Obviously, the ruffian also felt that there was something wrong with her words at this time, and the other party was now her host, she was the master, she was the servant, it should have called her master, let her drive, but she seemed to have offended its new master just now.

As the saying goes, it's like water spilled out, no matter how much you regret it, you can't get it back.

But the ruffian is not an ordinary bird, its skin is thick, and its walls are less than one-tenth the thickness of its walls.

I saw that its pair of bird's eyes were slightly curved, and the corners of its mouth seemed to have a slight arc like a star, and this expression was not strange.

It stretched out its strange-looking bird face, rubbed it on Lian Wuxin's cheeks, and its voice immediately changed from the previous lack of anger to sweet and full of flattering taste: "Wuxin, you don't know, under the ground of this Kunlun Mountain Range, there is a cold vein, and the cold vein makes the entire Kunlun Mountain Range shrouded in cold all year round. ”

Lian Wuxin saw that it knew its mistakes and its attitude had improved greatly, so he didn't care about it in general, put the trace of unhappiness behind him, smiled and nodded: "I hope you can always maintain this attitude!" ”

The ruffian nodded like pounding garlic, and the smile on the bird's face became more and more obvious, and it became more and more weird: "Of course, of course, this is of course." ”

Shang Tian couldn't help but laugh on the sidelines, amused by the dialogue between this person and a bird.

When the pangolin beast tide dissipated, Lian Wuxin entered the cave with Shang Tian and the ruffian.

After entering the cave, the two of them deeply felt the true taste of the so-called cold veins.

The chill that could penetrate the cold between the bone marrow made the two of them feel unbearable immediately, and they applied vitality shields one after another to block the cold from penetrating the cold veins.

The ruffian is now almost completely devoid of divine power, and only relying on a little weak aura accumulated due to the spiritual fruit, it is really not enough for it to keep out the cold, so he took the initiative to apply to enter the internal organ space of Lian Wuxin for refuge.

Lian Wuxin has no opinion on this, after putting the ruffian into the internal organ space, he and Shang Tian speed up the pace of moving forward, this cold vein is not trivial, even if it is a vitality shield, it may not be able to block it for long, they must enter the exit of the mountainside as soon as possible, and try to shorten the time of staying in this tunnel.

The tunnel is very spacious, enough for the two to walk upright, and the digging is very smooth and clean, with no dirt and dust and rubble blocking the way, which shows the huge amount of energy spent by the pangolin.

All thanks to the ruffian, if it weren't for its fluttering wings, where would there be so many helpers.

The hole is like a tunnel, deep and endless, the two of them really can't figure it out, how can they dig such a deep and long hole that seems to be just a lone peak in front of them? Is the end of the cave really just leading to the belly of the mountain?

"Something is wrong!" Lian Wuxin stopped, and stopped Shang Tian's footsteps, she held his wrist, but it felt cold and abnormal, there was half a point of human body temperature.

The cave was dark and dark, and they just moved forward intuitively, thinking that the road ahead was not long, and that they should walk to the end as soon as possible.

Who would have thought that he had walked for so long and had not seen any trace of the entrance of the cave, which was obviously strange.

How could Shang Tian's body temperature be so cold, it didn't look like a human hand.

She hurriedly took out the Night Pearl, lit up the surroundings left and right, and looked at the man she was holding in her hand.

This sight startled her so much that she almost didn't jump to her feet, and as soon as she let go of her hand, the man's arm hung straight down, and swayed from side to side, like a dried corpse hanging on the branch of an ancient tree.