A little padded jacket that accidentally turned into a villain

Meng Xianjue got into the carriage with the chill all over his body, the moment the curtain was raised, the wind poured in, the burning candles in the carriage danced and flickered, Ling Siyao sniffed twice: "Close the door, close the door quickly! "

Cheng Weiwan reluctantly took the flowers and food box from Meng Xianjue's hand, so that he could get in the car conveniently, so that the time to raise the curtain could be shortened.

Meng Xianjue was frozen in the cold wind for so long, and his body became unconscious. It wasn't until he got into the warm car, holding a heater that Cheng Weiwan forced in his hand, that he felt that he was slowly recovering.

Cheng Weiwan found a place for the bunch of citrus flowers and placed it so that the setting sun shrouded it. She closed her eyes uncomfortably, ignoring Meng Xianjue's scorching gaze that was always looking at him, and opened the food box.

The food box is made of excellent wood, thick and heavy, it is a waste of things to use as a food box, but Cheng Weiwan didn't notice that a mere 17-year-old youth can use ebony wood to make a food box, and he doesn't feel bad about it.

Even if Meng Xianjue studied under Tianmen, Tianmen would not let him spend so much.

Inside the food box are ordinary mortal foods, such as crab roe buns and shrimp dumplings, which are exquisite in style, and I bought a lot of them, because they are warmed by spiritual power, so they still maintain a fresh taste along the way.

Ling Siyao smelled the fragrance, squirmed over like a caterpillar, rubbed against Cheng Weiwan with a shy face, and asked him to feed her a shrimp dumpling.

Cheng Weiwan rolled her eyes at him, with a disgusted look on her face, but she still picked up a shrimp dumpling and was about to send it to Ling Siyao's mouth——suddenly, a pair of chopsticks stretched out in the air.

Both Cheng Weiwan and Ling Siyao were stunned.

It was Meng Xianjue who, with his stiff right hand that hadn't recovered completely, held up the chopsticks, picked up a shrimp dumpling with difficulty, and brought it to Ling Siyao's mouth.

Concise and concise, with a dark face: "Eat."

Ling Siyao: "..."

Cheng Weiwan looked like he was watching a good show, with a smile on his face, he slowly put the shrimp dumpling on his chopsticks into his mouth, holding his chin, and chewed quietly.

Ling Siyao was trembling with Meng Xianjue's stare as if he was about to swallow him, not daring to eat at all.

It was Meng Xianjue who restrained his ferocious expression a little bit. He tried his best to recall the expression he had when he saw Cheng Weiwan, imitating the example, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Eat."

Ling Siyao: "...Hmm."

Why did he think that Meng Xianjue wanted to use this shrimp dumpling to poison him to death, and the smile on his face seemed to be malicious at first glance.

In the end, with tears in her eyes, Ling Siyao swallowed the cold shrimp dumpling with Meng Xianjue's chopsticks.

Seeing Ling Siyao swallowing the shrimp dumpling, Meng Xianjue immediately suppressed his smile, threw away the chopsticks in his hand, and slowly took out a new pair, in sync with Cheng Weiwan, picked up a crab roe bun, and chewed slowly.

Ling Siyao swallowed the shrimp dumplings, felt the strange atmosphere in the carriage, and finally admitted...

All right, I'm redundant.

Finally, the three of them were almost full and their bodies recovered, but they were silent at this moment when they were supposed to relax.

Ling Siyao's expression also became solemn, he no longer wore the blanket, but straightened his back in this compelling silence, folded the blanket carefully, put it aside, and never said a word.

Meng Xianjue and Cheng Weiwan didn't move, Ling Siyao looked at the two of them, then silently packed up the food boxes and tableware, and asked casually, "When shall we go in?"

What responded to him was still dead silence.

Cheng Wei sat comfortably on the carriage in this silence, raised his hand and pinched a citrus flower, quietly input some spiritual power, pressed the petals dry, sucked out the water, and then took out a piece of uncarved jade , attach spiritual power to the petals, and burn them into it.

He made a simple decoration for the piece of uncut jade, and then solemnly delivered it to Meng Xianjue, saying softly, "Put it away."

The light in Meng Xianjue's eyes became hot in an instant, and the smile on the corner of his mouth could hardly be suppressed. He put the jade away carefully, and stuck it to his heart: "Thank you."

Seeing Meng Xianjue like this, Cheng Weiwan felt a pain in the soft part of his heart.

He suddenly remembered that Meng Xianjue was also looking at him like this before everything happened.

This kind of pitiful, but inexplicably has a stubborn look in his eyes.

Cheng Weiwan tidied up her clothes, raised her head, and looked at Meng Xianjue seriously: "I'll go with you."

Meng Xianjue had already raised the curtain and was about to order Wu Zhong to lead the carriage to a safe place, but when Cheng Weiwan's voice suddenly came, his hands stiffened and he turned his head to look in a daze.

Cheng Weiwan pushed him out of the car, and he managed to stand still, leaving a series of cramped footprints on the smooth snow.

And Cheng Weiwan lifted up the hem of his clothes, and then stood firmly on the snow with a firm expression on his face: "What are you doing in a daze, lead the way."

Meng Xianjue's Adam's apple moved with difficulty.

He lived very lonely in his two lifetimes. In his previous life, Zhang Chengcan was in the way when he was in Tianmen, so he didn't have many companions and friends. After he became a ghost cultivator, everyone avoided him even more.

In this life, he has already realized that only the weak will gather in groups, and loneliness is the luxury of the strong.

but……

Now he saw that his sweetheart was firmly on his side.

Meng Xianjue did not hesitate to put his spiritual power into the sword-testing stone, and the moment the spiritual power soaked the entire sword-testing stone.

The alarm bells are ringing!

It was a magnificent scene that Tianmen had never seen for thousands of years. The ancient giant bell kept ringing, and the wind and snow became more violent in an instant. Meng Xianjue pursed his lips tightly. into one.

Both the inner and outer doors were in chaos, but everyone knew that it was Meng Xianjue who had returned.

Only when Meng Xianjue comes back is it worth mobilizing so many teachers.

The disciples who had been waiting for this moment for a long time unexpectedly moved in an orderly manner. The panic on their faces disappeared in an instant, and they had already started to move after the third ring of the bell.

As trained before, orderly.

On the Vientiane Peak, Chong Yue heard the buzzing of the giant clock, and hit the chess piece in his hand heavily, the fine black spiritual jade shattered and shattered in an instant.

Chong Yue looked up at the gray sky, and said coldly: "The heaven and earth nets have been set, please enter the urn."

Today is the coldest day ever recorded in Tianmen, and it is also the day with the heaviest snowfall.

The cold wind pierced through the bones, and the splashing water turned into ice. In the vast snowstorm, there was a tall and tall figure.

It was Meng Xianjue.

The disciples guarding the gate hesitated for a while, met each other's eyes, and after confirming the meaning in each other's eyes, they let Meng Xianjue through.

Those mortal rumors are ugly, plus those that Zhang Chengcan deliberately let out before, now, Meng Xianjue has long been notorious.

Including most of the outer disciples in Tianmen who don't know the real situation, they also think so. They trampled Meng Xianjue into the dust, and they admired the dying counterfeit in Lingchi, thinking that the current peace in Tianlu is all due to Zhang Chengcan's sacrifice In exchange for selfless dedication.

Although Chong Yue was not so outrageous, seeing Xuan Wei's attitude towards Zhang Chengcan, and Meng Xianjue's performance in Chang Yangshan and his party really disappointed him, he felt that it was time to take back Meng Xianjue as the leader of the three sages title now.

If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight, but Meng Xianjue not only failed to bear this burden, but was bent by this weight, and was useless.

Standing in the wind and snow, Meng Xianjue pretended not to see the hesitation and fear in the eyes of the gatekeepers. After receiving the signal to enter, he took a silent step. The silver brocade clothes were about to merge with the whistling snow. Enter the dusty door.

Walking on the familiar path, there was no one around, Meng Xianjue repeatedly confirmed that there was no one around, and he had no spiritual sense to check, so he breathed a sigh of relief, gently pushed the soft area in front of his abdomen, and heard a very subtle "" With a sound, a small group of fluffy things turned around in front of his belly. First, a bunch of tender pink plum blossom claws stretched out from the neckline, and the small white barbs could hang on them. After a long while, a little Only then did the round head stick out, shrugged the wet black nose, and took a few mouthfuls of fresh air.

Meng Xianjue cautiously used a thick cloak to shield the small things from the wind and snow, and said in a low voice, "Wanwan, are you still used to it?"

In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, Cheng Weiwan turned into his original form, and was led by Meng Xianjue into the Tianmen.

Cheng Weiwan stared at the surroundings with his jewel-colored eyes for a long time before saying: "I'm fine, be careful, Xuan Wei and Chong Yue are waiting to peel off your skin."

Meng Xianjue remained silent.

Cheng Weiwan chattered to himself, seeing that Meng Xianjue didn't respond, he was still a little anxious: "If you have to do it, remember to leave Xuanwei to me."

Suddenly, there was a little boy running in small steps in front of him, Cheng Weiwan shrank his head instantly, and hid back in Meng Xianjue's clothes, but Meng Xianjue was immediately alert, he raised his head to look forward, and at the same time firmly held the cloth with his cloak Cover your body and hide the various angles that Xiao Daotong might see Cheng Weiwan.

Meng Xianjue raised his head, his eyes were still piercing in the snowstorm: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Daotong saluted: "Brother Meng, Daoist Xuanwei has been waiting for you for a long time."

Meng Xianjue nodded indifferently, and was about to walk towards Wanxiang Peak.

Xiao Daotong's round bun face suddenly became clear in the wind and snow. He blocked Meng Xianjue's way, still with the same low eyebrow and pleasing expression: "Brother, you went the wrong way, this way."

Meng Xianjue turned his head and found that Xiao Daotong was pointing the way to Mount Everest.

Meng Xianjue's pupils shrank suddenly.

In the previous life, when he rebelled against Tianmen, Xuanwei and Chongyue set up heavy restrictions on Vientiane Peak, making it impossible for him to escape. This time, he made complete preparations to allow himself to retreat completely.

But why this time Xuanwei met him at Mount Everest instead of Vientiane Peak?

The author has something to say: If it goes well, it may be finished before the Chinese New Year, thank you for your support~