Help!Crazy apprentices actually want to commit the following crimes

Chapter 6 what are you doing here

The moonlight is like practice, and the mist is light.

On the cloud viewing platform next to Lanyue Xiaozhu, Xiao Hanyu stood tall with his hands behind his back, staring closely at Zhu Yunfeng's direction with a dim and difficult expression.

The hem of his pure white clothes was rattling by the night wind, and his back looked particularly desolate in this Yaoyue Peak where living things were rare.

The Shanhai school is the big school of Kyushu, and there are five big spirit peaks and seven small spirit peaks in the gate.

Yaoyue Peak is one of the Five Great Spiritual Peaks, and the vegetation was lush and thriving.

But after Xuanyuan Qingshuang was ushered in, Yaoyue Peak became the grayest color among the mountains and seas.

Because Xuanyuan Qingshuang's icy air is extremely powerful every time it bursts, it can kill all lowly creatures on Yaoyue Peak, and even the Lingzhi Moon Rose flower that has grown for hundreds of years next to the Guanyun Terrace, only A dead old pile.

During these four years, sometimes Xiao Hanyu would not invite Yuefeng back for several days, because he was a dispensable existence to Xuanyuan Qingshuang and Shanhai School.

But no matter when he came back, no matter how many injuries he suffered, there was always someone on the top of the towering peak.

Not waiting for him.

But strangely, it became the comfort in his heart.

Now Xuanyuan Qingshuang does not return all night, he is the only living creature in Lingfeng, he feels lonely for no reason.

Looking up at the bright and clear moon, he clenched the black nameplate in his hand, which symbolized the personal inheritance of the peak master, with a gloomy and contradictory expression.

He was born with an extremely yang body, and the spiritual power in his body was the nemesis of frosty air. He didn't believe that Xuanyuan Qingshuang hadn't discovered this in the past four years.

However, in the past two months, that woman has been uncharacteristically nice to him.

There will be no one in the world who is nice to another person for no reason.

Behind all diligence, there must be demand.

Just like the family he has always regarded as the highest faith, they devoted all their efforts to cultivating him, just to provide a body that can be rebuilt immediately after the seizure of the ancestor of the Hollow Realm, who is near the end of his life.

"Xuanyuan Qingshuang, what exactly do you want to do?"

Xiao Hanyu frowned, his eyes were bottomless, and under the bright moonlight, the corners of his eyes were thin red due to ferocity, which made him a little more strange.

After muttering, he suddenly withdrew his gaze, turned around and swept down the mountain.

……

At this moment, Xuanyuan Qingshuang is immersed in the pain of extreme cold, even with the help of Qifeng's spiritual power, and the warmth provided by the fire-gathering formation in the temple, it is just a drop in the bucket for her.

She can only rely on herself to survive this difficult night.

Cold, very cold.

The cold was piercing to the bone, and the soul was shaking.

Her sea of ​​consciousness has long been frozen for thousands of miles, and the whole world is left with only monotonous and cruel silver.

She clasped her arms tightly, strenuously propped up the shield of spiritual power, and walked alone in the violent snowstorm.

"Master, what's going on, the icy air flares up twice a month, fuck him, he'll freeze to death!

"Master practices the ruthless way, but no matter whether it is mental or martial arts, there is nothing related to the ice attribute.

"The original book never mentioned that she has any kind of cold poison, so where did this cold air come from?"

She walked more and more tired.

Her teeth trembled involuntarily from the cold, and the sound of gurgling resounded in her ears through bone conduction.

The blood stagnated slowly, his legs lost feeling, and even his eyelids were sealed by frost.

A stagger, she finally fell to the ground.

The icy snow quickly buried her, threatening to turn her into a corpse on the boundless snowfield.

At the moment when her consciousness fell into chaos, she vaguely felt a purple light flickering outside her eyelids.

Where did the purple light come from?

No, my eyes are glued, how do I know that the light is purple?

But she didn't have a chance to explore again. When she woke up, it was already noon the next day.

The young man's gentle face and the faint smile at the corner of his mouth make people feel like a spring breeze.

"Junior Sister is awake, do you feel unwell?"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered last night that due to the outbreak of icy cold, she temporarily stayed with Zhu Yunfeng, and the senior brother in charge protected her.

"Brother, what time is it?"

Xuanyuan Qingshuang sat up from the bed and put her feet into her shoes.

When she left, Qi Feng left the edge of the bed and stood not far or near, maintaining the etiquette that a gentleman should have.

Qi Feng nodded outwards, motioning for Song Weiran to come in, and after the disciples had finished placing the six spiritual foods on the table and stepped back, he replied in a gentle voice:
"It's already noon, I heard that junior sister likes to eat spiritual food recently, so I ordered Ran'er to go to the dining room to get some dishes.

"Although cultivators avoid the desire for food and drink, but fighting against such temptations can be regarded as cultivating Dao Xin."

Xuanyuan Qingshuang's eyes fell on the dishes, the jade plate was delicious, crystal clear, it was really fairy food... so bland without any oily water.

However, the presentation was very delicate, a level higher than the meals delivered to Yaoyue Peak every day.

Slowly walked to the table, sniffed with his nose fluttering, and sighed aloud:
"Senior brother can talk about cultivation in everything, and even a meal can bring out great truths. I can only say that senior brother is worthy of being a senior brother!"

Although Xuanyuan Qingshuang was smiling, her face was still cold and distant as usual, and only her slightly raised voice could be seen.

Qi Feng smiled lightly and shook his head, flicked his sleeves and put the chopsticks on the opposite side, then lifted his robe and sat down gracefully.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang understood his invitation, but she still refused in an ugly way:
"Thank you, brother, for your kindness, but it's a pity that my good disciple invites Yuefeng all by himself. I'd better go back."

The Zongmen Grand Competition is about to come, and I don't know if that guy is obedient.

The idea of ​​having lunch together was rejected, Qi Feng was not annoyed, he poured tea to moisten his throat, conveniently put the spiritual food on the table into the food box, and pushed it in front of Xuanyuan Qingshuang.

"Forget it, I also came up with it temporarily, after all, I haven't eaten these things for many years, since Junior Sister is worried about Yu'er, why not bring these back.

"Food and other things are always miscellaneous, and the spiritual power in them is not pure. Junior sister, it's better to eat less."

Xuanyuan Qingshuang felt that Qi Feng's words had other meanings, looked down, but saw the man's gentle smile, nothing unusual.

Xuanyuan Qingshuang thought for a moment, then left with a food box.

Because I had been thinking about things in my heart, I chose to walk down the mountain.

Zhu Yunfeng is the main peak of the Shanhai School, also known as Zhangmen Peak. There are Zongmen halls, meeting halls, etc. in the mountains. The management of the gates come and go in a hurry, giving people a solemn and solemn feeling.

I met many people along the way, and hurried away after saluting from a distance, as if they were afraid of her cold-faced fairy.

Thinking of the description of the original owner in the original book, "Indifference and heartlessness, most of the people she talked to died", Xuanyuan Qingshuang suddenly understood these people.

Whether the interpersonal relationship is simple or not, it saves her a lot of trouble.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, a white figure leaped into view on the stone beside the Yangchang trail on the right.

Lonely, withdrawn, and with the hero's unique aloofness.

That's not Xiao Hanyu, who is that guy?

Xuanyuan Qingshuang took a light step and stepped forward in doubt:

"Son, what are you doing here?"

The Zongmen Dabi is coming soon, shouldn't he be practicing at Yaoyue Peak?
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　Ask for a ticket

　　
　
(End of this chapter)