Qing Yan saw that he was leaning over from the wind and scolded, "Go away!" ”

What did he do wrong to be treated like this?

Looking at the sky speechlessly from the wind, he could only follow her silently.

"Hmm-ha!"

After walking for an unknown time, there was a shout behind him.

The three of them looked back in unison, and saw four big white dogs running towards them.

The big dog was muscular, with long hair flying up and down as it ran, and bursts of white mist came out of its mouth.

Each dog has a rope tied to its body and a wooden sleigh behind it.

The sleigh was large, and there was only one man sitting on it, wearing a bearskin coat, a fur hat on his head, and leather boots.

Almost there, the man stopped his sleigh and walked down.

He was short and stout, with long, squinted eyes and a particularly wide nose.

"Hi my dear drop friends!" As soon as the man approached, he stretched out his hand to Qingyan.

Qingyan didn't expect to encounter such a trendy way of greeting here, and was about to stretch out his hand, but was stopped by Congfeng.

"Be careful." She didn't let go of her outstretched hand after the wind pulled it down.

Qingyan lowered his eyes and glanced at the man who came over.

Plain, no malice, it doesn't look like a demon at all.

Why are there people in the Realm of Tranquility?

Look at the daily necessities hanging on his sleigh, they are all ordinary iron pots and shovels.

Demons shouldn't need this kind of thing, even if it's fake, the workmanship shouldn't be so rough.

Qingyan closed his eyes and sniffed lightly, only feeling a burst of coolness, and he couldn't feel the breath of the demon at all.

Look at Congfeng kicking people so much that they screamed, but the other party just scolded them endlessly, and while scolding, they also became extremely strong from the wind.

"I was the leader of the last Mighty Contest of our clan, but I didn't expect this little brother to be thin and thin, and his strength was not inferior to me."

He was surprised, but he didn't feel inferior at all.

I am very satisfied with my posture of repeated defeats.

A man is not afraid of losing, he is afraid of losing, and mentally, he is still strong.

"Skinny?" Congfeng didn't seem to be satisfied with this description, and a pair of dark eyes swelled with a dull luster, and turned to look at Qingyan.

Is that the point now?

Qingyan didn't take him and shook his head.

"Not skinny, very strong, good, very good."

At least she thinks it's good.

Too many muscles always feel greasy, and it's a bit dangerous to look at, as if he will pick up his arms and beat people at any time, and he can't beat domestic violence, so it's just right for him to do no more, no less.

Seeing that his gloomy face finally became clearer, Qingyan asked Senior Sister if the guy who suddenly appeared was a human or a demon.

"Instead of simply distinguishing between humans and demons, it is better to think of him as a level, and only by passing it can you achieve your goal." The elder sister's words are mysterious.

"Pass? What does it mean to pass? Wipe it out like before? ”

Senior Sister shook her head, as if she couldn't say much.

Can't be wiped out? Qingyan pondered the meaning of her words, and did not miss her expression.

She didn't seem to be wary of the man, just ignored him like air.

Is it a hallucination?

No way, from the wind just kicked him, if he had kicked in the void, he would have found out immediately.

Something flashed through his mind, and Qingyan looked at the man in the bearskin with some uncertainty.

"It can't be an NPC that posts a quest, right?"

Although she has never played a game, she has a senior brother in the same laboratory who is very addicted to it, and knows a little about it.

"What?" I heard strange words from the wind and from her mouth, and I really wanted to say something about it.

However, this little woman has a bad temper and can't be provoked.

As everyone knows, he himself is the one with a bad temper in Qingyan's eyes.

It's not just Qingyan, most people who have been in close contact with him think that he doesn't have a good temper.

When you laugh, it is like a spring breeze, like the most beautiful April day in the world, and when you are fierce, it is as cold as frost, which makes people shudder and creepy.

Rao is the senior sister who did not change his color when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, and sometimes he felt that he was terrible.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as Lan Shen, who knows that he is cold-faced and kind-hearted, and Li Luohan, who has a big nerve.

I don't know why.,Congfeng actually has the illusion that he is quite tolerant and gentle.。

Whoever provoked him, he didn't care, even he treated Yi Junzi very kindly, and helped him get rid of the poison.

He thought so, but Junzi Yi himself felt that he was hypocritical and cunning, a complete hypocrite, well-dressed and shameless.

"It's the guy who assigned us the task here, but that's just my guess."

Qingyan looked at Senior Sister when she said this, and she didn't refute it.

Thinking about the wind, the man got up from the ground and stretched out his hand to say that he wanted to make friends with the wind.

He didn't say anything, ignoring the man's outstretched hand, and walked around the front with the green smoke.

The senior sister was silent and followed silently.

The man also tried to catch up with them, but was scared away by the sword of the wind.

They walked in the snow and ice for more than a dozen hours, and they never saw dark.

The ice and snow reflected the strong light of the sun, illuminating people's eyes so that they could not open their eyes, and the green smoke wrapped a thin veil around their heads, and they felt uncomfortable.

Measuring the time with a watch and a sundial, it was found that the light and shadow did not change at all.

No matter how they walk, time stands still.

"Hmm-ha!"

Behind him came the familiar shouting.

The three of them looked back in unison, and the scene in front of them was strikingly similar to before.

Four large white dogs came galloping with a sled, on which sat a man in a bearskin coat.

The man got out of the sleigh and walked up to him, stretched out his hand to Qingyan, and said the same thing.

Is this endless?

From the wind and the green smoke glanced at each other, ignoring the man and moving on.

The senior sister stopped, her mouth moved, and finally she didn't say anything, and followed silently again in silence.

With previous experience, it is slower to walk from the wind.

If Qingyan wanted to see the rime or the hare that suddenly popped out, he would stop to look at her.

The senior sister was going to find a way to hint at these two people, but suddenly found that she was superfluous.

It's like they're traveling together, enjoying the snow and ice.

After a long time, Qingyan suddenly put away his smiling face and stood still.

"Twelve hours."

As soon as the words fell, a familiar shout came from behind him.

Qingyan didn't look back at this time, but looked at Congfeng proudly.

That look seems to say that I'm amazing?

They didn't have to look, they all knew that the sled man was here again.

Click!

The icicle that was playing with the wind broke in response.

Without waiting for the man to speak, he snatched his words from the wind, "Hey, my dear drop friends." ”

He was like an emotionless machine, and his tone was colder than the arctic ice.

The man watched him reach out to him, stunned for a moment, and then shook it back.

"I was the leader of the last Mighty Race of our clan, but I didn't expect this little brother to be thin and ......"

This sentence again, Qingyan covered his mouth and snickered.

From the wind frowned, directly interrupted, "Let's make friends." ”

The man was stunned again, he didn't expect someone to be so close to him, laughed and said yes, and invited them to his home.

Since he had to take this step, Congfeng agreed very happily.

The sleigh is huge, and it's still a bit crowded for four people.

The man was about to say that it was warmer to squeeze when the wind pointed to the small board behind the sleigh and asked him to pass.

"This ...... All right. The man probably didn't expect the guest to be so polite, but his heroic and uninhibited personality still made him compromise.

Of course, guests should be entertained, and it is not unreasonable to sit in the back.

Qingyan was already standing at the front, but the wind pulled her to let the senior sister go first.

She didn't think about letting him and Mi'er be next to each other, Qingyan pouted.

Originally, the sky was clear, but as soon as they got on the sleigh, it snowed heavily.

The cold wind was bitter and howling, and the ten-level wind pulled up the tree and collapsed the house.

Forget about the cold, Qingyan felt like he was going to be scraped away.

From the wind, he protected her with his body, blocking her face with one hand, and circled a relatively comfortable world for her.

The senior sister was miserable, not only was she devastated by the wind and snow, but she also had to watch these two people hug and hug.