After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

Although there was heavy snow and howling wind last night, the snow had stopped when the next morning light came out.

When I opened the door and walked out, I saw two suns in the sky!

The ancients were already wary of astronomy, and now they were even more secretive about it.

But no one in the group said much about it. They just packed themselves up tacitly and set out to climb the snow mountain.

Compared to the nearby cedar forest, the climate on the stretching snowy river is even harsher.

The group barely managed to fly to halfway up the mountain on their swords, but then they had to land and climb the mountain on foot.

Fortunately, the immortal powers of all the team members were combined to form a protective shield that enveloped the entire team, making it much easier to resist the fierce cold wind that was like ice and snow.

As the forest receded and the underbrush disappeared, as they neared the top of the mountain, all they could see was snow.

Fortunately, they all have magical powers and spells to "cheat", so they don't need to be down to earth and are not afraid of dark ditches and deep holes.

So don't worry about the route, just choose a straight one with less obstacles and reach the summit quickly and steadily.

Just when they thought they could easily reach the top of the mountain, they never expected that when they really entered the area covered by white fog on the top of the mountain, the invisible pressure directly pressed them into the snow.

The invisible pressure weighed heavily on everyone's shoulders, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.

Regardless of their cultivation level, everyone felt the warning without distinction.

The disciples looked at their respective masters and saw that each of them was working harder than themselves.

Qiao Qianan, a medical practitioner in the middle stage of True Immortal, was in an even worse situation. He was only saved from being buried by the snow thanks to Hua Jiantang and Lin Moran, one holding his medical practice and the other pulling his belt.

I was horrified for a moment, but later I realized that the pressure was getting stronger and stronger, and it would be different for different people!

Mo Zheng and Li Fuyi gritted their teeth and supported each other to float out of the snow.

After all, Mo Zheng is a modern person who has read mountain climbing reports. Even if he has never eaten pork, he knows how pigs run.

Seeing that the team was struggling, he immediately changed his strategy:

"Divide into groups! Tie yourselves together with ropes around your waists and support each other!"

Qiao Qianan naturally followed Hua Jiantang and Lin Moran to join Mo Zheng's group.

After a while, the team that had just been a whole was divided into three groups, waiting for Mo Zheng's next instruction.

Mo Zheng raised his head to look at the peak shrouded in the dazzling sunlight and said softly, "This place is strange, be careful."

"Nephews, support your master and go."

After saying that, he nodded to Li Fuyi, and led the way with Lin Moran and Hua Jiantang, who were supporting Qiao Qianan on both sides.

As the altitude increases, the pressure becomes more and more severe.

From time to time, someone couldn't resist and was pushed into the snow. Fortunately, there was a rope around the waist to guide them, which made it very easy for people in the same group to rescue them.

After stumbling and falling, it was still after dusk when we finally reached the top of the mountain.

The morning glow in the sky was extremely beautiful, but Mo Zheng had no mind to appreciate it.

Several people looked at Qiao Qianan and Nan Yubai who were whispering to each other, waiting for them to come up with a conclusion.

There was no wind at all at the top of the mountain, only snow was falling.

The two of them had almost the same opinion, with only one word: "wait".

However, Nan Yubai suggested that everyone rest here for one night. If they could not collect the Xuanbingyan tonight, he would wait here with his disciples. Mo Zheng and Mu Jinshu would go down the glacier tomorrow morning and continue to move forward to look for Sanbuzui and Ziyangzhi.

Qiao Qianan was worried that Nan Yubai and the three disciples he brought with him were not enough to cope with the situation, so he insisted on advancing and retreating together to be safer.

"Master Nanfeng, I'm not... I'm just..." Before Qiao Qianan could finish his words, he was interrupted by Nan Yubai's words:

"I have a plan for success."

"Master Sect Leader also gave me a teleportation talisman. If all else fails, I will lead the disciples to collect the Xuanbingyan, smash the teleportation talisman, and go back to wait for your triumphant return." As he spoke, he looked at Mo Zheng with a smile.

"We don't know when this mysterious ice smoke will appear. If we all wait here together, we don't know how long it will take."

"I'll feel relieved if you, Palace Master Qiao, follow me in. Thank you, Palace Master Qiao."

Qiao Qianan couldn't convince him, so he took out a few bottles of pills and gave them to Nan Yubai, "This is for the cold poison. You take one, and they take two. It will protect you from the cold evil entering your body within seven days."

Nan Yubai accepted it disrespectfully. As soon as he squeezed the bottle, he knew that this was a top-grade pill!

Since Qiao Qianan dared to give it, he naturally dared to accept it.

He immediately released his spiritual palace and kindly invited Qiao Qianan to come in and rest.

The appearance of Nan Yubai's spiritual palace is almost the same as Mo Zheng's, except that the room is filled with medicinal herbs and the lingering smell of medicine fills the air.

Mo Zheng choked and started sneezing the moment he entered. Then, as if contagious, the sneezing spread among the disciples...

Nan Yubai looked at them with a smile that made his eyebrows disappear. He bowed to Qiao Qianan and said, "Master Qiao, can you lend me the large iron pot to make some ginger soup?"

Everyone was looking forward to it when they heard there was ginger soup to drink, but when the two of them gathered around the big pot, throwing herbs in as if they were competing, the taste in the pot became more and more weird.

In the end, it turned into a strange green color!!

Mo Zheng was so choked up that tears welled up in his eyes. He couldn't help but complain, "Junior brother...how can this be called ginger soup? Can I not drink it later?"

"No!"/"No way!" Nan Yubai and Qiao Qianan, who had just been arguing over medicine like black-eyed chickens, suddenly said the same thing.

Mo Zheng shut up and swallowed his saliva. He wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only lie on his back and be alone for a while.

Lin Moran hid behind him and muttered softly, "Master, I don't want to drink it either. I feel like it will poison me to death..."

Li Fuyi and Hua Jiantang automatically stepped forward and stood in front of them, grinning helplessly as they faced the occasional glances from Nan Yubai and Qiao Qianan.

When the soup was ready, they took the initiative to ask for four bowls and drank it all in front of Nan Yubai and Qiao Qianan.

He turned around and added five, six, seven or eight spoons of sugar to the medicine he served to Mo Zheng and Lin Moran. When it was served to them, this mutated ginger soup already had a hint of sweetness.

Mo Zheng was so resistant that he took Lin Moran back half a step. This color... is chemical water!

It doesn't look like something humans can afford.

Li Fuyi could feel the gaze from behind her, so she could only whisper, "Master, it really tastes like ginger soup. My junior brother and I both drank it, and it's very effective. Now our bodies are warm."

Hua Jiantang winked at his senior sister, covered it with his body, and added a spoonful of sugar to the medicine.

Seeing that her junior brother was so considerate, Lin Moran could only accept it with a bitter smile and drank it while pinching her nose.

Before she had finished swallowing, she turned around and urged her master to share the joys and sorrows and drink it quickly.

Mo Zheng was surrounded by three traitors. For the sake of the master's face, he had to take it with a "righteous attitude" and raised his head.

Before he could pour the liquid into his mouth, Li Fuyi snatched it back from him and blew on it, "Let me cool it down for Master. It's a little hot to the touch."

Mo Zheng felt comforted, good, finally there was one among the three who understood him.

Of course, it would be better if I could stop taking this medicine.

The snow outside the door was falling harder and harder, but the wind seemed to have disappeared without a trace...

Looking out through the open window, I saw a loose layer of dirt on the ground.

Until it was completely dark, there was no sound of the wind howling, so he had to activate the spiritual palace formation and rest.