The four of them said goodbye and left with their backs.

The friendship of a rabbit is naturally nothing to give up.

Ning Junxi continued to walk in the wind and snow.

Ten miles out of the snowfield, that is, half a day.

Just walking, Ning Junxi suddenly felt that something was not right.

He stood there and thought about it, and suddenly realized.

Damn! He actually left his burden in the Lin family's tent.

So, he is now penniless, and he doesn't even have a change of clothes.

Ning Junxi wanted to scold, but he didn't know who to scold.

He snorted, turned and ran back.

Pick some herbs to fill your wallet first, or you'll end up on the streets.

......

The snow field is vast and sparsely populated, and it is a forbidden land, and the most important thing is the spiritual herbs, even if the snow field is often frequented by people, there are still many good years.

Therefore, Ning Jun cherished the selection of three hundred-year-old snow ginseng, and Shi Shiran continued to walk outside the snow field.

From a small medicine collector to a big one, he still has this ability.

The hairball and the little monster were very greedy and greedy, so they didn't make trouble, and kept going around Ning Junxi, but Ning Junxi didn't get used to them this time, and after a scolding, the two little beasts were very honest.

The cold wind is getting smaller and smaller, the pines and cypresses are getting thinner and thinner, and Ning Junxi's steps are getting lighter and brisker.

At this time, he saw two black dots.

That's people.

Two adults.

Ning Junxi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his pace slowed down a little.

The two sides are getting closer.

In the snow, there was a young man in brocade clothes, holding a cyan jade seal high in both hands, squinting his eyes, and his face was full of intoxication.

The size of a child's palm, carved with a dragon and a tiger, shining in the sunset.

A tall old man stood beside the brocade-clothed young man, with a beardless jaw and a slight slump.

He was looking at Ning Junxi.

Ning Jun wanted to laugh, but instead of laughing, he was expressionless and walked straight forward, treating the master and servant in the snow as if they were nothing.

The corner of the young man in brocade actually found Ning Junxi early, this young man with white hair and a weak look, but he didn't care.

He was waiting for someone, waiting for the bell breaker in the mouth of the two heavenly masters.

It's just that he didn't wait for a long time, and he was a little tired.

"Grandpa Wu, don't forget it. He was still holding the jade seal, and he didn't have the slightest intention of taking it back.

The tall, fair-skinned old man was even more curved, his voice was soft, and he said softly: "Your Highness, this person is related to the society, if you can really receive it, it will be of great benefit in the future." ”

The brocade-clothed young man was a little frustrated, "But the two Heavenly Masters also said that this is a creation and cannot be forced." ”

"Sincerely, the gold and stone are open. The old man said softly.

"What if I give this to him?" said the young man in brocade pitifully.

The old man smiled, "Your Highness, don't mess around. ”

Ning Junxi had already walked in front of the two of them, he could actually go around, but it was meaningless and timid.

The brocade-clothed boy smiled and signaled that he would not trouble him.

Ning Junxi slowed down slightly, but his eyes were still full of vigilance.

When the old eunuch saw the little beast on the young man's shoulder clearly, he couldn't help frowning, took a step forward, and straightened up.

Ning Junxi glanced at him lightly, did not panic at all, and continued to move forward.

The old eunuch didn't make a move after all, but quietly watched the young man drift away, melting into the vast snow, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"What's the matter, Grandpa Wu?" asked the brocade-clothed boy strangely.

"That's Xue Linglong. The old eunuch bent down again.

"Xue Linglong, who was born to wander?" the brocade-clothed boy frowned.

"Yes. The old eunuch nodded.

"Is that a demon?" the brocade-clothed boy's pupils shrank.

"No, he's human, it's just weird. The old eunuch couldn't understand it, "He seems to have cultivation, but he doesn't seem to have it, and he can't see through it." ”

The brocade-clothed boy turned around and prepared to chase.

"Your Highness!" the old eunuch shouted in a raised voice.

"He will be the man. The young man in brocade looked a little anxious.

"He's very vigilant and desireless. The old eunuch reminded.

The young man in brocade's face darkened suddenly, "Then it can't be used by me." ”

"Not necessarily, it's a long time coming. The old eunuch smiled, "Besides, it doesn't have to be him. ”

The brocade-clothed young man raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"The two Heavenly Masters also said that the source of the calamity is in the northwest. The old eunuch reminded again.

The brocade-clothed boy's brows furrowed suddenly.

......

Walking far away, Ning Junxi secretly glanced back and let out a long breath.

The great master of the Vajra Realm, why did he come here, and the young man who was a few years older than him, although he didn't cultivate, it didn't seem to be a fuel-efficient lamp.

When did the snowfields become so lively?

Fortunately, he is well-informed, well, just on paper, but this time he pretends to be a high-ranking person.

He rubbed his nose and looked at the little beast on his shoulder, "I said hairball, you look too eye-catching, can you change your body?"

The hairball blinked and babbled ignorantly.

"Let's become a cat. Ning Junxi thought about it for a while and muttered, "It's always weird to have a dog standing on your shoulder." ”

"Babble!" the furball jumped off Ning Junxi's shoulder, and barked again, his body glowed with a faint fluorescence, and it only took a few breaths to become a snow-white cat.

It babbled again, and climbed up Ning Junxi's shoulder twice.

"Your scream...... Ning Junxi frowned slightly, and waved his hand again, "Forget it, you won't learn cat meow." ”

"Meow. The furball squawked.

Ning Jun's body was shocked, and he almost choked himself to death in one breath.

......

In the Qingming season, the spring color of Qinglian Mountain is already full of color.

"County Lord, County Lord!"

Early in the morning, two slender figures emerged from the high-walled courtyard, pressing several pits of different shades into the soft earth.

"County Lord, County ......" The young man in the yellow shirt got up untidy and shouted vigorously.

"Shut up! The blue-shirted young man had already stood up and immediately reprimanded.

"Oh, young master. The yellow-shirted young man immediately wilted, and said nervously, "But, young master, if you let the prince know that you ran out secretly, you will definitely be angry." ”

"Hmph, I want him to take care of me. The blue-shirted boy straightened his hat and gritted his teeth a little.

"But......" What else did the yellow-shirted boy want to say.

"Shut up!" the blue-shirted boy grimaced.

At this moment, a dark shadow fell overhead.

"Please go back to the county. The young man dressed in white said respectfully.

The blue-shirted young man's cheeks were inflated, almost becoming a bun, "Ye Zhen, you dare to take care of me." ”

"It was my father-in-law who asked the county lord to reflect on it, and asked the county lord not to embarrass Ye Zhen. Ye Zhen said expressionlessly.

"You ......" the blue-shirted young man almost breathed fire in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to point at the tip of the young man's nose, "Okay, good, you're good." ”

He turned and walked towards the gate of the palace.

Ye Zhen was still expressionless.

But the next moment, his face changed slightly.

"What is this?" asked the blue-shirted young man, holding a neatly folded piece of Bai Xuan in his hand, with a grin.

"Please return it to the county lord. Ye Zhen said with an ugly face.

"I won't give it to you. The blue-shirted boy snorted coldly, turned around and left.

"The county lord. Ye Zhen grabbed him.

"Let it go!" the blue-shirted boy's face sank suddenly, "Who let you touch me?" ”

Ye Zhen hurriedly withdrew his hand, "Please return the county lord's things to their original owners." ”

"Delusional. The blue-shirted boy didn't look back, and said coldly.