A Sword of Frost

In the early morning of the next day, ghost thorns were also introduced into the palace. He heard about Yun Yifeng's self-harm while on the road, and was so shocked that he couldn't breathe. He ran to the Ganwu Hall to take a look. Yun Yi Fengguo really sat on the bed, leaving the doctor to lift his shoulders layer by layer. Gauze was a little more angry, "How dare you?"

Taiyiyuan was busy. Suddenly there was such a throat in his ear. It was sharp and thin, like a fine whistle. He was also shocked: "Who are you?"

The ghost stabbed him rudely to one side, two tore off the half-wrapped bandage, roughly checked the wound, and stretched his hand aside, even though the spider passed a white porcelain bottle. The doctor saw him falling down without saying a word, and he was still thinking about it. It was as if his brain was unconscious, so he hurried up to stop, but was blocked by Yun Yifeng.

"Anyway, he is a ghost."

Hearing this name, Taiyi was even more shocked. He secretly said that the world ’s first divine doctor does n’t look like a half doctor. It's also quite heavy, but ... the effect seems to be good. He thought about it, and then took a closer look. After seeing for a moment, the burn on Yun Yifeng's back had dried up slightly, and he raised his thumb and praised him: "It's really godly."

The ghost thorn ignored him, and only reprimanded Yun Yifeng. The miracle doctor was boring. He packed his medicine box and went back to Taitai Hospital to continue studying the pharmacology.

"Are you crazy?" The ghost thorns circled around him. "I have only half a life left. Will I still go to Yongle?"

"If I die halfway, it's your life." Yun Yifeng got dressed. "Don't even think about resolving King Qi's poison in this life."

Ghoststab raised his hand: "You!"

"Let's leave in the afternoon." Yun Yifeng looked back at him and said, "If you dare stop me, just wait for the corpse. I hate you for getting into the bone. It's worth it if you die by death."

Ghostly stinging lips were pale, and his skinny hands were like eagle claws, stiffened in the air, without speaking for a long time.

The spider tempted: "Then we ..."

"What are you still thinking about?" The ghost stabbed backhand and nearly knocked her to the ground. "Go back, go and pack the medicine chest, if he is dead, you all have to die!"

The gurgle promised and ran out to prepare. On the way, I happened to bump into a stormy door. Qingyue saw that she was anxious and cheeky, and for a moment she couldn't figure out what happened, so she accelerated her pace, for fear that Master would be insulted by this group of madmen again. Nothing happened.

Yun Yifeng commanded: "This is a hard way. Let Xinger stay in the palace to accompany the concubine. Only you will follow me westward."

"Xing'er's temper, I'm afraid he won't." Qingyue adjusted his belt for him. He didn't want to say more, but he couldn't hold back. "During this time, Wang Cheng was ups and downs, even Old Wu said ... … Must Master really admire the Lord? "

Yun Yifeng leaned at the table to drink tea and asked leisurely, "Who are you apprentices?"

"Naturally, it's Master." Qingyue thought for a moment, and adjusted the word order as kindly as he could. "Master Wang Fei really admires Master?"

Yun Yifeng proudly raised an eyebrow: "Yes."

Although he has had a long time to prepare psychologically, Qingyue still sighed. He didn't think it was bad. He just liked the quiet and peaceful Chunlin City. When he thought of the future, Fengmen would move to Wangcheng. Just panic.

Yun Yifeng was so funny, he lost an almond in the past and said, "You think long-term."

"Master is too helpless to help Wang Ye." Qingyue packed his luggage for him, the more he became more worried, "but can the food be unbearable if you live this way?"

"That's why you need to carry a ghost stab." Yun Yifeng supported his forehead with one hand. "Relax, it's okay."

Listening to his tone was so easy and firm, Qingyue would be okay. The masters of other people's homes were either loving or severe, and only their own masters were beautiful and sloppy. It was really not a fuel-saving lamp, dragging a wound The disease is still going to the world for love vigorously. If the gentleman in the tea house knows it, I am afraid to roll up his sleeves and say three days, three nights, or thirty days, thirty nights.

Li Ye also dispatched a small team of Yu Linjun to protect Yun Yifeng personally, and Ling Xinger really could not rest assured that Yun Yifeng and Qingyue were determined to go with them. Everyone left Wangcheng on this day and headed all the way to Guangming Mountain in Yongle Prefecture.

At the beginning, the ghost stabbed him a few words, saying that the hurrying around the clock was dead, but after seeing that it had no effect, he also resigned and stopped talking, only staring at him every day Bowl of medicine, so as not to really succumb in the middle of the road.

The night was cold and the bonfire in the woodland was cracking, and the beating fire reflected the mottled tree shadow. Winds and winds blew through the treetops, and the spider took out a soft blanket and wanted to cover the wind for Yun Yi, but saw that Ling Xinger had shaken his cloak one step before he ran up and wrapped him tightly. Yan Shishi, then the two chatted in a low voice, as if they were very close. Later, Ling Xinger did not know what to say, and made Yun Yifeng laugh out loud, a pair of beautiful eyes bent slightly, With the light falling, the whole person becomes vivid and soft.

She stood unwillingly, the whole person was hidden in the darkness, and jealousy and resentment gradually leaked from her eyes.

Without a word, Qingyue stood up with a sword, squatted in front of Ling Xinger, and sent her back to the tent to rest. When the little girl left, Yun Yifeng just asked, "Why, unhappy?"

"The woman next to the ghost stabs," Qingyue moved forward and continued to block the eyes from the woodland. "This way seems to care about Master very much."

"Spider?" Yun Yi wind said, "She claims to be my maid, and usually looks silent and low-eyebrowing, like a good temper, but once another niece approaches me, it's like a madman. It was only after being able to take the other side with a sword that no one dared to provoke her because of a ghost stab.

Qingyue heard a toothache: "I won't stay away from Master in the future."

Yun Yifeng laughed, "Why, I'm afraid I'll be robbed by her?"

"It's crazy, I don't know what to do in the future." Qingyue cushioned him. "It's three days to go to Guangmingshan. Master, what do you want to say?"

"Yes." Yun Yifeng smiled. "What's going on with my inquiry?"

"As expected by Master." Qingyue said, "The reason for this martial arts conference is that the master Changan is rumored because of the tomb of King Changan."

In the rivers and lakes, rumors about treasures are always intact, but unlike the Zichuan secret map, many people have seen the tomb of King Chang'an. Since the grave group was dug up by the grave thieves decades ago, the baby inside has also been transported out of more than a dozen cars, everywhere on the black market, and this time everyone in Wulin is looking for the most valuable box. It is said that it has been buried deep in the ground, and there are peerless magic skills in it. As for the specific underground, it is difficult to say.

First go to the seventeen or eight invitation cards issued in the wind and rain door, I am also afraid to ask Yun Yifeng to help.

"No wonder even the Jiang family has come. The Changan King who lived hundreds of years ago also named Jiang. According to Jiang Nandou's greed and carefulness, I am afraid that this tomb will be treated as a family secret." Qing Yue continued, "also I don't know if he won't get anything this time, will he and the martial arts leader fight again on the spot. "

"The more chaotic it is, the better it is for us." Yun Yifeng said, "You go to rest, too, and continue to hurry tomorrow."

Qingyue glanced behind him again, and saw that the spider had already left, and she wrapped her cloak for Yun Yifeng, and she returned to the fire.

The night was dark.

The palace is also dark.

When Jiang Ling flew back, a skeleton rushed down and hugged him with arms wide, just because the years were eroding, it was really fragile, and it fell apart as soon as it touched.

He collapsed and looked up, "Ah!"

This "ah" didn't bother, and didn't know what weird organs were touched, and suddenly dozens of cold arrows were shot around. Ji Yanran pulled his sword out of the sheath and swept the floor with a few sounds for him.

"You still sit there and don't move."

Jiang Lingfei was holding two illuminated deep sea beads in her hand and wanted to cry.

At this time he finally remembered the shabby old Taoist priest, saying: "If I see you next time, I will definitely make a shrine and offer him respectfully."

After all, they have been reminded long ago that no matter what they want to do in this trip, they need to stop in time in order to not suffer.

Don't listen to Banxian's words, and suffer shortcomings.

In front of me.

Ji Yanran kicked the bones under his feet and sat beside him exhausted.

The two fell into this palace yesterday. After taking the rain to climb the peak of Changyu, Jiang Lingfei watched the white clouds under his feet, listening to the wind blowing in his ears, and was intoxicated, feeling that he was also like a fairy with a wide-sleeved wind. Turning around, I just wanted to ask Ji Yanran two words, and the result Watching a big pit on the ground, he rolled His Royal Highness Xiao into it.

"Be careful!" He exclaimed, stepping forward to rescue, but he slipped on his feet and fell into it.

The brothers moved their emotions and moved them.

If Ji Yanran can get a biography in the future, this scene will definitely be turned over and over and written on a dozen pages.

Fortunately, both of them carried baggage, and there was some dry food in the bag. As long as a clean water source can be found, it will not be a problem for ten and a half months.

Jiang Lingfei pounded him with his arm: "This palace is huge, shouldn't it be built by General Lu, ready to rebel?"

"I don't know," Ji Yanran said, "but even if you really want to rebel, you should build an imperial palace. How can you build this broken institution city?"

"That's right." Jiang Lingfei leaned on his shoulder. "Forget it, take a break first, and then go to the water source."

After a while, he said, "What if we can't find water?"

Ji Yanran embraced his shoulder: "Then I will cut my wrist and bleed, anyway, I will not thirst you."

Jiang Lingfei: "..."

Jiang Lingfei was flattered and said quickly: "Then I will definitely take care of Yunmen for you."

"Forget it, I regret it." Ji Yanran stood up. "Yuner is still waiting for me outside. You are lonely and unworthy."

Jiang Lingfei cried and followed his face, "I also have many confidantes ... Ah!"

With a bang, there were splashes of water, and Jiangmen San Shao soaked in the cold pool deep in the waist, his eyes faint.

There is water.

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