I am no longer worthy of this resentful senior sister!

Looking at the pale Zhang Ming, Ye Linglong stretched out her right hand and pulled him up from the ground.

Zhang Ming used her strength to stand up from the ground, feeling that his legs were as soft as noodles.

The bloody scene just now kept replaying in my mind.

After all, he was still a teenager. He usually did odd jobs for others in Mocheng, earning some tips, or helping others lead the way and act as a guide. How had he ever seen such a bloody scene?

Some of these people are people he knows, although the other person may not know him, after all, these people usually walk sideways in Mocheng.

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Ye Linglong did not rush him, but waited for a while.

Zhang Ming quickly came to his senses and looked at Ye Linglong and Feng Li with eyes full of respect, mixed with a hint of fear.

"Now take us to find a house somewhere. I want to rent it for a longer period of time." Ye Linglong looked at him and said.

Zhang Ming nodded quickly, for fear of neglecting him.

……

In the silent alley, the figures of the three people had already disappeared, leaving only the corpses on the ground and the lingering smell of blood in the air.

"Have you left already?" Suddenly a head poked out from behind the wall nearby. The other person looked very ordinary, not ugly, and had regular features. It's just that this kind of appearance can be seen everywhere here. It has no special features. The kind that is unrecognizable in a crowd.

He stretched his head and looked in the direction where Ye Linglong and Feng Li left. After a long time, he said with lingering fear: "It seems that they have already left."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark shadow flashed from the side, and a young man fell from behind the wall into the alley.

Because of the blood, the feet on the green bricks were a little slippery. The other party's face was full of solemnity: "What are the backgrounds of these two people? It seems that I have never seen them before."

Another person also fell down: "I haven't seen it before. I must have never been to Mocheng before. He has such cultivation at a young age. He must have a good background. He must not be offended."

"Yeah." The young man also nodded: "It seems that the extremely cold snowfield this year is not peaceful."

……

Zhang Ming tremblingly took Ye Linglong and the two of them to find a courtyard in the city. Although the courtyard was not very luxurious, it was quite big. There were several plum blossoms planted in it. It was very beautiful. Ye Linglong was very satisfied after seeing it. Even if you rent it, you will directly give the owner of the house six months' rent.

There are still two days before the end of the extreme cold state, but these two days will be the coldest time in the extreme cold snowfield. The monsters in the extreme cold snowfield are also the most violent in these two days, and they may rush to Mocheng at any time. line of defense.

They entered Mocheng from the east city gate, and the west side of Mocheng was close to the extremely cold snowfield. Almost every year, some monsters ran out of the snowfield and attacked Mocheng's defense line.

Fortunately, there are not many monsters and beasts, and the people guarding the city wall can fully cope with it.

So Zhang Ming mentioned it casually, briefly talked about the situation in the city, and then prepared to leave.

Turn around and leave.

Seeing this, Ye Linglong was a little dumbfounded, and quickly shouted: "You haven't received your reward yet."

As soon as these words came out, the opponent's steps suddenly became a little faster, as if something was chasing him behind him.

Ye Linglong: "..."

Is she so scary?

Before she could recover, the child had already run away.

Feng Li glanced at her, curious: "Why is he running away?"

Ye Linglong paused for a moment, and then said with some uncertainty: "Maybe you are a little scary."

After saying that, she turned around and entered the courtyard. Just now, she had left a mark of spiritual power on Zhang Ming's body. As long as he was still in this desert city, she could find it.

The top priority now is to have a good rest. She and Feng Li have been traveling almost without sleep for more than 20 days. Ye Linglong can't stand it for a long time. What she wants to do most now is to find a bed and have a good sleep.

Although monks do not need to sleep and only need to meditate to recover, Ye Linglong still retains the habit of sleeping.

Feng Li looked at Ye Linglong's back as he entered the yard, and murmured to himself with some confusion: "Is the young master very fierce?"

There are a total of four rooms in the courtyard, each one is similar, very clean and spotless, after all, it is just a matter of a cleaning spell.

Ye Linglong randomly picked a room and entered.

With a wave of his hand, the door of the room slammed shut, locking out Feng Li who was about to follow him in together.

Feng Li looked at the closed door in front of him, touched his nose aggrievedly, and then reluctantly entered another room.

Ye Linglong in the room looked at the large carved bed in front of her. With a wave of her right hand, a rectangular pillow appeared on the bed. The fluffy pillow made people feel sleepy at first glance. It was filled with the softest phoenix feathers. That fluff.

They all used the phoenix feathers I collected when I was in Phoenix Valley. I originally wanted to make a quilt, but unfortunately time didn't allow, so I just made a pillow.

Plunging her head into the pillow, her whole head was instantly surrounded by a burst of warmth. In this warmth, she slowly fell asleep.

.........

"Squeak~" sounded, Zhang Ming pushed open the dilapidated door, and was greeted by a biting chill. The temperature inside the entire room was even lower than outside.

Zhang Ming couldn't help but shudder and entered the room.

I saw that the walls and pillars in the room were covered with a layer of frost. There was a small bed at the end. Lying on the bed was a man who looked handsome, but his face was a very strange purple color and his lips were black and blue. , eyebrows and eyelashes are covered with snow-white frost.

He is the source of the coldness in the entire room.

Looking at the man on the bed, Zhang Ming's eyes were full of worry and he walked quickly to the bed.

The sound of footsteps alerted the man on the bed: "Is the mistress back?"

The man forced himself to sit up from the bed and looked at Zhang Ming.

"Master, please stop moving and lie down. Your cold is getting serious again." Zhang Ming quickly stepped forward to hold his arm.

"Hiss~" As a result, he gasped as soon as his hand touched his arm.

It was so cold, the kind of cold that penetrated deep into the bones.

The palms of my hands began to tingle, then became numb.

When he let go of his hand, his palms trembled and turned red.

The man's handsome brows had already furrowed into a "Sichuan" shape and he asked anxiously: "Are you okay, my mistress? Are you injured?"

Zhang Ming hid the injured palm behind his back and shook his head with a smile: "It's okay, master. I bought the Fire Spirit Pill today. It should be able to relieve your cold syndrome. At least it will make you less uncomfortable."

As he spoke, he took out a small bottle with his other hand as if offering a treasure, poured out a few fiery red pills, and handed it over.

The man sighed and shook his head: "This Fire Spirit Pill is not cheap, mistress, where did you get the spirit stone to buy this?"