The Path Toward Heaven

The universe front landed on the cliff, Xue Ji looked at Jing Jiu, but didn't speak.

It had been a while since she came out from the snow-capped mountain, but this was the first time Jing Jiu saw her appearance clearly.

After being washed by the fire of the Lieyang Banner, the ice and snow on the surface of Xue Ji's body melted a lot, and it was no longer as round as it was at the beginning, but it was still a little round, and her fingers were as cute as glutinous rice cakes. Because her feet were connected together, she couldn't see her appearance clearly.

When he was trapped in the depths of the snow field, he had had countless exchanges of consciousness with the great Queen of the Snow Country. Just like most human beings, he had also guessed what the most advanced existence in the Chaotian Continent would look like. Who would have thought that it would be a round little snowman...

The existence that Jing Jiu feared the most in the Chaotian Continent was not the fairy book of the Zhongzhou sect, nor his senior brother, but the Queen of the Snow Country. He was very clear that the other party was the strongest existence in this continent, stronger than his giant friend, even if he was not necessarily her opponent in his previous life.

How can we avoid the threat of the Snow Queen? Very simple, that is no contact. So after that trip to the snowy field, he never came to the north again, and he had to turn around and leave when he was thousands of miles away from Baicheng, so he didn't even look at Xue Ji from the beginning to the end, just because he didn't want her to discover his existence.

At this time, the other party directly stopped in front of him, so it doesn't matter, just take a look, but it's better not to speak if you can.

Qing'er cautiously poked her head out of the Qingtian Jian, looked at Jing Jiu's side face, then at Xue Ji, and wanted to say something, but finally closed her mouth tightly.

There was silence on the cliff, as dead as a tomb.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps in the wind and snow.

Tong Yan finally rushed over.

He looked at Jing Jiu and said mockingly, I never expected that you would stop and wait for me.

Only then did Qing'er realize that Tong Yan was actually left in front of the snow mountain by Jing Jiu, and gave him a sympathetic look, thinking that people who play chess really have dirty hearts.

The next moment, Tong Yan saw Xue Ji, and took back all the words she was going to question Jing Jiu, and fell silent.

His temperament is proud and cold, even watching Jing Jiu leave with Qingtian Jian, he is still calm, but the silence at this time has nothing to do with calmness at all.

Obviously, he was stunned and speechless.

The reason why his emotions fluctuated so strongly was because he had vaguely guessed Xue Ji's origin.

He is a genius disciple of the Zhongzhou Sect, with profound cultivation, and already a strong man in the mid-Yuanying period at a young age, but he didn't play any role in the battle in front of the snow mountain, not because he was too weak, but because Lieyang Banner was too strong.

If Xue Ji hadn't appeared, they might have died at this time.

In other words, Xue Ji is their savior.

But Jing Jiu didn't even dare to look at her. He ran faster than a stray dog. He didn't even want the fairy-level flying sword that Yu Yufeng made so hard. Why?

There was one more person, but there was still no sound on the snow cliff, and it was still as dead as a grave.

There is no difference between a joint tomb and a single tomb.

At this moment, a voice suddenly broke the silence.

Han Chan woke up at some point, and was very happy to see Jing Jiu. Several slender limbs rubbed against each other at high speed, making a buzzing sound.

Jing Jiu, Tong Yan, and Qing'er's eyes all fell on it. It was very complicated, with some pity and some admiration.

Even Xue Ji gave it a sideways look, if she had the whites of her eyes, or as if she rolled them.

It was only when Han Chan realized what was going on at this time, she was extremely frightened, her body stiffened suddenly, and fell to the ground like an empty chestnut shell, making a light snap.

What frightened it the most was that for some unknown reason, it couldn't pass out.

Jing Jiu glanced at it.

Han Chan struggled and hesitated for a long time before carefully crawling towards him on the snow.

Xue Ji's eyes fell on it.

It became extremely stiff again, turned its body extremely slowly, looked back at her, and then at Jing Jiu.

The wind and snow are boundless, although the world is big, it doesn't know where to go.

This fact made it sad and then bewildered. In the end, it closed its eyes, turned its heart, and fell directly on the ground and began to play dead, but its body kept shaking.

Jing Jiu looked at Xue Ji quietly, then suddenly reached out to pick up Han Chan, and put it away.

The temperature between the cliffs began to drop sharply, and the world was shrouded in chill.

Xue Ji stared into his eyes, and suddenly made a humming sound.

The sound was faint, like a hungry puppy wanting milk.

Qing'er was speechless with her mouth open, the expression on her face was extremely wonderful, she thought to herself, who would have thought that this voice could be like this?

Tong Yan noticed that Xue Ji had no mouth, and the voice should have come from her abdomen.

嘿~咱~

Xue Ji looked at Jing Jiu, and continued to make her voice seriously.

No matter what the sound is, as long as it appears, it can dilute the tense and depressing atmosphere.

What's more, such a faint and lovely humming sound, even if it appears in the tomb, you will not be afraid.

The sound of yingying is very cute and milky.

Beeps are annoying at best at times, but never scary.

Qing'er relaxed a little, and asked, What is she talking about?

Tong Yan shook her head and looked at Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu stared at Xue Ji, still as if facing an enemy, as if facing an abyss, as if seeing Nan Wang after drinking, and said, Where do you want to go too?

Xue Ji snorted again.

Jing Jiu said, No, you are alive.

Xue Ji hummed twice, seemingly puzzled.

It's called Han Chan. Yes, it can go there, because its life is very low-level, and I thought this little guy was a bit weird back then.

Jing Jiu looked at her and said, You are different, I have neither the ability nor the qualification to send you there.

Xue Ji sat on the front of the universe, without any breath, just like him sometimes, looking like a dead thing.

But as long as they see her deep black pupils, anyone can easily tell that she is a life, and it is a very advanced life.

Xue Ji was silent, as if she was thinking about something.

Qing'er flew to sit on Jing Jiu's shoulder, and asked curiously, Can you understand her?

Jing Jiu hummed.

Qing'er thought to himself, isn't it the same thing, could it be possible to hear different meanings? Asked: Is it spiritual communication?

Jing Jiu said, Guess.

Qing'er thought to herself, are you asking me to guess?

Back then in the snowfield, Jing Jiu and the Queen of the Snow Country communicated through spiritual consciousness, which was of course very convenient, but the coercion that came with the spiritual consciousness was also extremely terrifying.

At this time, Xue Ji couldn't use her spiritual sense to communicate, so he could only guess, which was really hard work.

Dealing with young children is really troublesome.

At that time, the senior brother recruited many disciples and subordinates, but did not choose to spread the world, and it really made sense.

Xue Ji suddenly groaned again.

Jing Jiu said: Han Chan, sword, I can give you everything related to that world, I can even give you a bamboo chair, but I can't.

Xue Ji looked at him quietly.

The temperature between the cliffs dropped sharply, and the wind and snow were mixed.

She didn't make a sound, and the three of them could feel the danger.

Just like her howling when she was provoked by Lieyang Banner, it can be heard by heaven and earth even without a sound.

Qing'er was a little scared, and hid in the Qingtian mirror.

Tong Yan lowered her head and realized that she couldn't figure out what the other party would do.

He is proficient in chess, and his calculation power is naturally amazing, but even Jing Jiu can't calculate it, so he naturally has nothing to do.

No one knows what Xue Ji will do next, and how to make a move.

When she confronted Lie Yang Banner head-on, she didn't do anything, and those Yang Gang fires naturally floated towards her.

They didn't even know whether her two short hands could be raised.

Except for Dao Sheng and Zen Zi, no one has experience in this area.

If you don't know how the opponent will fight, there is a high probability that you won't be able to fight.

Tong Yan can only count to this point, knowing that she can only wait for the other party to make the first move.

At this moment, Xue Ji suddenly closed her eyes.

The wind blows the snow down the cliff, and then spreads out like a cloud.

Time passed slowly, and she didn't open her eyes.

Qing'er couldn't hold back her curiosity, she got out of the Qingtian Jian again, and asked cautiously, What's wrong?

Tong Yan looked at Xue Ji and remained silent.

After a long time passed, Jing Jiu hummed lightly.

Tong Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Qing'er: She is asleep.

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(Actually, being called Baiyingying is also quite fun. Thinking about Deserse, Zhan Doudou, Si Lili, and Zou Leilei before, I seem to only know this~ yingying. There will definitely be fewer updates recently, and they may be interrupted at any time, because one I have a cold, two I am going to the south for a meeting, three I want to pick up my dear niece to Daqing, and four I want to take her to Harbin to see the World of Ice and Snow, and go skiing in Yabuli. , Take her to the hot spring on a moonless night, go to the lake to look at the stars, and then wait for the cold to get worse? Then the father-in-law and mother-in-law are back, and they have to prepare for the Spring Festival or something. I have been spending the year in Hubei for the past two or three years. I still have to prepare well here this year. I feel very tired when I think about it, oh~ you hit me~)