Apprentice, he, he, he is OOC again

At some point, heavy snow fell outside. Ye Wuchen was wrapped in white fox fur, put on a wide hat with fluff sewn around it, and held an elegant white silk umbrella, planning to go out to check the situation.

Mo Yun himself was not afraid of the cold, but Ye Wuchen forced him to put on a cold-resistant robe that covered his feet.Mo Yun said that his love for Master is very applicable.

Since he came to the secret realm to hunt for treasure, it is naturally impossible to stay in the cave all the time. Ye Wuchen took Mo Yun's hand, pulled him under the umbrella, and stepped out of the cave.

The snow under his feet was soft, and the cold wind was howling. Mo Yun held his cold hand and circulated spiritual power in his body, raising his body temperature a bit.

The sound of stepping on the snow is rustling, white snowflakes are riding on the trees and vines beside the road, and the tip of the umbrella occasionally sweeps the branches protruding from the road, and touches pieces of translucent viburnum.

This is a secluded dense forest, only Xue's voice lingers clearly in his ears, neither of them speaks, they just stare straight ahead, there is a long silence.

There are many side roads in this forest. Ye Wuchen basically walked blindly with his eyes closed. Although he was wearing fox fur to keep him warm, he still felt a little cold.

He called the little white ball in his heart, wanting to ask the location of Sanshenghua, but no one answered for a long time.

No way, only by feeling.

There are different types of woods in the forest, each with its own characteristics, but they all have the same characteristic - the branches grow toward the middle path, neat and uniform, with strange shapes.

Looking all the way down, I found that the branches of these trees seemed to be twisted, and the arcs of the curved branches pointing to the path were exactly the same, not bad at all.

After careful observation, I found that the same is true for the weeds on the side of the road. The weeds on both sides all bend towards the path, beautiful in shape, but chilling.

"I'm not leaving!"

A woman's voice came from ahead, Ye Wuchen and Mo looked at each other, and at the same time quickened their pace, walking towards the source of the sound.

The path that was only for two people to walk side by side was perfectly blocked by a man and a woman. The woman was about twenty, and she pursed her mouth and looked at the man beside her with some complaints.

They were dressed in extraordinary clothes, but they were thicker, and they didn't wrap themselves into zongzi like Ye Wuchen.

The woman tied a neat high ponytail and tied it with a red headband, and was looking dissatisfied at the slightly fatter man.

"I can't get out of this ghost place, and there are such scary things!"

The woman pointed to the big tree on the right. A man whose head had been cut off in half hung on a branch as thick as the baby's arm. The blood left in the future formed a slender red ice pick. Looking carefully, a rough branch was inserted into the waist and abdomen of the man.

The death was terrible.

With an apologetic expression on his face, the man put his arm on the woman's shoulder and coaxed, "Xian'er, this is a rare secret realm of soldiers and spirits that is rarely opened."

The woman said angrily: "In order to break the secret realm, you have to risk your life?"

The man shook his head, somewhat disapproving of her statement: "Xian'er, if you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger cub."

The woman snorted.

Ye Wuchen only glanced at the corpse, then hurriedly moved away, and blindfolded Mo Yun's eyes by the way—the protagonist must not find the inspiration to kill him from this.

Mo Yun thought that the master was afraid that he would be frightened, so a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Wuchen looked at the smile on his face tremblingly, and the alarm bells in his heart, it's over, it's over, maybe he was inspired.

"Who are you two?" The woman wanted to turn her head to leave, but found the master and apprentice who wrapped themselves into a ball.

Ye Wuchen silently removed the hand covering Mo Yun's eyes, then looked outside the umbrella, and found that the heavy snow had stopped, so he closed the silk umbrella and took it back to Xanadu.

Then bowed his hands to the woman and saluted: "This is Ye Bai, this is..."

Mo Yun raised a bright smile: "My name is Ye Guaiguai, and I am his younger brother."

Ye Wuchen: "..." He also learned to answer quickly.

Ye Wuchen of the Immortal Sword Sect has always been out of the gate, and he doesn't step out of the second gate. I'm afraid it won't be convincing to say it rashly, so let's say a little-known name.

He smiled and nodded at the woman.

The woman returned the salute and said: "My name is Tao Xian, this is, my Taoist companion, Chao Bing."

She was dressed in red, as if wrapped in a bright glow, with deep eyebrows and eyes, quite exotic, and her gestures were chic and graceful, full of wantonness.

The man named Chao Bing in the back stepped forward a few steps and nodded at Ye Wuchen, with a rigid attitude, not the slightest softness in the face of Tao Xian.

Ye Wuchen smiled back, Tao Xian avoided Chao Bing's hand in disgust, Chao Bing grabbed it empty, a little embarrassed.

"What's going on between the two of you?"

Ye Wuchen pulled down the brim of his hat a little to keep out the cold wind.

Tao Xian was about to speak, but was preempted by Chao Bing: "Your Excellency, why not show your true face to others, why cover it up?"

Tao Xian was pulled behind him, and he couldn't help being suspicious when he heard this.

After all, they are all coming to the secret realm to hunt for treasure, and there will inevitably be people with ulterior motives, so it is better to be careful.

The hand holding the brim of the hat paused, and Su Er took off the brim of the hat, and replied apologetically: "Sorry, I'm afraid of the cold."

His face was pale, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, just like the warm sun in winter, moistening his heart.

Before taking off the brim of his hat, Ye Wuchen changed his appearance on purpose, less of the unique seductiveness, and more square and gentle.

Gu Buqi, who has seen Ye Wuchen's true face, the secret realm is so big, fish and dragons are mixed together, not to mention that with such a face, people will be coveted, just the name "Ye Wuchen" is enough to make people avoid it .

The god in my heart has always been something that can only be seen from a distance, not played with.

What's more, Ye Wuchen has a reserved and noble reputation.

The cold wind blowing on the face was a little bit painful, and the cold wind penetrated into the body along the gap of the clothes between the neck, Ye Wuchen let go of Mo Yun's hand, and both hands grasped the overlapping collar tightly tight.

Compared with Ye Wuchen's face, Mo Yun cared more about his movements.

"Brother, you should put it on." Mo Yun tugged at his fox fur.

Tao Xian kicked Chao Bing hard, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Young Master, I'm really sorry, we didn't know..."

"It's okay."

Ye Wuchen smiled lightly, and didn't put on the hat wrapped in fox fur.

He looked like a sick and weak son.

Seeing this, Tao Xian stomped on Chao Bing's foot hard. Chao Bing was in pain, but bit his lower lip, not daring to complain.

Tao Xian had a chivalrous temperament, and after the two parties explained it clearly, he let go of his doubts and said indignantly, "Originally, the two of us were going to leave after getting our natal weapons. This stinky man must come to some secret place. We have been trapped for a day!"

"one day?"

Chao Bing shook his head, and pulled back Tao Xian who was emotionally trying to pick Ye Wuchen's shoulder: "It's not a day, here there is only day, there is no night, we can't calculate the time at all."

"It's not that you insist on coming to some secret place!" Tao Xian ordered.

Chao Bing held her waving hands helplessly, and shouted in a low voice: "Xian'er..."

Tao Xian snorted and tried his best to struggle, but he couldn't break free, so he could only use his eyes to signal Chao Bing to let go.

After receiving the signal from the eyes, Chao Bing let go slowly, raised his hands above his head, and made a gesture of surrender.

Tao Xian pouted and asked Ye Wuchen: "What do you two know?"

Ye Wuchen shook his head, and said warmly: "We met two of you when we first came here."

She nodded and issued an invitation: "Then let's go together! There just happens to be a companion on the way."

Mo Yun and Chao Bing looked at different people at the same time. The former looked at Tao Xian with scrutiny in his innocence; the latter stared at Ye Wuchen with a serious warning.

Feeling the strong gaze, Ye Wuchen was flustered, but his face didn't show at all: "No Miss Tao, we still have important things to do."

Tao Xian nodded in disappointment, and muttered, "I'm going to circle around with this stinky man again, alas."

Ye Wuchen smiled but said nothing.

The moment the two finished talking, Chao Bing quickly grabbed Tao Xian's hand and dragged him away in a hurry, as if there was a ghost chasing after him.

A string of footprints was left on the snow, Ye Wuchen pulled up his hat, and took a close look at the corpse hanging on the tree. It was shocking at first sight, but after seeing it a lot, he seemed to get used to it.

Ye Wuchen broke off a branch and poked it on the hard corpse. As soon as the branch touched the corpse, it was crushed into ashes by a force.

He quickly took two steps back, accidentally stepped on a sharp rock emerging from the snow, and almost slipped.

Mo Yun pulled him quickly, but he didn't know whether it was intentional or not. In short, his tone was a bit nasty, but he whispered softly: "Brother, be careful."

Ye Wuchen paused when he was shouted, and then lightly patted him on the head: "Master."

"Oh."

The tone was a little disappointed.

The corpse seemed to have been man-made. The severed half of the head was missing, and neat fractures could be vaguely seen through the blood ice, and the fractures of the mutilated fingers were also smooth.

Wounded by the blade.

Going forward, walking along the path like a headless chicken, Ye Wuchen almost fell down from exhaustion.

Mo Yun suddenly pointed forward: "Master, that corpse!"

Ye Wuchen looked closely at the direction he pointed, and there was the same corpse hanging in the same position.

The snow was still flat and there were no traces of stepping on it.

It's strange that it hasn't snowed since then.

Ye Wuchen stood on the spot for a moment, did not step forward, suddenly, a voice came from the front.

"I'm not leaving!"

Ye Wuchen subconsciously grabbed Mo Yun's hand, let him take him into his arms, turned around and hid behind a big tree, poked his head out quietly, and looked at the path next to the corpse.

A woman in red with a high ponytail appeared at the intersection at some point, pointing at the corpse next to her, and said dissatisfiedly from the man next to her, "I can't get out of this damn place, and there's this scary stuff! "

Her head was turned sideways to the man, and Ye Wuchen could clearly see the woman's side face—it was Tao Xian!

Ye Wuchen's soul was almost frightened away, but he pretended to be calm and put his arms around Mo Yun, watching the quarrel between Taoist couples indifferently.

After arguing with Tao Xian for a moment, Chao Bing was a little annoyed, and angrily threw up his sleeves: "What do you think I came to this hellish place for! It's not for you!"

Tao Xian put her hands on her hips, gasped and did not speak. She closed her eyes, and then roared at Chao Bing:

"Is it really okay to lose your life because of that thing!"

Taking a closer look, her eyes were bright red, her lips were trembling, and she couldn't help but shed a hot tear: "It's been less than an hour since I came in, and we have encountered so many high-level monsters, don't you think that you are hiding something?" Tuck it in, so I won't be able to smell the bloody smell on your body! You...how many injuries have you suffered..."

Tao Xian knelt down slowly, covering her face and weeping bitterly. After a long time, she said in a teary voice, "Brother Chao, I won't live for a few years, but you still have a long way to go, you can't put your life here...you can't... ..."

Chao Bing stood quietly, looking up at the sky, with a hoarse voice: "You will not die, I will help you find that medicinal material. I, my life was saved by you, even if I went to Huangquan Biluo for you. , and I will say nothing."

He pulled up Tao Xian who was squatting on the ground, supported her waist with one hand, and put the other hand on the inside of her knee, and hugged Tao Xian horizontally, but the moment he stood still, he staggered and almost fell fall.

Tao Xian exclaimed, struggling to jump off.

"Brother Chao! You still have injuries!"

But he still held Tao Xian firmly, leaned over and kissed her gently on the forehead.

The footsteps were slightly vain, but the voice was extremely firm.

"Xian'er, I will hold you tight."

After the words fell, the figures of the two disappeared in place like scattered phantoms, causing quite a commotion, but there was no trace left on the snow.

Ye Wuchen frowned, and began to search for the outline again.

However, it was useless, because there was no such content in his outline, and he didn't even know what would happen in this secret realm.

It seems that in the future, my own outline will not be of much use. What content can be framed by an incomplete outline?

Since the outline is useless, it can only rely on the brain.

Ye Wuchen stared at the snow on the path, then looked at the corpse hanging on the branch, and seemed to have an idea in his heart.

He walked forward slowly, leaving a series of footprints on the snow, and Mo Yun was ordered by him to stay where he was and watch - he had to prove one thing.

Stand a few steps away from the corpse, wrap your clothes tightly around your body, rub your hands and wait.

Mo Yun waited and watched from behind, staring down at the footprints on the snow. Gradually, it was filled with snow coming up from nowhere, from the footprints in front of him to behind the master. The process was slow, and dozens of footprints were filled. For a few quarters of an hour.

Ye Wuchen watched the road beside the corpse.

"Master, the footprints are gone."

The footprints in the snow were filled, and Mo Yun stopped staring at the vast white snow, and his eyes stopped on Ye Wuchen's back.

He didn't look back, but turned slightly sideways so that Mo Yun could see ahead.

The snow in front of him was flat, and a woman's voice appeared out of thin air.

"I'm not leaving!"

Afterwards, two figures quickly emerged from the snow and began to quarrel again and again.

Ye Wuchen quickly dodged the moment the two of them appeared, and took Mo Yun into his arms as lightly as Feihong stepped on the snow, and hid behind a tree.

Tao Xian seemed to have heard this movement, turned his head slightly, and saw a piece of snow flattened, then twisted his head like a screw in a playful way, and then turned back when he heard the bones cracking, arguing with Chao Bing .

Mo Yun buried his head between Ye Wuchen's waist and abdomen, lingering contentedly

Green bamboo fragrance.

After the two people in front disappeared, Ye Wuchen squatted down against the tree and said, "The two of them should be high-level vassal spirits."

The vassal spirit will repeat what it did before death over and over again in the place where it died. This kind of thing is not lethal, but it can cause psychological fear to people.The high-level vassals can interact with passers-by and talk to people like living people, which is even more terrifying.

Usually, wherever vassal spirits exist, there are high-level formations that trap dead souls to form vassal spirits that cannot rest in peace.

Mo Yun nodded, and squatted down with Ye Wuchen, next to him, feeling the faint bamboo fragrance lingering around the tip of his nose.