I have special high-cold skills

This pain made him unable to think normally.

"Hongjun...my head hurts so much." He couldn't help grabbing the hem of Hongjun's snow-white robe with one hand.

The silver-haired man squatted down, he seemed to sigh, but raised his hand to stroke Xuan Qi's hair gently.Xuan Qi didn't notice Hong Jun's rare consolation at all at this moment.He only felt that his head was hit by a hammer, and the pain rippled intermittently, and he couldn't stop it over and over again.He is a face-saving person, he doesn't want to cry out in pain, but just endures silently, his teeth creaking.The fingernails grabbed Hongjun's clothes with great force and sank into the flesh through the fabric, which actually smeared Hongjun's snow-white clothes with faint bloodstains.

"Hmm...Hongjun...I'm in so much pain!..." He let go of his hands and hugged his head vigorously.Hongjun raised his hand slightly and paused for a moment, then took the helpless young man into his arms.

Hongjun never mentioned to restore Xuanqi's memory.In fact, he couldn't do it either.When he cut off the evil corpse with the good fortune jade plate, Xuan Qi's accidental intrusion caused a mistake in the middle and affected Xuan Qi himself... When Xuan Qi woke up, he discovered that Xuan Qi's memory was already incomplete.

Xuan Qi should have had more contact with people and things from the past.However, Xuan Qi inevitably became overly dependent on himself when he saw him for the first time.In fact... It was right to let Xuanqi go back to the Qilin clan.However, for some reason, whenever he saw this person looking at him with innocent, begging eyes, he couldn't refuse.

Hongjun is just someone who doesn't hold much weight in Xuanqi's memory.he thinks.But now it seems that he can get back some memory fragments by his side.

only……

Hongjun lowered his head slightly.The Qilin Lord in his arms had already fainted, his brows were slightly wrinkled on his immature face, and his long eyelashes trembled almost invisible.Hongjun hesitated for a moment and slowly approached, the tips of his noses almost touched, and the distance was so close that he could feel the other person's deep and shallow breathing.

"..." He straightened his body, a trace of confusion rose in his cold eyes, and he felt an incomprehensible panic in his heart.

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Chapter 30

He seemed to be in a dream.

But something is not quite right.

Xuan Qi's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes with difficulty.

Hongjun sat on the side and looked at him slightly sideways.Only then did Xuan Qi realize that he was lying on a layer of soft white fur, covered with a fiery red cloak.

Xuan Qi sat up and rubbed his eyes, still a little confused: "Thank you."

"Thank you for what?" Hongjun asked.

Xuan Qi stretched his waist and shook the cloak on his body with one hand: "So you are quite caring." Hong Jun glanced at him and looked away.

Xuan Qi walked up to him and sat down: "Didn't you want to teach me spells?" He smiled at Yan Yan: "I'm a good apprentice."

Hongjun said: "You and I don't have the name of master and apprentice."

"But it's the truth of master and apprentice." Xuan Qi paused every word.

Hongjun was speechless, his long silver hair was neatly crowned, he was silent for a moment and took out a white hairband.

For a moment, something seemed to flash in Xuan Qi's mind, and he asked uncontrollably: "Did you throw it away?" Then he stretched out his hand and pressed his head.There was a cold voice in the ear, as if heartless and desireless: "...not." Then he bent slightly and put his headband on Xuan Qi's loose black hair, almost embracing his hands.

Xuan Qi shook his head, his eyes became clear again and he muttered in a low voice: "I always feel that some inexplicable fragments have been appearing in my mind recently... but I can't see clearly." Hong Jun said nothing, took out a jade slip and handed it to him.

"It contains the most suitable cultivation method for you and the basic knowledge about the prehistoric world." He got up and left the cave after speaking.Xuan Qi stretched his neck: "Oh! I just woke up and you left!" Before he finished speaking, the man disappeared.Xuan Qi pouted, walked to the entrance of the cave, and saw Haotian Yaochi who was chattering about something.

"Hongjun left?" He asked.

Yaochi pouted, Haotian glanced at her and bowed slightly: "Master just left."

"Where did he go?" Xuan Qi asked again.

"This..." Haotian smiled awkwardly: "How can I wait for the little boy to know about the master's trace."

Yaochi said: "The master is already unattainable, so we don't know the etiquette and respect!" She snorted and looked dissatisfied while speaking.

Xuan Qi raised his eyebrows and was not angry when he saw that her round face was like a pink ball.

The little girl has aura and is quite cute.

When he was happy, he threw Hongjun aside to tease the little girl.If Hongjun is not around, he is actually very boring.

After that, Hongjun was often absent.Xuan Qi would always be left behind if he wanted to follow, and in a blink of an eye, he was gone.After a long time, Xuan Qi inevitably became angry.He felt that Hongjun seemed to be avoiding him.But again there is no evidence.

Hongjun will still explain to him when he has a question that he doesn't understand.As long as he listened to his pleasant and comfortable voice like a faint jade beating, the dissatisfaction in his heart seemed to be washed away, and he could no longer utter any questioning words.

Sometimes he wants to speak when he gets the chance, but I don't know why he is a little... embarrassed?

Just like that, he didn't know how many winters and summers he had spent with Hongjun.

Another winter.

Xuan Qi doesn't like this season very much, although everything on the earth looks beautiful covered in silver, but it's really too cold.Hongjun said that he could use spiritual power to cover his body to block the cold, but he didn't like it very much. In contrast, he preferred to wrap himself up in a ball—this is winter.A season of love and hate.

Every winter, Xuan Qi always shrinks in the cave and rarely comes out.Bored and flustered, he just looked at the jade slip that Hongjun gave him.Apart from being less talkative, Hongjun is not very approachable and even a little frightening, but Xuan Qi still thinks he is a good master. The jade slip lists many correct methods of cultivation and unsuitable actions, which matches Hongjun's cold and clean attitude. It's rare for Xuan Qi not to feel bored with his voice.In fact, what Hongjun said is definitely not funny, but Xuanqi just likes his tone.Yujian also told him in detail the appearance and habits of many creatures in Honghuang, as well as the topographical characteristics and regional characteristics of Honghuang. Xuanqi is like a sponge, constantly absorbing knowledge.

I don't know how many years have passed, and he feels that he knows no less than the local goblins.

Thanks to Hongjun for this humanoid encyclopedia.

Today, his mind entered the jade slip to learn the knowledge behind, and he felt Hongjun's breath when he came out.Now he can already skillfully use some spells and instincts.

It was snowing heavily outside, Hongjun didn't come in, Xuanqi tilted his head, picked up the Firefox cloak and walked over.

Hongjun was still dressed in white, standing in the vast expanse of white snow, the two almost merged into one, a rare white cloak on his body, pure white furry shoulder armor with piping, the style was similar to that of Xuanqi. is somewhat similar.After standing there for a while, his body was covered with a layer of snow.

Hearing Xuan Qi's footsteps, he turned his head, and the snow fell from the top of his head.

Xuan Qi looked at him disapprovingly: "Da Xuetian is standing here, who are you waiting for?"

Hongjun shook his head lightly.The crowned silver hair also swayed with him, and the fine snow fell and fell.Due to the winter, Haotian Yaochi went to spend the winter in nowhere as in previous years.

The silver-haired cultivator stood in the snow and looked at Xuan Qi. Unlike him, Xuan Qi stood at the entrance of the cave, with three thousand black hair neatly bound by a white hair band. Qilin's beautiful face was covered by such a casual hairstyle. It looks much softer.

Xuan Qi tightened his cloak and did not use spiritual power to protect his body. He walked quickly to Hong Jun, leaving a series of clear footprints behind him. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Hong Jun's sleeve. Shrinking, shaking his fingers and dragging Hongjun into the cave.He was still muttering: "Standing foolishly outside in such a cold day, even if you don't know how to be cold, others will be cold too?!" Xuan Qi looked back at him: "Speaking of which, you are not a snake demon. So, shouldn’t you hibernate in winter? I haven’t seen you nest in a cave in winter and stay still for so many years?”

After successfully walking back to the cave, Xuan Qi took off the cloak on his body and shook it, shaking off a thin layer of snowflakes, then shook it and threw it aside.Then he bouncingly huddled into a ball on the soft snow fox fur, and his lavender eyes rolled around Hongjun's body: "I really don't need to hibernate?"

Hongjun seemed to twitch the corners of his lips: "It's not a snake demon."

Xuan Qi didn't notice, only heard his faint retort, unconvinced: "It's not that I didn't see it, the black scales, the snake letter... It's obviously a snake demon." He blinked, with a half-smile: "You don't Would it be... the dream of sitting and jumping over the Dragon Gate like a dragon carp?"

"Chaos swallowing python." Hongjun said.

"Ah?" Xuan Qi couldn't help but move his eyes and think for a while: "Hmm... isn't it just a snake!" He retorted.

"The chaotic python does not belong to the prehistoric demon species." Hongjun explained calmly.

Although I don't understand it very well, it seems that adding the prefix "chaos" in front of it sounds very powerful... Xuan Qi who doesn't understand it.

He watched Hongjun take off the snow-white cloak gracefully and shook it lightly, then looked at his Firefox cloak, a little envious: "I think your cloak is better than mine." Xuan Qi put himself Wrapped into a ball, only a pair of beautiful lavender eyes are exposed, the tip of the nose is still slightly red from the cold, the mouth is wrapped, and the voice is muffled.

Hongjun held the cloak, a smile flashed in his silver-gray eyes: "Do you want to?"

Xuan Qi moved his head to reveal a small face, smiling as he watched Hongjun's long ending: "I want to—"

Hongjun walked over holding his cloak and knelt down in front of him, almost at eye level with him.It's rare that the distance is so close, Xuan Qi's heart