It’s true, although Yan Ci is fierce and has a bad temper, the meat he roasts is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. She has never eaten such delicious barbecue.
"What kind of meat is this? It smells so good."
Seeing that she was eating happily, Yan Ci looked at her meaningfully and said, "This is snow wolf meat. It's the snow wolf that almost ate you when you were sleeping in the snow."
The smile on Leng Qingning's face froze as she was eating barbecue. The piece of meat with bones left in her hand fell to the ground with a "plop". Thinking that these things intended to cut her into pieces while she was sleeping, she couldn't be happy at all.
Since there are snow wolves in this snowfield, does that mean there are other more ferocious spiritual beasts?
If there is a spiritual beast more powerful than the snow wolf, can this simple wooden house withstand it?
She couldn't help but look at the rather simple wooden house with some worry. The cold air seeped in through the cracks, and she subconsciously rubbed her hands.
Suddenly, he saw that the piece of meat that fell on the ground, along with the bones, was swallowed by a big mouth opened by the ground, and there were bursts of chewing sounds from time to time, as if the ground was dissatisfied with the meat not being enough to fill its teeth, and opened its mouth towards Yan Ci again.
Yan Ci tore off a large piece of meat with a very calm expression and threw it into the gaping mouth, then heard it making a chewing sound.
"What the hell is this? A house... a house can eat meat?"
"Making a fuss"
Leng Qingning suddenly had a terrible idea and stammered, "Then, will it eat people?"
"What do you think?" Yan Ci suddenly curled his lips into a smile and looked at her teasingly. Leng Qingning suddenly felt cold all over and sat down on the ground.
She underestimated the world of cultivation. There is no most outrageous thing, only more outrageous things.
When she thought of the scene of the man lying on the ground with his mouth wide open eating some barbecue, she couldn't help but feel a chill and quickly stood up. She saw a big mouth opened on the ground where she had just fallen, and the sharp teeth inside could be vaguely seen. The big mouth missed the food and smacked its lips with some regret.
"What the hell is this place? Yan Ci, why don't we go somewhere else?" This place was so scary that she was worried that if she wasn't careful she would be eaten by the house like the piece of snow wolf meat.
As soon as she lowered her head, a pair of eyes almost scared her to death.
It turned out that a pair of eyes emerged from the mouth. Leng Qingning clearly saw red bloodshot in the eyeballs, which were shaking with the continuous blinking of the eyes. The eyes looked at her greedily, as if they were looking at some delicious prey.
She was sure that if Yan Ci was not there, this guy would eat her without hesitation.
Yan Ci raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you sure? It's going to be dark soon, and the snowfield will be even more dangerous after dark," and then he hit the eyes with a stick.
After hearing Yan Ci's words, Leng Qingning became a little uncertain again. She looked outside through the crack in the door. The night was like a ferocious beast, opening its mouth wide and swallowing the sunlight bit by bit. The endless snowfield was being corroded by the darkness at a very fast speed.
It looks like it’s too late to change accommodation, so I can only stay here for one night.
"This beast is also called the House Beast. It is a spirit beast unique to Xueyang. If you reach an agreement with it, abide by the contract, and pay enough rent, the House Beast will provide you with an excellent shelter."
"Of course, anyone who violates the contract will be eaten by the house beast."
The big eyed creature felt some pain from being hit by Yan Ci's stick, and let out a scream. It blinked its bloodshot eyes and looked at him with a somewhat aggrieved expression.
"I've already provided you with a place to live, why are you hitting me?"
Leng Qingning raged upon hearing this, "Serves you right. Who told you to think about eating people just now?"
"Woo woo, I didn't mean to do that. She smelled so good, I couldn't help myself..."
“Woo woo—”
The sudden crying scared Leng Qingning so much that her body froze. This world of cultivation was so weird that even the houses could talk.
What’s even more terrifying is that there were actually monsters saying that she smelled so good. “What? I smell so good, but I’m not Tang Monk!” She didn’t want to become like Tang Monk.
Yan Ci then remembered that this woman's unique bloodline was a great tonic for spirit beasts and monsters. It must have been because of her close contact with the house beast that the house beast discovered the density of her bloodline.
"If you dare to say anything nonsense, I will never forgive you!"
The house beast was so scared that he waved his hands repeatedly and said, "No, I swear I won't tell anyone. I'm very tight-lipped."
Suddenly, there were a few crunching sounds of footsteps on the snow outside, and then Leng Qingning heard the sound of people talking.
"There's a cabin here, why don't we stay here for the night?"
"Wait, don't you see the fire inside? It's obvious that there are people here."
"What are you afraid of? This is not their territory. At worst, we can just squeeze in with them for the whole night." As the wooden door was opened, four male cultivators, whose lips had turned purple from the cold, walked in after patting the snow off their bodies.
Although the conditions of this wooden house are simple, it is still very spacious inside and can easily accommodate more than a dozen people.
The four disciples all had tall and straight postures, their eyes filled with murderous expressions, their hands covered with calluses, obviously from years of holding swords. The four of them wore white linings inside and ink-colored outer garments outside, with golden bamboo leaves embroidered on the cuffs.
Judging from the clothes of the four people, they are obviously disciples of the Cangjian Sect. The cultivation base of the four of them is all in the early stage of foundation building. However, the difference between sword disciples and other disciples is that at the same level of cultivation, their combat effectiveness is stronger than that of ordinary disciples.
Moreover, sword cultivators generally have bad tempers and are extremely vindictive. They like to use force to resolve disagreements. They are like a group of lunatics.
Therefore, there will always be a saying circulating in the world of cultivation: Don’t offend sword cultivators easily, no matter who you offend.
When the four disciples saw that there were only two people on Leng Qingning's side, they couldn't help but show contempt in their eyes.
The effeminate man in the lead walked up to their fire with an arrogant look on his face, and said to them with his nose bulging, "This place belongs to us. Get out of the way if you don't want to die!"
Leng Qingning suddenly laughed in anger. It was freezing here, and these four people clearly wanted to force them to death. Even if they were sword cultivators, so what? She would never leave this place.
Leng Qingning said, "So this is how the largest sect behaves. We discovered this place first, so why do they want us to leave?"
"You are really looking for death!" The man on the far left suddenly became furious. He drew out the sword in his hand. The sword light was sharp and carried a sharp sword energy as he stabbed forward quickly.
Seeing the girl standing there motionless, the smile on his face grew even wider. What a loser! She was so scared that she dared not move as soon as he made a move.
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