Her eyes were like stars. The grub was crimson with excitement. It emits a strange and intoxicating fragrance.

Ji Xiaoyan couldn't help but get close to the grub and suck wildly. A stream of fragrance rushed into his nose, greedily inhaling like a long drought and a sweet rain. In a moment he fell asleep like a drunken man lying on a hot bed. At the same time, a meteor shower suddenly fell in the Nine Heavens Array. Gorgeous.

Uncle Ning felt a pain in his chest. Panickedly, he looked at the two girls on his left. I saw the graceful palm Qingji, and a pair of beautiful starry eyes were aiming at his chest with a smile. She hurriedly brushed some of her blonde hair hanging down her chest.

And the tall and beautiful Lu Xue seemed to find it, and turned away to look at the entrance of the cave with an unnatural expression.

Outside the cave, the snow was falling, and several figures were running towards it. There was a clattering sound that approached the entrance of the cave. A crisp voice sounded: "Girl." We are from the Guntu clan. Can you let us go in and get warm?"

"Come in!" Lu Xue was about to say something to refuse, but was preemptively agreed by Palm Qingji.

Suddenly, a tall young man rushed in from outside the cave, looking a little thin. His long grub-like neck was exposed by the gray collar, and his shoulders were slashed. The wide men's gray robe has several knife cuts. There was a bloody opening under his strong pectoral muscles on his left side, which was slashed diagonally to the right side of his lower abdomen. There was a strange white light in the dark red bloodstains. The black and white eyes swept into the cave alertly and landed on Ning Shibo. I always feel that something is not right, but I can't say it. As she was stunned, several monks passed him.

The last to enter the hole were two young men. A man with a bear's back approached him and said, "Baifu." Here's it to me. You and Hui Yao are seriously injured and go first to heal. ”

"It's safe here. Don't keep it. You go in too. I'll have a few words with Hui Yao. Just come in. The tall young man reached out and grabbed it, and pulled aside the tall, thin and handsome young man who had rushed in with him. "Is that him?"

The handsome young man was stunned and reacted. Ruzui's eyes looked along Baifu's eyes. I saw a blonde woman in a goose yellow dress carrying a man on her back next to the fire. One glance at the man's back was like an electric shock. His face became more and more ugly: "I also recognize it when it turns into ashes." That's him!". The tall and thin body swept towards the cave.

Seeing this, Baifu hurriedly followed up. "Watch out for his brown furnace!"

The handsome young man stopped his body when he heard the sound. The already pale face twisted. The anger in my heart swelled up. I can't go up and tear him up, but I'm afraid of his furnace. At the risk of becoming a prisoner, I'd rather not go into the hole. Look back at the cave.

The cold wind swept the snow. A bone-chilling chill swept into the wound from the outside, burrowing into the body, and the frost wrapped in the gun thickened slightly. It's cold. It seems to freeze his own sea of knowledge. At this rate. It will be frozen in a few days. Once this happens, one's self-cultivation will come to naught. He hesitated.

There was a crackling sound in the cave, and a spark was splashed. A hot stream of heat was forced out of the hole. A wave of mist erupted from the frost that enveloped the gun, forcing out of the wound.

Glancing at the tall blonde woman's chest, he felt something stirring inside, causing a ripple of golden light. Glared at the man on his back. Resolutely turn around and run.

Seeing this, Baifu, who had arrived from outside the cave, blocked his way. Roaring: "Don't die!"

"It's too much to do it all over again. The handsome young man scurried sideways past Baifu and swept out of the hole.

The cold wind outside the cave was biting. A steady stream of cold air invaded the wound, and a trace of frost continued to form on the gun's diagram. He smeared the ring on his fingers and wrapped the skins around his body. But the cold qi still ruthlessly penetrated through the wound, sealing his mud pill palace.

He glanced at it. I found that there were a lot of caves around. One by one, they escaped. But these caves are either too small or leaky. You can't even have a fire in it. He tried again and again, and eventually returned to the mouth of the cave. At least the heat coming out of the cave here can delay the Mud Pill Palace being sealed.

The weather seemed to be against him, getting worse and worse, and from time to time a wave of hailstones the size of a fist fell. The howling cold wind made his soul power begin to become jerky, and the soul sea slowly froze. He felt his limbs lose his call, and he stood like a statue of ice in the snow.

As he was about to lose what little shred of consciousness he had, he seemed to hear a dense clicking sound. Secretly screamed: "It's over! I'm really going to go back to Wantu and start all over again. ”。 After a rain of ice shards, he lost consciousness, even if there was only a trace of it. As he was about to die, a black shadow wrapped in an ice sculpture and brought it into the cave, where it landed silently beside the fire.

At some point, he regained some of his consciousness. In the confusion, I felt a warmth rush into my body with a hint of stinging and comfort. It seems that this warmth can fix his gun picture little by little, although it is subtle but it is real. He instinctively cared for it, and he cherished it for the rest of his life, careful not to let it cool down halfway.

The flames in the cave shook suddenly, as if they were about to be extinguished.

Seeing this, Baifu took out a pile of matches, there were dozens of them, and the roots were dark red and shiny. As soon as the fire was added, there was a clattering sound, and a spark sparked up. Burn out in the blink of an eye. She kept adding but couldn't keep up with the speed. The temperature in the cave is still dropping.

At this time, everyone gathered around the fire also sensed that something was wrong. The flames flew in one direction. It seems to be devoured. So they took out piles of matches and added them. The flames were blazing, and the fire that rushed to the sky made the cave red. However, the temperature in the cavern did not increase but decreased. It's weird.

The young man with a tiger's back suddenly glanced at the stab wound that had been cut to his right lower abdomen under the strong pectoral muscles on Baifu's left side. A look of surprise: "Your knife wound." ”

Baifu looked down, the knife wound emitted a dim fluorescence, just now I just didn't feel it, but now I felt an itch swimming, like ten thousand ants biting the body. raised his hand to grab it, but was fluorescently flapped away.

The fluorescence gradually intensifies. Déjà vu. She looked warily at the woman in the goose yellow dress. But what was standing there just now is now a fog, and I can't see it clearly. And the flames that rushed up poured into the fog one by one.

And out of the fog overflowed something formless and insubstantial, burrowing into one's body. Invisible and intangible, but it does exist. It's weird.

Baifu was puzzled. All this reminded her of the days when she was imprisoned. In a daze, he seems to have cultivated with others for hundreds of years, and he seems to have had a long grotesque dream in his sleep. When I woke up, I appeared in a vast hall. Groups of national colors and heavenly incense rushed towards the outside of the hall. I also ran with it. It wasn't until after the layers of carved beams and paintings that his second purple mansion was destroyed. When I looked back, there was a fog in front of me. Only with a jump, Yukong fled and returned to the clan land.

Goodbye to this fog at this time, with fear in his eyes. I want to turn around and leave this place of right and wrong. But he was awakened by a loud voice: "Your wound ......"

Looking down, I saw that the dim light at the wound was dim, and a wave of gray particles was falling. The long knife wound was gone, only the skin was as white as clotted fat, and it was so tender that it seemed to be about to pinch out the water. Hurriedly release his divine sense to inspect the whole body. The skin on the tear in the gray robe is like snow, and there is no wound. The grabbing picture in the sea of knowledge vibrates, and there is a huge palace shadow drifting on the gun map. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the picture.

The soul consciousness carefully examined it, and over and over again, it was all in vain. So he withdrew from the soul consciousness. Look at the fog. There was no fog there, only a golden, blue-eyed woman. Struck dumb.

The man lying on the shoulder of the golden-eyed woman suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes tired, glanced at him lazily, and then closed them.

Just at that glance, Baifu shuddered. The sharpness in his eyes seemed to tear through the robe. Seeing through everything about yourself is generally nowhere to hide. Shaved shoulders couldn't help but twitch a few times. Hurriedly wiped the ring in his hand. But he found that there was no vestment in the ring.

The fairy in the purple skirt, who was standing on the left side of the golden-eyed woman, took out the long skirt with red and blue on it and threw it over, ignoring the fire of the heavenly source, directly passing through the flames that rushed to the sky, and fell into Baifu's hands.

The young people present were silent: "Heavenly clothes." ”。 Greedy voices flashed in their eyes. Stir up the ghost's mind.

Seeing this, Baifu secretly complained to himself. Once it is rumored, he will not be chased and killed to death by the cultivators of all races. Think about it. I reached out and threw it, but I didn't throw it. Tianyi submerged into his body on his own, and his own three forces were like a river digging embankments, swallowed by it.

After a while, put it on.

Baifu stretched out his hand to take it off, but he couldn't take it off. He was so anxious that he spun around.