Chapter 180

When the sun rose, the cold fog finally completely dispersed. People looked out with the fog and saw more than a dozen snow footed animals lying on the ground, already dead.

Among them, the apparently large high-order snow footed beast was killed by Bai Zao with magic weapons, leaving only half of its body. The snow footed beast whose four heads were penetrated should be killed by Yao Songshan with the green mountain sword technique. The death of the other snow footed animals was even more miserable, with broken limbs and armor, and blue blood flowing everywhere.

The stone stained with poisonous blood has fine bubbles and makes a sizzling sound. The picture is terrible.

What's more shocking is that there are snow footed animal bodies in more peripheral places, one or two tens of feet apart, and they continue to hundreds of feet away.

Similar images can be vaguely seen even further away.

How many snow footed animals died?

People knew that it was not an accident that the sound outside the fog disappeared last night, but that he went to hunt down those snow footed animals?

They looked at Jing Jiu and their eyes were full of shock, even Yao Songshan.

The thick fog last night was so cold that it could even isolate the divine consciousness, which was extremely unfavorable to practitioners. Snow footed animals fought by instinct, but they were not affected.

How did he do all this?

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Jing Jiu and Bai Zao stand side by side.

One in white.

A white skirt flutters.

Those young people looked at the picture and smiled. Who doesn't like such a beautiful picture.

The charming daughter of heaven of Zhongzhou school and the Kendo Wizard of qingshanzong are really a pair of wall people.

"Who do you support?"

The female disciple of the hanging bell sect looked at Yao Songshan with wide eyes and asked.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Yao Songshan said.

The female disciple of the hanging bell sect tilted her lips in disdain.

Yao Songshan thought expressionless that although Miss Bai Zao was good, she certainly wanted to support uncle Zhao.

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The picture of Jing Jiu and Bai Zao standing side by side is very good, but they don't see it like this.

The remains of snow footed animals, more disgusting cyan juice than moss, were smeared on the snow.

But they didn't care, and their initial dialogue had nothing to do with the picture in front of them.

"That night you promised me not to move, Lao Lin." Bai Zao said.

Well nine appeared in time. She didn't even use the golden elixir and her injury was not serious. She took some pills and soon recovered her spirit.

Well nine thought about what she said that night and said, "I didn't move Lao Lin."

Bai Zao looked at him seriously and said, "if you have no evidence that Shi FengChen was involved in this matter, you shouldn't touch him."

Well nine said, "you have no evidence."

This means that many people, including the Zhongzhou faction, suspect that Shi FengChen was forced to death by him.

Bai Zao said, "you should know very well that Shi FengChen can't move Bu Laolin at all."

Jingjiu said, "yes, I know he has contact with Jingxin's family."

Bai Zao looked more serious and said, "are you ready to move the prince without evidence?"

Well nine said: "in fact, I moved him first, and then these things happened."

Therefore, whether from the prince's side or from the other side, Zhao Layue was assassinated because of him.

The content of this sentence, Bai Zao felt that he needed to think carefully in the future. She stopped discussing the problem, pointed to the holes in the snow and said, "the snow footed animals last night didn't come out of the canyon, but from the depths of the earth."

Well nine said, "what do you want to say?"

Bai Zao said, "the wireworm you met and the snow footed beast last night may be something left deep underground during the animal tide."

Well nine said, "can you sleep so long?"

Bai Zao said, "as long as it's buried deep enough."

Well nine asked, "then why did they come out? It can't be awakened by Dao Zhan. "

Bai Zao said, "I don't think they want to attack us, but they want to return to the snow country. They just happen to meet us. Although I don't know what happened in the snow country, it must be a big event that the monsters who have been sleeping underground for hundreds of years will wake up collectively. "

Jingjiu thought to himself that he really should come and have a look.

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At noon, the sun is too strong for meditation.

The teachers and disciples of various sects came out from the courtyards of Xishanju one after another. According to the habit formed these days, they took a walk to the rain corridor and enjoyed the dozens of plum paintings.

Of course, they are most concerned about the performance of their disciples. In addition, Luo Huainan, Bai Zao and Tonglu - Bai Zao's picture of plum blossoms has been praised by Zen. Luo Huainan and Tonglu have the most plum blossoms, and it is said that they travel the farthest to the depths of the snow field.

Jingjiu's picture of Meitu has also received a lot of attention, but there has been no change for several consecutive days, and people's interest has gradually faded.

The painter came out of the tall building rising from the mountain. People walked with him and were surprised to find that the painter finally stopped before Jing Jiu's plum painting. That team finally got a new harvest? Or... Another dead man? Strangely enough, the painter didn't pick up his pen and began to draw plum, but stared at the mostly blank drawing paper, looking a little confused. After a while, he glanced at the file in his hand, as if to confirm it, and then continued to stare at the picture in a daze. Finally, a practitioner couldn't help asking, "what's the matter?" The painter said with a sad face, "I don't know how to draw." Hearing this, people were stunned and thought that whether it was to add plum blossoms or cross out their names, it was just a matter of writing. What was the difficulty? The wind sounded. More than ten great figures in the spiritual world came to the field. Nanji, the leader of Kunlun, the abbot of dazeling and Baotong Buddhist temple, also came to Zhongzhou sect, which rarely appeared a few days ago. No bell sounded, which meant there was no need to clear the field. The monks bowed down one after another and asked them to go to the corridor without leaving. It was even more strange, thinking what had happened? Nan forgot to look at the painter and asked, "why haven't you painted yet?" The painter smiled bitterly and said, "I really don't know how to write."“ Why don't I try? " He Kan came in from the courtyard. Naturally, his talent goes without saying. He also won the second place in the meihui painting war. For some reasons, he did not participate in this year's Dao war. The leader of Kunlun looked at him and said in a cold voice, "you can do something." Nan forgot to say, "the painting is better." He Kui smiled and saluted. He went to the painting, took the file in the painter's hand and looked down. He had guessed some, but looking at the words on the file, he was still a little confused. Immediately, a bitter smile appeared on his face, thinking that it was no wonder it was difficult to draw. He looked at the painting and thought for a moment. He took the pen from the painter's hand, dipped it in some cinnabar, shook his wrist slightly, and waved it to the painting. Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa Pa. Those bright red pigments fell on the white paper, speckled and like raindrops. People were surprised and wondered what he Kai was doing? He Kai ignored it, changed a thin branch, dipped in some ink, and continued to paint quietly. An ink line appears between the red dots on the full paper. The ink line is very thin and light. If you don't look carefully, you may not even see it. People came to understand what he was doing. That is a plum branch stretching far away. What about these red spots like blood? Is it the plum blossom on the branch? How many plum blossoms are there? The porch was quiet. People were shocked and speechless. What happened overnight? This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.