No, their plan to exchange the Kitahara Snow Monster for money has finally failed.

By the time they rushed back, the body of the Kitahara Snow Monster was gone.

A series of undisguised footprints were left on the ground.

Cheng Huan's face turned green with anger.

"Master?" Wei Zhi still saw Cheng Huan stolen something for the first time, and he felt a little funny.

"Chase. Cheng Huan grinded his back teeth, and his whole face sank like water.

The person who took the body of the North Plains Snow Monster obviously didn't expect that someone would catch up, and the footprints along the way undoubtedly pointed out a clear path for Cheng Huan.

It didn't take long for Cheng Huan to see the culprit who was struggling to move forward in the snow.

It was a little girl who looked less than twenty, and the Kitahara Snow Monster dragged in her right hand had been skinned and bloody.

As for the skin of the Kitahara Snow Monster......

Cheng Huan's gaze fell on the skin wrapped around the girl.

She didn't rush into action.

Wei Zhi felt that something was wrong, and after looking at the little girl for a long time, his brows furrowed: "It's strange, the spiritual power on her body is clearly a fluctuation in the middle stage of agility, but just relying on the skin of the Northern Plains Snow Monster can still move freely." ”

The temperature here is extremely low, and even if Cheng Huan is a Jindan stage cultivator, he feels that the spiritual power in his body is much slower than outside.

Cheng Huan groaned: "There may be some prohibition on her. ”

"Is it someone from the Great Sect?" Wei Zhi guessed, but he quickly denied his thoughts: "No, although the fluctuations on her body are like the mind of the Dao Sect, they are not completely consistent. ”

After cultivating Haotian Jue, he probably wanted to manipulate the relationship between spiritual power and demonic qi at the same time, and Wei Zhi's perception of spiritual power was even better.

"Hmm. Cheng Huan glanced at Wei Zhi approvingly: "In short, it won't be a loose cultivation, killing her is not a problem, but if you provoke the people behind her, it will be a little troublesome." ”

Cheng Huan said that it was troublesome, but his right hand was sneakily pinched.

In the next moment, the animal skin wrapped around the little girl came to Cheng Huan's hand out of thin air.

Without the protection of the animal skin, the little girl's lips turned purple from the cold.

Wei Zhi opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

Cheng Huan noticed his expression and said softly, "Distressed?"

"It's not. Wei Zhi denied without hesitation: "I'm just worried that the master will cause trouble if he attacks her." ”

Cheng Huan smiled: "It's not my hand, and I blame her for being cold?"

Wei Zhi: "......"

Master, you are a decent person.

Cheng Huan had a rare conscience, and changed his words: "I mean, when she freezes and faints, we can not only recover the corpse of the Northern Plains Snow Monster, but also borrow some money." ”

Wei Zhi nodded silently: "Master is wise." ”

The little girl had no idea about the two of them's secret snooping.

She just looked around blankly, then put down the body of the Kitahara Snow Monster and searched around with her arms crossed.

Wei Zhi was dumbfounded: "She seems to think that the wind blew away the animal skin." ”

Cheng Huan was wrapped in animal skins and said righteously: "The wind here is indeed a bit strong. ”

Wei Zhi's gaze fell on the footprints on the snow one after another: "But why didn't she go farther?"

Cheng Huan observed silently for a moment, and said in disbelief: "...... Probably lost. ”

“......”

Cheng Huan and Wei Zhi glanced at each other, and they both showed puzzled expressions.

In the end, Wei Zhi raised his finger and pointed at his brain, and asked Cheng Huan with his eyes if the girl had a bad brain.

Cheng Huan nodded with a serious expression.

Little Girl: "???"

How did she feel colder.

An expanse of white snow.

The little girl soon fell into the snow and shrunk into a small ball.

In contrast, the two Jindan stage demons wrapped in the skin of the Kitahara Snow Monster were so excited that their eyes lit up because they had already imagined the joy of taking people's money.

The snow was falling heavier.

In a trance, the little girl heard a strange laughter, as if someone touched her face: "I can't imagine that I can pick up a fool who can pick up a mutated ice spirit root here, tsk, the cultivation is a little lower, but after the deity occupies your body, the breakthrough of the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant Stage is just around the corner." ”

"Fuck your shit!" a cold shout interrupted the strange laughter, and a white figure was seen fighting with the woman who had been laughing strangely.

"Who would dare to spoil the good deeds of the deity!" the strange smile was a woman with a bewitching face, she was wearing a light purple veil, and she didn't seem to feel cold at all in the ice and snow.

As she spoke, she waved her sleeves and rolled up countless snowflakes and attacked Cheng Huan.

"It's your father. Cheng Huan coldly raised his sword to block the attack.

When the purple gauze woman saw Cheng Huan's move, she tried her cultivation, and immediately mocked: "It's just a junior of the Jindan period, and she actually spoke wildly to the deity." ”

"Then what kind of cultivation are you?" Cheng Huan said lazily while holding his sword.

"Hahahaha. The purple gauze woman laughed out loud disdainfully, what kind of person was she, she didn't even see her own cultivation, so she dared to rush out with a sword without knowing the sky.

Her mind moved, and the snow flew around her.

In every move, it was as if he could control these snowflakes.

"The deity, the early infant. ”

After speaking, the figure of the purple gauze woman spread out strangely, and the whole person seemed to melt with the snowflakes.

If you look closely, those snowflakes have actually condensed into the shape of countless sharp blades, which looks terrifying.

"Senior, let's go-" The little girl took a deep breath and shouted hard at Cheng Huan.

Cheng Huan didn't look at her, just looked at the countless snow blades that attacked, and raised his sword.

Her speed was so fast that the little girl could only faintly see white shadows, and she couldn't tell who was who.

After a while, a terrible scream came from the white shadows.

Countless drops of blood fell on the snow.

Cheng Huan's figure shot out of the snowflakes.

Only then did the little girl see her face clearly.

It was a face colder than ice and snow.

There was a trail of blood at the corner of her mouth, apparently injured.

Before the little girl could exclaim, the snowflakes in the sky had turned into a purple gauze woman.

However, she was no longer as laid-back as she used to be, her hair had been stripped and she even looked a little ...... Transparent?!

"Just a junior of the Jindan stage, why dare you hurt the deity!" the purple gauze woman roared angrily.

Cheng Huan pursed his lips and laughed.

She lazily lifted her eyelids and said with a smile, "I forgot to tell you that I like to kill the monk of the Yuan Infant Stage the most." Especially-like a dog like the predecessor who only has the original god left and doesn't know whether to live or die. ”

"You!" The purple gauze woman was furious, but she glanced at Cheng Huan's Cangming Sword with fear and calmed down: "Is there any misunderstanding in the middle?"

"Misunderstanding?" Cheng Huan raised his eyebrows.

The purple gauze woman estimated Cheng Huan's age and began to flicker: "The deity is the sect master of the Snow Sect, and he is good friends with Yue Yiheng, the head of the Tongshen Academy, but unfortunately he was in danger in the Ten Directions Realm, and his body was destroyed. When I saw this little girl alone in the snow, I was worried, so I wanted to rescue her. ”