Chapter 8:

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It was snowy everywhere. Among the cracks of ice and snow, a white (color) fox with long tail ears came out from between the cracks, looked around with caution, and then approached carefully in one direction.
The closer she gets, the more she can feel the fairy spirit representing the success of the practice. The snow fox demon swallowed and looked towards the other side. Sure enough, she saw the snow frost wolf appearing near the fairy's residence.
"Well, the light will rub the spirit, and even the reward will not be left to this adult, a group of wolves." The snow fox demon whispered, and then chose a hidden place, and began to breathe aura above the ice cave. .
As time went on, more and more goblins gathered. Over the past 100 years, they have gradually (touched Mo) clear Jiang Yinghe's (sexual xing) son, knowing that this fairy does not mind the spirit of rubbing the spirit, and the only time he shot out the little demon was because the two were not suitable. The snowfield goblin fights against him in order to get closer.
In this century, there are also many little demon who have been completely transformed into human form because of the immortals. They left their treasures in front of the ice cave, then bowed to Shane in the ice cave, and left again. But that one never spoke or took it, accumulated over a hundred years, and almost piled up into hills.
Lingbo oscillated and slowly spilled away. A familiar voice sounded beside the Snow Fox demon, an ice butterfly.
"Xue Qianqian, you have rubbed the aura with this fairy for decades, how come this ear has not been withdrawn yet?"
Xue Qianqian gave her a glance: "My qualifications are dull, not as good as you, are you all right?"
Bingdie smiled, glanced at the direction of the ice cave, then turned her head to Xue Qianqian and said: "Little Fox, I heard a little news, but interesting, do you listen?"
Xue Qianqian knew that her (sexuality) son was uncomfortable without compiling a little rumors every day, so he said smoothly: "You said that, you still have to lose my appetite, delaying my cultivation?"
Ice Butterfly leaned to her ear, and the said mysteriously: "The elders in my hearing clan said that in the past few days, we have a big demon recovery here."
"Big monster?" Xue Qianqian sneered. "The same rumor, I have listened to it nine times in ten years. How is the big monster recovering so far? Now that the monster family is declining, only the nine infant demon kings and the chaotic demon king are supporting the big scene, you If you say a big demon, you must be a figure above the demon king, but it is a thing that can't happen for thousands of years. What dream? "
Seeing her unbelief, Bingdie hurriedly pulled the sleeve of the snow fox demon: "How can this be a dream!"
Xue Qianqian shook her hand away and sat down to continue her luck, saying: "Are you still in ancient times? Since both the demon and the demon have fallen ..."
Her words were not exhausted, the cold and gentle spiritual waves of the past suddenly shocked, the clouds above the dome suddenly stacked together, the purple electricity in the clouds rolled over, and a terrible pressure came from the top down.
Just as the little demon were horrified, a soft wave in the ice cave swept away in all directions, sweeping the fairies around to a dozen miles.
Xue Qianqian and Ice Butterfly rolled for a while on the ground. When they didn't know that the northeast, southwest and northwest, they suddenly saw the purple thunder with the power of the avenue suddenly hit, hit the ice cave's position, and suddenly the world changed (color), flying sand and rocks, glorious Full of eyes.
If it were n’t for the last spirit wave of the fairy, the demon around the ice cave would be turned into dust!
Xue Qianqian was bloodless (color) and covered her chest with a lingering fear (chest xiong). Hearing the ice butterfly stuttering for a few words, she said: "This is ... This is Zilei ... The one in it is a phantom. Fairy! "
Cave Virtual Realm ... Xue Qianqian swallowed hard: "Xian, Xianjun? Don't know if it's one or two?"
The hole virtual realm needs to go through three thunder disasters, and five times after the Dao Xin test, then it can be no more heavenly disaster, known as the half-step golden fairy. There are only two immortal monks in the world, one is the Xuanwei immortal Junjiang Yinghe of Penglai Immortal Gate, and the other is the Hunyuan immortal monarch child of Hehuan Sect.
If it was said that he would be robbed in such a place, he wouldn't do what he thought, except people like Jiang Yinghe, who was like ice and snow.
Not only these two people, but all the icefield goblins were horrified and happy, but they watched the scene of the crossover without turning around. This is a golden opportunity for spiritual practice!
"It is said that Jiang Xianjun (sexual xing) is cold, but I think this is a person who is cold outside and warm inside, otherwise ordinary power, would you care about you and me waiting for the life of a little demon (sexual xing)." Bingdie sighed. Said, "If you ask for an immortal king, ask him to accept you as a disciple? Then you will be developed!"
Xue Qianqian snorted: "Are you trying to kill me?"
The two's voices gradually lowered, the sky's purple light was overwhelming, Thunder Tribulation rolled continuously in the clouds, and the power of the avenue filled with it was almost dizzy and dazzling.
The sound of Thunder Tribulation rang for about half a day. When all the goblins had a headache and could no longer look at it, the clouds on the horizon slowly dissipated, and the fairy air in the ice cave was thicker, almost (hoogou).
Just as the monsters were groggy, a cold and dull male voice came from inside.
"Don't step forward."
Xuanwei Xianjun had only three characters, but all the monsters who tried to come forward stopped, kneeling on the ground and bowing to Bingdong with the gift of half a teacher.
"You haven't preached and won't be treated as a gift." Jiang Yinghe said lightly, "Let's go."
The voice is inaudible and clear, Xue Qianqian does not know what is going on. (Shen) body does not follow his own brain, and he clearly wants to stay for a while, but the body is still obediently changed. Walk away.
The demon sounds dispersed around.
To the ice cave, Jiang Yinghe was wearing a pale green suit, embroidered with green bamboo leaves scattered on his shirt. He had just passed through the sky, the state was not stable, but instead of anxiously stabilizing the state, he raised his eyes and glanced at a young boy's body wrapped in ice in the ice cave.
A hundred years ago, when he found the place of the robbery, he also found this body wrapped in ice. Jiang Yinghe inferred from the lettering that this should be a residence of an ancient demon, but the demon had already fallen.
On the ice sculpture, there is no demon spirit, but the (meat rou) body is very alive, like the "food" or "pet" frozen here, it should be that a certain fairy dragged into the cold hole of the ice field. Eat it, but there is no chance to eat it.
Within the demon race, there are countless evil cultivations that are progressing very fast. Only those demon spirits who practiced with the authentic Daomen Gong practice of the human race will often make slow progress.
Jiang Yinghe stood up and walked to the Yutai ice sculpture, glancing at the face of the young man in the middle.
Black hair, snowy skin, red lips (color), handsome beauty (yan), if the throat is bright, it is almost misleading (sexuality), just the left half of the teenager's face, it seems that a fairy has taken a bite. , Blood (flesh) is vague and ugly.
Half of them are peony beauties, and half are Yasha Shura. The comparison between the two in this world is also so cruel.
When Jiang Yinghe reached out his hand and reached the ice with his fingertips, the layer of ice that wrapped the young boy broke apart, and the whole body fell into Jiang Yinghe's arms.
Very cold body temperature.
Jiang Yinghe's body was slightly chilly because of the exercises, but when he held the boy in his arms, he felt like he was holding a piece of ice.
The ice was still moving, like waking up from the ice in a vague way, raising his arms to Jiang Yinghe's neck, and said quietly and pitifully: "Cold ..."
Even the voice was a little trembling.
Jiang Yinghe took out a black robe from the storage implement and covered it on the shoulder of the teenager, then hugged the other party up. As the body temperature of the other party quickly warmed up, a dynamic system suddenly came out in a hundred years A hint.
[Discover the target! The evaluation qualification is that the talent is absolutely (Yan Yan). 】
Jiang Yinghe's movement stopped, and there was a strange feeling that the collecting addiction was satisfied. The road to the road was extremely ethereal. Perhaps it would be easier to train three apprentices from all over the world?
He reached out and explored the other's meridian, facing the frozen meridian frozen by the ice, just as he doubted his life a little, the little boy in his arms raised his head and (exposed) half Zhang Shu (Yan Yan) ) Beautiful face.
The clear water-like eyes reflected up, accompanied by the young man's dull, low voice.
"Save me ... me, I'm so cold ..."
Jiang Yinghe seemed to have been hit by something, and it was difficult to spread out a fatherly love. Although he has only lived on the earth for more than 20 years, the two generations must be 1,200 years old. He infused spiritual power into the body of the juvenile (body she), passing through the meridians soaked in cold air, forming a silver-white (color) body seal on the eyebrow of the juvenile.
He lowered his head, against the forehead of the teenager, and lowered his voice softly: "Will save you, don't be afraid."
The young man in the Xuan (color) fairy robe squeezed his arms tightly around Jiang Yinghe's neck and took a deep breath.
The cold breath filled with the aura fluttered, poured into his heart and lungs, and rushed into the recovery of the next world.

This child in the ice cave is called Long Night.
Jiang Yinghe did not choose to escape to Penglai, but walked in the direction of the Penglai faction for a few months after leaving the ice field with a long night.
The long night (sexual) style is very lively, but very obedient and obedient, but very insecure. According to him, he was separated from the family members who had fled halfway, and after being displaced to Mucheng, he was dragged into the ice field by a goblin.
Jiang Yinghe saves him and has the grace of saving his life; teaching him has the grace of reinventing him. This is the original saying of Long Night.
The candlelight trembled slightly.
Jiang Yinghe sat cross-legged on the couch, reaching out to warm the sword on his knees, and Xue's sword fell under his fingers.
The door rang loudly, and in a dark green robe long night brought a plate of sweet snacks into it and placed it in front of Jiang Yinghe.
Jiang Yinghe raised his eyes and did not look at the snacks on the plate, but carefully examined his expression and asked, "Walking three minutes quicker, the breath is chaotic, what are you thinking?"
Long night did not expect him to notice that he raised his eyes in a panic and said a little awkwardly: "... Master, I, am I looking ugly?"
Jiang Yinghe was startled.
"I bumped into a girl just now, and she said I ... said my face seemed to be pieced together, let me roll away a little bit, and don't pollute her eyes."
Long night's voice was getting lower and lower. He raised his hand and wiped his tears carefully.
"Master, I know the monks, can't care ... in the epidermis, but I ..."
His hand was held.
Jiang Yinghe's fingers were slender and soft, and the frost was slightly cold. When he touched the palm of the night, he showed a special warmth.
"The ugliness in her heart will only pollute others." Jiang Yinghe looked at him, "Promise Master, don't be polluted, and always be a gentle and kind person for long nights."
Long night was stunned, his throat rolled, and he bowed his head into Jiang Yinghe's arms.
After a long while, Jiang Yinghe heard the other voice low.
"Be the best person in the heart of a master."
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