Chapter 161 Immortal Lord, stop flirting, be careful of your... (Fifteen)
The corridor made of ice was not long, and everyone walked cautiously and still fell down a lot. When they finally reached the end of the tunnel, they all stopped at the exit, as if they were afraid of disturbing something, and did not move forward another step.
The wind and snow in the secret realm never stop all year round, drifting across the black hair of the Immortal Lord in Green, and finally falling on his straight and thin shoulders. The way he pursed his lips seemed to have a layer of sad and beautiful filter.
He held the hand of the person next to him tightly, with his palm pressed against his cheek, his movements gentle and affectionate.
Even those beautiful eyes were tinged with a warm color that he himself had not noticed, and it seemed unreal.
But it is just as it was created by heaven.
"A-choo!"
Huang Shulan covered her mouth with her hands, wanting to cry but unable to, and endured the 84 reproachful glances from those around her, as well as the green-robed Immortal Lord who was glancing at her from a distance.
He really... was trying very hard to hold it in, but he couldn't hold back his sneezing, Master!
Fortunately, it was freezing cold in the secret realm, and he would shiver if he didn't move, so Pigtail suddenly sneezed, which saved him instantly.
Yu Huoba pulled down the hand that was pressed against her cheek and inserted her fingers into the palm of his hand. Even though she was being stared at by 85 pairs of eyes, she remained calm and not shy at all.
"You're here so soon? It seems I underestimated you."
“…”
Sure enough, they came at the wrong time.
Oh, that's not right. Saint Lord Su Yue obviously has a cool and handsome face, why is he so shameless!
But they dare not say...
The group walked forward in the secret realm in silence. Yu Huo did not act like the stingy and pretentious elders in the sect. He led his disciples to collect spiritual ice crystals, wind-melting grass, snow lotus... They plucked all the feathers from the passing geese and left not a single blade of grass behind.
However, no matter how generous he was and how experienced he was, when the monsters guarding the spiritual treasures rushed out, he would stand aside as if nothing had happened and let them fight in a group.
Yes, a group of people surrounded and beat up a monster.
Everyone happily walked all the way to the end of the secret realm. Yu Huo took advantage of the Xuanbing Secret Realm and plucking the fruits. He directed everyone to pick fruits from the tree in the center of the spirit pool that was full of red fruits.
"You are so lucky. This is called Fire Spirit Fruit. It only matures once every hundred years. It grows in extremely cold places and is not easy to cultivate. Outside, one fruit is worth a thousand gold.
Disciples with fire spiritual roots can pick one and take it directly. Disciples without fire spiritual roots can also pick one. If they run out of money, they can sell it for emergency.
Oh, by the way, I’ll keep this to myself. Don’t tell anyone when you go back that I told you to pick them.”
Everyone couldn't help but laugh so hard that their mouths almost stretched to their ears.
Rather than saying that they were excited about obtaining a priceless spiritual fruit, it would be more accurate to say that they were happy about doing bad things together.
After all, the atmosphere had reached this point. Even the cultivators with good family backgrounds were inexplicably infected and rushed forward to scramble for it, fearing that they would be late by even a second.
These monks were all relatively young, and the young ones were even more noisy, which made the two people standing on the shore seem much quieter.
Jiang Feng tilted his head to look at Yu Huo, whose lips curled slightly, then lowered his head to help him straighten his collar and brushed away the snowflakes that had landed on his shoulders.
Even though the Immortal King in Green Clothes is thin, he still looks like a cold sword filled with power, with a restrained elegance.
After doing this, his fingertips reluctantly moved away from the fabric. Before a sense of melancholy could come over him, the hand that was clasped with his fingers suddenly tightened its grip.
Suddenly, the other party's slightly low voice sounded in my ears: "Lower your head."
Jiang Feng was stunned: "What's wrong?"
"kiss."
“......!”
After about an incense stick of time, Yu Huo raised his hand and wiped his slightly swollen lips.
Jiang Feng reached out again and gently smoothed the other person's wrinkled collar.
The setting sun was as red as blood, falling on his profile. His dark eyes and high nose bridge seemed to be carefully drawn with a wolf hair brush, meticulously crafted and flawless.
Yu Huo couldn't help but be dazed by what he saw, and subconsciously reached out to hook the waist of the person in front of him and pressed the other person into his arms.
Then it didn't move.
Jiang Feng's eyes were filled with confusion: "What to do?"
Yu Huo rarely stopped talking nonsense. After thinking for a moment, he retracted his arm, hooked it around Jiang Feng's neck, and pressed himself against him.
Jiang Feng's pupils suddenly shrank for a moment. After he came to his senses, he had already raised his hands to hug the other person, with helplessness in his eyes.
Thinking that you have the other person under your control is just an illusion. In fact, the only person who is truly under your control is yourself.
It seemed as if the other party was born with a silk thread that controlled and manipulated him, making him live or die at will.
At this moment, all the chaotic years in the past disappeared without a trace like a passing cloud, as if the muddled immortal journey finally had a goal and was no longer hesitant.
He hugged the thin body tightly in his arms, kissed the other's earlobe lightly for a moment, and then reluctantly broke the quiet atmosphere.
"Yu Huo, where is the image scroll?"
Yu Huo? He asked, "Why are you asking about the image scroll?"
Jiang Feng was silent for a few seconds, then he spoke out: "Right now, people from Qingyun Valley are ambushing us outside Xuanbing Island, and they're trying to harm us. They've already reached an agreement with the demon tribe. We need the sect to support us with these disciples who haven't established their foundation yet."
Yu Huo was stunned. Isn't Jiang Feng too real in this life?
He opened his mouth and asked uncertainly, "You're telling me just like that? Isn't your father the Demon King?"
Jiang Feng pursed his lips: "You are still my Taoist partner, and he is not good to me..."
Yu Huo raised an eyebrow: "Just because I'm your Taoist partner?"
"more than."
"Why else?"
"I like you."
This direct ball hit him unexpectedly, and even a thick-skinned Yu Huo was a little overwhelmed. He coughed lightly and pointed at the pool in front of him: "The image scroll is down there."
As he spoke, he opened his palm, and a suction force emerged from his palm. The surface of the water was like boiling water, floating restlessly. The monks who were making a fuss around the Fire Spirit Tree fell silent and looked in the direction of Yu Huo curiously.
With a loud splash, the water surface split in the middle, as if cut by a knife, and kept squeezing to both sides, causing the water level to rise rapidly.
The bottom of the pool was exposed to the air, and a bright white light slowly flowed out.
Before I could take a closer look, a sound of shattering broke the silence, and the bright white disappeared in an instant.
The unfolded scroll embedded in the space stone was instantly covered with cracks, and it looked gray and devoid of any spiritual energy.
Crash——
The pool water, without spiritual power to sustain it, quickly gathered and crashed down, splashing countless water droplets.
Yu Huo's expression turned grim: "The image scroll is broken!"
Jiang Feng's expression froze, and the silver hairpin that held his hair suddenly slipped to the ground, and a small blue-gray ball fell from it. The seeds sprouted and quickly took root and grew in the ice.
Jiang Feng immediately turned around and transformed into a vine of energy, hitting the plant that grew in the wind with force.
Bang!
The air vine took advantage of the opportunity, and the tree transformed into a man in blue, dodging the attack.
Jiang Feng took a step forward, blocking the view of the newcomer, and asked, "Jiang Bai, did you plant a clone in my hair accessory?"
The man reached out and brushed away the hair in front of his forehead, his smile strange and cold: "Second brother, you are so cruel! Even if you are a clone, you can't be so cruel to your own brother, right?"
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