The sky was full of snow, and Ye Qianqiu, who was trapped in the leeward place, could no longer see the way they came before. And the slopes of the destination are already full of snow, which is obviously not suitable for further on.

Ye Qianqiu glanced at the weaving frost.

Frost didn't move, and there was not a hint of surprise. Obviously, it is a very common thing to encounter such a wind and snow in this place in the north of the underworld.

Yawn!

Ye Qianqiu sniffed: "Do you know, how long will it take for this snow to fall?"

Although Weaving Frost can't speak, she can understand it. Then, he stretched out five fingers towards Ye Qianqiu.

"Five hours?" Ye Qianqiu was a little melancholy, this snow was falling heavily, five hours, not to mention the road up the mountain, even the slope where they were hiding from the wind and snow now would be buried.

Frostweaver shook her head.

Ye Qianqiu stiffened and swallowed: "Five days?"

Frostweaver nodded.

This is not good news, it can be buried in five hours. If it's five days, don't think about anything. Ye Qianqiu took a step out, and was forced back by the wind and snow.

Going straight up the mountain has become a luxury. If you don't leave this place, sooner or later you will be buried in snow. Ye Qianqiu, who had never seen such heavy snow, could only pin his hopes on Zhishuang.

It's people's home turf.

"What do you usually do?" Ye Qianqiu asked.

Weaving Frost glanced at Ye Qianqiu, and then turned into a prototype. Moreover, the prototype has become very large. The body shape is stable, and the body length is almost ten zhang. Ye Qianqiu was at the foot of its capital, and it seemed extremely small.

The frost that changed into this appearance slowly squatted beside Ye Qianqiu. Without waiting for it to signal, Ye Qianqiu had already climbed up.

Snow mastiffs live in extremely cold places all year round and have thick hair. As soon as Ye Qianqiu climbed onto the back of Weaving Frost, he fell into a warmth.

This kind of warmth made Ye Qianqiu drowsy.

The back leaves are thousands of autumns, and the frost does not stay. Running fast in the snow. The form of the snow mastiff makes her run very fast in the snow. Even climbing the mountain is much easier.

From the slopes of the mountain to the top of the mountain, the frost weaves a trail of footprints.

When all the footprints were covered in wind and snow, Weaving Frost stopped on a hill. There was a lot of snow in the sky, but there was no snow on this mountain. The water vapor condensed at the top of the mountain and turned into a cloud of mist.

Frostweaver moved forward, finally stopping at the edge of a pool.

It was surrounded by ice and snow, but the pool was not only not frozen, but it was still steaming, and there were even bubbles coming out of it.

Poof.

Ye Qianqiu popped out of the pool in a daze, shook her head, and then remembered that she seemed to have just fallen off Weaving Frost's back.

The warm pool water not only did not make Ye Qianqiu more energetic, but made her even more dizzy. Holding the edge of the pool with both hands, Ye Qianqiu looked around.

This pool is the only place on the mountain where there are living creatures. If you want to find the Purple Flame Ice Lotus, there is only this place.

However, Ye Qianqiu looked around, not to mention the Purple Flame Ice Lotus, there was not even a spirit grass that was a little older here.

"It seems that there is no here. Ye Qianqiu sighed, and then, the whole person lost his strength.

In a daze, Ye Qianqiu seemed to hear the anxious voice of the frost. It's a pity that Ye Qianqiu didn't understand what Zhishuang said.

When Ye Qianqiu woke up again, he was lying on the warm rock by the pool. Weaving Frost sat a little nervously next to her, looking at herself cautiously.

Ye Qianqiu thought about it, but found that his body was as soft as noodles, and it seemed that he was really sick.

The pills on his body are all for healing. Since entering the Immortal Gate, Ye Qianqiu has never been sick again, let alone the pill, even how to cure the disease, Ye Qianqiu doesn't know.

However, for monks, no matter what kind of illness they have, there is nothing that cannot be solved by cultivation. If you have, practice for a while.

Ye Qianqiu, who knew his situation, used the strength of nursing to get up, sat on the stone, and entered the state of cultivation.

During the flow of spiritual power, Ye Qianqiu found that the side effects of boiling blood in his body seemed to have weakened. The spiritual power accumulated, and finally, Ye Qianqiu could feel that the spiritual power in his body had recovered quickly.

Ye Qianqiu, who was cultivating at full speed, was in an extremely ferocious state of cultivation. The surrounding spiritual power flowed wildly, and even the pool water in front of him was swept up into the sky.

Opening his eyes suddenly, Ye Qianqiu stared closely at the wall of the pool. After a part of the water was pumped out, a formation appeared on the wall of the pool, and that formation sealed an entrance.

What is that place?

Ye Qianqiu turned his head and saw Zhishuang's face as dazed as himself. It seems that Frostweaver should not know about that entrance.

The water, which had been cooled and frozen, fell back into the pool, and then turned into warm water when heated by the pool. Ye Qianqiu and Zhishuang glanced at each other, there was no need to communicate, one person and one demon, and they drilled into the pool at the same time.

The entrance was sealed, and the formation of sealing the entrance, Ye Qianqiu just knew how to solve it.

The moment the formation was unraveled, the entrance opened. The open entrance, like a huge mouth, swallowed them without giving Ye Qianqiu a chance to react with Weaving Frost.

It was dark and damp, but it was not cold at all, and Ye Qianqiu quickly adapted to this darkness. Weaving Frost's state was different from Ye Qianqiu, she was lying on the ground, as if she was unconscious at all.

It's too warm here, and I'm afraid it's not heat stroke. Ye Qianqiu didn't care about the frost and began to look for a way out around.

"Young Palace Master, you're here. ”

When Ye Qianqiu was looking for a way out, a voice was like a thunderbolt in the sky, freezing her in place. The direction from which the voice came was deeper darkness.

But Ye Qianqiu couldn't stop herself, and she walked towards the darkness. The road is not long, but it seems to have walked for thousands of years. When he walked to the end of the road, Ye Qianqiu was already sweating.

"Who are you?" Ye Qianqiu asked, his voice echoing in the darkness.

The other party did not respond immediately. In its place was the sound of chains. Ye Qianqiu pushed open the door at the end of the road, and then saw the scene inside.

The world behind the dark door has four locked chains. Black chains trapped a light source in midair. If you look closely, you can see that the light source is a trapped person.

The man, dressed in silver-white soft armor, had long hair that fell down to his ankles.

It seemed that he heard the sound of the door being opened, and the man also looked towards Ye Qianqiu. After seeing Ye Qianqiu, the man showed a smile.

"Sure enough, it's you. The chains swayed, and the crisp sound reverberated in the trapped space. But the person who was tied up still had a steady voice.

Although the man's voice was low, he could still tell that the person who was tied up was a woman.

"Why are you here?" Ye Qianqiu spoke, his voice hoarse to the extreme. The throat was stalking, and such a hoarse voice was also made by her with great effort.

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