Li Hongmei woke up and left with a few simple words.

She was walking alone in the snow, when the snow beneath her feet suddenly stirred, and a round head came out of the ground.

Li Hongmei was taken aback and subconsciously kicked out.

"Ahh

The owner of the head let out a miserable scream and jumped out: "Senior Sister Hongmei, don't do it, it's me." ”

The screams awakened the silence of dawn, and another figure rose from the snow.

Li Hongmei recognized these two people, who were Zhu and Hou, who were closest to Yu Jinsong on weekdays.

"What are you?"

The two of them had been frozen and shivering, if it weren't for Li Hongmei's kick, I am afraid that they would have frozen to death in the wind and snow unconsciously.

Li Hongmei raised her hand to cast a spell, and used fire energy to generate two warm heat currents that rushed towards Zhu and Hou.

Only then did the two gradually regain a trace of vitality.

The monk surnamed Hou was speechless, and raised his hand tremblingly and pointed behind Li Hongmei.

Not far away, a snowman sitting cross-legged suddenly cracked, the snow flakes fell to the ground, and the person inside slowly got up and walked towards Li Hongmei step by step.

Yu Jinsong's state at the moment was not much better than that of Zhu Hou and the others, his teeth chattered between his lips, and two blue-green icicles hung under his snort.

But in order to maintain his demeanor, he still forced himself to pull out a self-righteous smile on his face, and the left hand hidden behind him, his five fingers were already stiff to the point of being unconscious, but he was still clutching a brocade box.

Yu Jinsong's two trembling legs turned into an exaggerated inner eight, and his walking posture was like that of an old lady in her seventies and eighties.

As soon as he walked in front of Li Hongmei, he tripped over his right foot with his left foot carelessly, and planted face down on the snow with a pop.

When Zhu and Hou saw his five-body appearance on the ground, they wondered if this sense of ceremony was too grand?

Li Hongmei shook her head and released a stream of heat again, driving away some of the cold for him.

Yu Jinsong stumbled and said, "Red, red, red...... Sister Hongmei, you're finally back, for ...... Brother has been waiting for you here for a long time. ”

"Come back?" Li Hongmei frowned, looked back at Qingfeng Ju, and happened to see a figure flickering behind the mountain wall.

She wondered, "What's the matter with you?" ”

Yu Jinsong's cultivation is much more advanced than Zhu and Hou, and his complexion has improved a lot at this moment, and he no longer stutters when he speaks.

He said excitedly: "Don't talk about this yet, I have something good to show you." ”

"Good stuff?" Li Hongmei was confused, and couldn't guess what demon he wanted to be?

"Wait."

Yu Jinsong stretched out his right hand behind him with a mysterious look and opened the wooden box.

He knelt down on one knee, held the golden hairpin in the box with his right hand, and sent it to Li Hongmei with a whoosh.

"Look!"

Yu Jinsong was hungry and cold at the moment, and his mind was all on Li Hongmei's reaction, but he didn't notice that the energy attached to the golden hairpin suddenly detonated, breaking the object in two.

He grabbed half of the golden hairpin and handed it to Li Hongmei, but the remaining half and the valuable pearl were left in the wooden box.

Li Hongmei looked at his fists clenched into white-skinned bird claws and asked, "What are you looking at?" ”

Yu Jinsong stood in place like a frozen quail, extremely embarrassed.

"Senior sister, you, I, look, do you see that my nails are beautifully manicured?" He clenched his fists, not daring to let the broken hairpin in his palm appear, the smile on his face was frozen like ice and snow, his voice became smaller and smaller, and when he said the last few words, it was extremely stiff and dry, it was even worse than crying and mourning.

At this time, it didn't matter whether Yu Jinsong's nails were well repaired or not, because he found that Li Hongmei's face in front of him had become very ugly.

Li Hongmei pushed him away and left with a black face, and after a while, her scolding came from far behind.

"As soon as I went out, I came across three dirty things. Phew, that's unlucky! ”

Zhu and Hou twisted their stiff necks and glanced at each other, wanting to cry without tears.

They were diligent in their plans, and they almost took their lives after freezing in the snow all night, but in the end not only did the plan fail, but also lost a precious golden hairpin.

The cold wind was swishing, and the cold in the snow was pressing, but the two of them felt a chill more terrifying than the wind and snow coming from their side.

Yu Jinsong's face was full of a hideous smile.

"Two junior brothers, you can explain to your brother well, what is going on?"

"Teacher, senior brother, calm down."

"Calm down? I'm really cold right now, but I can't calm down at all. If the two junior brothers want to be calm, they can be fulfilled as brothers. Is it cold enough in Yizhuang's coffin, is it quiet enough? ”

"Senior brother, I really don't know what's going on?"

"That is, there is a problem with the golden hairpin that you two brought, what peerless master craftsman made of purple gold, it is clearly a fake bought on the stall."

"The golden hairpin is really genuine."

"Senior brother, I know, the golden hairpin will conclude that it is because he has been freezing in the snow all night."

"Fart, if it weren't for this bullshit golden hairpin, most of the true qi would be used to protect the wooden box, and Lao Tzu would be frozen like a dog?" Yu Jinsong threw the wooden box on Senior Brother Hou's face, and he no longer had the demeanor of the past, and spit out dirty words for the first time in his life, "You two turtle sons are bastards, you are obviously deliberately harming Lao Tzu, and you will die." ”

"Ahh

"Senior brother, spare your life!"

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Mo Hansheng didn't finish watching this farce, and was standing behind Li Hongmei's wooden house at the moment, holding a long knife in his hand to cut the rocks on the mountain wall.

After two hours, a two-foot hole was cut in the mountain wall.

The opening was cleverly placed, and after it was penetrated, a faint ray of sunlight poured into the valley along the passage and shone on the leafless tree.

Mo Hansheng clapped his hands, took some water from the pond and watered it, and returned to the bamboo building.

He took out the jade box that he had traded with the Perfect Child.

Although it is nominally a transaction, everyone understands that they have taken a big advantage, and this big advantage is sent to the door by the other party, which is very intriguing.

Childe obviously wants to befriend him, but what is his reason for doing so?

The two of them clearly met for the first time, and the other party recognized himself by this side, and Mo Hansheng couldn't guess what he had in him worthy of the other party's stammer.

Only the phrase "the road is successful, don't forget the friendship of the transaction" seems to explain the other party's motives.

But he was just a low-level cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm, how could the other party be sure that he would definitely be able to attain the Dao in the future?

Mo Hansheng shook his head, since he couldn't figure it out, he had to put this matter aside for the time being.

Now that he is about to face the unpredictable trip to Yunmeng Canyon and the Demon Refining Sect, he is also burdened with the blood debt of Lu Chengfeng, which can be said to be uncertain in the future, unpredictable in life and death, and he is not afraid of being overwhelmed by debts.

It's just that the world is unpredictable, I didn't expect that there would be a group of Yunmeng Canyon before going to the Demon Refining Sect, otherwise he wouldn't have taken away Lu Chengfeng's many relics, after all, there are still some good talisman treasures among them.

However, at this time, it is useless to regret it, and the top priority at the moment is to improve as many cultivation as possible.

After thinking about this, he finally made up his mind to reach out and open the jade box.

Suddenly, a breathtaking and astonishing cold gushed out from the box, and in a blink of an eye, it filled the entire bamboo building, and the room was white and invisible.

But the 10,000-year-old cold jade did not stop, and continued to spit out extremely cold air, seeping out towards the outside of the bamboo building.

In a moment, the bamboo tower has been transformed into a crystal clear igloo, but fortunately, the sky is dark at this time, and the entire Egret Peak is covered with heavy snow, so no one notices the strange situation here.

The fog in the room gradually dissipated, Mo Hansheng opened his eyes, and the tables, chairs, furniture, and all kinds of furnishings in the room were all frozen in thick ice without exception.

He reached out and touched the ice, and an extreme coldness flowed through his fingers and along the meridians into the sea of qi, and the rudimentary form of the air flow that had not yet taken shape trembled, and then an endless desire sprung up.

Mo Hansheng immediately began to meditate with his eyes closed, concentrating on absorbing the endless cold qi around him.

Time flies by.

On this day, Mo Hansheng was awakened by a slightly cool dampness, and the water droplets fell from the beams of the house, fell on the shoulders and neck, fell on the knees, and fell on the desk.

The entire bamboo building was wet, the water had not passed the couch, all the ice condensed on the bamboo building had melted, and the countless cold air was absorbed by Mo Hansheng.

He opened his eyes, and tomorrow was the day he agreed with Li Hongmei to enter Yunmeng Canyon.

He pinched the trick lightly, and his second finger of the middle index pointed at the water surface that was a foot high, and the stagnant water actually gushed up like a fountain.

Mo Hansheng pointed again, and the spring water flowed down the window to the outside of the house under his guidance.

In a short time, all the water and dampness in the house have been drained away, and it has returned to its former appearance.

Mo Hansheng's clothes had dried up at some point, he glanced at the landscape paintings hanging on the stone wall, hesitated for a moment, and then opened the mechanism and entered the secret room.