As soon as Wei Guiqi stepped into it, he unconsciously shook his spirit, and wanted to instinctively penetrate some internal force to himself, but he was afraid that Ling Zhongqing would recognize his ability, so he had to resist the cold and freezing air.

"It's really self-inflicted, you say okay, why should I promise this Lingyun Sword Pavilion on the old man Ling Long~'Wei Guiqi struggled painfully in his heart, observing the abnormality of the Ice Spirit Cave while walking, in Wei Guiqi's opinion, Ling Mu has lived here for so long, he will always leave some clues, but the answer seems to be no, the Ice Spirit Cave is as quiet as ever, and there is no fluctuation in popularity.

In an instant, Wei Guiqi passed through the trail and gradually walked towards the small hall in the Ice Spirit Cave, that is, where the practice room was located, the internal force fluctuations that Wei Guiqi cared about seemed to be gone, and the humming sound of this sword practice did not exist, which made Wei Guiqi a little depressed, "There is no movement, is Ling Muyin here? Or is she dead?"

Wei Guiqi finally saw a scene that he had not seen for a long time, in the empty ice hall, only a few ice decorations fell to the ground, and Ling Muyin, who Wei Guiqi cared about, did not appear.

"It's... What about people?" Wei Guiqi shivered with the tea, and he didn't care who the tea was for, so he decided to take a sip first, and the tea instantly flushed with a trace of warmth in his stomach, making Wei Guiqi feel a lot more comfortable, "There are a lot of intrigues in this big sect, and a few old guys are quite backbone, and they didn't kill this Ling Mu due to medicine~"

"Who? Well... The taste is not right~"

When Wei Gui was talking to himself, someone suddenly picked up his words, which made him panic for a while, this has not been linked to Ling Muyin, and it will be troublesome to expose the flaws.

So, Wei Guiqi immediately changed back to a pious attitude, "The little Ye Yanming is a new disciple of the Outer Pavilion, and he is cooking a fire in the kitchen, and I hope that the seniors will spare the little ones for being sluggish~"

Wei Gui's words jumped out of his mouth with familiarity, and at first glance, he was a fool of people on weekdays, like a common thing, but after he spoke, no one responded to him, and turned to snoring again.

"Huha~"

"Huh?" Wei Gui frowned, unable to figure out the current situation, so he had to follow the sound and look around, "This place is empty, except for a few ice milks that can cover people's ears and eyes, where can people be hidden?"

"Huha~" The purr sounded here, and by the way, a few broken words were added, "Add more sugar next time, um... Well... Pavilion master, I love sweet~"

When Wei Guiqi heard this, he confirmed that it was a dream, and he had roughly heard the direction of the source of the sound, which was the direction of the side of the ice bed.

"Good guy, I don't think it looks like Ling Muyin, I haven't seen you for twenty years, and I don't know what the yellow flower girl has become~'

Wei Guici cautiously walked to the side of the ice bed, a cloth shoe instantly came into view, Wei Guici leaned down to observe, and felt that this foot was a little chubby, and he still had his feet exposed, and he didn't wear shoes.

"This foot bone is a woman's, yes, white and pure, but why does it look like a pig's trotters?" Wei Guiqi looked closer again in confusion, a white little fat man with a cloak and a head over his shoulders was lying on the ground, round, except for the white skin that was red and tender, but there was no trace of the girl's appearance.

"What the hell is Ling Muyin?" Wei Guiqi looked at the little fat man in front of him so frightened that his eyes almost fell out, thinking that Ling Muyin, who was dressed as a man at the beginning, was also a jade-faced and delicate demeanor, and today this figure is no different from the little fat pig with a cub on his head, if it weren't for the fact that his facial features are the same, Wei Guiqi would not have been able to recognize who this was.

"Who?"

Wei Gui's exclamation seemed to wake up Ling Muyin, only to see her raise her little fat hand and rub her eyes, supporting her upper body from the ground with teary eyes, "Ouch~ Why did I roll to the ground and fall asleep again, Fang Chang came to bring me food again~"

'It's so round, it's fat into a ball, can you not get out of bed?' Wei Gui muttered to himself, and his disgusted expression immediately turned into reverence, "Pavilion Master, I brought you food!"

As soon as Wei Gui opened his mouth, Ling Muyin immediately sensed that someone was wrong, "Who are you?

Wei Guiqi looked at Ling Muyin, recalling that after the two of them broke the hosta, her unaggrieved appearance made Wei Guiqi feel aggrieved, and now being fat like this can be regarded as retribution.

"What about you, what about Ling Fangchang?" Ling Muyin was quite strange when he saw Wei Guiqi's expression, and he didn't answer his words.

"Oh~ Senior Sister Fang Chang is not feeling well, I came here on her behalf!" Wei Guiqi was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately sent the tea in his hand.

"Oh~" Ling Muyin was a little puzzled at first, and when he saw the food served by Wei Guiqi, the haze on his face instantly dissipated, "Haha, today's pastry, I look at it~ It's sweet enough!"

Seeing that Ling Muyin was so simple, Wei Guiqi couldn't help but sympathize with Ling Long in his heart, "The old man Ling Long is also painstaking, he loves Ling Muyin to such an extent, he is still as simple as a child when he is nearly forty years old, but it is no wonder that a person is locked up here for a thousand years, and he will always be a child without experience, should I tell her today that her father Ling Long is no longer there~'

Ling Muyin took the tea and put it on the ice bed, and waved his hand at Wei Gui, "Let's go~ Oh! By the way, don't go out and talk nonsense, oh, my Ling Pavilion Master is just practicing, and the internal force will prop up the body, isn't it fat, write it down?"

"Written down~" Wei Guiqi nodded, but he wasn't ready to leave, his mind was full of pictures of Ling Longxian before his death, and in retrospect, he was full of reluctance to Ling Muyin.

"Create evil~" After Wei Gui weighed it, he still opened his mouth, "Ling Muyin~"

"Huh?" Ling Muyin looked up and found that Wei Guiqi hadn't left, and he actually called his name, "Why don't you little disciple know the etiquette so much? I'm the Pavilion Master~ It's called Pavilion Master, and why don't you leave?"

Wei Guiqi sat down by himself, looking old-fashioned, "Old Pavilion Master Ling, let me come to see you~"

"Bang Dang~"

The porcelain in Ling Muyin's hand fell to the ground instantly, and he looked at Wei Guiqi with teary eyes, and put two little fat hands on Wei Guiqi's body, "My father... No! No! It's not my father, where is Old Pavilion Master Ling now?"

Wei Guiqi looked at Ling Muyin's excited expression and was a little unbearable, although she was selfish and rude in the past, but in the end she was still a child's heart, and at this time, Wei Guiqi didn't bother to care, "Ling Long, he... It's dead~"

"Ahh Done?"

Ling Muyin's expression was slightly stunned, she first believed Wei Gui's words, but her expression and movements stopped numbly, maybe this is the first time that human beings greet the death of their relatives, that is, they are ignorant and dazed, but not long after, Ling Muyin suddenly frowned, staring at Wei Guiqi, "Who are you? Why did you say that the old pavilion master Ling was dead as soon as you came?"

When Ling Muyin questioned, an incomparable internal breath suddenly burst out from his body, which made not only Wei Guiqi extremely surprised, but also that sense of oppression was too much like Ling Long.

"What a powerful internal force!" Wei Guiqi was first amazed at Ling Muyin's strength, and then regained his composure, took out the Nine Heavens Sword that Ling Long handed over to him before he died, and handed it to Ling Muyin, "This is given to me by the old pavilion master Ling before he died, ask me who I am, count as an old man, and also count as half an apprentice~"

"Whew!"

As soon as Ling Mu retracted the internal force around him, the feeling of oppression in the Ice Spirit Cave disappeared in an instant, and a stream of air rushed out of the cave, which shocked Ling Zhong outside.

"Pavilion Master, are you okay?" Ling Zhongqing's question sounded outside the Ice Spirit Cave, perhaps because of the rules, as a pavilion elder, he didn't dare to walk in casually, but the disciple who delivered the food did not follow Ling Muyin's instructions.

Ling Muyin took the cheats in Wei Guiqi's hand, and replied to the outside, "Senior Zhongheng, I'm fine~"

"Okay, Pavilion Master, I've been outside, you have something to order~" Ling Zhongqing sat back here and fell back to where he was dozing, waiting to turn into a snowman again.

"It's his handwriting~" Ling Muyin wiped his tears while flipping intensively, and his nose was instantly red, "Woo woo~ His old man said that he would go down the mountain and let me wait for more than ten years. ”

"You've been living in the cave?" Wei Guiqi would not appease people, and asked some words related to Ling Muyin.

"Hmm~" Ling Mu cried softly because of the secret book that came to the Nine Heavens Sword, "His old man said that I can't practice the ninth form and must not get out of the hole, how can I practice so stupidly, I still think he will come back to teach me, woo~"

"Eh, I already know the relationship between you and Ling Long, if you want to cry dad and cry mourning, cry~" Wei Guiqi's mouth didn't open the door, sometimes it was better not to speak, and when he mentioned it, Ling Muyin really cried out.

"Dad~ Woo!

"No, you're going to be heard outside~"

Wei Gui covered Ling Muyin's mouth, "You cry lightly~"

"Woo~" Ling Mu hugged Wei Guiqi because of this dependence, buried his head in his arms and cried, to say that there were more than two hundred catties, and Wei Guiqi was a little breathless at once, but it was difficult to move when he saw Ling Mu so sad.

I don't know how long it took, Ling Muyin actually fell asleep again, Wei Guiqi placed her on the ice bed, and as soon as this hand touched the ice bed, she was immediately reminded of why the internal force that Ling Muyin had released was so full.

"The old man Ling Long is ruthless, this Ice Spirit Cave is already unbearable for ordinary people to stay for two hours a day, and he actually forced his daughter to stay for twenty years, now Ling Muyin has become accustomed to the cold here, this internal force is afraid that it has reached the point where no one can match, I feel that Ling Long seems to have passed on some internal force to her, now, whether Ling Muyin has practiced or not to practice the Nine Heavens Sword, there must be few opponents in the world, but the old man Ling Long also let me, a notorious person, come to help him take care of his daughter, I really don't know how I Wei can enter the eyes of his old man！”

Wei Gui felt that his body was cold, it seemed that the cold had poured into his body, after seeing Ling Muyin fall asleep, he decided to meditate on the side of the bed for a while, otherwise he would be hurt by the cold when he waited, and he played a clever trick into this ice cave, if he didn't gain Ling Muyin's trust, he was afraid that he would be the target of public criticism if he went out again, and the punishment was small, and it would be troublesome to be killed as a spy or driven down the mountain.

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