Xianjia transfer student

Just after Huayan finished eating the dry food, the sky became darker and darker, and the clouds piled up in the distance were faintly reddish.

Without waiting for her to think about it, snowflakes like goose feathers slowly drifted down from the sky, falling on the ground, branches and monks, making a soft rustling sound.

The monks around chatted with the people around them one after another, bragging about how powerful their magic weapons are... After the snow fell, they began to set up tents and magic weapons, and some even suggested to go forward to see if they could find caves and the like After all, no one wants to be buried by the snow that does not know when it will fall.

This proposal was not approved, because after entering the mountain range, although there are caves, I heard that there are monsters living in every cave. If people block the entrance of the cave, they may not be able to escape.

It's better to have a wide field of vision here. If there is danger, you can have time to react.

Naturally, some people disdain this decision. Even if they dare not say it out loud, some people whisper that it is too cautious and cowardly.

Such words were all ignored, and some people even ignited the bonfire regardless of Jianyi's opposition.

If they were asked to extinguish the bonfire, they would yell at Jianyi and they wanted to freeze them to death so that they could swallow the treasure for themselves, but in the end Jianyi had to wave his hand and ignore them.

Although Huayan didn't light the bonfire, she took the opportunity to sit near the bonfire. Even if someone gave her a few supercilious looks, she just pretended not to see it.

After resting in front of the bonfire for a while, although the soaked shoes and trouser legs were dried, the falling snow still melted on the top of the head, shoulders, and brought a chill through the clothes because of the bonfire.

Before midnight, Huayan's lips were already pale from the cold.

She couldn't store spiritual energy for a long time, and she didn't dare to consume spiritual energy to warm her body like those monks. Her hands and feet were cold and her heart was already irritated. The bragging of those monks was in her ears, and she could hear clearly. , but also a good thing.

"Why doesn't Huayan use her skills to resist the cold?" After Jianyi circulated his mind, he opened his eyes and found that Huayan was trembling slightly from the cold. The red fox fur who knew who put it on him was put on Huayan's body.

Huayan, who was startled by the fox fur that suddenly draped over her body, finally came to her senses. She lightly touched the fox fur with her cold fingers, and knew that the red fox fur belonged to Hua Ling. Hua Ling's name was embroidered brightly on the inside of the fox fur, and it was difficult to ignore it.

Huayan looked around, but fortunately Hualing had disappeared, otherwise there might be another scene.

"This fox fur is Hualing's. I think it was put on you because I was worried that you would be cold. If you give it to me like this, I'm afraid it will chill her heart." Huayan smiled lightly and glanced at Jianyi. He reached out to take off the red fox fur, lightly patted off the strange reddish snowflakes on it, and handed it back to Jianyi.

Jianyi frowned unconsciously when he heard the origin of the red fox fur, took the fox fur and casually hung it on a nearby tree branch, then took off his robe and handed it to Hua Yan, saying: "If you don't remind me, I think it was given to me by Nineteen. I am a monk of Sword Soul, and this kind of cold is nothing to me. But you, a monk of Qizong, are already weak. I will go find you a fox fur later. .”

"This kind of wind and snow is nothing to monks. It's just because I grew up in the Xuanji Sect. It's rare to see this kind of heavy snow. It's just for fun. I will use my skills to drive out the cold later. It doesn't matter. Yes." Huayan said, catching the snowflakes falling in mid-air, looking curiously at the snowflakes that were about to melt in her palm.

Hua Yan's actions were like throwing a stone into the water, causing ripples in Jian Yi's heart.

Ever since Huayan appeared in front of him, Huayan's every word, every move, every eyebrow raise and smile, all affected his mind, he knew it was a bit weird, but when he wanted to turn around and ignore it, his mind was full of Huayan's figure and Those extremely clear eyes.

Huayan noticed that the sword intent was disordered, and there was a secret difference in her heart. She slowly put away the smile on her face and stood up.

Jian Yi staggered his eyes, didn't dare to look at Huayan anymore, turned around and walked away with his sword in his hand, as if he was afraid that someone would chase him.

Huayan looked at it suspiciously for a while, then retracted her gaze, and looked at the outer robe that fell at her feet. This is the school uniform of Xuanhuang Sword Sect. It is not as elegant as the Xuanji Sect, but it is like a battle robe and is more practical. .

Huayan picked up the robe, lightly flicked off the snowflakes on it, and then hung it on a branch beside her, fluttering in the wind...

Jianyi walked a few steps before realizing that his behavior was a little impolite, and wanted to come back and explain it. When he was still thinking about what reason to explain more appropriate, he saw Huayan hanging his robe on the Hualing's fox fur-like tree branch.

Seeing this scene, the sword intent raised its momentum, and it is difficult to restrain the edge of a sword without an edge.With a swing of the sword, the red light split the air, splitting the robe abruptly in the middle, and the severed branch fell to Huayan's feet, silently on the snow.

Huayan turned her head to look at Sword Intent, Sword Intent turned around and stepped on the wind, and Ling Yun moved away from everyone's sight, the sword in her hand was like a flowing cloud, and she pinched Taixu's formula, condensing her dantian.Taixu swordsmanship creates Tai Chi with every move.

The sword was in front of him, and the blade made a clang sound, shattering the snowflakes that fell on it, and a snow fog appeared in front of him.

After the snow mist dissipated, Jian Yi reluctantly danced a few more swords, and finally thrust the sword in his hand into the snow, leaning on the sword and panting slightly.

Jianyi's actions naturally disturbed other people. Hua Ling saw this scene just after he came back. Although he didn't know the cause and effect, but looking at Jianyi's sword, he knew that Huayan probably provoked him.

Looking at my fox fur on the branch next to Huayan, I couldn't help snorting coldly, stepped forward a few steps, passed by Huayan, and took my own fox fur: "Senior sister Huayan, if you need a fox fur, you can buy it with me." I want it, why do you need to steal it to provoke Brother Jianyi to be angry?"

"The fox fur was given to me by Sword Intent. I don't want it. He put it on the branch." Huayan squatted beside the campfire, and moved her hand closer to the campfire.

"Impossible... Humph, you're pretending to be pitiful!" Hua Ling snorted coldly as she spoke, and looked around, and found that many people around were nodding, so she reluctantly hugged the fox fur and walked towards the direction where Sword Intent left run away.

"Brother Jianyi!" Hua Ling saw Jianyi from a distance, saw him panting against the sword, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

At this moment, Jian Yi felt that all the aura circulating around his body was sucked into his dantian. In an instant, his dantian was in pain like a burning flame, his whole body was as stiff as death, and he couldn't even hide from Hualing's hand.

Suppressing the pain, Jianyi's forehead was covered with cold sweat, he barely closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and scolded: "Get out." Just after Huayan finished eating the dry food, the sky became darker and darker, and the clouds piled up in the distance faintly penetrated. With a layer of light red.

Without waiting for her to think about it, snowflakes like goose feathers slowly drifted down from the sky, falling on the ground, branches and monks, making a soft rustling sound.

The monks around chatted with the people around them one after another, bragging about how powerful their magic weapons are... After the snow fell, they began to set up tents and magic weapons, and some even suggested to go forward to see if they could find caves and the like After all, no one wants to be buried by the snow that does not know when it will fall.

This proposal was not approved, because after entering the mountain range, although there are caves, I heard that there are monsters living in every cave. If people block the entrance of the cave, they may not be able to escape.

It's better to have a wide field of vision here. If there is danger, you can have time to react.

Naturally, some people disdain this decision. Even if they dare not say it out loud, some people whisper that it is too cautious and cowardly.

Such words were all ignored, and some people even ignited the bonfire regardless of Jianyi's opposition.

If they were asked to extinguish the bonfire, they would yell at Jianyi and they wanted to freeze them to death so that they could swallow the treasure for themselves, but in the end Jianyi had to wave his hand and ignore them.

Although Huayan didn't light the bonfire, she took the opportunity to sit near the bonfire. Even if someone gave her a few supercilious looks, she just pretended not to see it.

After resting in front of the bonfire for a while, although the soaked shoes and trouser legs were dried, the falling snow still melted on the top of the head, shoulders, and brought a chill through the clothes because of the bonfire.

Before midnight, Huayan's lips were already pale from the cold.

She couldn't store spiritual energy for a long time, and she didn't dare to consume spiritual energy to warm her body like those monks. Her hands and feet were cold and her heart was already irritated. The bragging of those monks was in her ears, and she could hear clearly. , but also a good thing.

"Why doesn't Huayan use her skills to resist the cold?" After Jianyi circulated his mind, he opened his eyes and found that Huayan was trembling slightly from the cold. The red fox fur who knew who put it on him was put on Huayan's body.

Huayan, who was startled by the fox fur that suddenly draped over her body, finally came to her senses. She lightly touched the fox fur with her cold fingers, and knew that the red fox fur belonged to Hua Ling. Hua Ling's name was embroidered brightly on the inside of the fox fur, and it was difficult to ignore it.

Huayan looked around, but fortunately Hualing had disappeared, otherwise there might be another scene.

"This fox fur is Hualing's. I think it was put on you because I was worried that you would be cold. If you give it to me like this, I'm afraid it will chill her heart." Huayan smiled lightly and glanced at Jianyi. He reached out to take off the red fox fur, lightly patted off the strange reddish snowflakes on it, and handed it back to Jianyi.

Jianyi frowned unconsciously when he heard the origin of the red fox fur, took the fox fur and casually hung it on a nearby tree branch, then took off his robe and handed it to Hua Yan, saying: "If you don't remind me, I think it was given to me by Nineteen. I am a monk of Sword Soul, and this kind of cold is nothing to me. But you, a monk of Qizong, are already weak. I will go find you a fox fur later. .”

"This kind of wind and snow is nothing to monks. It's just because I grew up in the Xuanji Sect. It's rare to see this kind of heavy snow. It's just for fun. I will use my skills to drive out the cold later. It doesn't matter. Yes." Huayan said, catching the snowflakes falling in mid-air, looking curiously at the snowflakes that were about to melt in her palm.

Hua Yan's actions were like throwing a stone into the water, causing ripples in Jian Yi's heart.

Ever since Huayan appeared in front of him, Huayan's every word, every move, every eyebrow raise and smile, all affected his mind, he knew it was a bit weird, but when he wanted to turn around and ignore it, his mind was full of Huayan's figure and Those extremely clear eyes.

Huayan noticed that the sword intent was disordered, and there was a secret difference in her heart. She slowly put away the smile on her face and stood up.

Jian Yi staggered his eyes, didn't dare to look at Huayan anymore, turned around and walked away with his sword in his hand, as if he was afraid that someone would chase him.

Huayan looked at it suspiciously for a while, then retracted her gaze, and looked at the outer robe that fell at her feet. This is the school uniform of Xuanhuang Sword Sect. It is not as elegant as the Xuanji Sect, but it is like a battle robe and is more practical. .

Huayan picked up the robe, lightly flicked off the snowflakes on it, and then hung it on a branch beside her, fluttering in the wind...

Jianyi walked a few steps before realizing that his behavior was a little impolite, and wanted to come back and explain it. When he was still thinking about what reason to explain more appropriate, he saw Huayan hanging his robe on the Hualing's fox fur-like tree branch.

Seeing this scene, the sword intent raised its momentum, and it is difficult to restrain the edge of a sword without an edge.With a swing of the sword, the red light split the air, splitting the robe abruptly in the middle, and the severed branch fell to Huayan's feet, silently on the snow.

Huayan turned her head to look at Sword Intent, Sword Intent turned around and stepped on the wind, and Ling Yun moved away from everyone's sight, the sword in her hand was like a flowing cloud, and she pinched Taixu's formula, condensing her dantian.Taixu swordsmanship creates Tai Chi with every move.

The sword was in front of him, and the blade made a clang sound, shattering the snowflakes that fell on it, and a snow fog appeared in front of him.

After the snow mist dissipated, Jian Yi reluctantly danced a few more swords, and finally thrust the sword in his hand into the snow, leaning on the sword and panting slightly.

Jianyi's actions naturally disturbed other people. Hua Ling saw this scene just after he came back. Although he didn't know the cause and effect, but looking at Jianyi's sword, he knew that Huayan probably provoked him.

Looking at my fox fur on the branch next to Huayan, I couldn't help snorting coldly, stepped forward a few steps, passed by Huayan, and took my own fox fur: "Senior sister Huayan, if you need a fox fur, you can buy it with me." I want it, why do you need to steal it to provoke Brother Jianyi to be angry?"

"The fox fur was given to me by Sword Intent. I don't want it. He put it on the branch." Huayan squatted beside the campfire, and moved her hand closer to the campfire.

"Impossible... Humph, you're pretending to be pitiful!" Hua Ling snorted coldly as she spoke, and looked around, and found that many people around were nodding, so she reluctantly hugged the fox fur and walked towards the direction where Sword Intent left run away.

"Brother Jianyi!" Hua Ling saw Jianyi from a distance, saw him panting against the sword, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

At this moment, Jian Yi felt that all the aura circulating around his body was sucked into his dantian. In an instant, his dantian was in pain like a burning flame, his whole body was as stiff as death, and he couldn't even hide from Hualing's hand.

Sternly enduring the pain, cold sweat oozes from Jianyi's forehead, he barely closes his eyes and gritted his teeth, scolding: "Get lost."