snow every week

On the first day, Xuexue did not come back.

Song Yuan put on his clothes and went outside to look at the spiritual grass to make sure that there were no stupid beasts who couldn't think of it to steal it.

Xuexue is not as friendly and gentle to all creatures as he is to him. In the first two years, Song Yuan tried to transplant some mild-tempered spiritual grasses. Xuexue watched them seven times a day. Two ferocious beasts fought, and the white mammoth fell headlong into their spiritual field. The spiritual soil dug out by Xuexue was smashed in all directions, and the huge snow wolf followed closely behind. The scene was unsightly. Mao Qifei, Lingtu had the same face as Xuexue who was standing at the door of the house with three snow rabbits and two yaks.

On that day, Song Yuan truly realized the so-called peak of physical cultivation.

If Song Yuan hadn't guessed the identity of the king of their clan based on their body size and stopped them in time, Xuexue had already used her fingers as a knife, planning to stab them through the eyes so as not to damage the snow wolf's silvery fur.

The two huge clan heads were beaten half to death by his little husband and left outside, lying dying outside the courtyard for two days.

When Song Yuan picked up the spirit grass that was still alive, he also saw two groups of small animals clustered around their half-dead king.

On the side of the Snow Wolf King, a pile of fluffy little snowballs whimpered and cried, while the little brown longhairs on the side of the white mammoth mooed miserably.

Song Yuan sighed. After all, he was beaten by his husband. He took out two elixirs and sent them to each other.

He didn't want to be exposed to the snow, so he stood at the door and stretched out his hand to recruit a few small hairballs.

The little wolf carefully held the pill in his mouth, and said inarticulately, "Thank you, madam."

The little mammoth wiped his palm tearfully, and thanked him softly.

Sure enough, Snow Wolf felt better.

After this, the other owner of this hut on this site became famous.

In fact, Xuexue was born with a ferocious temperament, but before they met, Xuexue had been living on the top of the peak where there were no beasts all year round, accompanied by the most cold-resistant spirit flowers and fairy grasses, and only occasionally swam down. Forage for food, and only move down after getting married.

Snow wolves and mammoths are two of the best races on the snow mountain, and they spread the news quickly, causing Xue Xue to go hunting for a few days, and creatures with a little intelligence ran away when they saw him.

In short, the ferocious beasts who dare to ruin the Lingtian now probably really can't think about staying in the snow mountain.

But there are no small hairballs to knead.

Fortunately, Song Yuan found an unread book in a large box of books brought back from Xuexue's search bookstore, and read most of it with the dried yak meat and fruit wine.

He closed his eyes and still thought, if he dared to peek at such a book in the past, he might be punished if he was caught.

Even if he doesn't have to plead guilty, he still has to endure cold ridicule and confinement for ten days and a half months.

fling in teeth.

Song Yuan didn't think about it anymore.

On the second day, Xuexue did not come back.

Maybe it was because I was running late, so I found a cave on the way to deal with it all night, and I can always come back before tonight.

He understands Xuexue's ability. The strength of those two beast kings is definitely not inferior to that of Nascent Soul, but they can't pass a few moves in Xuexue's hands. Has the ability to escape back to the Snow Mountain.

The snow-capped mountain environment is easy for Xuexue, and the barrier is a natural barrier, so he doesn't think there will be any problems.

In this way, he waited anxiously, and refused to let Xuexue go down the mountain alone.

Although the place is poor and remote, Xuexue is ignorant of worldly affairs after all, if someone finds out her identity, she may attract many parties to covet her.

No, Xuexue did not come back.

On the third day, Song Yuan put on his cloak, took out his spirit sword from the miscellaneous corner, extinguished the fire in the furnace, picked the mature herbs in the field and stored them in the treasure bag, and went out.

This big cloak was sent by the Mammoth tribe. They are the most cold-resistant race on the snow-capped mountains. Their fur is thick to keep out the cold. The big cloak made of their fur is almost a spiritual weapon. However, Song Yuan doesn't go out very much, and Xuexue likes it more. The one he made by hand was barely worn in the past.

Xuexue is taller than him, and her shoulders are wider than him, but now it is just right to wrap Song Yuan up.

But as soon as he stepped out, Song Yuan instantly felt the chill that penetrated into the marrow of his bones.

He once almost died in this wind and snow, turning into a lonely ghost.

At that time, his body was like ice, and his heart was like ice.

Song Yuan never told Xuexue that the reason why he refused to go down the mountain was not only because he was tired of the secular world, but also because of his deep fear of the snow.

It's cold, it's so cold.

At this moment, the dantian came to cause trouble, and the cold breath traveled along with the meridians, causing the whole body to freeze instantly.

Just now, Song Yuan bent down and curled up his body as much as possible, trying to take out the jade box from the treasure bag.

It happened that Xuexue was not there.

What about Xuexue?Where is my husband?Will you dig medicine for me and save my husband?

He could barely stand, and was about to fall.

Four small snow-white claws stepped forward, and Song Yuan raised his head and looked up, dripping with cold sweat.

The brand-new snow-white wolf in front of him tilted his head, his round eyes blinked, and the voice sounded with the parent behind it: "Ma'am, are you going down the mountain?"

A quarter of an hour later, Song Yuan sat on the snow wolf king's neck, holding their young patriarch in his arms, and the warm and fluffy little snow wolf curled up on his lower abdomen, assuring him: "Ma'am! My hair is very long It's warm, and you won't be cold in a second."

After a while, he muttered again: "Mammoth hair stinks."

The little wolf who spoke bad words was really warm to hug, and Song Yuan slowly recovered.

Its father, who was silent all the way, sent him to the enchantment, and then whispered: "You have to find that one earlier, or you won't be able to come back when you go down the mountain."

His Xuexue was already "that one" in the eyes of the beasts on the mountain.

Song Yuan weighed the sleeping little wolf in his arms: "Thank you very much, but I have one more request, if my family member comes back..."

The Snow Wolf King didn't hesitate: "If that person comes back and finds that you are not on the mountain, he will definitely be furious. Of course I will tell you."

Indeed, Xuexue's temperament is innocent and cruel. If Song Yuan hadn't been restrained, she would definitely be a great killer on the snow mountain.

He dismounted from this noble temporary mount, and carefully handed over the sleeping wolf cub, but the Snow Wolf King was not considerate, and licked the cub awake with a few mouthfuls, before the drowsy young patriarch Responding, he picked it up, turned around and left.

Song Yuan watched them off, feeling moved by the soft little wolf in his heart.

The cubs are so cute.

Under the barrier, it may be considered cold to ordinary people, but to Song Yuan who has some monk background, it is nothing.

However, this foundation, compared to his past, is vastly different.

Thinking of this, Song Yuan sighed, and wanted to do some camouflage, but this place is so remote, he was too lazy to squeeze the powerless dantian to mobilize his spiritual power.

He stepped into the world of mortals at the bottom of the mountain, but he just asked around if he had seen a handsome young man.

Seeing that he was well dressed, the owners of those small shops were also willing to talk to him.

But followed the clues, but still found nothing.

His heart sank again and again.

Finally, he found the restaurant with the best information in the town, and Song Yuan wanted to get some news there.

But he didn't know that as soon as he stepped into the door of the restaurant, there was a pair of eagle eyes upstairs, which were instantly lit up by his face.

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Since then, Yuan Yuan's Begonia Adventure has begun