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"Ahhhh, this mountain wall is so slippery that I can't climb out there!!!"

On the south side of the snowy ridge, in the valleys of the square mountains and the mountains, huge holes appeared on the boundless white snow, dark and unsightly, and the crisp shouts of a girl's doll were faintly heard from below.

The little girl in purple was standing on the pile of rocks with her face down, and her eyebrows were tilted down: "I finally caught up with the wooden silkworm. I saw it flying into the snow ridge. I thought I would see my master and Xiao Yunzi soon, but I didn't expect to be trapped here by them." The girl in purple turned around and glared at the three people behind her, and her mouth flattened.

Ye Lan was supported by Ayue and leaned against a huge rock at the bottom of the valley. When she heard the little girl's words, her face turned into ice. She gritted her teeth and wanted to stand up again and again. "You and I will definitely kill you a stinky girl!"

A Zi frowned and pouted: "You are so strange. Isn't it just to grab my good-looking son? I said you don't want to share half of you, and you still want to spit it out after feeding you. Then what do you want to do?"

"I want to kill you!!"

"Huh" A Zi frowned her nose in disgust: "You have such poor martial arts skills, and you fell down and broke your leg. You are stupid and weak. How can you kill me?"

"You say it all!" Ye Lan's face turned pale, blood rushing to her chest, breathing unsteadily, and almost attacking her heart.

Gongshuquan couldn't help but say, "When he fell down, Mr. Ye grabbed Miss Ye Yue and could have landed safely. If it weren't for your little sister, you kicked his back in the air, you wouldn't have broken your legs."

Ye Yue squatted beside Ye Lan, trying to observe his leg injury: "Is the Fourth Brother seriously injured?"

The girl in purple clothes flashed with her big big eyes: "Oh, I didn't see clearly, I thought it was a stone that could be used to pedal up." The voice was low, and she muttered: "Who knows if she still can't pedal up?"

Ye Lan said coldly: "I will settle this grudge with you!"

"Fourth brother, don't vomit with her first." The girl in red holding a long sword couldn't help but say worriedly: "Plushes the broken bone first, otherwise it's probably inappropriate."

Ye Lan looked at the little man not far away coldly. He replied for a long time: "Yes."

A Zi stumbled for a while, looked at Ye Lan without fear of death, and pouted, "It was me who kicked you and broke your leg. As compensation, I'll help you connect the broken bones well."

"Will you answer?" Ye Yue hesitated.

"Yeah!" A Zi narrowed her eyes and smiled and focused her head.

"Let her come here!" Ye Lan's eyes were cold and she was silent.

The innocent little girl wearing a little purple jacket and her face jumped over and jumped over.

Seeing that she was coming close, Ye Lan raised her sneer on the corner of her mouth, which was hidden behind the black velvet collar, and quietly held her claws like an eagle.

"It's this leg, right?"

Only?

Gongshuquan, not far away, was slightly stunned when he heard this.

Ye Lan took advantage of her approaching, and Nighthawk pointed his hand straight into the heart of the people, about to find out.

The girl in purple squatted in front of him with her head down, and her claws touched his legs without any hesitation, muttering: "Is this one? Or this one? Where is it broken? Here? Here?"

The more you touched, the faster you got, the faster you hand.

Ye Lan's face suddenly changed: "What are you doing?!"

The little girl looked up with her big round eyes and looked straight at the man close at hand, with her eyes facing each other, innocent and innocent: "Where are you going to get the bones!"

The big eyes are innocent, reflecting the clear outline of the man in black.

Ye Lan was stunned by her sight.

"Is this here? Then I'll take it." The little girl muttered to herself, lowered her head and wanted to take action.

Ye Lan immediately came back to her senses, about to pose her claws and take action. The "crack" sound, and the severe pain came from her left leg.

Ye Yue felt the person holding the person in his hand stiff and looked at him in a hurry.

"You, you got the wrong place, right? My fourth brother's face turned green!"

"No, I'll take it for Xuewaer, and it's all right."

"It must be wrong! It's asymmetry with another leg!"

"Hey, it seems to be hey, then I'll change it."

"ah"

"You've twisted the wrong direction! My fourth brother screamed out loud!"

"Ahhh, I'll change it!"

"ah"

"Where are you twisting it?" Ye Yue was almost crying. "My fourth brother's face is purple!"

"So that?"

"ah"

"You stop!"

"so??"

""

Ye Yue's face turned green.

"Is this time right?" A Zi looked up at Ye Yue nervously.

A Yue froze for a while and looked at him: "It seems that he is symmetrical with the Fourth Brother?"

Gongshuquan, not far away, swallowed his saliva: "Young Master Ye seems to have fainted."

"Fourth Brother! Fourth Brother?!"

The boy in blue wiped away the sweat from his forehead silently.

A Zi exhaled, "It seems to be connected, it should be connected." Turning his head and looking at the boy in blue not far away, the little girl's eyes shining: "I remember you twisted your ankle, right?"

"No, no!!" Gongshuquan jumped in shock: "I have nothing to do!"

A Zi lowered her head: "Oh"

"Sect Master, Qing'e's reply to the letter!" Yi, a disciple wearing a cloud pattern, held the letter and rushed towards the man in the ink clothes in front.

The person who was about to hear the sound replied, his face was quiet and without a slight rippling. His face turned a little cold and white in the wind and snow. When he rubbed his handsome and gentle eyebrows, he could vaguely see the coldness and coldness.

Reaching the letter, unfolding it, her slender and cold white fingers trembled, and the man in the ink-clothed eyebrows shook: "The tomb flowers are really this thing."

Lan Suwan's face changed when she heard this, her face changed: "What my master heard at that time was indeed the poison of tomb flowers?!" The face was shocked, and the girl was confused: "Isn't that?"

"The cold power of the tomb flowers is mixed with the remaining poison of frost and night cold flowers on her body. The colder it becomes colder, and the power of the distant water will surely overturn. If you encounter ice and snow here again, your life will last only twenty days."

Master!

Lan Suwanyi's face instantly turned white as paper.

Mo Ran looked at the endless ice and snow, and his eyes were filled with deep sorrow and sadness. He paused and said softly: "If there is no antidote to the poison of the tomb flowers in her body, even if we find her within the remaining ten days, we will not have time to save her."

Lan Suwan instantly froze on the horse's back.

After a while, the girl in blue murmured, "The antidote to the tomb flowers is essential, and the odor of grass is essential." The man in blue suddenly turned his horse's head and rushed to the southwest of the ridge.

It's a thousand miles away, no longer enough.

The girl in blue suddenly remembered ten years ago, in the wilderness forest, her mother was covered in blood and was hidden under the horizontal bed in the carriage by her mother. Her face and body were covered with blood from her parents and the offenders. At a young age, her dull eyes shrank under the base of the carriage and shivered.

It was late autumn, and yellow leaves were floating. The woman in white dress brushed open the blood-stained curtain of the car and reached out to her with sympathy.

At that time, the master said: "Don't be afraid, from today on, I will protect you."

"Master" Lan Suwan murmured with a hoarse sentence, tears rolled out from the corners of her eyes and scattered in the wind. She slapped her horse and rushed to the southwest far under the snowy ridge.

The long and light snow falls. It's no longer enough.

Mo Ran watched the girl in blue ride away, her eyes deep and solemn, and she was faintly solemn.

The snow-colored Lun Scarf fluttered in the wind, the cloud patterns on the ink clothes were complicated, and large auspicious clouds spread out on the collar of the clothes. The man lowered his eyes a little, and turned his palms and handed something to the disciples of the sect who had never been lifted before.

"Attached to the shadow." said two words lightly, and Mo Ran looked into the distance.

"Yes." The man reached out and took the thing the man handed over respectfully, whispered to the word "yi", then turned his horse's head and galloped away quickly.

Mo Bai's long shirt rolled and fell with the wind and snow. The horseman faced the snow ridge and galloped in even more eagerly.

Junior sister, you knew that I couldn’t save you eight years ago, so you would rather go to Liancheng alone. So what about this time?!

The wind and snow are shining.

In the snowy hills and cold weather, the fire in the cave drifted lightly, and the crackling sound of charcoal being burned from time to time.

On the side of the bonfire, the young man carefully took off the broth from the clay pot, poured it out in an old wooden bowl, and picked it up to feed the person in his arms.

The man in pink who was sitting on the side of the boy suddenly curled his lips and sneered softly: "Boy, don't waste it."

Yun Xiao looked up and glanced at him coldly, ignoring him. He slowly blew the broth in the bowl warm and wanted to feed it into the woman's mouth.

The baby-faced man looked quietly with his eyes squinted.

As soon as the young man took the soup bowl close, the woman in her arms frowned slightly, and then she was powerless but instinctively turned away from her face.

Yun Xiaoyi was stunned.

The man on the side of the bonfire raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly.
To be continued...