Chapter 647

His eyes touched the tears of poetic rhyme. Qin Yi moved in his heart and a warm faint smile appeared on his face: "don't worry, we have experienced so much. From the beginning of meeting to I accept the torture of iron man array for you, these pieces have been engraved in my heart. If I want to forget, I can't forget."

Shiyun, with tears in her eyes and a smile as beautiful as summer flowers on her face, "Qin Yi, thank you!"

"In fact, what I can't forget most is your strong kiss to me yesterday and that time in the cave, I helped you heal..."

Qin Yi smiled.

As a result, before his voice fell, the rhyme of poetry was a charming cry, hurriedly stretched out a slender jade finger and pressed it on Qin Yi's mouth: "don't say!"

Remembering that time in the cave, Qin Yi helped himself heal. On his poetic cheek, he was so ashamed that he could almost pinch out water.

Qin Yi was stunned. He immediately took away her fingers and grinned: "OK, I don't say, just want to."

"Don't think about it." Poetry is shameful.

"Didn't you tell me not to forget you? No, how can I not forget you? " Qin Yi smiled happily.

"Ah!"

Shiyun was stunned. The boy in front of him was a fighter among the bad guys.

Although the girl was very shy, in her heart, an inexplicable sweetness appeared leisurely. She twisted her dying ass and turned her back in shame: "whatever you like, just think of you!"

A peerless girl with a temperament like a fairy is so shy in front of her. Qin Yi's heart rises a touch of comfort.

But the poetic rhyme turned around slowly, and his look had returned to normal. He said, "Qin Yi, Yan Meiniang, did you really meet by chance on the road?"

Qin Yi frowned in confusion, nodded and said, "yes, is there a problem?"

"In this northern wasteland, the Yan tribe does exist. The scale of that tribe is not very large. Moreover, from the understanding of poetry, the head of the Yan tribe is old. In these years, a new head will indeed be elected."

Poetic vision, leisurely become deep: "everything, it seems, is so impeccable, without the slightest flaw, but without the slightest flaw, it is often the biggest flaw."

"Shiyun, what are you trying to say?"

Qin Yi's heart became more and more confused.

After pondering for a moment, the poem slowly said, "Yan Meiniang is not simple. At least her cultivation is more than what she shows at present."

"Really?"

Qin Yi couldn't help being stunned: "Yan Meiniang only had the cultivation in the early stage of the second boundary of the patriarchal road. She was unprepared. I spied it out with spiritual power. Could it be wrong?"

"Maybe... I was wrong."

The poetic rhyme was shallow, the eyebrow was slightly frowned, the head was bowed, thought a little, looked up and said to Qin Yi: "in short, you should be careful of your charming mother. Well, I'll go. When you and Yan Meiniang leave, I won't send them away. I'm afraid I'll follow you into the extremely cold place regardless of everything. "

At the end of the speech, the graceful and moving body of the poem flashed, and the whole person disappeared directly in front of Qin Yi.

Be careful, Mei Niang!

Qin Yi stayed where he was, confused to the extreme.

The Yanshi tribe does exist. Moreover, over the years, the Yanshi tribe does want to elect a new patriarch. In other words, Yanmei Niang went to the broken Battle Road to find her brother Yanfu. She really wanted to bring him out and participate in the patriarchal election.

The cultivation of Yan Meiniang was indeed peeped out by spiritual perception when she just met her. There had never been a mistake in the peeping of spiritual perception.

"There is no problem with all this, but how can poetry make itself careful of Yan Meiniang?"

Qin Yi frowned and thought hard.

Qin Yi knows very well that poetic rhyme is definitely a smart woman. Since she will say such words to herself, there must be a reason. Maybe she noticed something, or she ignored something.

"On Yan Meiniang's body, what did I ignore?"

Qin Yi carefully stroked all the contact details between herself and Yan Meiniang from the meeting to now, but he still didn't find any problems.

"Then, there is only one possibility. Poetry is jealous. She told me to be careful of Yanmei Niang, which is a side expression of her jealous psychology."

Finally, Qin Yi came to this conclusion and couldn't help smiling: "women are naturally born to eat goods, and what they like most is vinegar!"

Next, Qin Yi came to Yan Meiniang's temporary residence and looked at her carefully. He did not find any problems. Therefore, he further affirmed his conclusion: Poetic rhyme is eating the same thing that all women in the world love to eat - vinegar!

Without delay, Qin Yi immediately entered the palace with Yan Meiniang and said goodbye to his majesty Daliang and the Minister of civil and military affairs. As expected, Qin Yi did not see poetry in the palace.

Although the rhyme of poetry has already explained that it will not give it to herself, Qin Yi still has a sense of loss in her heart.

After leaving the palace, Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang walked to the north gate of Duanyang city.

Under normal circumstances, some prosperous cities do not allow practitioners to fly in the air, because doing so is very easy to cause chaos.

Out of the north gate of Duanyang City, Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang suddenly surged the mysterious Qi in their bodies, developed their own speed martial arts, and rushed forward.

The northern part of Kyushu is collectively referred to as the northern wilderness, and the state of Daliang naturally belongs to the northern wilderness.

The reason why Beihuang is called Beihuang is that it is quite desolate here. Large countries are very rare. They are basically just some tribes, and the scale of tribes is usually not very large. If they can reach the size of a country's county city, they can be regarded as a super part.

Daliang is a country at the northernmost end of Kyushu mainland. Out of Daliang, it is a vast wasteland. Only after entering the wasteland can there be a country.

In the vast northern wilderness, human traces are rare. However, as we get closer to the north pole, the flood and famine giant animals appear, but their body shape is becoming larger and larger, and their combat effectiveness is becoming more and more terrible.

Of course, the climate is getting colder and colder. Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang are speeding forward. After a day, snow has appeared below them, and the cold wind is howling in their ears.

However, at this time, the fire lotus they had taken before has played a role. No matter how the cold wind rages on the earth, they can't feel a trace of cold, and even feel that they are in a spring wind, which is quite comfortable.

It flew two days ago.

It's already an icy and snowy place around. Although they can't feel a trace of cold after taking Huolian, Qin Yi and Yan Meiniang, they know that the temperature here is unimaginably low. Practitioners below the five realms of the patriarchal road will die if they walk here in an instant. Practitioners from the five realms of the patriarchal road to the eight realms of the patriarchal Road, It is also extremely difficult to stick to it all the way.

Only the cultivators above the eight realms of the patriarchal road will not be in danger in this extremely cold place.

Of course, it is only under normal circumstances that there is no life danger. In case of special circumstances, it is also dead.

In fact, in addition to the terrible cold in the Arctic of Kyushu mainland, there are other dangers, such as wind blade, which is one of them.

The wind blade is the ice formed when the flowing air is frozen.

Because it's too cold here, the ice is extremely hard, and it's as thin as a blade, but the area is very large. Some of them have reached tens of feet wide.

It is very fast in the hurricane. With the sharp edge like a blade and considerable weight, under the high-speed chop, even the experts in the five realms of the patriarchal road are likely to be directly divided into two once they are split.

What is particularly terrible is that these wind blades are transparent, which is very difficult to detect when chopping.

It can be said that a huge wind blade is no less terrible than the joint attack of three great beasts.

Fortunately, wind blades tens of feet wide are rare. They are usually several or more feet wide. Due to their light weight, the chopping power of these wind blades is not so terrible.

Hoo

A piece of wind blade came towards Yan Meiniang. Qin Yi suddenly noticed that it was about to split on Yan Meiniang. He was surprised and quickly pulled Yan Meiniang behind him and went back to hit her hard.

"Click!"

Qin Yi's fist was as if it were made of steel. The moment the wind blade touched his fist, it suddenly broke.

"What a terrible blade!"

Yan Meiniang was pale: "this is hell on earth."

The wind blade just smashed by Qin Yi's fist has a width of more than ten feet. With Yan Meiniang's current cultivation in the second realm of the road, if it is hit, even if it won't be killed instantly, it will be seriously damaged.

"It's all right. I'm here."

Qin Yichao showed her a comfortable and warm smile, but the sudden cut of the wind blade just now surprised him in a cold sweat. If his hand was a little slower, Yan Meiniang might have become a corpse now.

"Hum..."

Qin Yi didn't dare to be careless. He urged his left hand to spread out his spiritual perception, covering an area of about 1800 feet.

Unfortunately, because the wind blade is transparent, even Qin Yi's psychic perception is very difficult to find. It can only be judged by the fluctuation of air flow.

"In fact, there is something more terrible here than the wind blade."

Yan Meiniang finally recovered. Her face was still a little pale, she said.

"There is something more terrible than the wind blade. What is that?"

Qin Yi asked the eyebrow with a slight frown.

"Qin Yi, did you see that?"

Yan Meiniang pointed the green slender jade towards the front.