The violent and cold that permeated the air finally dissipated.

Half an hour later, the blade pushed away the collapsed snow above and crawled out.

At this time, the forest was covered with frost.

After taking off the ice scraps and snow on his body, looking at the widening of his vision, the blade sighed: "When will I be so domineering when I can show off my way!"

"If Xiaodaozi recovers his strength, any finger can easily crush this ice phoenix." Old Master Meteorite's voice came at the right time.

"Oh~ What are you talking about, old man? A hero doesn't mention his courage back then."

"I am now a little newbie in the soul master world who can be deceived by myself. It's more real to be a human being with my tail between my legs."

"Build your head, practice with peace of mind, do not go to danger, do not envy others, do not act blindly, do not be ambitious, be vigilant, practice hard, improve yourself, and strengthen the fundamentals..."

The old man Meteorite swore that he had never seen such a shameless and shameless powerful man in the Sky Mirror!

Go and see which other person has the strong nostrils of the sky mirror that do not grow on the top of his head?!

He had also seen a strong man who had fallen below the sky mirror, and his nostrils were just lowered.

Not like this bastard who is young, he has no vitality and no high spirit that a strong man should have!

"Since that's the case, why did you come to this far north? Judging from the situation just now, the danger here is far beyond your current state of tolerance."

"Old man, do you think I want it? I'm very helpless, okay?"

"Isn't there a bastard who keeps screaming and asking me to recover soon, otherwise I'll swallow me?"

Mo Nian, who was practicing with his eyes closed in the depths of the soul space, opened his eyes, snorted coldly, and then continued to practice.

I hope this bastard is not talking about him.

"Or else I would leave a place that is suitable for retirement in Shrek College and come to this place where birds don't shit and drink the northwest wind?"

"Under the big banyan tree, on the lounge chair, enjoy the breeze, immerse yourself in the ocean of books, and tease the spirit in your spare time..."

"I went out shopping every few days, looking for something delicious. When it comes to eating, I began to miss the golden silk noodles of the big bald shop owner in Tiandou City. The taste, take you to try it another day..."

The old man was so angry that Gu Jian was trembling: This kid was so ignorant of being enterprising at such a young age?!

Blade Feng was completely unaware of it, thinking that the old man was too excited because of the temptation of delicious food, and secretly decided in his heart that he would take the old man to eat Tiandou City after he went back.

The old man will definitely be very happy!

"Or, or are you drinking tea with Lao Zhao, Sanzhaojin and the others, and enjoying the girls' big eyes that shine with little stars? How comfortable is that little day?"

"But there is no way? So I came to this far north to see if I could find enough cultivation resources to restore my cultivation."

"Little Knife, can't you be greedy for pleasure? The human race will eventually rely on you little guys to support it." Old Master Meteorite advised the blade with some serious words.

Didn’t he really think that Blade is a foodie who is not enterprising and greedy for pleasure? After observing these days, he knew better than anyone else how desperate this young man is in his cultivation.

But young people are talented? They are bound to become lazy when they go too smoothly. They still need to be knocked in advance.

"You old man, are you here again? What's the turn of little shrimp like us to worry about these big things?"

"this……"

"Uh, Xiao Daozi, your little love and pet were buried alive by Xue." The old man suddenly realized a very serious problem.

Blade: "It's okay? Are we practitioners afraid of the wind, snow and cold? Zhu Qing doesn't think he will blame me."

Meteor: "..."

Ruthless enough!

...

When Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes drowsyly, what caught her was a shaking and overlapping fire.

The nose twitched slightly, (╯▽╰) It smelled so good~~

Her confused vision changed suddenly!

Not far away is a huge white bear!

If she was frightened, the wild cat lifted the quilt and bounced up violently.

Martial soul possessed!

Little Bear? Death!

Blade then withdrew from the state of cultivation, and looked at Zhu Zhuqing, whose whole body was tense and entered the alert, saying, "Don't worry? This little bear will not wake up within at least two days."

This scene seems familiar.

That night, it seemed that he had done something too much to a cute bear...

Uh? It’s all over, it’s better not to mention it.

Zhu Zhuqing then saw clearly the blade of cultivation sitting by the bonfire.

Above the bonfire is a boiling pot.

He prepared very well...

"Feng?      Is this?" Zhu Zhuqing carefully pointed at the fragrant little bear sleeping.

The blade was casually turned around? He said calmly: "A ignorant little guy? He used it with a good voice and used it with a tree hole, but it dared to refuse..."

"I can appreciate it by borrowing it from a tree hole, but it's hard for us to kill it directly if we don't mess with it. The main thing is that it's bloody. Since I'm ignorant, I can only knock it out in one circle."

Zhu Zhuqing: “…”

Looking at the little bear with a pity, bruised nose and swollen face, it is obviously not a punch!

But she was alert and let go completely.

If he does, nothing will be fine.

"How is the spirit?"

Zhu Zhuqing came to the side of the sword and sat down, poked the spirit who was still lying on the quilt with her finger.

"Chee..."

Very fragrant...

Blade Feng spread his hands at Zhu Zhuqing and smiled: "Listen."

Zhu Zhuqing was not angry and pouted her mouth, and poked her jade fingers into Ling's belly: "I know how to eat!"

"Chee..."

Don't mess around...

Zhu Zhuqing completely lost her temper. Suddenly she remembered something important. She withdrew her hand and looked at the blade.

"Feng, what is that terrifying pressure?"

The blade threw the firewood into the bonfire.

"A powerful soul beast passed by, maybe because it was in a bad mood, and its breath was chaotic and overflowing. We little pitiful people suffered an unrestrained disaster."

"But it's normal. It's a soul beast. There are always a few days a month~"

Zhu Zhuqing didn't react for a moment, but then realized something, and glared at Dao Feng with a red face and turned his head and spat lightly.

"Stirsty hooligan!"

Blade: No! Who is not in a bad mood for a few days?! Why did I become a stinky hooligan again?!

Forget it, girls, there will always be a few days a month.

"Okay, have a meal first, and then talk about other things." The blade opened the lid, and the air waves tumbling up.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the gaps in the tree holes that were slightly covered by the blade.

It was still snow-white outside.

This is the far north, with daylight and night differentiation, and in years, they account for almost half each.

This will be the case here in the next three months.

Zhu Zhuqing knew that this was calculated by Blade Precision.

It is not here in the darkness, nor when the light and darkness alternate, and when the beasts are hungry.

And three months, everything is enough.

"Drink a little soup to warm your body."

A large bowl of steaming and fragrant soup was handed to her.

"Thanks."

I took her and took a sip. The beautiful eyes were a little brighter, which was super delicious!

"My craftsmanship is okay, right?" said Blade Fen with a smile.

"Um."

Zhu Zhuqing purses the soup and focuses on it.
To be continued...