Mo Shou was very decisive when he gave the order to leave, Tang Yan'er's punch was bound to attract the attention of others, and to be on the safe side, he tried to avoid confrontation with other sect disciples before entering the Ice and Snow Valley.

"Little junior sister, although the snow lotus seed is only useful for the Quenching Body Realm, this does not mean that the disciples sent by the other four sects do not have Xingfu Realm cultivators, once the demon flower is in full bloom, it will definitely be inevitable to fight at that time, can you understand this?"

However, when he saw Tang Yan'er lifting stones at this time, teasing a mire frog that was about to hibernate, he couldn't help but feel helpless, this girl didn't listen to herself at all. The advance of the sect conference and the timing of this mission, the meaning of the sect master is obvious, on the one hand, the last sword still needs to be polished, and the more important thing should be Yan'er, she has lived a life of fine clothes and food since she was a child, and everyone in the sect holds her in the palm of her hand, like a flower in a greenhouse. How could such a little girl be up to the task without experiencing a real life-and-death battle? In other words, the sect master wanted him to take Tang Yan'er to kill people, not to send him to death.

The way of looking at the problem is indeed extremely mature, when the group cautiously entered the Ice and Snow Valley, they took advantage of the evening to find a cave in the valley to rest, all they had to do now was to wait here for the Snow Lotus Demon Flower to bloom, and then compete for the Snow Lotus Seed, and by the way, teach Tang Yan'er how to kill.

The weather in the Ice and Snow Valley is not disturbed by external factors, it is covered by ice and snow all year round, so the environment Snow Lotus Demon Flower can bloom. It is said to be a valley, but if you look down from above, the so-called ice and snow valley is nothing more than a crack in the road of the mountain split, the cracks are intricate, like a spider's web entrenched in this mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles, even in such a vast place, no one is worried about not finding the demon flower, because when the snow lotus demon flower is in full bloom, the strange fragrance stretches for thousands of miles, of course, at that time, not only the disciples from various sects, but even the powerful demon beasts in the valley will be attracted away, and now the most important thing is to preserve the strength.

But not everyone thinks so, if you destroy a sect team before the demon flower blooms, there will be one less competitor.

A few miles away from the cave where Chu Ge and the others were, there was a group of people walking slowly in the snow, led by a young woman with a charming face, she was dressed in a thin veil, her delicate snow-white thighs were exposed to the wind and snow and did not feel cold at all, and a white letter bird stopped at her fingertips and made a "chirping" sound, as if talking to this woman.

"There are thirteen people in the Xingyun Sect, and the leader is the sixth sword, and the Tibetan scriptures are observed. Seventeen people from the Extreme Cold Sect, huh, that guy from the North Darkness is here?" As the sound of the letter bird chirping, the smile on the charming woman's face gradually became cold, and finally her jade hand was slightly pinched, and the white letter bird exploded and died, the woman gently licked the blood on her fingertips, clenched her teeth and said, "Damn, how did the people from the Star Hall come here! Did they also find that thing?"

"Senior sister, what should we do now?" a woman stepped forward and said respectfully, the patterns on her arms were as enchanting and dangerous as poisonous snakes, and if you looked closely, there were more than a dozen women in the snow, large and small, who were moving forward in the wind and snow, but leaving a cold aura wherever they passed.

"Start with the easy ones......" The corners of the charming woman's mouth hooked up a smile, but there was a hint of danger in the golden pupils.

The fire in the cave is jumping, but outside the cave is wind and snow, the people of the Nebula Sect are all men except Tang Yan'er, regardless of their status and status, Chu Ge and the others are afraid that they will not be able to enter the cave tonight.

"I said, aren't you cold?" Xingyuan is the most yang and purest thing in the world, and with it in the body, this bit of wind and snow can't help Chu Ge. But the other disciples were different, although Du Maomao had already quenched his body at the eighth level, the low temperature of this Ice and Snow Valley was far more terrifying than the outside world, his fat body obviously didn't play much role, and the young man in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion had purple lips and thick blue eyebrows full of frost, but his brows had never wrinkled.

Chu Ge was slightly stunned, he secretly admired this young man, and his cultivation was to fight with the sky, and compete with the sun, moon and stars, not to mention this cold wind and snow, even if it was a sword mountain and a sea of fire, he had to grit his teeth and get through. Looking at this young man, he seemed to understand what the senior brother said, cultivation is never a pleasant thing, but people in the world are all yearning, so only by devoting oneself to the Tao can one day be cast into the Great Dao. But the problem is that cultivation is not the same as asking for hardships, although it can sharpen the mind in this snowstorm, but if it takes a long time, it will definitely have a lot of impact on the next trip, this time and that, in the case of being attacked by the enemy at any time, it is reasonable to keep the body in the peak state at any time.

Similarly, Momori sat expressionlessly in the snow, and the wind and snow didn't seem to affect his reading in the slightest.

"I originally thought that the people in your scripture pavilion were all nerds with bad brains...... But now it seems like I'm right. Chu Ge glanced at Mo Shou and said lightly.

Mo Shou ignored him, but the young man from the Scripture Pavilion blushed and felt very angry, are you provoking?

"I will keep my distance from Tang Yan'er, but it doesn't mean that I will suffer from the wind and snow here. Chu Ge can be said to be the only one among these disciples who is not affected by low temperatures, but he still chooses to go into the cave, there must always be a leading bird in everything, if he doesn't do it, these idiots are afraid that they will sit here stupidly all night, not to mention the enemy, even if two powerful demon beasts will cause a lot of trouble.

Chu Ge walked towards the entrance of the cave, and at this time, Mo Shoucai closed the scroll and said coldly: "You are not allowed to enter!"

There is a difference between men and women, and they will be instructed by others under the same eaves, so many big men and a woman are in the same room, what kind of body is it? This is a rule, but also a courtesy, not to mention that the little junior sister is still the daughter of the sect master, they can endure the cold, can't you Chu Ge bear it?

Chu Ge's body paused slightly, glanced at the Nebula Sect disciples whose lips were purple from the cold, and immediately stepped into the cave. The weather in the Ice and Snow Valley was different from the outside world, and such a low temperature was definitely unbearable for the cultivators of the Quenching Realm, even if they survived it with willpower, what could they do? Who could guarantee that they would not be attacked?

There was only one cave, but it was spacious enough, even if Tang Yan'er was asleep by the fire in the cave, they would definitely not disturb her when they rested at the corner of the cave.

Watching Chu Ge walk into the cave step by step, the disciples at the entrance of the cave all focused on Mo Shou, only to see that the latter was expressionless at this time, and there was not much emotion in the pair of eyes that were not very focused but deep, only the scroll seemed to be wrinkled because of the excessive force on his hands.

Those disciples didn't know what this meant, but the young man in the Scripture Pavilion was pale when he saw this, the senior brother seemed to be old-fashioned, but his temperament was gentle, he liked to read books and cherished the scrolls very much, and the books in the Scripture Pavilion would become extremely smooth after passing through the hands of the senior brother, so the senior brother pinched out so many folds in a book, which meant that he was very angry, very angry.

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