The cold is backlash!

Jiang Yichen's heart froze, and he hurriedly unlocked the acupoint at the moment, urged the internal breath to resist the invasion of cold qi with all his might, and struggled to force it back into the acupoint.

"Ahem, ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

The chest and lungs were completely shrouded in cold, and the back gradually manifested pieces of frost, and the sudden changes in the body caught Jiang Yichen off guard, and even breathing was a pain.

At this time, it is almost night, and this is a dilapidated and desolate place, coupled with the cold wind and cold rain outside the house, the cold air seems to have a spiritual opportunity to fight back wildly, it can really be said that the house leak coincides with the overnight rain.

Will God take his life today?

Without the help of the breath of the sun, Jiang Yichen finally realized the chilling heart of this cold air, and in desperation, Jiang Yichen could only swallow a dose of boiling blood powder, and the dead horse was used as a live horse doctor, so that the essence and blood in the body were surging, and the true qi was agitated, so as to strongly increase the high internal and middle temperature to resist the cold wave, although it was a drop in the bucket, but it was better than nothing.

The little brown horse on the side also kept stepping on his hooves when he saw the strange state of his master, panting, restless, unable to help, and did not dare to touch Jiang Yichen at will, so he could only neigh low on the side to cheer him up.

Fortunately, before the effect of the boiling blood pill passed, Jiang Yichen finally tamed the cold qi in his body temporarily, and for the sake of safety, he took another dose of the boiling blood pill, which took nearly half an hour to regulate the breath in the body, and used strong means to block the cold qi in the acupuncture points where it should be, ensuring that he should be able to spend the night safely, and then collapsed in an instant, and fell into a dream.

After seeing that the master was sleeping peacefully, the little brown horse found another place and lay down to rest.

At night, the autumn rain is still dashing outside the house, and it is slightly cold, of course, this has little to do with the people and horses in their sleep.

Suddenly, a cold wind swept in, and the door of what seemed to be a thatched hut was blown open, and it was closed again in an instant.

The exhausted Jiang Yichen had already entered the gentle township, and was not disturbed by the cold wind, quiet and peaceful.

In his sleep, he suddenly felt as if a pair of soft and smooth hands were roaming around his body, so warm and gentle.

Gradually, the hands came to his head, caressing his sides, and suddenly, the tip of his nose touched something soft, and his lips were sealed.

There was a faint fragrance from his nose, as if a woman was lying on Jiang Yichen's body, although he had little to do, but after all, he was a young man with strong blood, and he was at a loss for a while.

However, he did not move, the tip of the woman's tongue pried open Jiang Yichen's teeth, and her lips and teeth depended on each other, and it was difficult to separate.

Jiang Yichen couldn't bear the reserve anymore, wrapped his hands around the woman, caressed her back, and hugged her tightly.

Both of them are a little jerky, and the clothes that get in the way are gradually being removed, and they are skin-to-skin.

He was trapped by the extreme cold, and he could feel her warm warmth.

She was disturbed by the scorching heat, and could feel his cold comfort.

The wind kept blowing, the rain kept falling, and the howling wind and the terrible sound of the rain overshadowed the jubilant hooves and the excited neighing of the little brown horse, and the gentle and lingering sound, and the two embraced each other tightly, as if nothing in the world could separate them.

A muffled snort sounded in vain, somewhat ruining the heartwarming scene.

When the two were entangled, the woman actually bit Jiang Yichen's left shoulder and neck hard, as if she wanted to engrave her mark on him.

The small episode did not destroy the warmth between the two, and on this stormy autumn night, they seemed to have found their own gentle hometown, happy and serene.

......

The next morning, after the autumn rain, there was a hint of coolness in the heartiness, less flying leaves, and a little less bleak.

Jiang Yichen woke up from a sweet dream, and his first reaction was to grope around for the woman he had been with last night, however, there was nothing beside him, and he sat up in shock, and found that he was neatly dressed, and he didn't find any abnormal situation when he looked around, and after a moment of trance, he smiled bitterly and laughed at himself, isn't it that he was too tired yesterday and had a vision?

That's right, how could a woman come to this dilapidated thatched house on a stormy night to have a beautiful time with her own hairy boy in such a wild and wild place.

Could it be that it is really a spring dream without a trace?

Stretching his waist, he got up and moved his muscles and bones but felt that his body was comfortable and proper, extremely happy, and his divine consciousness was even clearer and abnormal, Jiang Yichen hurriedly looked at the meridians of his body, almost scared himself, overnight, this frost and snow true qi had broken into the sixth level, and it was stable and unshakable, which also meant that he had completed the cultivation of the entire stage of refining qi and transforming gods, and in this way, it also meant that he was already able to control the cold qi in his body.

In addition to the control of the cold qi, the frost and snow true qi is the internal power of water, and one of the major effects of water internal power is to enrich the sea of qi.

Originally, Jiang Yichen's shortcoming was the lack of internal breath, if he couldn't fight quickly when he encountered the enemy, and if he fought with him for too long, he would fall into the dilemma of unsustainable strength.

For a while, Jiang Yichen was a little confused, it was difficult to accept this gift like pie in the sky, he was in a trance for a long time, and repeatedly kneaded the skin and flesh to make himself feel pain, and after confirming that this was not a dream, he was ecstatic and couldn't help himself.

The ecstasy seemed to make Jiang Yichen forget something, but it didn't matter anymore, he picked up his fingers, activated the frost and snow true qi, and arbitrarily swayed the sword qi mixed with the cold intent, feeling the deep and solid inner breath in the qi mansion.

Rao is Jiang Yichen is low-key and introverted, and it is difficult to suppress the joy and madness in his heart at this moment, and laugh loudly.

The little brown horse stood aside, and the horse looked at the owner with a blank face and bowed respectfully three times towards the thatched house, and said with words in his mouth, "Thank you for the care of the fairy sister in the blessed land here, the kindness and gifts of the night, Yichen will never forget, and I will definitely return to visit and thank you in the future. ”

After going out, looking at the bewildered scene around him, Jiang Yichen could only completely hand himself over to the little brown horse again, after all, he was carried by the little brown horse with his eyes closed last night, and he didn't know where this place was, so he completely relied on this little friend, the old horse knew the way, and he could bring it back to yesterday's official road.

......

Xijiang County, Guiye Valley.

Under the guidance of the reliable little brown horse, Jiang Yichen returned to yesterday's official road and looked for a way forward, however, due to the heavy rain last night, the horse's hoof marks on the road had already been mixed by muddy water, and he could not be identified.

A man and a horse wandered aimlessly on the road sprinkled with withered yellow leaves, and suddenly saw two figures in front of him resting under a dead tree, Jiang Yichen couldn't help but sigh with emotion, running for nearly 30 miles, it can be regarded as seeing a living person, and he was happy at the moment, and his legs hit the horse's belly, urging the little brown horse to step forward.

The one of the two is slightly strong, with a little short hair, a simple face, and a little childish, presumably of the same age as Jiang Yichen, wearing cloth armor, like an infantry charging into battle. And a person beside him had long hair fluttering, and his angular face exuded a little heroic air, wearing a slightly rich and noble coiled dragon inlaid gold robe.

In terms of clothing, the two seem to be in a master-servant relationship, and it can be seen that the scene of snuggling up to each other, presumably the relationship between the two is intimate, regardless of each other.

How did he know that Jiang Yichen had just arrived, and was about to ask for directions, but when he saw that the two of them seemed to hear the sound of horses' hooves approaching, they found that the living person was approaching, and reacted violently, the long-haired man raised the big knife, and the big man in cloth picked up the mace and jumped towards him.

Jiang Yichen and Little Brown Horse were shocked by their reactions, but they were not stunned.

One horse retreats and gives way, kicking legs to defend.

One flew and drew his sword and met him head-on.

It was easy to see a living person, Jiang Yichen was thinking about finding the way and asking for directions, so he didn't have the intention of killing, and after a moment of fighting, he could already find out that the martial arts of the two were mediocre and bluffing.

After only three or two efforts, the two of them were already on all fours, rolling on the ground, crying and shouting.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yichen couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth, this is, touching porcelain?

"Who are you?" The clumsy acting skills of the two were really embarrassing, and Jiang Yichen didn't know how to speak for a while.

As soon as the words came out, the two of them shook their spirits, stopped tossing, and showed the image of a fierce god and evil spirit, glaring at them angrily.