Inside the stone house, the snow almost drank up the pot of tea, but still did not come.

Suddenly, Qianxue's ear moved, and then a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"You are late this time."

As her voice fell, a figure suddenly appeared in the stone house. After a close look, it was the national teacher who was just having tea with Richter!

Compared with qiannuxue's calmness, there was a flash of surprise in his eyes and he said, "do you like this body?"

Listen to this words, thousand sew snow eyebrow a pick: "how, this body is not good?"? I look at the talent of this body. If I can take charge of this body in the future, I'm afraid it won't be long before I can be with you. "

A trace of softness flashed across her face. At the next moment, qiannuxue stood up and went to the national master. She put her hand on the shoulder of the national master.

Red lips gently open, thousands of sewing snow, eyes like silk, tone is extremely gentle.

"Long time no see, miss me?"

As soon as the words came out, there was a faint struggle on qiannuxue's face, but it was soon suppressed.

If Xujing was here, he would be very surprised by qianzhixue's action now.

At this time, qiannuxue is like a changed person. What she does is quite different from what she usually does.

Before, qianrenxue was still fighting against the national master with him, and he analyzed the conspiracy of the national master. Now he is so intimate with the national master that everyone can see the difference.

In fact, if yuan Muchuan saw it, he would be able to figure out the joints.

He had been doubting where the mysterious existence was. If she saw the appearance of qianqixue now, what else could he not figure out?

Before the thousand sewing snow and Yuan Muchuan in the huge cocoon, the shadow is quietly into the thousand sewing snow in the sea of knowledge.

Just want to enter the sea of consciousness of thousand sewing snow, she must decompose herself, so she doesn't know what thousand sewing snow and Yuan Muchuan did at that time.

After entering the sea of thousand sewing snow, she spent some time to let herself completely exist in the sea of thousand sewing snow.

As for yuan Muchuan's Qingling pill, it was a piece of cake for her. It didn't pose any threat. That's why Qian Zhixue didn't notice anything different at that time.

Looking at Qianxue's face, the eyes of the national master are deep. It seems that through Qianxue's face, you can see the dark shadow that exists in Qianxue's sea.

"Long time no see, I miss you. Qingzi, how have you been these years? "

With a sigh, the master's eyes were full of affection. The next moment, he took the hand of Qianxue from his shoulder.

Although the national master knew that the person he was talking to was Qingzi, he still had a body of thousands of stitches. Now he can't accept it. It's a kind of emotional cleanliness.

Qingzi sneered, but he also understood the master's mind and didn't force it.

"If I really control this body, you will always get used to it in the future."

Leaving this sentence behind, Qingzi suddenly frowned and said, "I don't have much time. Thanks for the nourishment you've been looking for these years. Only in this way can my soul get warm nourishment. This body will trouble you to improve your strength."

At this point, Qingzi suddenly smile: "only need to improve the spiritual power, don't improve the divine consciousness! Otherwise, you will have to wait a long time to see all of me! "

As the voice fell, Qingzi's smile disappeared, but his eyes closed and he fainted.

The national master didn't want to pick up qianzhixue's body, but when he thought of Qingzi's words, he held out his hand and prevented qianzhixue from falling to the ground.

He helped qianzhixue to the chair and sat down. The national teacher frowned and looked at qianzhixue for a while.

Over the years, he held the Zhenling challenge for Qingzi. Those who died in the Zhenling challenge became the nourishment of Qingzi more or less, making Qingzi's soul more powerful.

As soon as the valley entered the desert, it began to plunder and kill people from other teams. That's why.

This time, the venue of the Zhenling challenge was arranged in the desert, because Qingzi wanted to find a suitable body.

But I don't want to. Qianxue's luck is so bad. It's just that she was brought by the Chen family to make up the number. She's also attracted by Qingzi. She doesn't even know when she will live in the sea.

Thinking of qiannuxue, there was another Li Che beside him, the national master's brow was more and more tight.

Take out a black unknown Dan medicine to thousand sew snow to take down, the National Teacher's worry this just a little less.

With the effect of this elixir, even if Li Che is beside qiannuxue, as long as Li Che's divine consciousness does not enter qiannuxue's sea of consciousness, he will not find the existence of Qingzi.

But if it is not necessary, how can Richter enter the divine consciousness of qianzhixue?

Unless Richter wants to be an idiot!

In order to be safe, the national master also applied a secret method to qiannuxue. In any case, he had to ensure that Qingzi would not be discovered before he was finished.

After all this, the national master did not stay too much. He just took a deep look at qianzhixue, as if he saw Qingzi's soul through qianzhixue's face.

In a flash, he left the stone house. Because of Qingzi's words, he is going to prepare for qiannuxue's strength.

Soon after the national master left, Xujing, who lost qianrenxue, finally followed Yubi to find her. What she saw was qianrenxue in a coma.

As soon as his face changed, Xu Jing strode into the stone house, and immediately felt the pulse of a thousand sewing snow.

Aware of thousands of sewing snow life worry, Xujing greatly relieved, a heart immediately put back to the stomach.

I wanted to wake up Qianxue first, but looking at her quiet sleeping face, Xujing hesitated and sat next to her, looking at her face.

This face is the face that he kept spinning in his mind after he was influenced by the stone gate.

In fact, even if there is no Shimen, Xujing also knows that his mind is full of thousands of sewing snow.

Snow has become his magic barrier.

Reach out to caress the cheek of thousands of sewing snow, the feeling of smoothness is that he has never felt in his life, which makes him reluctant to move his hand away.

"Zhixue, what should I do with you?"

The voice is full of distress. Xujing's expression is complex. He knows that his action is not right, but he just can't help it.

At the moment, qiannuxue stayed quietly in front of him, no Chenqu, no Chenyue, no yuanmuchuan!

It's just the two of them.

This moment is their time, no one disturb.

So, no one knows what he does, right?