My cat grass is gone

Shao Dan looked deeply at Feng Jianke, as if he wanted to write down Feng Jianke's miserable appearance at the moment.

Until he found that Feng Jianke didn't care about the existence of other people at all, Shao Dan couldn't help but speak.

"...Why didn't you take back the body armor?"

Seemingly aware of Feng Jianke's strangeness, Shao Dan repeated it again, this time there was a little more spiritual shock in his words.

Fengjian Ke's whole body was shocked, and finally there was a little look in his eyes.

He thought hard: "Spiritual protection device? Do I have that thing?"

Shao Dan reminded Fengjian Ke: "That cloak of yours is a superb spiritual weapon."

Kazami Ke was startled, he suddenly remembered the pup who was covered by his cloak at first, Kazami Ke immediately struggled to get up from the ground, and staggered to find his cloak and the pup.

The cloak is easy to find. Among the dilapidated ruins, the cloak exudes faint blue spots, and the multicolored cloak is like a blooming flower, which is extremely eye-catching.

Kazami Ke staggered and knelt in front of the cloak, he pulled the cloak away, and saw the pup below.

The pup died, and the child's body had already become icy cold.

Kazami Ko's expression froze.

Shao Dan's head bounced and rolled over, and he said, "You have done useless work."

"It's better to put on the body protection spirit weapon earlier, maybe you won't suffer such a serious injury."

Shao Dan looked at Kazami Ke with a sluggish face, and continued, "Do you regret it? If you had the chance to do it all over again, you definitely wouldn't do it again."

Feng Jianke was silent for a long time, he held on to the cloak tightly, curled up slightly, the cloak blocked the wound on his chest, but he still felt very cold.

But in this extreme coldness, Kazami Ke's thinking became clearer and brighter.

"...I won't regret it," he said. "If I could do it all over again, I would still do it."

"I don't regret what I did, I regret what I didn't."

Feng Jianke raised his head slightly, and he looked at Shao Dan in front of him. It was just a head, an illusory thing that might be an illusion, but Feng Jianke once again understood his heart.

"It's not going to happen a second time."

Kazami Ke shook off the cloak and put it on, he slowly picked up the boy and the pup, stood up, and walked towards the body of the old man Jin Guang who had been split in half.

Shao Dan followed curiously: "What are you doing?"

"It's safe in the ground." Feng Jianke coughed, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, half kneeled on the ground, and wanted to dig a hole.

"...and then?" Shao Dan continued to ask.

Feng Jianke used the Guangchen sword to dig a hole, and the speed was still very fast.

He stuffed the old man Jin Guang's body into it, and stuffed the boy and the puppy into it. Finally, he grabbed Shao Dan's head and stuffed it in too.

Shao Dan:?

"You are dead too." Feng Jianke's tone was very gentle, and his eyes were extremely gentle, "The dead should be buried in the ground, right?"

The expression on Shao Dan's head seemed a little dull, and he quickly said: "Wait, I still have spirituality, I'm still talking to you, you can't..."

Before he finished speaking, Kazami Ke made a clenched movement with his left hand, and the next second Shao Dan's head exploded in front of Kazami Ke's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a white flame with a green shadow appeared, and it was not safe for Kazami Ke to blow up, so he burned it again with a pill fire.

After the burning was over, Feng Jianke collected the scattered smoke and dust and buried them in the pit together.

In the end, Fengjian Ke found a broken piece of wood with great interest and carved words on it.

Return to the same grave after death.

Kazami Ke inserted the wooden block on the soil bag, and couldn't help laughing.

No matter how much hustle and bustle and love and hate are in life, they are all buried in the ground after death, and some people even have to be neighbors, which is so funny.

Smiling and laughing, Kazami Ke felt chest pain again.

Yeah, getting a hole pierced, of course it hurts.

He looked around, it was a mess, it looked terrible.

Kazami Ke murmured, "Although it's terrible, I still have to live."

He took some recovery pills for himself, and began to stagger towards the outside of the valley.

At some point, the valley disappeared and turned into a blizzard.

The wind was sandwiched with snow, and the snow was flying heavily. It seemed that in the blink of an eye, Feng Jianke stood in the blizzard.

He felt that his body was getting colder, as if the wounds were frozen, and his spiritual power had also solidified.

No, Kazami Ke instinctively felt that if he continued like this, he would really be cold, and he racked his brains to think about how to survive.

【No matter what you become, you must have the awareness to live on. 】

What Shao Dan said earlier sounded in Feng Jianke's mind, Feng Jianke's body paused, and he stopped.

Yes, no matter what it becomes.

Kazami Ke closed his eyes, he thought, no matter what his body is, in the blizzard, it is more likely to survive in the form of a plant.

After all, Bai Xiao said that he lived on the top of the snow mountain.

Kazami Ke thought about it, what kind of plant would it become?

Thinking of the plants that grow in alpine regions, Kazami Ke thought of snow lotus very tacky.

Snow lotus is a plant that grows on snow-capped mountains.

Then can he become a snow lotus?Feng Jianke recalled what Bai Xiao had said, that he seemed to have transformed into pine needles in order to prevent the water from evaporating.

Since it can become a pine needle, it can also become a snow lotus, right?

Kazami Ke began to keep thinking about the photos of snow lotus that he had seen before. There were white and yellow petals, light green leaves, tightly attached to the ground, and what color the stamens were. Oops, I don’t remember.

Accompanied by imagination, Kazami Ke's body, like a melting candle, gradually turned into a mass of translucent jelly, and soon a white and yellow snow lotus appeared on the snow.

But this snow lotus is different from ordinary lotus. The leaves of snow lotus are not green, but colorful!

Kazami Ke opened his eyes, or his field of vision changed, not only became lower, but also turned into a 360-degree field of vision with no dead angle, just like Yujian flying.

At the same time, Feng Jianke felt that the pain and coldness in his body had dissipated a lot. It seemed that walking in such an environment with a demon body was not only not a burden for him, but he could also spontaneously absorb the spiritual power in the air to make up for his injuries.

Kazami Ke tried to breathe, like a whale swallowing, the storm on the entire snow mountain became even more terrifying, countless spiritual power and snowflakes swarmed into Kazami Ke's body.

At first, Feng Jianke felt that it was too cold, but soon he realized that the coldness was only his imagination, surrounded by such wind and snow, it was not cold at all, but rather comfortable.

Feng Jian Ke Dun felt relieved, he let the wind and snow wrap him, and sank into the ground.

He needs to take a nap, sleep for a while, and recover his spiritual power before continuing to explore.

Feng Jianke fell into a deep sleep with such thoughts, but he didn't know that after he fell asleep, the frozen snow lotus that was originally covered by heavy snow suddenly deformed.

First, the petals of the snow lotus began to shrink, and then the colorful leaves went deep into the ground, and the huge flower buds continued to shrink, turning into thin branches.

This weird plant stretched out with delicate tentacles, like a fine web spread on the ground, and began to devour the earth like a spider devouring its prey.

On the other side, Yuan Chuan walked slowly along with several monster clans.

Perhaps it was his illusion, the blizzard around him seemed to be getting more and more violent.

A few monks in front were already a little dissatisfied and irritable, because since they entered the gap, they were still walking in an underground tunnel at the beginning, but the scenery around them turned into snow-capped mountains as they walked.

At that time, they thought they had entered an illusion, and everyone tried their best to unravel the illusion.

However, a blizzard soon appeared, surrounded by vast mountain tops, covered with white snow everywhere, and occasionally exposed ground was not covered by snow, and it was full of dark rocks and sandstones.

In order to prevent being attacked, the big black-haired man said let's go together, and Yuan Chuan naturally had no objection.

Including Yuan Chuan and the black-haired big man, there are eleven people in their line.

At the beginning, I was able to move forward in a formation, but as I walked, it became a long snake formation. Not to mention the formation, it was very good to be able to keep my figure from being blown away in the wind and snow.

Yuan Chuan continued to bless himself with the technique of thick soil, which is a variant of the technique of falling with a heavy weight. It increases its own weight to prevent it from being blown away by the wind. However, since the weight has been added, the energy and spiritual power spent on the road will naturally be doubled increase.

Yuan Chuan felt that he could not go on like this.

He thought so, and the other monks also felt that they could no longer go on blindly, and one of the monks stopped the big black-haired man.

"Young Patriarch, when are we going?" The monk said with an ugly expression, "This is obviously an illusion. We need to find the core of the illusion immediately."

The black-haired man said angrily: "Don't you think I don't understand? Am I looking for it? There are snow-capped mountains everywhere, and only this snow-capped mountain has a blizzard, and this snow-capped mountain is the highest peak, so I tried to go up Climb."

The black-haired man also found that everyone was not in a good mood. He waved his arms to encourage everyone and said, "As long as we climb to the highest peak, we will be able to find the core of the illusion. If we break this core, we will be able to find the legendary Yunxia secret treasure!"

Hearing what the black-haired man said, the group of people finally had a bit of excitement on their faces.

After hearing this, Yuan Chuan suddenly felt that something was wrong, as if the snowstorm around him was getting bigger, and the next second, the originally loose snowflakes almost rushed over like a torrential rain, and buried everyone in an instant.

Instead of being angry, the big black-haired man was happy. He excitedly said to everyone: "Did you see it? The treasure has a spirit. He knows that we are going to catch him, so he will stop us as much as possible!"

There is some credibility to this statement, because the sky is getting darker, and the storm is constantly sweeping in, trying to blow them all down the mountain.

Everyone tried to climb and climb, and the frenzied blizzard submerged them several times, and they struggled to climb out of the snow again. All they could see was the cold white snow and the dark sky, and gradually their thoughts were frozen by the ice and snow.

At this moment, a monk was shocked to find out: "Spiritual power! My spiritual power is going to be exhausted!"

His panic attracted everyone's attention, and the group of people found that the ground under their feet seemed to be absorbing the spiritual power they emitted slowly and without a trace.

Yuan Chuanxin said, did you just find out?

He no longer used spiritual power, but relied solely on physical strength and the spiritual sword in his hand to get out of the ground and move forward slowly.

The big black-haired man called his partners for a small meeting.

They quickly figured out a way, half of them stayed on the mountainside, handed over the medicine to restore their spiritual power to other partners, and the remaining half continued to move forward.