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103. Chapter 103 Death by Feng Wushang's Sword 1

Gu Qianqian felt embarrassed and wanted to hide, but the kiss fell on her forehead.

The dragonfly squints the water and leaves it with a little touch.

There was a treasure that was so deep that it was so deep that she trembled her heart and her tongue turned, changing the topic, "Ah, you...what did you do to be sorry to me?"

"I know that I cannot force the power of the Holy Pearl, and I know that I should take it slowly, but I... If I hadn't forced the power of the Holy Pearl, such hidden dangers would not have occurred, and you would not have suffered this."

Feng Wushang felt guilty and even his voice trembled a little.

Gu Qianqian couldn't bear to see his beautiful golden pupils becoming dark, so Zhenzhen explained for him:

"How can you blame you! The Holy Pearl is a treasure that is controllable by human power? How can it be smoothly controlled by its power! There are times when you are infiltrated with the devil in your practice! You have worked so hard to help me guide you so hard that I can reach the threshold. Otherwise, I may not be able to touch the power of the Holy Pearl even if I die of old age, and I will just wait to be destroyed."

Feng Wushang cannot hear words that are bad, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"From today, we will practice here."

"Okay, okay!"

Gu Qian smiled so hard that she couldn't see her teeth. She spread her palms and picked up several snowflakes of different sizes, which filled her palms in an instant.

"I haven't seen such snow for many years. The earth's environment has deteriorated and the temperature has become very strange. There is no cold snow in winter, and there is no drought and hot summer. I've never seen such heavy snow before!"

Baby's fist is big!

Very rare!

Feng Wushang found a safe shelter on the mountainside and opened a cave.

Gu Qianqian used the flying sword to help.

"bite--"

The flying sword that cuts iron like mud has drawn a pitiful white mark on the cold ice wall.

Gu Qianqian silently looked at the flying sword in the palm of her hand, and asked in a divine manner: "Actually, you were dropped, right?"

Feng Wushang laughed a little, waved his sleeves, and three silver wind blades flew towards the ice wall.

The hand pushed, pulled, and led from the air. One ice cubes that were one meter wide, one meter long and one meter thick were neatly cut out and automatically flew to the snow outside the cave, and one piled up and one built a half-moon-shaped ice wall.

"The extremely cold snow is located in a remote place, with extremely coldness. It is difficult to survive here if the cultivation level is lower than that of the great demon. There is no need to be discouraged."

"Hehe, I'm not discouraged or depressed. I'm actually very happy if I don't have to do anything!"

…………

In the extremely cold snowy mountain, time passes.

On a sunny day, Feng Wushang took Gu Qianqian to hunt and recreate nearby.

"Oh, this guy is so cunning and he hides so quickly!"

On the side of a mountainside, Feng Wushang was rushing around. Gu Qianqian pinched the sword technique with his hand and poked a demonic ice rabbit with a flying sword. The snow-white ice rabbit will escape from the limited range every time, and the next second, it will be blocked by a silver wind blade.

"Yeah! Finally got it done!"

With one move, Gu Qianqian seized the opportunity and stabbed the flying sword into the demon ice rabbit's neck.

"Skin, my first loot!"

"Well, Qianqian, it probably has no collection value."

"How come it's worthless? This is my first spoil! The first one! I want to eat rabbits three meals a day and save a warm ice rabbit skin velvet...ah! My skin!"

The sound came to an abrupt end.

The pitiful demon ice rabbit was stabbed dozens of swords before he could die with his eyes closed, lying in the snow with scars.

Its fur is ragged.

"So clumsy!"

"Peeling?"

Feng Wushang asked with a smile, but Gu Qianqian looked sad.

It's really useless!

It’s tasteless to eat, but it’s a pity to throw it away.

"peel……"

As soon as he said that, Feng Wushang's face changed.
Chapter completed!
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