Quickly wear the host, don't panic, the person hasn't run far yet

The cold wind gradually rose and the chill was biting.

The howling north wind mixed with large snowflakes swept across the branches of pine and cypress trees, layer upon layer, bending the branches of the trees.

It was tottering in the wind's sharp howling like a wild beast.

In the gray sky, large patches of dark clouds gathered, hanging low and unevenly, making it hard to breathe.

The mixture of ice water on my face was so painful that it was numb.

Gradually, I no longer felt any pain from the punches and kicks that were hitting my body.

The constant cursing in my ears, mixed with the north wind, faded away and began to become so unreal.

Ji Luochen didn’t know if he was about to die.

Just like many times before, I will miraculously get through it.

Then wait quietly for the next bullying and abuse to come.

It goes on and on, and I don't know when it will end...

He curled up on the ground, protecting his head out of habit.

But he didn't dare to fight back.

He was afraid of being expelled from Xuantian Sect.

He no longer has a home.

From the moment he became a "waste", the Ji family had completely expelled him.

This is the only place where he can settle down.

His pale cheek was pressed against the ground, almost blending into the snow, completely bloodless.

Only the bright red bloodstain on the lips was particularly eye-catching.

His vision had begun to blur.

Until a white figure appeared in front of him.

She held him tenderly in her arms.

Warm spiritual energy flows into every part of my body.

It has been a long time since he felt such warmth...

It lasted so long that he almost thought it was an illusion before he died.

He couldn't help but moan softly.

A soft and pleasant voice came from my ears.

"Go to sleep, take a rest, we will be home soon..."

House…

He really wanted to say that he no longer had a home.

But for some reason, he couldn't say anything to refute.

Subconsciously, I closed my eyes obediently.

The soothing spiritual energy flowed throughout his body, making him feel particularly comfortable.

Unconsciously, he actually relaxed his tense nerves and allowed himself to fall into endless darkness.

Looking at the person who was sleeping soundly in his arms.

Mu Wanxi's eyes were gentle and she withdrew her hand that was caressing his cold cheek and continuously transmitting spiritual energy.

When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were instantly filled with a coldness as cold as the snow in winter.

Just one glance and the few young men who had just been threatening and cursing were immediately trembling with fear.

They couldn't help themselves and fell to their knees with a thud.

He lowered his head and dared not say a word.

They were caught bullying their fellow students by their teacher, and they were bound to be punished this time.

Thinking of this, the leading young man raised his head, gritted his teeth in anger, and glared at the person in Mu Wanxi's arms.

It’s all this little piece of trash’s fault for causing them so much trouble.

He had relied on his talent before and caused them many setbacks.

Now he's become a waste, yet he's still so restless.

He never dared to say a word when he was bullied on weekdays, and most of the teachers and leaders in Wuji Peak turned a blind eye.

After all, no one cares about the life or death of a waste.

I don’t know what kind of luck he had today, and when he met such a beautiful teacher.

The young man took another closer look at the woman with skin as white as snow standing in front of him.

She wore a white robe commonly worn by disciples of Xuantian Sect, but she wore it in a different way.

Her clothes fluttered in the wind, her black hair was casually half-tied up with a wooden hairpin, she had a beautiful appearance, a cool and elegant temperament, and her body movements were light and graceful, and no one of them noticed that someone was approaching her just now.

When he reacted, Ji Luochen had already been led out of their encirclement by her.

Although this woman looked young, the aura and pressure she exuded made them know at a glance that she was not an ordinary senior sister.

I don't know which peak's teacher came to meddle in other people's business...

The young man was thinking hard in his heart.

Suddenly I felt a sense of pressure coming.

He suddenly felt a dull pain in his chest, a fishy-sweet taste in his throat, and bright red blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably.

Mu Wanxi glanced over with a cold gaze.

The young man was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head, enduring the severe pain that was still surging in his chest, and dared not look again.

The next moment, the woman's figure disappeared from sight.

But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they felt the world spinning.

The figures of several young men also disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The heavy snow was still falling, and soon the bloodstains on the ground were covered without leaving a trace.

Several young men endured the dizziness and were surprised to find themselves kneeling in front of a bamboo house without knowing when.

What is even more surprising is...

This was a mountain they had never seen before.

The mountains are shaded by green trees, the spring breeze is warm, and there are birds chirping in the trees.

Except, the people around them.

They looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes.

They were kneeling in front of the bamboo house at the moment, with only a few people around them, and the weather was as bad as it had just been at Wuji Peak.

What's worse is that at this moment they found themselves unable to use the spiritual power in their bodies to keep out the cold.

But in a moment, their teeth were chattering and their whole bodies were trembling from the cold.

But his whole body seemed to be fixed, unable to move at all.

They stared at the bamboo house in front of them, and a terrible thought emerged from the depths of their minds.

This isn't the person who...

Qingzhi Peak.

In Xuantian Sect, no one doesn’t know it.

There is a special Qingzhi Peak, which is the highest peak in the entire Xuantian Sect and also a forbidden area.

It is said that on Qingzhi Peak lives the younger sister of Xuantian Sect's leader, Biluo Xianzun.

He is also the only existing immortal in the entire Xuantian Sect.

It is rumored that this immortal was extremely talented and was brought back by the still-living Immortal Haotian in his early years. He was accepted as an inner disciple as an exception and was kept by his side to be taught carefully.

In just a few years, he broke through the Spirit Transformation Stage. His cultivation speed was astonishing.

But according to legend, she was extremely solitary, liked quietness, did not like to socialize with others, and even hated all lively occasions.

After the Immortal Lord Haotian passed away, she was the only one left in the entire Qingzhi Peak.

She pursued the great way wholeheartedly and practiced the way of ruthlessness. She had long since abandoned all emotions and desires and no longer cared about worldly affairs.

He just locked himself up in the peak to practice in seclusion every day, and did not come out for a hundred years.

There were even rumors before that she had already broken through to the Mahayana stage and was just waiting to overcome the calamity and ascend to heaven.

So, how could it be her?

How could she possibly care about the little fights and quarrels between these little disciples?

The more they thought about it, the more impossible it seemed, but they couldn't help but admit it.

Such a strange scene, no one else can do it except this person...

At this moment, not only were their bodies trembling, but they also felt an uncontrollable chill in their hearts.

If that little piece of trash really caught the eye of the Immortal Venerable...

The leading young man knelt on the ground with gritted teeth, staring intently at the tightly closed wooden door. The viciousness and jealousy in his eyes almost burst out.

Why does this guy always have such good luck...

But I will never get...

An inner room separated by a door.

There is a gentle breeze and the temperature is just right.

Looking at the little boy lying on the bed, a blush gradually appeared on his face.

Mu Wanxi then withdrew her hand that was transmitting spiritual energy and raised the corners of her lips in a good mood.

"My dear little Tongzi~ Let's start transmitting the plot~"