snow every week

In the evening, the evening Song Yuan estimated, he let out a deep breath, and found that the meridian was still blocked, so he didn't waste any effort or time to worry about it.

He began to search in the cave to see if he could find some spiritual plants adapted to the cold climate.

Even if he couldn't get down the mountain or get out of the cave, he didn't intend to sit still.

But this cave is really clean, it is obviously so huge and winding, but it seems to have been repaired superficially, and the stone walls of some narrow roads are not very rugged.

Yes, this is the home of humans and snakes after all.

Thinking about it, Song Yuan became a little worried. It was extremely cold outside the cave, but the inside of the cave was dominated by humans and snakes. The magic weapons and spiritual treasures in his treasure bag had long been exhausted, and now the only treasures around him were his hands. He set off with his spiritual sword, which he himself took from the sword house, but it was not compatible with him. He did not expect such a desperate situation, but it was much more obedient.

Song Yuan was busy for a long time, except for some change of clothes from his treasure bag, he got nothing.

There was silence all around, he was so bored that he almost wanted to talk to Qi Lu.

But at this time, the familiar rustling sound of scales rubbing against the ground sounded. Although Song Yuan's impression had changed, he still couldn't help being terrified, and almost had the urge to run away.

But in the end he didn't, and even put Lu back into the sheath to cover up the frightening cold light before turning his eyes away.

A handsome face that left a deep impression on him reappeared, accompanied by a pure white snake tail that was absolutely unforgettable.

The cold blood-red vertical pupils are still staring straight at him, but the difference is that this time the human snake is not empty-handed, its snow-white arm has beautiful and strong lines, and at this moment, from his arm full of flowers and flowers, a section of shallow Bi-colored branches, adorned with a bleak but beautiful light red fruit.

The human snake's body can support it to do many movements that humans can't even think of. At this moment, the thick and beautiful snake tail is leaning forward with its glamorous upper body.

Shuli is always poisonous.

Song Yuan took a step back habitually, holding Qilu tightly, but he couldn't feel too much fighting spirit.

The man-snake moves extremely fast, but there is no trace of killing intent in his body.

Just like a swordsman can spot a swordsman in an instant, a killer can sniff out a killer downwind.

Song Yuan could feel that this was a human snake that had never killed anything with spiritual intelligence.

As if he had been blunted, he was about to lift Lu up hesitantly, and opened his lips slightly in confusion, but something cool hit his teeth.

With such a stature, Song Yuan could only raise his head slightly, looking at the human snake staring down at him in confusion, and the pale vermilion fruit that was knocked between his teeth.

The size of a human and a snake cannot be measured routinely, but it can be adjusted.

Song Yuan was extremely confused when he saw that the man paused for a while, and then slowly wrapped a section of the snake's tail, no longer condescending like that. At the same time, his snow-white slender fingers twisted the vermilion fruit, and pinched the bi-colored stem with sharp, sharp pale nails. Break it and hold it at your fingertips.

Pale and reddish complement each other, which is quite beautiful, but this vermilion fruit was immediately sent to Song Yuan.

To be precise, it was Song Yuan's lips.

Song Yuan vaguely remembered that this was a rare spiritual plant, but he had never seen the result.

But humans and snakes are so emotional.

Song Yuan blinked.

He began to suspect that it was a female snake.

Could it be that the loss of the child caused the drastic change in temperament?

Song Yuan tried his best to lift his eyes up, and fixed on the indifferent face of the snake, so as not to offend the lady.

He thought about it, and tried to play the role of the first person in the human race to talk to a snake: "...No...I don't need food..."

The man and snake obviously didn't understand, but he also knew that if he didn't answer, he didn't like it, so he lowered his eyes and rummaged through his arms.

As far as the upper body is concerned, it looks like a man no matter what...

Song Yuan turned his eyes away to avoid suspicion. Hearing that there is a powerful female monarch in the north, her appearance is no different from that of a man. Maybe...

After all, this human snake is also very beautiful.

He knew that people and snakes couldn't understand, but his usual cautiousness made him think carefully about his words: "This... Madam, I come from the foot of the mountain, as a monk, I don't need to eat or drink on weekdays, because the weather is very cold, I want to borrow... May I stay at Madam's residence for now?"

The man-snake didn't seem to find anything satisfactory from its arms, so it stared at him, listened to what he said he didn't understand, lowered its eyes, and slowly swam closer to him.

"Madam Ende, in the future...the spring will surely emerge..."

When Song Yuan thought that the other party might be a loving mother who had just lost her son, he couldn't feel so much panic and panic, and could only watch the snake's behavior with some nervousness.

"...Report..."

The human snake seemed to be a little happier when he found that he didn't retreat, Song Yuan confirmed it based on his slightly trembling red eyes.

But then, the pale fingertips picked out something, and the snow-white arm was raised.

Qilu pushed out three inches, Song Yuan's ears felt slightly cold.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see that it was white and stretched.

There are no brightly colored flowers or too red fruits on the snow-capped mountains.

But the snow-white flowers are also beautiful, with a full and stretched corolla and delicate stamens.

This human snake has a flower on his ear.

Flowers of the same color as its caudal scales.

Even the stones on Buzhou Mountain are gray and decayed. People and snakes have never seen such rich colors, shiny and full of vitality.

It doesn't know those that are called ink, light pink, light tooth, etc.

The opponent's body is full of such colors.

Even Song Yuan's hair, in its cognition, doesn't even classify it with those blackened stones after being wiped clean.

These are, the colors of this person.

Song Yuan didn't do anything, just stood there, from the crown to the collar, his head was covered with snow-white flowers and leaves.

He didn't resist, nor was he angry. He flicked his tail in satisfaction, turned around and swam away.

Song Yuan stood there for a long time, took out a budding Lingshan from the collar, smiled, and watched silently for a while.

He was in a very complicated mood at the moment, with thoughts flooding him.

This flower is rare and delicate, but it can grow in the snow mountain, and it is so fresh.

There must be spirit treasures around.

Before he could change his mind again, the human snake reappeared.

But this time, it carried a huge wild animal with gray-brown hair on its shoulders, two snow-white somethings in its left hand, and a handful of rabbit ears in its right hand.

Song Yuan's pupils trembled in shock.

That man-snake is so good at hunting, but he put down his prey slowly, and looked at Song Yuan unblinkingly with his clear eyes.

Song Yuan didn't eat grains from birth, so naturally, like all young monks, he was greedy when he was traveling, especially when he was traveling, and sometimes he met wild rabbits that were fat as hell, so he couldn't help but follow the behavior of a mountain hunter.

But at this moment, it is really not the time when he has a good appetite.

He turned his gaze to the human snake, and was surprised that the human snake, which he was ashamed of, was already so tall, but the hunters it hunted far exceeded his size.

Seeing that he was not moving, the human snake seemed to think for a while, then used its fingers to form claws, and in front of Song Yuan, separated the flesh and skin of the cow-shaped wild animal, unscrewed the leg bones familiarly, and handed it to Song Yuan first.

Without a knife, raw meat is the most difficult to separate, but it seems to be nothing in its hands.

The man and the snake are pure and innocent, with clear red pupils staring at him without blinking, and blood is still oozing from the cracks of his fingers.

Song Yuan fell silent.

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