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    The snow on the top of the mountain has not yet melted, and the chill still exists. Only the ground near the hanging cave has been swept by the little wooden man, exposing the yellowish-brown soil.  The sun seldom showed its head, shining white flowers all around, the color of the earth became dull and monotonous, only gray and white ink of different shades rendered in the sky.

    Ji Yaoge was shaking like a sieve: the cold air filled her meridians, radiating from the inside out, the bones and blood seemed to be frozen into ice cubes, no amount of true energy could fill the bottomless cold abyss, she instinctively looked for the source of heat, curled up to absorb it  A little bit of temperature.

    Yuan also yanked her stiff crampons out of her own neck¡ªher instinct almost brought her hands to his chest.  Putting the person whose jaws were rattling from the cold on the highest stone rock, he turned around and sat behind her, supported her and said: "Sit well." Then he stamped his palm on her vest.  The orange-red light was like a flame, burning on her back. He grasped a thin needle in the other hand, controlled it with his soul, and flicked it into her body.  chill.

    The hot and cold taste made Ji Yaoge tremble even more. The scorching heat from his palm swept across her whole body from the vest, burning like a fire. Countless water droplets gradually evaporated from her white skin, and when the water droplets floated into the air, they turned into a  A thin layer of frost spread out in all directions, and the surrounding temperature dropped with these drops of water, but she was getting hotter and hotter.

    It wasn't until the scorching heat completely took over the chill that the scalding heat slowly subsided and turned into warmth.

    Ji Yaoge let out a comfortable sigh¡ªthe chill was dispelled, and the body seemed to be embraced by the sun, lazy and warm.  A young boy's clear voice came from beside her ears: "Are you always acting so brave?" She opened her eyes and saw a layer of frost on a large area of ??stone rocks around her, which was formed by the transpiration of the cold air in her body.  She was also amazed in her heart, the blood of the evil dragon of Qinghe was indeed extremely dark and cold.

    "It depends on the situation." She said, her voice seemed to be smoking, and her voice was hoarse.  Although he had withdrawn his hand, his body still exuded a warm breath, which completely separated the small space where the two of them were sitting from the frost outside, making her very comfortable.

    "With the Primordial Immortal Venerable, I have no reservations." She continued.

    At this time, Brother Yuan became Master Yuan Xianzun again.

    Yuan could also hear the compliments in her words, he could imagine her expression now with her back turned to him - shrewd eyes, flattering smile, all of her cunning.

    "Are you so sure that I will help you? If I cross the river and tear down the bridge, I will die without saving my life, orkill someone to silence me?" After all, she knew the secret of Linghai.  Yuan also leaned forward, threatening in her ear.

    Ji Yaoge turned around abruptly, his hair brushed against his lips, and he immediately retracted his body and sat up straight, facing her smiling face.

    The face that has been tainted by the heat seems to be stained with layers of thick rouge that cannot be removed, and the big eyes are watery. When you smile, the water waves seem to pour from the eyes. The slyness on the lips is vivid and full of worldly "  The essence of the word "beautiful", even he is used to seeing all kinds of beauties in the world of cultivating immortals, he has to admit that this kind of charm comes from the heart, and it is more bewitching than any surface.

    "You won't, you're not that kind of person." Ji Yaoge sat facing him and replied.

    "What kind of person am I?" Yuan was still a little curious about what she could say.

    "Although you are not a benevolent person who helps the poor and the poor, but you are definitely not a treacherous person who kills innocent people indiscriminately and reneges on your promises." Ji Yaoge smiled, looking very happy, "You are a person who keeps promises  .¡±

    With a top hat buttoned down, Rang Yuan squinted his eyes and smiled, exposing her a bit badly: "I have to say, your compliment makes people feel happy. As you said, the cooperation between us has ended.  I keep my promise to let you get the secret you want, and you can leave."

    At the beginning when she stayed, all she asked for was this secret, but now that she has obtained the secret, there is no reason to keep it.

    Yuan was still smiling, with one eye bent like a moon, and got up to leave.

    "No!" Ji Yaoge grabbed his sleeve and pulled him back.

    Yuan was still staring at the claws that were wrinkling his sleeves¡ªwhat is this?  Children can't compete for candy, so are they playing tricks?

    Ji Yaoge met his gaze and refused to stop, raised his chin slightly, and said sincerely: "I think we can continue to cooperate. Although my realm is low, it is not useless. Take me to Linghai.  I can help you." Just like seducing Ren Zhongping this time, she can do what he can't - her bravado is to emphasize this fact to him, this is her bargaining chip, so she must  to succeed.

    From the very beginning, she knew that he was willing to share this secret with her because he saw through that she didn't have the strength to get involved.  With the realm of him and Xiao Wuheng, the monks who compete for the Linghai will be at least above the Nascent Soul, and for her, rubbing her fingers can wipe her out. She doesn't have the conditions to compete at all.??In the ranks of these casual cultivators, came a group of monks dressed out of place.

    "Senior sister, look." The little girl in green clothes and green clothes held the arm of the girl beside her, smiling with two sweet dimples on her face, staring at the little things on the street vendor with eyes full of novelty.

    "Little Jin likes it?" Zhao Jing looked fondly at Ling Jin, the junior sister of the Wuxiang Sword Master who was many years younger than herself, and smiled.

    "I like it, I like this one, and I like that one too!" Ling Jin nodded her head like a pest, but finally bowed her head sadly, "But it would be very expensive to buy them all, and I don't have the money."

    Although this market is crude, it is extremely attractive to sect disciples who seldom go out, let alone a little monk like Ling Jin.  It's a pity that although she is a disciple of the great sect, she is supported by the sect every month, so there will be no shortage of supplies, but the pocket money on hand is not too much, she can't buy these many things.

    "Thenyou pick something and I'll give it to you. But let's say it first, don't pick too expensive ones." Zhao Jing said with a smile, she doesn't have many spirit stones, and she can't afford to give away expensive ones.

    "Thank you, Senior Sister Jing." Ling Jin jumped up happily, turned her head and pounced on the stall to pick something.

    Zhou Ling, who was standing a few steps away from the two of them, rolled his eyes towards the sky, and sneered in a low voice: "You poor man." Lin Canzhi next to him pulled her hand, and whispered to her: "Junior sister, don't be so wrinkled."  Frown, go out to the market and have fun."

    "Happy? Being stared at all day, can I be happy?" Mentioning these words, Zhou Ling became very angry.

    Ten days ago, she added fuel to the story of Shigong Ridge, pointing to allowing Gu Xingzhi and the others to stand up for her, but instead of being successful, she was reprimanded by Gu Xingzhi, saying that they acted without authorization  , causing trouble, arrogant and self-willed, defiant She was punished to stay in the trial camp to reflect on herself, and she was not allowed to go out even if her injuries had recovered, and Zhao Jing and Ling Jin were made to watch her closely.  Wherever she went, her lungs exploded.

    "That's not why senior brother Gu cared about your injury, so he let senior sister Zhao and the others accompany you."

    "Bah. It's clearly spying on me." Zhou Ling spat, and stared at Zhao Jing bitterly, "Hmph, pretend that I didn't know that Gu Xingzhi went to Chixiu Palace yesterday, and it wasn't because of Shigong Ridge.  He must want to monopolize those treasures. He is the person in charge of the trial, and he can go wherever he wants. It is not a matter of lip service to steal our credit. And Zhao Jing, who knows that she is attached to Gu Xingzhi, will do everything  Listen to him, look at others but can't see what she's thinking, pretending to be a confidant"

    She was cursing at this side, when Ling Jin in front of her exclaimed exaggeratedly: "1500 spirit stones? So expensive?"

    "Expensive? It's not expensive anymore, girl. Although it's just a flattering thing, it's made of good materials." The stall owner pointed to a bronze mirror held in Ling Jin's hand and said, "Look, it's made for thousands of years.  The mirror made by the mother of copper contains the beast crystal of the nightmare, and it is also inlaid with four medium-grade phantom stones. With these materials, you can go to the market to ask how much it costs to buy it alone, let alone this mirror.  The workmanship is so exquisite, it is most suitable for you little girls."

    "It's good, but it's not a practical item after all." Ling Jin pursed her lips and replied in a low voice.

    The mirror is not a magic weapon of strength, but a pleasing thing. It can change the makeup, clothing, and hairstyle of the mirror-looker at will in the mirror according to the mind of the mirror-looker, allowing the mirror-looker to choose the best dress¡ªso, yes  Girls' favorite.

    However, it really doesn't do much.

    Fifteen hundred spirit stones is not a small number.  Zhao Jing tugged at Ling Jin's sleeve, suggesting that she put it down, Ling Jin was reluctant to let go, and fiddled with the mirror for a while before putting it down.

    But suddenly, a sharp blue light pierced Ling Jin's hand silently.  Ling Jin let out a cry of pain, and the mirror flew out of her hand. Zhao Jing's face darkened, and she subconsciously looked in the direction Qing Guang came from, only to see Zhou Ling smiling provocatively.

    "Mirror" Ling Jin flew to pick up the mirror, but the mirror was hit again in mid-air and flew further away.

    "Oh, my mirror¡ª" the boss yelled in distress from behind.

    "Zhou Ling!" Zhao Jing was extremely angry and rushed towards Zhou Ling.

    Zhou Ling retreated a few steps and did not fight her. On that side, the mirror flew far away. Ling Jin gritted her teeth and jumped up, hugging the mirror in her arms, but she was thrown far away by the force of the mirror.  If you want to fall down and eat shit

    Someone made a move and took her.

    "Are you okay?" Ji Yaoge didn't expect to run into trouble as soon as he came to the market.  This person flew towards her, she couldn't avoid it, she could only catch it.

    Ling Jin raised her head from her arms in shock, seeing a pair of clear and compelling eyes, she was suddenly lost.

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