wicked immortal

The third grade.

The east courtyard gradually became lively. Chef Lei and his wife had already come to work, and some workers came. Zhu Dapao also came to order at noon and explained some things.The gate of the east courtyard was also opened, and some scattered merchants came to the east courtyard to wholesale goods one after another.

On this day, Zhao Yuan didn't go out, except for eating, he was in the room all day.

In fact, Zhao Yuan in the room was not quiet, he even felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, he was very anxious, but he couldn't find the reason.

Is that black little sword still buried under Xiaoyang Mountain?

And that corpse.

Ink colored sword.

Frost Excalibur.

Suddenly, Zhao Yuan's body shook, and he realized an important problem. If Wan Ling'er sold the Ice Sword, it would not be easy for them to go to Xiaoyang Mountain to find the corpse in the future. It takes a day to go back.If this procrastination continues, if someone finds the body, the consequences will be disastrous.

It can be predicted that once Hua Yunzong discovers Ma Silong's body, he will definitely use Xiaoyang Mountain as the radiation center to search for clues in the surrounding towns, and Xujiaqiao will be the first to bear the brunt...

Wan Ling'er couldn't be allowed to sell the Ice Excalibur, at least, he had to wait until the corpse was found before selling it.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yuan felt anxious.

Now, he can only pray that Wan Ling'er hasn't sold the Frost Excalibur yet.

In the anxious wait, it got dark.

After dinner, the east yard closed early, and the workers went to the kitchen to warm up and chat, while Zhao Principle stayed in the hut waiting for Wan Linger's paper butterfly.

Minutes passed by.

Zhao Yuan has practiced the tranquility in the realm of brute force countless times, but there is still no trace of paper butterflies in the cold wind blowing hole.

rustle……

Finally, there was a slight rubbing sound outside the window.

Immersed in the "quiet" world, Zhao Yuan's six senses were extremely keen, and he immediately felt the familiar voice, and opened his eyes. Sure enough, the pink paper butterfly had entered the room, circling in the air, drawing After making a graceful arc, it landed on Zhao Yuan's bedside.

This time, the paper butterfly didn't fall headfirst on Zhao Yuan's bedside, but hovered and landed extremely gracefully. Even after the paper butterfly landed on the bedside, it fluttered its wings a few times, which was extremely graceful.

It seems that Wan Ling'er is getting more and more proficient at manipulating the paper butterfly.

"Are you asleep?" Opening the letterhead, it was Wan Linger's beautiful and neat handwriting. It could be seen that Wan Linger wrote very seriously, focusing on every stroke.

"Waiting for you." Wan Ling'er, who opened Zhao Yuan's letter paper, saw the flamboyant words on it, and suddenly felt like a deer bumped, and his face was full of joy.

"what?"

"I want to see you, come here."

Zhao Yuan didn't want to waste time, so he got straight to the point.However, after Zhao Yuan's letter was sent out, it seemed like nothing had disappeared. At least half an hour passed, and there was still no news.

Could it be that Wan Ling'er sold the Ice Excalibur?

Distraught, Zhao Yuan got out of bed and paced back and forth. If Wan Ling'er still didn't reply, he had no choice but to go to the foot of Xiaoyang Mountain overnight to dispose of the corpse.

If someone with a heart finds the little ink-colored sword on Ma Silong's body, as long as they trace it, they will definitely trace it to Wan Ling'er.

Although Zhao Yuan didn't know much about the world of comprehension, he believed that flying swords like the black sword must be well documented.Moreover, Wan Ling'er once said that the little black sword was bought, and if Hua Yunzong found out the seller, Wan Ling'er's identity would be exposed.

After finding Wan Ling'er, pulling out the radish and bringing out the mud, he, Zhao Yuan, would definitely not be able to escape.

Zhao Yuan naturally didn't know that Wan Ling'er's mind was in a fierce struggle at this time.

rustle……

After waiting impatiently, the pink paper butterfly finally flew into the room, and Zhao Yuan quickly opened the letterhead.

"My father put a restriction on the Frost Excalibur, I can't go to the East Court, what should I do?"

"I'll wait for you at the end of East Street."

"Ah."

Zhao Yuan casually found an excuse to hit a rabbit and asked Mr. Qi to open the door. Mr. Qi and Zhao Yuan had known each other for a long time, so naturally he would not be in trouble. He also told Zhao Yuan not to run to the river, it would be bad if he fell into a hole in the ice Well, in this cold weather, even if you don't drown, you will freeze to death.

In the early morning, the East Street was cold and windy, and the rolled up snow foam was flying all over the sky, and there was no one in sight.

Zhao Yuan ran straight to the wilderness at the end of the street.

"Zhao Yuan, I'm here."

As soon as Zhao Yuan rushed past a tree, there was a crisp voice behind him. Turning around, he saw Wan Ling'er standing under the tree in a pink tight-fitting padded jacket, and a pair of buckskin shoes on his feet.The little padded jacket fits very well, and Wan Linger's already curvy figure becomes more and more graceful. Although it is night, under the background of the white snow, her whole body exudes a faint halo, like a cluster of red flowers in full bloom.

For a moment, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but be infatuated.

Looking at Zhao Yuan's bewildered look, Wan Ling'er looked shy, but she was happy in her heart, and she stopped to look Zhao Yuan in the eyes.

"You're here." Zhao Yuan suddenly woke up.

"I didn't come." Wan Ling'er pouted.

"..."

"Aren't you cold?" Wan Ling'er noticed that Zhao Yuan was actually wearing a single shirt.

"not cold."

"Then...then... let's go..." Wan Ling'er blushed, lowered her head, stood on tiptoe, and walked towards the field first, leaving a trail of small footprints behind her. The moccasin shoes set off her long legs even more slender.

"Ling'er, we're out of time."

The snow-white beauty is poetic and picturesque. Unfortunately, Zhao Yuan had no intention of admiring the beautiful scenery, because he saw Wan Linger holding the Ice Excalibur in his hand.

After seeing the Frost Excalibur, Zhao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't notice the shyness on Wan Ling'er's face at all.

"No time for what?" Wan Ling'er was taken aback, then looked back at Zhao Yuan.

"We have to go to Xiaoyang Mountain to dispose of the corpse and find the little black sword. If someone else finds out and follows the little black sword to find us, the consequences will be unimaginable. Besides, if you sell the ice sword, Xiaoyangshan The mountains are high and steep, and the road is bumpy. It will be more difficult for us to go to Xiaoyang Mountain in the future. While the Ice Sword is still there, let's deal with this matter quickly."

"Ah...then let's go quickly."

Wan Ling'er's face turned pale when she heard the words, and she didn't care about her ladylike image, she drew out the Ice Excalibur and rushed to Zhao Yuan's side, the two of them stepped on the flying sword and flew towards Xiaoyang Mountain Yujian.

Wan Ling'er's speed of controlling the flying sword was getting faster and faster, and she didn't have the heart to speak all the way. She was flying like lightning, and after more than 70 miles, she arrived at the foot of Xiaoyang Mountain in just one stick of incense. However, Zhao Yuan was frozen to death. Half-dead, only the two faint auras of luck can keep out the cold, which is better.

At first, Zhao Yuan was afraid that Wan Ling'er would find out that he already possessed spiritual energy, but what surprised him was that Wan Ling'er didn't realize it at all.

Could it be that Wan Ling'er's cultivation base is too low to detect his aura?

While Zhao Yuan was thinking, Wan Ling'er pressed down on the flying sword and flew low to the ground, looking for the avalanche.

When the two arrived at the mountainside where Xue Beng was on that day, they were dumbfounded. Looking around, there was a vast sea of ​​snow, and the snow accumulation was probably as much as millions of tons. All the workers from Wanjia were called, but it was impossible to dig it up.

"What should I do?" Wan Ling'er wanted to cry but had no tears.

"We entered from that cave. At that time, we rolled down the mountain together with the corpse, and were rushed into the cave by the cracked snow. Presumably, the corpse should be near the cave. We can look for it from the cave." Zhao Yuan thought for a while. road.

"Yeah, Zhao Yuan, you're still smart, why didn't I think of that!" Wan Linger looked back at Zhao Yuan and praised.

"Let's go, it's already very late." Seeing that charming smile, Zhao Yuan lost his mind for a while, and said hastily.

"Let's go!"

Wan Ling'er urged the Ice Excalibur vigorously, and the Ice Excalibur actually burst into light blue streamer, which completely covered Wan Linger and Zhao Yuan. To Zhao Yuan's surprise, after being covered by the streamer, the The sharp cold wind suddenly disappeared, as if in a blue transparent room.

"Haha, my aura has increased."