Long Xueyue had just begun to slowly extricate himself from a series of unbearable painful experiences, but he couldn't figure out why Xiao Chuan chose to leave suddenly and without warning at this time, but he had not fully recovered his cultivation in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and he was still unable to perform the teleportation technique, so he could only watch Xiao Chuan quickly disappear completely from the scope of his divine consciousness and blend into the vast ice and snow.

"Xiao Chuan, where have you been?!No matter what happens, why can't you tell your sister?No matter what, you and I already have a skin-to-skin relationship, can you continue to treat your sister as an outsider?" Long Xueyue had also seen Xiao Chuan and Xiao Pig have a fierce quarrel before, and even had a tense situation, and vaguely guessed that this should have something to do with Xiao Chuan's sudden departure.

Long Xueyue, who was stunned, returned to the iceberg that had once been with Xiaochuan Yunyu in a trance, and watched Xiao Chuan in a daze before he had time to take it away, and the few magic weapons scattered on the ice secretly lost his mind.

"Xiaochuan, where have you been? If it weren't for something big, you wouldn't have even bothered to carry your magic weapon!What happened?Why can't you let your sister share it with you?" Long Xueyue's heart suddenly became empty and unsettled, and she kept subconsciously breaking her thoughts.

Long Xueyue's gaze swept blankly over the Vajra Demon Wheel and Purple Sandalwood Buddha Beads left by the Fatong monk, and for a while there were mixed feelings in his heart, it was these two magic weapons that almost harmed him, which to some extent contributed to a relationship between himself and Xiao Chuan, and Xiao Chuan had also clearly shown his interest in these two magic weapons, so after hesitating again and again, Long Xueyue still took these two magic weapons into his hands extremely carefully and carefully collected them.

"Okay, let my sister keep these magic weapons for you first, and I hope I can hand them back to you as soon as possible!" and the other two magic weapons on the ice, a pair of seven-star cloud boots and a purple and gold crown, Long Xueyue recognized them as Xiao Chuan's personal belongings, and also took them back with extra care.

Gently stroking the spiritual purple gold crown and this pair of spotless treasure boots in his hand, even Long Xueyue, who had a deep background, couldn't help but secretly admire, he never thought that these magic weapons on Xiao Chuan's body that seemed to be inconspicuous had such excellent quality.

In fact, Long Xueyue didn't know that these magic weapons on Xiao Chuan's body, including the Five Elements Ruyi robe and the Yan Python leather armor that he was wearing now, were all taken from the hands of other cultivators and spirit beasts, each of which was the most proud magic weapon of the other party, and naturally had good qualities.

"It turns out that these two magic weapons were captured by Xiao Chuan! I said that he shouldn't have the energy to refine so many magic weapons at once!" Long Xueyue didn't find too much of the familiar aura on Xiao Chuan's body on these two magic weapons, and immediately figured out what happened.

Out of curiosity, Long Xueyue still decided to release her divine sense to carefully probe the two magic weapons in her hand.

"Seven Star Buyun Boots! It can increase the speed of three percent, and it is definitely the best of the low-grade magic weapons! I remember that the owner of Mo Zhuxuan on the island once refined such a pair of treasure boots for his only son! In this way, it seems that this kid may have fallen into the hands of Xiao Chuan!"

"Huh, this is the Ink Feather Purple Gold Crown! Looking at the quality, it should also be an excellent low-grade magic weapon, but for some reason, this material always feels a little strange, I don't know what kind of wonderful effect the Dao has in it?

"No, this is the feathers of the Lost Sky Ink Falcon!" Suddenly, Long Xueyue's eyes widened, and she stared blankly at the purple and gold crown of ink feathers in her hand, as if she had suffered a thunderbolt from a sunny day.

Although this Misty Ink Falcon is a rare spirit bird that is very cherished, it is still heard of by Long Xueyue, who has a deep cultivation background, and knows that this kind of spirit bird is good at hiding its tracks, and the magic weapons refined with its feathers are generally good at hiding their breath and appearance.

But this also means that Long Xueyue is overwhelmed, Xiao Chuan's clear, pure and indifferent eyes are likely to be all an illusion, and even all other emotional expressions can be disguised without flaws.

Holding the last glimmer of hope, Long Xueyue urged the aura to put the purple gold crown of Mo Yu on his head, and lowered his head uneasily, but saw an extremely beautiful face on the ice under his feet, but there was no due astonishment and anger on this face, and his eyes were so indifferent as water, pure and flawless.

"Liar! Liar! Big liar! Zhang Xiaochuan, you big liar! It turns out that you have been deliberately trying to deceive my trust! For what? For what? For what? For what, the first man who fell in love with me is such a despicable and shameless liar!" Although Long Xueyue's face was always as calm as water under the cover of the purple and gold crown of Mo Yu, this heartfelt accusation was bloody.

"For what, for what, for what, why do you want to do this to me? It turns out that this is why you left me!?for? for? for, for, for, for, for, for, for, for,

"Zhang Xiaochuan, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!" For a while, Long Xueyue's heart swelled with endless hatred, hating the sky and the earth, hating the despicable man, this hatred was so deep, the cold was even colder than this 10,000-year-old cold land, so that the surface of the endless sea that never froze under his feet began to condense a thin layer of ice.

At this moment, Long Xueyue gave birth to hatred from love, and the feelings that had just been relieved were completely out of control, and he actually improved the extremely cold way that he had comprehended because of his hatred for the Fatong monk, and he had reached an extremely high realm.

But at this time, Long Xueyue could no longer experience the joy of not having any comprehension avenue, her heart was filled with endless hatred, and there was only one thought left in her mind, that is, she must make that man pay an extremely painful price!

At the same time, Xiao Chuan was holding the little pig that had become a little unrecognizable and flying away between the ice and snow with all his might, and extremely vicious angry scolding continued to sound in his ears.

"You waste! If you swallow this immortal qi, not only will the condensation of the primordial infant be just around the corner, but the chance of surviving the heavenly tribulation and ascending to the immortal realm in the future will also be a few points greater, such an opportunity will make you a fool miss it in vain! You are really a useless waste!"