Nianwei's screams rang out again, and the two came out of the cave behind the waterfall. I was about to leave with a clover and a deep lake. Unexpectedly, he was blocked by an old acquaintance.

Lan Ji and her demon soldiers and demon generals were blocking the deep water lake, and Dion was also standing beside Lan Ji at the moment.

"Xiaobai, do you want to leave like this, do you remember what you promised me?" Lan Ji fiddled with her slender fingers, and glanced at Bai Xianye with a slanted gaze, but her eyes revealed coldness.

"Do you know that the turtle elixir you want will cost the turtle Weng's life!" Bai Xianye didn't care about what he promised Lan Ji, he only knew that this kind of thing that hurt heaven and reason and harmed people's lives, he didn't want to do it, and he didn't bother to do it.

"So what, it seems that you don't want to help me get this turtle elixir!" Lan Ji's eyes were full of murderous aura at the moment.

"Lan Ji, everyone is in the same clan, why should you harm other people's lives!" Bai Xianye felt the murderous aura in Lan Ji's eyes, holding the long sword in his hand, ready to go to war at any time.

"In that case, it's useless to say more!" Lan Ji's voice fell, and her light body flew out directly, and two true elements mixed with violent energy shrouded Bai Xianye and Nian Wei, and they were ruthless.

Bai Xianye's eyes condensed slightly, and her first reaction was to protect Nian Wei first to avoid her being hurt. At the same time, he didn't completely avoid Lan Ji's attack, and his arm was injured by Lan Ji's palm power.

Bai Xianye knows Lan Ji's cultivation, although this woman usually looks smiling, but when she initiates a ruthless attack, she can definitely be regarded as a ruthless person. And there are so many little demons around her, and Dion has become a gang with her at the moment, Bai Xianye is cut off, and plans to use a big move to solve the battle quickly.

Arctic Ice Flame Dance!

The next moment, I saw that the air was instantly condensed at this moment, an iceberg was formed in an instant, and these people in front of them were immediately frozen, and even the deep water lake behind them was also covered with a thin layer of ice because of the huge iceberg next to it.

"Let's go!"

Bai Xianye pulled Nian Wei and left the demon clan quickly, he only used three successes to make them temporarily freeze, and the flame dance that could kill people was not released. After all, to use the flame that could kill people, it would consume a great deal of his true yuan power, and he didn't want to kill them.

The sudden drop in temperature made Nian Wei feel cold, and the clover in her arms couldn't help but lean into Bai Xianye's arms. Bai Xian saw Nian Wei shivering at night, picked up Nian Wei, and left quickly.

At the same time, on the other side, Ling Yuchen and Zi Mengting came to Liuli Town. However, the whole glaze town does not look very large, and almost every household in the town makes a living by polishing and making glazed utensils.

As soon as Ling Yuchen and Zi Mengting came to the town, they began to inquire about the whereabouts of the glazed altar, and they were coming to a stall owner at this moment.

"Every family here can build a glass altar, but I haven't seen the kind you said, this glass is a dead thing without temperature, how can it be like what you say, the four seasons are constant

Wen!" said the middle-aged man, shaking his head while polishing the utensils in his hand.

Hearing this, Ling Yuchen nodded and thanked him, then left the stall and searched for a long time in the town with Zi Mengting, but there was still no progress.

"Don't worry, let's eat something first!" Ling Yuchen took Zi Mengting to a noodle shop and ordered two Yangchun noodles, intending to fill his stomach first.

"Daddy, this jar in our house is so cold to the touch!" said a five or six-year-old girl looking at the owner of the noodle shop.

The owner of the noodle shop looked at his daughter dotingly, and said with a smile: "Silly girl, how can this glass product have any temperature!"

"But why does Xiaohu's house have a jar that is warm to the touch!" the female doll said innocently with big bright eyes.

The owner of the noodle shop suddenly put down the water scoop in his hand, half-squatted down, looked at his daughter and sighed lightly and said: "Girl, Daddy said, don't go to Xiaohu's house to play, why can't you remember it! Promise Daddy, don't go to Xiaohu to play in the future!"

The noodle shop owner's painstaking persuasion made Ling Yuchen and Zi Mengting feel curious, especially when the female doll talked about a warm jar to the touch, which directly stimulated Ling Yuchen's sensitive nerves, so he wanted to inquire about the location of this little tiger's house. So he gave Zi Mengting a look, and Zi Mengting immediately understood.

When the owner of the noodle shop turned around to entertain other guests, Zi Mengting beckoned, gently called the female doll over, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, touched her little head, and asked softly: "Little sister, you said that there is a jar in Xiaohu's house that is warm to the touch, but is it true?"

"Yes, Xiaohu said that he hugged the altar when he was scared alone, so that he felt like his mother was holding him, and he didn't feel scared!" The girl nodded with a smile, really innocent.

"Where is the little tiger's house, do you know?" Zi Mengting smiled and touched the female doll's face and asked again.

"It's in a dilapidated house under the big locust tree in the east!" the girl doll deliberately pointed in the direction.

"Oh, why are you running to disturb my brother and sister eating, come here!" The owner of the noodle shop accompanied the smiling face, thinking that his child was naughty, and hurriedly took the girl doll away.

Ling Yuchen and Zi Mengting smiled lightly, put down the food money, and left the noodle shop.

According to the direction pointed by the little girl, Ling Yuchen and Zi Mengting really found the big locust tree, and there was indeed a family under the big locust tree. The courtyard walls made of yellow mud have collapsed after years of wind and rain.

Not only that, but even any child can easily climb over the fence and enter the courtyard. The wooden door made of several planks was crumbling, and the breeze blew through it, making a tinkling sound, as if a little stronger wind could blow the wooden door away.

Ling Yuchen and Zi Mengting gently pushed the wooden door open and walked into the courtyard.

"Is anyone home?" Zi Mengting shouted softly, as if a little louder could destroy the dilapidated place.

Zi Mengting shouted for a while

moment, and did not get any response. Turning their heads to look at Ling Yuchen, the two of them planned to go into the house to investigate.

The scene in the house is even more shabby and bleak. A shabby table sat in the middle of the room, and in the southwest corner of the room lay a bed covered in dust, as if it had not slept in a long time. The other corner was littered with straw.

Hearing a subtle sound coming from the straw, Ling Yuchen and Zi Mengting glanced at each other, and then took steps to step forward to investigate, but just when they approached the straw pile, they heard a child's voice behind them: "Who are you!"

A boy who looked like he was seven or eight years old, dressed in shabby clothes, stood barefoot outside the door, looking at Ling Yuchen and Zi Mengting with a wary face.

As soon as Zi Mengting was about to answer, a woman's scream came from the straw pile. Then an unkempt woman with straw on her hair got up from the straw pile, and saw the stranger in the house, like a frightened little white rabbit, holding her head, and hid in the straw pile again.

When the little boy saw that his mother was frightened, he ran to his mother, despite the pain in his foot, and wrapped his little arms around her.

"We're not bad people, don't be afraid of it!" Zi Mengting took two steps forward, but didn't dare to get too close to their mother and son.

"Then what are you doing at my house, still holding a sword!" The little boy glanced at the long swords on Ling Yuchen and Zi Mengting, his face puzzled.

Hearing this, Zi Mengting was slightly stunned, she didn't expect to be asked by the little boy's words for a while, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake her head. At this time, the woman in the boy's arms turned her eyes outward for some reason, and her limbs continued to twitch.

"Mother, mother!" the little boy cried out, habitually stretching out his dirty little hand and pinching the woman's man.

Zi Mengting immediately came to the woman, and despite the little boy's objection, she grabbed the woman's wrist.

"The poisoning is too deep!" Zi Mengting immediately took action to block the woman's heart, turned her head to look at Ling Yuchen and said.

Then he helped the woman to sit up, sat cross-legged behind the woman, and summoned the true qi in her body to remove toxins from the woman's body. The little boy paid attention to Zi Mengting the whole time, and did not object to what Zi Mengting was doing to his mother at the moment, although he didn't know what Zi Mengting was doing, but it could be seen that his mother's pain was reducing.

A mouthful of filth spit out from the woman's mouth, Zi Mengting slowly lay the woman flat in the straw pile, took out a pill from her arms, and gave it to the woman. Although this elixir is not a panacea, it is also an elixir refined by their Zifu alone, and it is still useful for the poison in this woman.

"Usually she has a toxin attack in her body, do you let her regain her composure like you did just now!" Zi Mengting looked at the sensible and pitiful little boy in front of her with some distress.

"My mother feels very cold when she has a seizure, and we don't have a quilt, so we can only cover her with these straws!" the little boy whispered, bowing his head.

Seeing this, Zi Mengting was distressed, so she asked Ling Yuchen to go out to buy some food and external medicine, because she noticed that the little boy still had a lot of bruises on his face

Blue and scars.

A fire was set up in the room, Zi Mengting was carefully medicating the little boy, and lightly opened her red lips and said, "Does it hurt!"

"It doesn't hurt!" The little boy shook his head, his clear eyes were staring at Zi Mengting all the time.

Feeling the little boy's gaze, Zi Mengting smiled and asked, "Have you and your mother always lived like this, what about your father?"

The little boy lowered his head and replied to Zi Mengting's words for a long time: "I don't have a father, they, they say I'm a wild seed!"

After the little boy finished speaking, his shoulders began to twitch, and Zi Mengting took the little boy into her arms and gently patted the boy's back.

(End of chapter)