This accident can be said to be a joke made by God, or Ning Jun regretted forgetting to turn over the yellow calendar when he went out.

Fortunately, there was no danger in the end.

Under the collective gaze of more than fifty ice beasts, the two of them left the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

After walking far away, Ning Jun dared to turn back, and when he saw that there was nothing chasing after him, he immediately collapsed his face, and he was so depressed that he couldn't do it.

Shouldn't the Ice Beast King look like a king, why should he look exactly the same as the Ice Beast, and even have a short head, so that he looked away and almost made a big heel.

He may have a psychological shadow in the future, and he will no longer dare to kill strange beasts casually.

The more Ning Junxi thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and he pulled the hairball's ears and kneaded them for a while.

The hairball is docile, let Ning Jun toss, and it doesn't hurt anyway.

Lin Xiyuan smiled and teased, "What, do you feel like you've suffered a big loss?"

"Why did you find it?" Ning Junxi didn't want to answer this question, and asked rhetorically.

"If you sneak away, it's not good. Lin Xiyuan said with a matter.

Ning Junxi rolled his eyes, if he wanted to slip away early, he would use him to remind him.

But the next moment, his complexion changed slightly, and he suddenly retreated.

The bone fan rubbed Ning Junxi's waist and passed by, and it was a fraction of a second.

Lin Xiyuan chased after her, almost only a foot away from Ning Junxi, with an elegant and gentle smile, "Hand over the Emei inheritance, and I will spare your life." ”

Ning Junxi hit a talisman with his backhand.

Suddenly a wave of heat rolled in the heavy snow, and the snowflakes melted one after another.

Lin Xiyuan fanned his hand with a bone, and suddenly he fanned it, and the wind and snow raged away.

The fire stagnated slightly, and there was no longer an indomitable momentum.

Lin Xiyuan didn't make it difficult anymore, and his smile became more and more gentle, "You are really a little grandmaster cultivator, and you won't be my opponent, not to mention that you are just an unpopular person who has not even entered the grandmaster." ”

Ning Junxi didn't mean to shake the tree anymore, but just calmly looked at the young man who seemed to be harmless to humans and animals.

Sometimes teenagers are like children, and sometimes they are not at all.

Lin Xiyuan smiled and said, "Do you feel that you haven't reached the point of life and death, or do you think that it must be me who lives or dies?"

Ning Junxi still didn't speak.

Lin Xiyuan continued, "That's a snow Linglong in your arms, it's a child, and it's been seriously injured, even if you have the fugue realm, your strength can also reach the fugue realm?"

Ning Junxi's expression became more and more cold.

Lin Xiyuan yawned, "You don't think that there will be people around here, right?" Although I don't know how you chose it, but the young master of Emei, in fact, you don't have to do it." ”

Ning Jun

Xi Shen said in a deep voice: "I don't know what Emei inheritance is. ”

Lin Xiyuan stared at this serious young man, as if he heard the biggest joke in the world, bared his teeth, and finally couldn't help laughing, "It doesn't matter what you said." ”

Ning Jun pursed his lips and was silent, because there was nothing more to say.

Lin Xiyuan smiled playfully, "Do you know where Emei Daotong came from? ”

Ning Junxi looked at the young man expressionlessly, "Do you know what the Emei inheritance is?"

Lin Xiyuan didn't answer, but asked with a smile: "Do you think you're going to die?"

Ning Junxi's eyes were calm, without a little despair or panic, "The Lin family's Lin is still not Emei's Lin?"

Lin Xiyuan shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know." ”

Ning Junxi nodded, his eyes calmer, and asked, "Lin Xiyuan, if I pass Emei to you, can you let Qi Sixian and them go?"

Lin Xiyuan smiled and asked, "Are you sure I promised you now and won't regret it afterwards?"

Ning Junxi's face was expressionless, but the snowflakes around him were so strange that they froze.

Lin Xiyuan smiled and said: "Shaoxia, don't be impulsive, aren't we reasoning, wait until the reason doesn't make sense, it's not too late to do it." ”

Ning Junxi was silent, just looking at the young man's eyes.

Lin Xiyuan looked the young man up and down, and touched his chin, "This is a bit of a look." ”

Then, he restrained his smile, "Ning Junxi, if you hand over the Emei inheritance, I promise you that I won't embarrass others." I, Lin Xiyuan, never deceive people. ”

Ning Junxi nodded, but the next moment, his figure disappeared in place.

With a soft sound, the soft sword and the bone fan struck each other, instantly stirring up a large number of sparks.

In this gap, the hairball inexplicably spit on the bone fan.

This time it was Lin Xiyuan's turn, and his complexion changed greatly.

He threw the bone fan away.

There were a few soft clicks, and the bone fan instantly froze layer by layer, and then shattered into several pieces.

"Stop, don't fight, don't fight. Lin Xiyuan yelled with a bitter face, without any superior demeanor, and then looked at the bone fan in the snow, with a painful face, "My fan." ”

Ning Junxi stared at him vigilantly.

Furball also stared at him with round eyes.

"Ning Junxi, you have to compensate me. Lin Xiyuan suddenly turned his head and said.

Ning Junxi didn't answer.

Lin Xiyuan saw that a slap didn't make a sound, and felt very boring, and said angrily, "Do you think I really dare to kill you?" ”

Ning Jun regretted not believing it at all.

Lin Xiyuan rolled her eyes

, raised his voice and said, "Seniors, come out and show our young master, lest he wronged a good person." ”

The surroundings are quiet, only the sound of the wind is heard, and Huo Huo is endless.

Ning Junxi was still expressionless.

Lin Xiyuan was a little embarrassed, but fortunately, he was already faceless, and muttered, "If I wasn't here, would I be able to say more." ”

He looked full of interest, "Ning Junxi, I'll tell you ......"

A snowball snapped and hit the back of his head.

Lin Xiyuan and Ning Junxi turned their heads to look, an ape waved its long arm, and then another snowball smashed towards Lin Xiyuan.

Lin Xiyuan hurriedly jumped away and shouted, "Why don't you smash Ning Junxi!"

The ape raised his foot and rushed over, looking at the posture to beat people.

Lin Xiyuan scolded and hurriedly fled into the distance.

The ape only symbolically chased after two steps, then fell back, and Chong Ning Jun took a deep look, grinned, and burrowed back into the snow.

Ning Junxi also laughed back, and then, looking at the direction in which the ape disappeared, he was speechless.

Speaking from his heart, he hoped that what Lin Xiyuan said was true, but he was not Ning Junxi without a prefix, and many things could not be escaped, who made him Ning Junxi.

"Hey!" Lin Xiyuan slipped back at some point, "I was joking with you just now, don't take it personally." ”

"The young master of Emei, can it really be someone else?" Ning Jun asked when he came back to his senses.

Lin Xiyuan choked for a moment, "I'm, don't take it seriously." ”

"Then Emei was really surnamed Lin before?" Ning Junxi asked again.

Lin Xiyuan coughed dryly, looked around, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "There's an elk there, look at me." ”

Out of nowhere, he found another folding fan and swiped it out.

A line of blood rushed through, and the elk jumped twice and fell.

Lin Xiyuan clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Awesome, right?"

"You don't have to remind me," Ning Junxi's expression was still calm, with a kind of indifference from the world, "I will not run away from what I should bear." ”

Lin Xiyuan said stupidly, "I don't know if the Lin family is still the Lin family of Emei, but I, Lin Xiyuan, am still the Lin Xiyuan of Emei." ”

Ning Junxi closed his eyes, his previous performance was too chilling, otherwise Lin Xiyuan would not have thought of taking the risk to remind him, "I thought about killing you before." ”

Lin Xiyuan grinned, "I know, and I know that you can kill me, so I asked you not to be impulsive." He suddenly urged, "Is it the Emei inheritance?"

Ning Junxi glanced at him lightly, his expression was still indifferent, "It's just a sword." ”