Time always passed, and I didn't think it would go that far, so long. Youth is slowly worn out in such a floating dust, and people are gradually changed on such a road.

Flowers, are blooming, thanks, people, are coming, gone.

This journey, what you thought was the end, was always the beginning of another, and the beginning you thought was already the foreshadowing in the previous life.

The stubborn little crow flapped its wings and flew away happily, but Night Feather let a wisp of consciousness attach itself to its body, just to see what this stubborn and unusual little crow wanted to do.

Now, Night Feather has a different affection for this stubborn little crow, and when he sees it again, especially when it has sharp eyes, he can't help but think of his best friend in his previous life, Uchiha Shisui.

Zhishui is one of the people he admires the most, but he died young, and never had the chance to see him again, and now when he saw this stubborn little crow showing a look that seemed familiar to Zhishui, Night Feather's cold heart was touched, and he wanted to take it on the road together, through thick and thin.

Actually, everything follows cause and effect. No matter in the past life, this life, or in the next life, even in this short life, how can we escape a cause and an effect?

Since God arranged for this stubborn little crow to appear in his life, it was already predestined, and in that case, why did he refuse?

Night Feather took a deep look at the unusual miniature lake, which now looked like a cold pool rather than a bathing place.

Night Feather poked out a powerful wisp of divine consciousness and leaned towards the bottom of the cold pool.

"Hiss~~"

Ye Yu's wisp of divine consciousness was instantly wrapped in an incomparably cold air, as if falling into the ice and snow. It was extremely cold, but Night Feather gritted her teeth and held on. He wanted to see what was secret inside this seemingly unusual bath, and why the stubborn little crow in danger had become alive and well a few hours after entering the place. Full of life.

He decided to find out, not that he wanted to hunt for treasure, but that he wanted to know himself and his opponent, so that he could prescribe the right medicine and finally subdue the stubborn little crow.

After a short period of tracking, Night Feather already knows the stubborn crow quite well, it is the kind that eats soft and does not eat hard, and the personality of the little crow can be seen from the battle when it sacrifices its life and forgets to rush to the juvenile Golden-winged Dapeng Bird again and again.

Night Feather's wisp of consciousness kept sinking, and it was rushing towards the source of the cold air. He was a little unaccustomed to such a cold air, if it was a sea of fire, he would not be so uncomfortable, but Binghe's words would give him a headache.

The closer you get to the bottom, the more cold it gets, and the more cold it gets, and there is no water source at the bottom of this bath, there are patches of ice. Some of them are red ice cubes frozen by ice, which look very peculiar, like a masterpiece.

Night Feather's consciousness was like a moth to a fire, ready to dissipate at any moment. But he still insisted on consuming this wisp of divine sense, and he also wanted to find out the ultimate secret of this cold pool.

"That's it!"

However, before Ye Yu's divine sense could find out, his wisp of divine consciousness was directly torn apart by the cold air in the deepest part of the cold pool, and he didn't have time to see what it was. Just a vague glance.

On the ground, by the cold pool. Night Feather had a gloomy face. It wasn't that he was sorry for that wisp of divine sense, but he was deeply shocked by what was underneath.

"A bead?"

Nightfeather recalls what she had seen when she had taken one last quick glance at her senses. Countless chills emanated from a strange bead the size of a thumb, and the reason why it was said to be a strange bead was because the bead was red and white.

On one side, it was as white as snow and cold.

On one side, it was red like a flame beating, like blood flowing.

What kind of magic weapon is this?

Night Feather frowned, he hadn't seen it, and he didn't know what it was, if it was Luotian, he would definitely recognize it, right? Night Feather couldn't help but think of Luotian.

There is a lack of days when the sky sets, a lot of laughter and laughter, and a tool spirit that knows almost any treasure in this world.

If you want to wake up as soon as possible, you can only become stronger as soon as possible, and only if your own strength truly steps on the peak of this world, then Luotian will not have to fight with others in order to protect him, resulting in a deep sleep now.

"Whew-"

After taking a deep breath, he put aside the matter of falling into the sky, but the appearance of that bead kept coming to Ye Yu's mind, as well as the cold qi that was cold enough to kill cultivators below the Qi cultivation period.

Although he didn't know what kind of treasure the bead belonged to. can bring that stubborn little crow back to life, this alone is enough to prove that the bead is not a mortal thing, it should be a spiritual treasure born from heaven and earth.

This world is very peculiar, Ye Yu once saw the introduction of heaven and earth treasures in the ancient books of the night family, which said that some strange creatures and spiritual treasures will be born in this heaven and earth, they are like children of heaven, and they are often born to represent the king of the world, and even those strange treasures born in heaven and earth will be cultivated in the passage of time, and finally become enlightened.

Night Feather's pupils turned quickly, and the corners of his mouth showed an unfathomable smile, he had already thought of a countermeasure, if the guess in his heart came true, he believed that the little crow would choose to go with him, but the premise was that the guess in his heart would come true, and soon, the smile on the corner of Night Feather's mouth became a little strange, and even a little crying and laughing.

"This guy. ”

Night Feather raised his head, his eyes seemed to be able to see the situation on the other side of the divine sense, and he was indeed surprised by the little crow.

It has been more than half a day since the stubborn little crow left him, but for most of the day, the little crow has provoked all kinds of enemies along the way, including demon beasts, ordinary birds and beasts, and big birds with strength enough to compete with the great consummation of the human cultivator Condensing Cloud Stage.

But the little crow almost saw the target, and howled and poked people's hind buttocks with its proud beak. It's really hurtful, but it never gets tired of it, and often after successfully hitting the target, it flapps its wings and flies away, leaving the guy who was injured in the hip in the same place.

The little crow's special fetish made Night Feather's forehead appear black lines, and the first thing to bear the brunt of it was Night Feather's divine sense attached to the little crow, and he felt that he wanted to slap this guy hard and shoot it as far as he could.

"What the hell is this damn creature trying to do? Could it be that it fought with the young Golden-winged Roc to attack its hind buttocks? (To be continued.) )