Nan Xiao understood clearly that the cultivation system of monsters was different from that of humans. They climbed up one level at a time, with the highest level being tenth level. Only at level eighty or nine could they transform into human form.

What worries her is that the original owner doesn't have any suitable techniques for Xiao Bai to practice. She wonders if Master Tianyang has any...

Nan Xiao took action after thinking about it. She took Xiao Bai with her and headed towards Frost Snow Peak.

In fact, she also had selfish motives. She wanted to see the true face of Master Tianyang.

There is no plot in this dimension, and I don’t know if her little fox is a villain.

Moreover, she doesn't know who the villain of this plane is.

Based on her understanding of the little fox, every time he is in the small world, his status and strength must be high.

She could find someone based on these two points, and she was suspicious of Master Tianyang.

Frost Snow Peak, as the name suggests, this peak snows all year round, and the mountain is steep and straight even when it doesn't stop. It is located at the highest point of Yuntian Sect, shrouded in a misty white mist.

Nan Xiao walked into this world and found that the spiritual energy here was extremely abundant and pure, just like a fairyland.

When she reached the end, the clouds and mist in front of her suddenly dispersed, and the wooden door slowly opened.

A young man in snow-clad clothes and dark hair was sitting in the pavilion with his head lowered and playing the piano. The music was melodious and melodious, like the intimate murmur between lovers.

As if he noticed that someone was coming, he raised his eyes slightly and glanced, his eyes were clear and calm, the lines of his profile were smooth, and his temperament was indifferent and distant, as if no one in the world could arouse any emotion in him.

But at the moment when the young man in snow clothes lowered his head, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and the arc was very shallow, as if he was secretly rejoicing.

A black cat was taking a nap at his feet. In the ice and snow, it didn't feel cold at all.

Because, the young man in snow clothes cast some kind of spell on it.

The black cat is currently communicating with the young man in snow clothes through consciousness.

"Sir, don't laugh. This Tianyang real person Shen Qinghuai is a socially fearful persona. He will get nervous when he sees people. You must be sure to keep your persona from falling apart."

Shi Yan said quietly: "How can you make me so scared when I see Anan?"

It is true that while his soul is in this body, it will be affected by the habits of the original owner.

But the person he saw now was Anan. He didn't rush up to kiss and hug her. It was considered that he had strong self-control, right?

"The Space and Time Administration has stipulated that every person who works in the small world must maintain the personality of the original owner." Yuebai's occupational disease suddenly began to occur.

"Oh, I'm not a mission official."

"...The boss's behavior of not abiding by the company's regulations is even more shameful. If the host violates the regulations, I have the right to punish the host with electric shocks." Yue Bai has now completely taken over his old profession, the cold and ruthless system.

role.

Shi Yan stopped playing the piano and glanced at him sideways, "Do you want your hair to become darker?"

Yuebai was so frightened that he trembled all over, and suddenly he remembered Xiaobai who had been struck by lightning before, and his whole body was scorched black.

At the same time, a thunderbolt struck in the cloudy sky. Just when Yuebai thought he was about to be electrocuted, the lightning struck the pool next to him, causing bursts of water. It turned out to be just a false shot.

Yuebai let out a long sigh of relief.

"Xiao Bai is here, go and play with him." Shi Yan was unwilling to be violent in front of Anan and decided to send him away.

Yue Bai's eyes suddenly brightened, and he immediately stood up. His burning eyes fell on the furry white figure, and he immediately ran over.

The next moment, the little white wolf standing at Nan Xiao's feet was knocked down by a black cat in the snow, and the black and white figures were still rolling there.

[Holy crap! What the hell is this? It’s so strong, it’s still pressing on me...]

Xiaobai was a little flustered, but quickly calmed down.

It is now a level three monster. If an ordinary kitten rides on its head, then there is no need for its face.

White light gathered around Xiaobai, and his body became twice as big as before, and the powerful figure enveloped the black cat.

It pushed its head against the black cat's body and rolled down, like a snowball. The black cat let it push it and didn't resist at all.

Xiaobai also had a great time playing.

Nan Xiao has been observing Master Tianyang from just now until now. She didn't find the mole of tears, but she saw him smiling.

Although it sounds narcissistic to say this, his smile is because of his arrival.

"Disciple pays homage to Master." Nan Xiao bowed politely.

"No courtesy, sit down."

Shi Yan spoke quietly, trying to maintain his cold and aloof image, just to see if Anan would recognize him without the reminder of the tear mole.

Nan Xiao sat down beside him, and the lyre on the table turned into a wisp of white smoke and drifted away, replaced by a set of exquisite white porcelain tea sets.

"Master, this disciple comes here to ask for something from you."

Shi Yan knew it and asked: "What is it?"

"The Demon Cultivator's Kung Fu Books. I heard that you have traveled throughout the Xuanling Continent and collected a lot of Kung Fu books and elixirs."

Shi Yan nodded lightly, neither saying give it nor saying no, but just lowered his eyes and looked at the tea set in front of him.

Nan Xiao immediately understood what he meant. He wanted her to make tea for him. He was also asking for help. How could he do it without sincerity?

Besides, she is still a disciple.

Nan Xiao stretched out her hand and was about to pick up the teapot. Unexpectedly, Shi Yan seemed to have a telepathic connection with her. He also stretched out his hand and placed it on the back of her white and soft hand.

The two of them were stunned at the same time.

Shi Yan's eyebrows raised slightly, his slender fingers were slightly bent to hold her hand, and his warm fingertips were right on her soft palm.

Nan Xiao did not pull her hand back and was shaken by a strange man. If it were normal, she would have punched him.

But now she not only doesn't want to hit him, but also wants to hold him tightly and lock her fingers with him.

Nan Xiao decided to listen to her inner voice and held his hand firmly. Seeing a flash of surprise in his eyes, she did not flinch at all, but got closer and closer.

Her cheeks are clear and beautiful, the bridge of her nose is high, her long eyelashes are slightly trembling, and her pupils are like clear streams, filled with ripples of starlight.

"Master..."

Because of her approach, Shi Yan could only move back, but soon, he was unable to retreat, and there were restraining hands on his waist.

Shi Yan's deep eyes clearly reflected her thin figure, and he licked his lips slightly. He didn't know what he was expecting in his heart, but he scolded her with a straight face.

"Nonsense! What are you doing by being so close to your teacher?"

Nan Xiao, who was observing his micro-expression, naturally did not miss his lip licking action just now.

She caressed her handsome face and then to her fair neck, stroking it gently with nostalgia, her eyes filled with gentle light.
Chapter completed!