At the last moment, the two of them fell on the back of the kunyu at the same time. The kunyu spread its wings and went straight to the nine heavens.

The sky is vast, and the white clouds are misty. Countless clouds passed under the feet, and the blue sky was clean and spotless. Ji Ping stood on Kunyu's broad back with a jade flute in his hand, and the clothes blown by the wind hunting and hunting were whirring. He looked in the direction of the celestial veins for a long time, but it was already gradually moving away, only the peak of the clouds was faintly visible, but then it also disappeared into the vast sea of clouds.

After all, the home in the snowy mountains could not go back, and the legendary Nine Shadows Abyss on the shore of the North Underworld Sea could not be reached, how could they bear the pain of soul splitting in the future?

"Where is this?" The cold and faint voice was Ming Hainan, I don't know when she had woken up, the old wound had not healed and the new wound had reappeared, and she was even weaker at the moment.

Ji Ping didn't look back and said, "Above the clouds." ”

After a moment of silence, Ji Ping could feel that she was slightly stunned, as if she was confused and embarrassed, so she turned around and explained, "We are on Kunyu's back at the moment. I don't know where he's going to fly."

Ming Hainan struggled to sit up as if she had just woken up from a dream. Above the nine heavens, the wind was biting cold, her clothes were already thin, and her injuries were serious, shivering in the cold wind.

Ji Ping looked at it in his eyes but didn't know what to do. Before entering the mountain, he was well prepared, although he was a mortal, but the thick cotton clothes were enough to resist the cold in the mountain. And Ming Hainan, the four of them believed that they were cultivators who didn't use cotton clothes to keep out the cold, but at this moment, she was seriously injured and was not as good as a mortal.

Ji Ping turned to look at Ming Hainan, and as if he had made up his mind, he took off the cotton clothes on his body and covered Ming Hainan.

"Thank you" A rare smile appeared on the pale and cold face, and this smile was like a gentle spring breeze, resisting all the cold. This cold woman has such a bright side. Ming Hainan realized that there was a bit of a gaffe, and then returned to his previous cold look. But there was still too much wonder in her heart.

"Why did you appear in this Heavenly Vein Mountain?" asked Ming Hainan.

"Because there's my home there," Ji Ping replied without thinking. He had already thought of several answers to this question, but for some reason, he couldn't lie in the face of the woman in front of him. Maybe it's because her eyes are as sharp as knives, as if she can see through people's hearts.

Ming Hainan is still not giving up, there are only the two of them here and now, if you don't find the root of the matter, it will be difficult for you to let down your guard after all, and she is too tired. He continued to ask: "The sky is cold and freezing in Tianmai Mountain, how can there be people living there?"

Ji Ping gritted his teeth, after all, he couldn't tell his secret, so he said perfunctorily: "I have lived in this snowy mountain for generations, and I will get used to this cold after a long time."

This is true, but it seems that nothing has been said. Seeing that he was so secretive, Ming Hainan didn't ask questions, and sat cross-legged and breathed.

One day, ride the wind and step through the clouds and rivers. The sun sets and the sun rises, and I don't know how far I fly out of the sky, but the temperature is gradually rising, and the white snow-covered ice and the blue water communicate in a line above the distant sea, and then stretch out into the distance to meet the sky.

The weather is already warm. The fish also flew lower and lower, and sometimes made a whining sound in its mouth, which sounded very happy. Ji Ping stood on the back of the kun and looked into the distance, it turned out that this place was not far from the shore, and he could even see the villages on the shore clearly. The kun seemed to be playful, and it turned sharply, but it actually skipped over the sea, and its wings fluttered on the surface of the sea and splashed into the air, like a heavy rain, and the clothes on the two of them were soaked again. Ji Ping didn't care, but he didn't expect this behemoth to have such a naughty side. He turned to look at Ming Hainan behind him, and for some reason although the woman's face was still pale, she no longer had the chill that rejected people thousands of miles away. He looked at the shore in the distance with a faint smile on his face, and there was a deep affection in his eyes.

Suddenly, the kun retracted its wings in mid-air and drilled straight into the sea. Like water, the waves on the surface of the sea are turbulent.

As soon as Fang entered the water, Ji Ping immediately panicked, he had lived in the snow-capped mountains since he was a child, where had he seen the majesty of the sea. The more he struggled, the more he sank. After drinking a few sips of seawater one after another, the sea and bitterness in his mouth actually made him dizzy. Just as he was about to despair, suddenly those gentle hands appeared in front of him again, and they brought him out of the water.

Fang had already surfaced on the water, and Ji Ping was dressed heavily, and now he realized that the air was so delicious, even if there was a faint fishy smell. He turned his head and saw that Ming Hainan's head was only exposed above the water, and his hair had been soaked by seawater and stuck to his cheeks. The beautiful face is so calm. Ji Ping didn't speak, and smiled in gratitude.

Before the smile ended, the sea water was flowing rapidly. Ming Hainan looked frightened and anxious and said loudly: "It's not good, it's an undersea whirlpool." Ji Ping saw the frightened expression on Ming Hai's Nan's face, and knew what was at stake. But in this water, he could not exert any strength at all.

The whirlpool grew bigger and bigger, and within a few moments, the two of them were already swept into it, and their bodies were constantly rotating in circles with the sea water in the whirlpool. Ji Ping didn't know how much seawater they drank in this whirlpool, but they felt that the world was spinning, and there seemed to be a huge force in this water that dragged them to the depths of this whirlpool.

Gradually, it became dark in front of my eyes, and I could only hear the countless roars of the sea in my ears. The last breath in his chest was finally exhausted, and his consciousness drifted away from his body and sank into darkness. In the blur, it seemed that someone was waving to him in the distance, but the person's face was still unclear no matter what. The sound of the flute sounded, and Ji Ping felt so familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it. He struggled to see the man's face clearly, but the hands behind him grabbed him tightly, and those hands were so gentle that he stopped struggling forward.

Smack, a huge force surged in. He slapped him straight against the stone wall, and then the soft body hit him on the back cover. Ji Ping woke up instantly, and the picture in front of him disappeared. Glad that the gentle hands were still behind him. Ji Ping grabbed the raised rock on the stone wall tightly with one hand, as if grasping a life-saving straw, and refused to let go no matter how the water hit. The other hand clenched the hands behind his back, and only felt that those hands struggled slightly, but they never broke free.

The water rushed in waves, lapping at the two of them, but the water opened and retreated quickly, and disappeared in a few moments. Ji Ping finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down against the wall.

The cold sound of "let go" was in my ears. Ji Ping was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and looked at Ming Hainan.

"Let go of your hand!" After Ming Hainan finished speaking, Ji Ping realized that the gentle hand was still tightly held in his hand. Ji Ping hurriedly let go of his hand, and in order to hide the embarrassment just now, he asked, "Where is this?"

Ming Hainan's pale face flushed a little, but no one saw it in the dark, and said coldly: "Kunyu belly"

"Ah", Ji Ping seemed to be in disbelief, couldn't it be that he caught a stone just now? He erased the stone wall again, and it was sure that it was a huge stone wall, and he felt even more incredible in his heart.

It turns out that this kunyu was originally a spirit animal in ancient times, and it has survived for thousands of years, and there is a quicksand accumulation between the swallows, and over the years, the abdomen has been gradually petrified.

Ming Hainan ignored Ji Ping, stood up, walked along the stone wall, and walked forward step by step. Ji Ping sighed self-deprecatingly, and could only follow.