Princess Sets Poison Again

Chapter 369

After deliberately slowing down the speed of Leng Yihan, the two finally reached the snowy ice field one hour later.

The sudden coldness made Murong Xuefei unconsciously shrink back into Leng Yihan's arms.

Leng Yihan looked down and said softly, "Is it cold?"

"OK."

Murong Xuefei flushed, and when she realized what she had done, she moved her body quietly.

But before she moved far enough, he tightened his arms and pressed her back into his arms.

At the same time, a heavy cloak was put on her.

Murong Xuefei blushed and raised her eyes, "Thank you."

Looking at Murong Xuefei's little red-faced face, Leng Yihan instantly began to be amused.

Leng Yihan forced himself to look away, "I will take you down."

Leng Yihan grabbed Murong Xuefei and landed on the snowy icefield below.

The cold air on the ground was a lot colder than it was above. Murong Xuefei gathered her cloak and wanted to put on her hat, but Leng Yihan took a step ahead.

Leng Yihan put on a hat for Murong Xuefei and helped her fasten her cape before holding her hand and pulling her to the depths of the Snow Mountain.

Murong Xuefei looked at Leng Yihan's back, her face flushed slightly.

Originally, she wanted to retract her hand, but thought that she was just taken all the way by him, so she did all the intimate things. Now if she shrinks her hand again, it would be too artificial, and his hand is very warm and comfortable .

The two walked for a while, and Murong Xuefei became less restrained and gradually became more cheerful.

"It's beautiful here."

The ice crystals in one place, plus the surrounding snow-capped mountains and the pure whiteness in their eyes, made Murong Xuefei's heart feel a lot more happy.

Leng Yihan stepped in a footstep and looked at Murong Xuefei, "Do you like it here?"

Murong Xuefei raised her face and smiled brightly, "Don't you like it? How beautiful here!"

This pure beauty is her favorite.

Leng Yihan looked at the pure smile like a snowdrop blooming, and couldn't help but be fascinated.

It was such a clean temperament without a trace of impurities that it made his feelings out of control.

Deep eyes dazzled, Leng Yihan looked at Murong Xuefei earnestly, "I like where you are."

Even in hell, as long as she was there, he would be happy.

Proudly handsome face, affectionate eyes, and pleasant words, all made Murong Xuefei be impressed.

The delicate little face turned red a little, knowing that the ear tips and neck turned red, Murong Xuefei finally lowered her head and did not dare to look at Leng Yihan again.

Those affectionate eyes, like a vortex with super suction, almost sucked her heart in.

Leng Yihan looked at Murong Xuefei's red ear tips and couldn't help raising his lips.

He seemed to find a little trick. He didn't know whether she liked him or not, at least she should not hate him now.

He will continue to work hard until she falls in love with him.

The two continued to move forward holding hands, but under the deliberate coldness and coldness, they were slow like turtles.

After a long walk, the two people walked into Daxue Mountain.

Leng Yihan took Murong Xuefei to a high slope.

A group of white leopards travelling through the snowy mountains below the high slope, seemingly looking for prey.

Murong Xuefei stared blankly and lowered her voice, "It's the second holy beast, the white-spotted snow leopard."

Cold Yihan hooked his lips, took out the flying snow ice Yuqin.

"I teach you to use Phoenix."

"Phoenix no?"

Murong Xuefei frowned, looking at Leng Yihan confusedly.

Leng Yihan's face froze, and he immediately came back, stiffly, "Oh, it's Feixuebingyuqin."

Murong Xuefei looked suspiciously at Leng Yihan, and then looked at the flying snow ice jade piano in his hand.

"You are optimistic."

Leng Yihan's eyes flashed lightly, immediately holding the piano body, and started demonstration.

The slender fingers were the same on the transparent ice string, and a cyan spirit flew towards the white-spotted snow leopard underneath.

"Bang bang ..."

The cyan spirit hit the group of white spotted snow leopards, and the white spotted snow leopard was immediately blown apart.

Looking at the white-spotted snow leopard who had died almost underneath, Murong Xuefei instantly widened her eyes with excitement.

"Wow, that's great."

This white-spotted snow leopard is a second-level sacred beast. Generally, even if it is a mixed master of purple spirit and moline, if it encounters it, it will have a good fight.

But he just flicked it like this, those white-spotted snow leopards died a lot, I don't know if he was too powerful, or this flying snow ice jade is powerful.

What Murong Xuefei didn't know was that the remaining live mouths were specially left for Lian Yihan to practice her hands, otherwise according to his strength, there would be a corpse underneath.

"you try."

Leng Yihan smiled and handed Fei Xuebing Yuqin to Murong Xuefei.

Murong Xuefei took Fei Xuebing Yuqin, learned to be cold and easy to cold, carried wind and spirit, and stroked gently on the ice string.

Obviously it is the same action, but the effect is quite different. Leng Yihan bounced gently, and the snow leopard died underneath, but Murong Xuefei did not go out.

Murong Xuefei tried a few more times and the results were the same.

Leng Yihan finally couldn't stand it. He walked behind her, holding the piano in one hand, holding her in one hand, and wrapping her in her arms.

"That's it."

Leng Yihan regained his spiritual power, and performed the action again.

Murong Xuefei could clearly feel his powerful spiritual power, poured into the piano through her hands, and flew down the **** again.

Doing it twice with Murong Xuefei, Leng Yihan released his hand.

"You try again."

Murong Xuefei poured all her spiritual power into the piano in accordance with Leng Yihan's movement, and then stroked it gently.

A cyan spirit struck the white-spotted snow leopard below instantly.

"Boom" for a moment, the white-spotted snow leopard fell ill, and fell to the ground and died.

Murong Xuefei rejoiced instantly, and turned her head in excitement immediately, "I will."

Looking at Murong Xuefei's excited little appearance, Leng Yihan's lips evoked a petting smile.

"You are very smart."

Looking at Leng Yihan's gentle black eyes, Murong Xuefei blushed, and turned embarrassedly.

No matter how smart she is, she's only taught her so many times before.

Leng Yihan looked at Murong Xuefei's shy appearance, and she moved her hand again, holding her hand softly, "Try again a few times."

"Ok."

Murong Xuefei nodded, and tried several times and succeeded.

Although not as powerful as him, it was also much stronger than her usual weapon. This shows that he is very powerful, and Feixue Bingyuqin is also very powerful.

After the snow leopards underneath died, Leng Yihan took Murong Xuefei to find a group of ferrets to practice.

After Murong Xuefei killed all the ferrets, she finally became familiar with Fei Xuebing Yuqin.

After looking at the early days, Leng Yihan raised his eyes and said, "Go back and take you to practice tomorrow."

"Yep."

Murong Xuefei blushed and nodded.

Leng Yihan closed Fei Xuebing Yuqin, grabbed her slim waist, and hugged her to fly to theological seminary.

Afraid that Murong Xuefei was cold, Leng Yihan still held her tightly and pressed her head into her arms.

Murong Xuefei lay obediently in his arms. Compared with the time when she came, her body was relaxed a lot, not as resistant as before, and the relationship between the two was much closer than before.

The beauty was pregnant, Leng Yihan stole her fragrant hair while slowing down.

Usually only a distance that can be reached by a joss stick, he was dragged by him for an hour, and finally reached Bai Yufeng.

Leng Yihan sent Murong Xuefei directly to the yard.

"It's getting late, let's rest early, and have morning exercises tomorrow."

Leng Yihan lovingly followed Shun Murong Xuefei's torn hair.

Murong Xuefei blushed and nodded, "Well, you should rest early, too."

Leng Yihan handed Fei Xuebing Yuqin to her, "Go in, I watch you go in."

Murong Xuefei blushed even more. She took the piano and entered the room.

Turning to look at the cold and cold in the yard, Murong Xuefei closed the door shyly.

Leaning on the door of the room, Murong Xuefei felt her heart beating, thinking about the gentleness of cold and cold, couldn't help but raise her lips.

There seems to be something different. Did she like him?

But are they developing too fast?

Murong Xuefei, who has not been in love, falls into a disturbed little tangle.

But when he said that he would take her to practice the piano again, she couldn't help looking forward.

Leng Yihan stood at the door for a long time, knowing that the light was off in the room, he returned to his yard.

As soon as Leng Yihan entered the room, a dark shadow drifted by.

Leng Yihan blinked his eyes and turned around, but when he saw the familiar face, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed again.

"Most of the night, who do you pretend to scare?"

Glancing coldly at the blue feathers radiating from the shawl, Leng Yihan walked to the table and poured a cup of tea.

Lan Yanyu lay on the table, looking at Leng Yihan sadly, "I'm lost in love."

Leng Yihan was not surprised at all, raising his eyebrows leisurely, "So what?"

Looking at the indifferent coldness and coldness, Lan Yanyu was even more sad, and stared aggrieved. "I'm all broken, shouldn't you comfort me? Do you have sympathy?"

Leng Yihan pouted, what is compassion? Is he there? Or did he have it?

Lan Yanyu stared at Lian Yihan with a grieving expression. "I've helped you find a little beauty for three years. How can you be so unconscience?"

... Leng Yihan drew his eyes in a black line.

He was embarrassed to say that he hadn't found a shadow after searching for three years.

Leng Yihan looked up, "She doesn't belong to you, you die."

Upon hearing this, Lan Yuyu was even more sad, pouting, "I know, I just don't want to."

Even if the man looks better than him, he is so much taller than him. He is not an opponent at all in front of him.

Now Lan Yuyu doesn't know, just now Mo Beichen not only overturned the vinegar tank, but also took off the mask. He is the first to make Mo Beichen feel a sense of crisis.

Leng Yihan sighed and patted Lan Yuyu's shoulder comfortably.

That woman is not something ordinary people can hold. Even without that person, he may not be able to get her heart.

Sad for a while, Lan Yanyu finally thought about talking about business.

"By the way, Beaver's medicine and refining skills are very powerful, and even surpass me, the key is that she will be relieved."

Leng Yihan was absent-minded at first, and immediately got excited when he heard the last sentence.

"what did you say?"

"Baitaner will untie her. I saw with her own eyes that it took only one hour for Yan Hongtian's son to bite.

Thinking of Bai Juer's tactics and speed of alchemy, Lan Yanyu admired.

The woman's medicine and refining did make him obligatory.

Leng Yihan was overjoyed at once, and immediately exclaimed, "Will she get rid of it?"

Lan Yuyu shook her head. "I don't know this, I didn't ask."

Leng Yihan frowned and became silent.

When Lan Yuyu saw this, she immediately relieved, "We can find time to ask her, according to her relationship with the little beauty. If she would, she should be willing to help the little beauty.

The beaver's woman was an arrogant man. She had no friends and she wouldn't be saved.

Leng Yihan nodded, and there was a flash of hope in his eyes.

If she could solve her feelings, even if it was his life, he would be willing.