"Wolf, what's your name?"
"Have you always been alone?"
"How many years have you lived here?"
The Ice Peak Giant Wolf was a solitary person, and Qiao Jue kept talking to himself, ignoring him. However, whenever the Ice Peak Giant Wolf showed an impatient look and showed a tendency to chase him away, he would cough weakly twice, and the big wolf would lie down again and not move.
He rested in the ice cave for two days, and when his injuries had improved a little, he began to refine pills. He was just an ordinary pill cultivator before, but the pills he refined were not very effective. Later, he changed his career and became a beast pill cultivator, because he could always strengthen the fruits to be fragrant and sweet, which was loved by the monsters. If he didn't always ask for too much, he could actually be a good beast pill cultivator.
Qiao Jue took out all the herbs he had brought with him, refined a batch of healing pills, and also refined a few fairy fruits.
A sweet aroma emanated from the stove, filling the entire ice cave. The Ice Peak Giant Wolf, which had been lying down as if in hibernation, also opened its eyes.
Yi Xichen suddenly thought of Yao Budu. This was really a world of difference. When Yao Budu was refining the elixir, not only did it not attract monsters, but all the birds in the mountains flew away and all the people on the paths disappeared.
Qiao Jue handed over the refined fairy fruit, but the Ice Peak Giant Wolf refused to eat it.
Qiao Jue said: "This is my way of repaying you for saving me."
The Ice Peak Giant Wolf hesitated for a moment and then ate the fairy fruit.
Qiao Jue asked again: "What's your name?"
The Ice Peak Giant Wolf ate his fruit and felt that he owed him something, so he finally spoke: "Nameless." He had lived alone on the ice field for a hundred years and had no use for a name.
Qiao Jue handed over another fruit with a smile: "Then I'll give you a name, let's call you... Lang Yue, how about that?"
Watching the Ice Peak Giant Wolf eat the fairy fruit he refined, Qiao Jue's smile deepened. With so much back and forth, wouldn't it be unclear who owed whom in the end?
Qiao Jue rested in the ice cave for another day, and when he woke up, Lang Yue was no longer in the cave. Not long after, Lang Yue came back with a few icicles in his mouth and placed them in front of Qiao Jue.
The healing elixir made from the ice grass was very effective. Qiao Jue was overjoyed and was about to thank him when he heard Lang Yue ask, "When are you leaving?"
Qiao Jue laughed. It turned out that this Ice Peak Giant Wolf had a sense of justice in his heart. These Ice Cleansing Grasses were considered as a reward for the Immortal Fruit. After repaying, they still owed each other nothing. They owed each other nothing? That was a nice thought!
Qiao Jue said softly, "Give me a few more days, and I'll leave after I've recovered from my injuries, okay?"
Lang Yue did not object.
This ice field is rarely visited by people, and there are ice storms most of the time. When the ice storm breaks out, Lang Yue will go out of the cave. He can absorb the power of ice and snow and transform it into his own cultivation. When the ice storm stops, he rests in the ice cave, and his days are quiet and boring. He was born with a half-immortal body, so he has been so pure and desireless for more than a hundred years. However, he was born with a half-demon body, and he is a little more familiar with the ways of the world.
Qiao Jue told him about the world outside the ice field. Lang Yue seemed to have little interest and never responded, but he listened every time.
Qiao Jue told him that outside the ice field, there were many monks like him who lived in seclusion in a certain place, but they were often not alone, because life alone was too boring. They would often form a couple, and when they were together, they would still feel peaceful when they were quiet. They could also practice together, and when they were bored, they would play chess and chat together, and their days would be much more fulfilling.
Lang Yue asked him, which was very rare: "What is a Taoist couple?"
"It's almost like us. When you want to be alone, I won't bother you, but when you have nothing to do, I can talk to you."
Lang Yue opened his eyelids and glanced at him coldly. You won't disturb me when I want to be quiet? Are you sure?
Qiao Jue was very thick-skinned, fanning the flames in the medicine room and pretending not to notice. He now understood why the inner demon had no effect on Lang Yue. Because Lang Yue was open-minded, free of worries and fears.
While Lang Yue was resting, Qiao Jue tiptoed out of the cave.
He did not walk far. On a small ice peak not far from the ice cave, there grew an ice crystal fruit. The ice crystal fruit itself was tasteless, but after being refined, it was refreshing and sweet. He did not rush to pick the fruit, but stood outside and waited for a while.
He had lived in the ice cave for several days and knew when the ice storm would occur. When he thought the time was about right, he began to climb the ice peak.
Before he could climb very high, the snow and ice suddenly came and the strong wind made him unable to stand steadily. He made up his mind and deliberately twisted his foot to an angle. The strong wind blew him out and he felt a piercing pain in his footbone. His foot was broken.
When he woke up again, he was back in the ice cave. Lang Yue was furious: "When are you going to get out!" Being injured again and again was simply a way to lose patience.
Qiao Jue smiled bitterly and remained silent for a long time, then stood up with great difficulty. His broken leg hurt as soon as it hit the ground, but he gritted his teeth and said nothing: "I'm leaving now."
He limped out of the ice cave. It was icy and snowy outside, but he broke out in a cold sweat. He gritted his teeth and persevered. After walking a hundred meters, he finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.
After a moment, a pair of strong arms picked him up.
Qiao Jue opened his eyes in a daze and saw a man. It was the first time he saw Lang Yue in human form. After all, he was a half-immortal. He was as handsome as a picture, but his lips were very thin, which made him look heartless. Qiao Jue raised her hand and touched his lips.
Lang Yue turned his head away coldly.
Lang Yue brought Qiao Jue back to the ice cave, straightened his leg bones, and performed surgery to heal his injuries. After his leg was reattached, Qiao Jue was still very weak.
Lang Yue said, "Get out after three days."
Three days were enough for him to heal his leg injury.
"good."
Qiao Jue hardly spoke to Lang Yue during these three days, and Lang Yue ignored him. On the third day, Qiao Jue went out early in the morning and successfully picked the ice crystal fruit. He did not return to the ice cave, but found a sheltered place to start refining the elixir. Before dark, the ice crystal fruit was ready.
When he returned to the ice cave, Lang Yue had already transformed back into his wolf form, looking at him coldly. He walked forward, placed the ice crystal fruit in front of Lang Yue, and said softly, "Thank you." Then he said, "I'm leaving."
In the end, he really walked out without looking back, heading towards the direction of leaving the ice field.
Not long after they walked, the ice and snow became stronger, and streaks of ice scraped across his face and body, splashing blood. Qiao Jue looked at the snow all over the sky, and suddenly a breath of air surged in his chest, making him really want to rush out of the ice field in such a blizzard!
As the blizzard hit, the ice became stronger and stronger, and a huge ice cone was wrapped in the north wind and stabbed towards his heart!
Qiao Jue was shocked and tried to dodge, but his feet were deeply stuck in the snow and he could hardly move!
At the critical moment, a silver-white figure blocked his way. With a wolf howl, the huge ice cone instantly turned into a pool of snow water!
Lang Yue stood in front of him, his eyes were complicated, he wanted to say something, but couldn't. He lifted Qiao Jue up and rushed towards the ice cave: "Wait until the wind and snow stop."
The two returned to the ice cave. Lang Yue lit a fire and the two sat beside it without saying a word.
After a while, Qiao Jue stood up and walked to the cave entrance to look. It was clearly daytime, but the blizzard had darkened the world. He stood there for a while, and the snow and wind that poured into the cave entrance froze his face pale. He saw Lang Yue transformed into a human form and walked to his side.
He said: "I hope the snowstorm will never stop."
"So you won't chase me away again."
He turned his head, looked at Lang Yue steadily, raised his hand and touched his thin lips. This time Lang Yue stiffened for a moment, but did not dodge again. Qiao Jue thought, what a principled wolf he is, he would make a concession when he received a benefit from others, and finally gave up all his principles.
Lang Yue was very handsome, but Qiao Jue didn't like his appearance. He hated Lang Yue's cold eyes, his cold lips, and his resolute face. He wanted to see greed in those cold eyes, to hear passionate words coming out of that mouth, and to see what it would look like when that cold face had different expressions.
As he thought about it, he suddenly started laughing. He laughed more and more happily, and finally he couldn't even stand up straight with laughter.
Lang Yue was puzzled: "What are you laughing at?"
Qiao Jue said cheerfully, "I laughed at you for being fooled by me. I planned to leave when the snowstorm was about to come. I knew you would bring me back. You didn't want to see me die, so you followed me all the time, right?"
Lang Yue looked at him with frowned brows.
"I'm still thinking about how I can stay with you forever so that you won't tell me to get lost again."
After saying that, he suddenly pounced on him and bit Lang Yue's ruthless lips!
Lang Yue's eyes suddenly widened, and shock and confusion flashed in his bright and clear eyes.
After a long time, Qiao Jue finally let him go. Lang Yue's lips had been bitten by him and bled, with bright red blood stains at the corners of his mouth. His lips finally looked less ruthless.
Lang Yue wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and frowned.
The snowstorm outside gradually stopped, the sky brightened again, and the sunlight dazzled the snow on the ground.
After a while, he reached out and pressed Qiao Jue's head: "Don't lie to me again in the future."
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