Regarding this, Hua Xiaomi was just laughing. What is there to say about disaster? Isn’t it more important than this?

It was snowing heavily and it was scattered.

As soon as I stepped into the snow-capped mountains, I felt the biting cold.

Everyone kept using their spiritual power to keep warm, but as they went deeper, not only did they not warmed up, but instead became colder.

"Xiaohua, are you sure we are taking the right route? Why have we walked for several days and it has not been enough? By the way, you are not a road fool, right?"

Hua Xiaomi ignored this. Who is the road crazy person?

Compared to the route issue, she was more worried about encountering the snow coffin monsters here, or other monster monsters derived from the snow mountain.

However, she seemed to have thought too much, and the journey was very quiet. Apart from being a little cold, they did not encounter any danger.

Until they walked to a small hill.

"It should be here."

Hua Xiaomi looked around and removed the thick snow that could almost make a person, and there was hard soil below.

Because of the cold weather, the soil is frozen like ice.

Cheng Baiyi first used the fire technique to heat the land, and then used the sprinkler technique to moisten the land. Hua Xiaomi and Zhaocai Jinbao carried a shovel to dig the soil.

After almost a meal, the bottom was finally dug through.

The entrance is a narrow passage, and the head is invisible at first glance, which makes people feel scared.

With the size of Zhaocai Jinbao, he must not be able to get in, so he simply took back the spirit beast bag.

Hua Xiaomi threw out a pathfinder puppet to take the lead, followed by herself, and Cheng Baiyi followed her.

The passage was narrow, and at first she could barely stand, but later she became narrower and narrower, so she had to crawl forward half kneeling.

The stone wall is uneven, with sharp points on the body and itchy. It may be because it is underground and is relatively humid. When you climb down all the way, your whole body is wet.

When he turned around, Cheng Baiyi looked even more embarrassed. He didn't even have an arm, and he was stuck halfway through the climb. He still took out two small-power puppets and dragged them out.

After leaving the narrow road, it was much wider, with candlelight embedded in the stone walls and lit up faintly.

There is a big door ahead, snow-white and crystal clear, magnificent, with a letter from Yuntian Pavilion.

Hua Xiaomi quickly took out the treasure map, and there was a red dot in the intertwined line, which must be here.

Just as he was about to let the puppet come in and explore the way, Cheng Baiyi stopped her.

"Xiaohua, I feel something is wrong."

The other party rolled up his sleeves, rolled up the treasure map and looked at it carefully. After a while, he pointed to a certain place and said, "You see, the situation here is different from ours now, and the lines are very complicated."

After a pause, he made a guess: "It is very likely that there is more than one entrance in this place."

In other words, there is not only one of them in the treasure map, and maybe there are many people in this sect who come to hunt for treasures.

Hua Xiaomi felt a little nervous. If this is the case, it would be a little trouble.

At that time, snatching the treasures will inevitably lead to a fight.

There is also Cheng Baiyi, who has no arms, and he will definitely suffer a loss when fighting.

She was thinking this way, but she saw Cheng Baiyi take out two red silk cloths and hand them to her: "Xiaohua, you have poor defense, this one is for you to defend yourself."

I took it over and shook it open and saw that it was not a red silk cloth, it was clearly a bellyband worn by girls!

It also embroidered with two lotus thighs, accompanied by the unique fragrance of the woman.

What a pervert!

She looked at Cheng Baiyi with contempt.

But the other party was not ashamed but proud, and licked his face and smiled, "This is my treasure. If it weren't for you, Xiaohua, I wouldn't have been willing to take it out."

After glaring for a while, Hua Xiaomi snorted and suddenly said, "The red one is not good-looking, change the color next time."

Cheng Baiyi:⊙()⊙

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After entering the door, there is a very wide hall inside, which is magnificent and very bright.

Cheng Baiyi's guess is indeed correct. In addition to them, several waves of people have arrived.

Since they entered the door, Hua Xiaomi felt a series of gazes hitting her body with scrutiny.

Suddenly, she looked along her gaze and saw Ke Xu staring at her coldly and resentfully, as if there was a hole in her body now.

The other party's face was still red and swollen, which shows that the slap she slapped the other party half a year ago was very powerful.

There are many monks, most of them are in the early stage of the Golden Pill, and the remaining few are in the middle stage and late stage.

There is also a middle-aged Confucian scholar with a strange aura.

In addition to Ke Xu, she also saw several acquaintances.

Qu Fang was actually here, and there were four female cultivators beside her, the four who had been shouting and killing Cheng Baiyi before.

At this time, Gu Pan looked both nervous and excited about the scene in front of him.

Hua Xiaomi is short and doesn't dress well. In addition, Cheng Baiyi is still disabled, so people quickly lose interest.

Each person can rest his eyes and rest his mind, or meditate and cultivate his energy.

It seems like waiting for something.

She and Cheng Baiyi looked at each other, found a corner and sat down.

However, she did not meditate, but instead took out a bottle of warm wine contained in spiritual energy and drank it in small sips.

Somehow, I felt a little nervous in my heart, and I always felt something was going to happen.

Her nervousness seemed to have also spread to Cheng Baiyi. The two of them sat and drank, but they didn't speak, their eyes were untainted, and they didn't know what they were thinking.

After a few days, cultivators came one after another, and most of their cultivation levels were in the early and mid-stage stages.

"Tsk~ Isn't there any high-level monk this time? I don't know if it's because of its good luck or bad luck..." The person who spoke was a man with thick black hair all over his body.

Shirtless, the pair of tendons are thick and hard. If they are stewed in a pot, it will probably take several days to stew it.

Hua Xiaomi was a little curious. It seemed that this was not the first time she had come?

Could it be that Yuntian Pavilion still has regular openness?

Scanning the hall, there was no use except for the shimmering golden light, and the entrance they had just entered was gone.

And in the corner of the hall there is a small side door with a space atmosphere.

It seemed like Hua Xiaomi had thought of something.

After a trembling tremble, another monk came in outside. The crowd was a little turbulent, and Hua Xiaomi also glanced at him curiously.

Two, one man and one woman.

Hua Xiaomi could not take her eyes off as soon as she turned her eyes over.

That woman was so witchy, her body was as red as blood, and she was wrapped around the man around her like boneless.

The charming and narrow eyes are like cherry red lips and exhaled like orchids.

The white arms, as white as cream, hooked the man's neck. As she breathed, the white and tender ravines with gullies rose and fell, cutting a dazzling beautiful scene.

The skirt, which was short to the base of the legs, exposed its crystal-like thighs, tightly hooked the man's waist, and curled up with slender toes, making him look like a snake.

The best!

Beautiful!

Hua Xiaomi's pupils shrank, and her chest kept beating, and a heat flowed into her nose, suddenly covering her nose.
Chapter completed!