"A sneeze!" Bei Ming sat on the warm sofa, reading the newspaper that just arrived today, which contains the latest news about Lingdu's recent New Year. "A sneeze!" He sneezed twice more, without any trace

No reason.

"Brother, are you okay? Do you have a cold?" Tiankuo responded.

Bei Ming's sudden sneeze startled him. In the originally quiet room, those two sneezes just now were really loud."

"No." Bei Ming also wondered.

"That means someone is scolding you."

"Can you hope for me? I haven't offended anyone, who would scold me?"

"You usually behave like this in the ministry, no one dares to talk to you," Tian Kuo cleared his throat and hummed before continuing, "Many people must be happy that you haven't been here for the past six months. It's probably the Chinese New Year,

Some people are afraid that if you go back, they will nag you behind your back."

"Why is his popularity so bad?" Linglong was taking a bath in a large wine bowl nearby. His two big, flashing ears had turned red, and his tongue was still tied when he spoke.

"Does it look like it to you?" Tian Kuo asked in a strange tone.

"Like!" Linglong roared happily.

Bei Ming rubbed his nose and continued to read the newspaper, too lazy to talk to them. At this time, Bei Ming couldn't help but turn around in his heart, thinking, "Who could it be?"

"I'm just an uncle I ask occasionally," Fanyin also felt a little guilty.

When it comes to spiritual methods, she is really not as good as Bei Ming, but because she is two years older than him, she feels embarrassed every time she asks for advice. Now she can completely understand Chi Lu's mood. She originally felt good about herself, but every time she needs

When I asked for advice, I felt very nervous.

Both of them are motivated people at heart. Chilu is bent on defeating invincible opponents in the world. Of course, he knows that it is impossible, but he still can't help but always go to Beiming to learn a thing or two, even if he will never encounter him.

Although her nose was full of disappointment, he persisted. Although Fanyin didn't have high demands on herself before, after coming to Dongling, she had already changed her mind and no longer relaxed even half a step. She often disturbed Beiming and felt embarrassed.

"His spiritual skills are better than yours?" Leng Che was a little angry.

"Yeah." Fanyin said in a muffled voice.

"That's because your method is wrong! It's all because of their blind guidance!" Leng Che had long forgotten that he had praised Sanskrit just now.

"Hmm..." Fanyin said dejectedly.

"Sneeze!" Bei Ming sneezed hard again. He shook his head. He also felt that something was fishy.

Linglong was already drowsy, but he was awakened by his several sneezes in a row. He flew towards Tiankuo irritably and said to Tiankuo: "Is he really so annoying usually?" Linglong said,

Don't forget to point your sharp little tail at Bei Ming behind you.

"Let's make do." Tian Kuo said.

Immediately, they felt a burst of thorns coming from behind, and they stopped talking.

Fanyin followed her uncle's instructions and tried to withdraw the spiritual power she had used before. The temperature of her body began to drop, and she felt cold and damp. Leng Che asked her to mobilize her cold spiritual power, just like she usually transformed into a cold bow and ice arrow.

, when the Sanskrit sound gradually dispersed the cold spiritual power, she found that the originally biting mountain wind was not cold at all, and her own cold spiritual power was far from being able to compete with this level of low temperature. This kind of spiritual power

As it flowed through her body, she felt refreshed instead of feeling unbearable. This unprecedented practice experience greatly surprised Fanyin. She looked at Leng Che with respect, admiration welling up in her eyes.

Not long after, she felt that her spiritual power was being consumed too quickly. It seemed that the control over the priorities could not be mastered in a short time. If she wanted the cold spiritual power to become normal in her body, it would take a long time to deploy it as she pleased.

Practice and adapt. She tried to weaken the release of cold spiritual power to resist the low temperature. After repeated several times, Fanyin was sweating profusely, her breathing became rapid, her face turned rosy, and her physical strength declined.

"Okay, this is not a day's work. Let's practice until here today. Don't be so tired that you can't even walk in the end." Leng Che said from the side.

"Yeah." Fanyin also knew not to rush for success, so after listening to Leng Che's words, he slowly collected his spiritual power and stopped.

Leng Che looked at Fanyin's calm demeanor and admired it in his heart. The two rested for a while, and Leng Che continued to lead Fanyin towards the mountains.

"Uncle, what are we going to do now?" Fanyin asked curiously.

"Aren't you cold in the mountains all the time?"

"It's a bit cold." Fanyin didn't shy away from it. Her spiritual skills were far inferior to those of her uncle. Even if her uncle walked for many days, she would not be affected at all. However, after her previous practice, she did consume a lot of spiritual energy.

And my physical strength is a bit weak now.

"Then let's take you to a warm place."

Not long after, Fanyin felt that the surrounding air had become foggy, and the temperature was quietly rising. It was much warmer than before, and the soil under his feet became dry and soft, not as sticky as before.

"Uncle, is there a hot spring here?" Fanyin asked.

"Little girl, you are quite smart." Leng Che turned around and looked at Fanyin with a smile.

Fanyin's stomach suddenly rumbled, probably because of the climate. The comfortable environment got rid of the previous tense state, making people relax, and then they felt tired and hungry.

Fanyin rubbed her belly and looked around. She had not prepared anything to eat when she came out, and now she wanted to hunt some game to satisfy her craving.

"Are you hungry?" Leng Yi asked

"A bit." The blood relationship is really wonderful. Fanyin and Lengche seem to have no strangeness or barriers when getting along with each other, and their behavior becomes cordial and natural.

"We may encounter wild boars later. Let's catch one later and we can satisfy our greed." Leng Che was very happy thinking about the deliciousness of wild boars.

"Ah?" Fanyin opened her mouth and looked at Leng Che. Although she also wanted to hunt some game, the wild boar was too big and it was inconvenient to pack it away.

"It's a bit troublesome. It would be good to catch some fat fish near the hot spring and grill them to eat." Leng Che changed his mind.

"Well, this is good." Fanyin quickly nodded in agreement.

Before he finished speaking, Fanyin's left hand suddenly transformed into a curved bow, and his right hand held an arrow. He opened the bow and nocked the arrow in the blink of an eye. The sharp arrow flew out through the woods and hit a running gray rabbit in the middle. Fanyin's feet were light.

After a few instant steps, he had arrived at the place where the rabbit lay down. The cold arrow had long since disappeared. Fanyin grabbed the rabbit and returned to Leng Che.

"That." Fanyin grabbed the rabbit in front of Leng Che and motioned for him to deal with it.

"Girls shouldn't think rabbits are cute?" Leng Che sighed.

Fanyin giggled.

"Hey, why are you so rude?" Leng Che glanced at Fanyin.

"But it's also delicious." Although he said this, Fanyin still couldn't bear it in his heart, so he took it to Leng Che to deal with. "A gentleman is far away from the chef." Killing is still uncomfortable when you see it with your own eyes, no matter what you eat later.
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