Who told you that you are the only one in this world

"It's finally the seventh day." Xiong Haowu looked out of spirits, staring at the dark circles under his eyes, and yawned deeply. Qiu Jichen stuffed a leaf into his mouth.

"Chew it."

Xiong Haowu obediently chewed the leaf in his mouth, only feeling a coolness in his mouth, he spit out the residue, took the quilt and took a sip of water before spitting it out.

"Don't ask me, I just think your tone is really..." Qiu Jichen frowned.

Xiong Haowu knew that he was bored, so he didn't ask any questions, but suddenly remembered something, and tapped his palm, "I forgot to notify the old man."

"The old madam and the young madam should inform the owner on our behalf. It seems that there was a message from Feiying yesterday, but..." Bai Ziqian glanced at Qiu Jichen.

"Hmph, that bastard Xiong Batian is still passing on the letter, so he is afraid that this deity will fail for his grandson?" Qiu Jichen patted the hem of his clothes, sat down on the grand master's chair and sipped tea calmly.

"So where is our old man's flying eagle?" Xiong Haowu asked.

"It's not a product of my Phantom Eye School, so I will kill it naturally." Qiu Jichen raised his eyebrows, "I asked you to chop firewood, are you done?"

"My lord, how dare Haowu neglect what you ordered? The firewood has already been chopped and piled up." Xiong Haowu deliberately replied respectfully, gnashing his teeth secretly.

"Then you should hurry up and do other things. This deity will allow you to eat breakfast before working, lest the old bastard say that this deity is mean to you."

"Yes~ Thank you, Lord." Xiong Haowu thought to himself, please, this is obviously mean, okay? !Angrily, like a raging storm, he wolfed down the breakfast sent by the disciples of the Meitong Sect.

"Tsk tsk, that's really rude." After he finished eating, Qiu Jichen said with great disgust.

The corner of Xiong Haowu's mouth twitched slightly, he wiped his mouth with the handkerchief that came with him and got up and said, "Then my lord, Haowu will take his leave first."

Maybe because he is a blood relative of the old man, the treatment is really very different. In the past few days he has been in the Meitong school, he has to get up early and be greedy every day, and he has to do all kinds of rough work. No matter how he is, he is still a young master. treat?On the contrary, Bai Ziqian's treatment, although not the enjoyment of an emperor, has the most basic respect. It is not difficult to see that Qiu Jichen admires Bai Ziqian very much. Bai Ziqian lives in a clean room, while he makes do with others. Meitong sent disciples to sleep in the same room.The more Xiong Haowu thought about it, the more he felt his heart suffocate, he sighed heavily, summoned his phantom sword and flew towards the cold pool.

Looking at his ten fingers, six of them had already been injured. He took out a cloth bag from his belt and spread it out. He pulled out one of the silver needles and pierced it towards the ring finger of his left hand. Bright red drops of blood came out. , he cupped his hands and squeezed the blood from the palm-sized Limegrass, silently counting the drops "6, 7." The seventh drop of blood fell into the soil, and he immediately withdrew his hand.

After the seven drops of blood went down, I saw the blaze grass swelled, and through the thick ice surface, the roots pierced into the ice were faintly visible, like red meridians.

"Could it be that I fed too much? Please, don't explode and die!" Xiong Haowu subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold the Fiery Grass, but he was so hot that he immediately withdrew his hand, and the ice quickly melted , he hurriedly jumped onto the shore.

"Boom—" The ice surface was completely cracked, Xiong Haowu turned around, and saw that the body of Limegrass was covered with small vermilion flowers, and the torso was translucent red, soaked in the pool.

Water vapor slowly rose above the pool, Xiong Haowu tentatively reached out and touched the water in the pool, it was warm and not hot.

"Hey, boy, what are you doing in there?" Qiu Jichen's voice suddenly came from above.

"My lord, hurry down and take a look!! By the way, the ice in the cold pool has melted, pay attention!!" Xiong Haowu shouted upwards.

After a while, Qiu Jichen landed from above like a fairy descending from above, lightly stepping, only a small ripple on the water surface, and finally stood firmly beside him.

Qiu Jichen glanced at the Fiery Vein Grass in the pool, bent down and fished it out of the bank.

It was only then that Xiong Haowu realized that Qiu Jichen's hands were covered with thin ice, exuding bursts of cold air, "My lord, your hands... aren't the Limegrass hot?"

Qiu Jichen glanced at him, "Do you think that the Phantom Pupil School has no other secrets except medicine and phantom pupils? It is recorded in the ancestors that the temperature of the Limegrass itself is extremely high, so it is very fond of growing in extremely cold places to adjust its own body temperature. , and now it is the final form of the Limegrass, its temperature is no longer under its control, and the secret technique of this deity will not last long." Qiu Jichen stopped explaining too much, and hurriedly climbed the stone wall with the Limegrass Back to the ground above, don't wait for Xiong Haowu.

Qiu Jichen left so fast that Xiong Haowu realized it, and quickly climbed the stone wall and chased him out.

"My lord, where are you going?" Xiong Haowu finally caught up with Qiu Jichen's Zilian, but found that it was not the route of Huimeitong School, so he asked.

Qiu Jichen couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "As I said earlier, the current form of the Limegrass can no longer control its own temperature, and now it can only be brought to the extremely cold place as quickly as possible."

He hit a wall again, Xiong Haowu scratched his forehead, and saw that Qiu Jichen Zilian's speed began to slow down, and gradually landed downwards, Xiong Haowu followed him closely, controlling his own phantom sword, only then did he see the A dazzling white.

"This extremely cold place is really cold enough." Even though he accelerated the power in his body, he still felt that there was no warmth at all. The cold wind greeted him mercilessly, and every time he felt his face was severely scratched A knife, burning pain.

"That's natural. It's still too much for you, the fifth-level Chihuang." Qiu Jichen raised his eyebrows, took out his handkerchief, turned his head, wiped his nose secretly, and pretended to be Seeing the proud and fearless appearance, Xiong Haowu wisely did not expose him.

"You go to that ice cave to dig some ice, grind out a large enough pounding pot and mallet, and then fill some ice slag. The extremely cold place has existed since the creation of the world. It is winter here in all seasons, and the ice here is too. The strongest."

"What, how can I grind it out?" Xiong Haowu exclaimed.

"Do you still want to save Xiong Zaixi? I ​​don't want to waste time with you in the extremely cold place!" Qiu Jichen frowned

Taking a deep breath, Xiong Haowu obediently walked towards the ice cave.

Intense noise kept coming from the ice cave, Qiu Jichen secretly laughed, not caring about the trembling ground, "The ice in this extremely cold place is famous for its toughness, it seems that this kid is able to bear it. "

Qiu Jichen didn't have fun for a long time, because of the extremely cold place, the cold air was so severe that even he, a big man of the tenth rank of Chihuang, stayed in the extremely cold place for too long, and he would be frozen into an ice sculpture in a short time .

He sneezed heavily, and Qiu Jichen almost crushed the Limegrass in his hand, "It's been too long." He was thinking about checking the situation, when Xiong Haowu panted heavily, holding a The bowl-shaped object, which could barely be called a vessel, walked quickly towards him with a slightly bulging small cloth bag in the other hand.

Wu Xionghao handed the ice vessel and ice hammer to Qiu Jichen. Qiu Jichen naturally restarted the sect's secret technique to isolate the cold air of the extremely cold Xuanbing. The mallet smashed the scorpion to collect the sap of the sap.

"Where's the ice slag I ordered you to pack?" Qiu Jichen asked.

"Here." General Xiong Hao spread out the cloth bag.

Qiu Jichen grabbed a handful of ice slags and put them in the container, "The temperature of the Fiery Grass is neutralized by the extreme cold ice, and we can go back to the Puppet School."

Qiu Jichen took the lead to ride on his purple lotus, and Xiong Haowu followed, secretly feeling sorry for the blaze grass, which looked so fleshy and cute, but was smashed to pieces by Mr. Qiu a few times, but It looks delicious. (It’s still chilled! I’m a foodie.)

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