with "her", it is also with someone in the capital.

However, no matter who it is, it will not be Ximen Jingxuan's people.

"Why are you stupid and ask me questions that I can't get an answer to at the moment?" The silver-faced man said, walking towards a chair carved out of stone in the middle of the cavern.

Turn around, shake the hem of your clothes, and sit down, the whole action is crisp and neat, quite domineering.

Silverface, who lives in the hidden mountains and is accompanied by eagles, these points give him a wild mystery.

And what he said was clearly laughing at Lin Xin'er for being an idiot.

"Ahh

Lin Xin'er sneezed twice in succession, and this toss is estimated to be cold.

"Get me a shirt to change into." Lin Xin'er said, brushing her wet hair with her hand, and she could still wring out the water.

She knew what was most important to her at this time, and she didn't care about the ridicule of the silver-faced man, not to mention that ridicule was once commonplace for her.

"Are you sure I'll give it to you?" The silver-faced man straightened up and leaned back in his chair leisurely.

"You didn't get me here to wait to serve a sick person, did you?" Lin Xin'er asked rhetorically.

"I don't care about the sick, but it's my daily routine to feed the eagles with the dead." The silver face was humane, and a grim chill rolled up in his voice.