(first update)

Zhao Mingyue nodded coldly: "Go quickly!"

The girls didn't waste any more time, their hands were flying, and they kept digging out the snow. They soon made a place, exposed the soil, and then spread it in all directions.

Zhao Mingyue closed her bright eyes and remained motionless.

Several figures flew by, and six young women floated over. The young woman surnamed He who had brought Li Muchan in said in surprise: "Mingyue, what are you doing?"

Zhao Mingyue closed her eyes and remained motionless, like a statue.

Seeing her like this, the six young women didn't bother them. They waited aside and watched a dozen girls digging in the snow, vaguely knowing what was going on.

There had just been an avalanche, and they were acting like this, so they were obviously looking for someone.

A young woman whispered: "Sister He, who is buried down there?"

The young woman named He shook her head, but she vaguely guessed that there was no shortage of people here except Li Zhanran, and he must have been buried.

But looking at Mingyue's focused expression, she is obviously desperate. Could it be that the two of them are having an affair?

Thinking of this, she was startled and did not dare to be careless. Mingyue was the future hope of their Yubing Pavilion and could not be lost. She turned her head and looked around, and suddenly she flashed around to the other side of the mountain.

On the north side of the mountain, in the shadow of the mountain, stood a beautiful middle-aged woman. She was wearing a white shirt and blended in with the white snow. It was difficult to spot her without paying attention.

"Uncle Wu." She stepped forward lightly and bowed slightly.

The beautiful middle-aged woman waved her hand: "Xiao He, why are you here?"

"When I heard there was an avalanche, the boss was worried and sent us over to take a look." The young woman surnamed He said.

The beautiful middle-aged woman nodded lightly: "This avalanche was caused by a martial arts competition between two people. It is quite large, but it should not be a serious problem."

"What is Mingyue looking for?" the young woman named He asked.

The middle-aged beautiful woman said: "Look for Li Zhanran."

"Is he really buried underneath?" The young woman surnamed He asked in surprise, shaking her head and saying, "According to his martial arts, he shouldn't be able to avoid it."

The middle-aged beautiful woman shook her head and sighed: "He was buried to save Mingyue. Mingyue must be in a hurry. Go and help."

"...Yes." Although the young woman surnamed He was full of questions and curiosity, looking at the middle-aged beautiful woman's expression, she knew that it was useless to ask, and she would not say more.

"Disciple, please leave." She turned around and floated back.

The beautiful middle-aged woman stood there, with a hint of sadness on her cold face, and shook her head: "Will the little girl grow up?"

She flashed and floated to the top of the mountain. She looked down at the scene below and had a clear view.

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"Here!" Zhao Mingyue opened her eyes in excitement, and swayed to a place, bent down and started digging.

The girls were startled for a moment, and then surrounded her. With her as the center, they spread out and started digging at very fast speeds.

They knew that Zhao Mingyue's intuition was astonishing and miraculous. They had no doubt that the six young women also bent down to dig out the snow, but within a short time they reached the muddy ground.

"There!" The young woman surnamed He pointed at Zhao Mingyue's feet.

Zhao Mingyue kept moving, brushing the snow off Li Muchan's body with three strokes. Li Muchan's figure was curled up like a baby, motionless, as if frozen.

The girls gathered around and stared closely at Li Muchan, who was wrapped in white snow. Following Zhao Mingyue's movements, Li Muchan gradually appeared in front of everyone.

A large area of ​​the white snow in front of him was dyed red, and the bright red blood contrasted with the flawless white snow, which was particularly eye-catching. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, his face was as pale as paper, and he was motionless, with his chest not rising and falling, as if he was dead.

Their hearts sank. They couldn't be dead, right? If they were caught in an avalanche, their chances of survival would be slim. No matter how strong your martial arts were, it would be useless. They grew up in the snow-capped mountains, and they knew this best.

Zhao Mingyue's cold eyes flashed with hesitation, and her white jade-like little hand paused in the air, and finally moved forward and pressed it to Li Muchan's mouth and nose.

"Alive!" she said excitedly.

Only then did she realize that everyone was looking at her strangely. She quickly suppressed her smile and said, "Uncle He, help me. I want to heal his injuries."

"Now?" The young woman surnamed He looked around and said with a smile, "Let's go back to the pavilion."

Zhao Mingyue shook his head: "The longer the delay, the worse it gets. I have exhausted all my internal strength. Please help me!"

She competed with Li Muchan in terms of internal strength. She exerted all her strength with every palm strike, and her internal strength was consumed rapidly. Her internal strength was almost exhausted.

She also understood that Li Wuji was the same, so his injury would never be minor and there was no room for delay.

"Okay." The young woman surnamed He smiled and nodded.

The five young women took off their cloaks and put them on the ground. Zhao Mingyue and the young woman named He sat down cross-legged, one behind the other. Zhao Mingyue pressed her palms on Li Muchan's back, and the young woman named He pressed on Zhao Mingyue's back.

The girls watched motionless, feeling surprised that Zhao Mingyue actually smiled. This was really strange, as she had never been expressionless and could not laugh.

After a few breaths, their faces turned red, and wisps of white air condensed above their heads, slowly floating around. After a while, the white air was steaming like boiling water.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, a young woman immediately sat down behind the young woman surnamed He. A moment later, she did the same, with white steam steaming from the top of her head like boiling water.

Seeing this, the other four young women sat down one after another, some sitting behind Zhao Mingyue, and some sitting behind the young woman surnamed He, and injected their inner strength into each other.

As soon as they sat down and put their palms together, a huge suction force came from their palms, and their inner energy flew out of their bodies, like moths flying into a flame, without the ability to resist.

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Their expressions changed greatly, and just when they were about to desperately withdraw their palms, the suction force suddenly slowed down and disappeared. They breathed a sigh of relief and slowly adjusted their internal power to input into each other's body, but there was no consumption anymore.

The girls withdrew their palms one after another, and the white air above their heads slowly dissipated. They looked at each other in surprise, and they were all a little confused, not knowing what had just happened.

Zhao Mingyue slowly retracted her jade palm and looked at Li Muchan. She saw that the snow on his clothes had disappeared and his face had returned to a bit of rosiness. She was amazed at the wonder of his inner strength and mental skills.

She knew that he had not woken up. Just now, his mind was running on its own, just like human instinct, constantly absorbing internal energy and repairing the body.

Such a huge suction force shows how powerful his mental skills are. No wonder he can practice to such an extent at such an age. His mental skills are indeed infinitely mysterious, not inferior to his own Ice Soul Divine Skill.

"Mingyue..." The young woman surnamed He wiped the sweat from her forehead with lingering fear, shook her head and said, "What is Li Zhanran doing?"

Zhao Mingyue looked at Li Muchan and shook his head, turned around and said, "Uncle He, I want to take him back for treatment."

"Well, let's go." The young woman named He nodded.

Zhao Mingyue bent down to hug Li Muchan, but suddenly she was startled, her body froze, her clear eyes flashed, and everyone was stunned, looking straight at Li Muchan's hand.

Li Muchan placed a big hand on Zhao Mingyue's tall and plump breasts, then quickly retracted it like an electric shock, and he opened his eyes.

Zhao Mingyue's face was covered with white gauze, and no one could see her expression, but seeing her eyes twinkling, angry, shy, and feeling strange, Junior Sister Zhao was more humane.

Li Muchan showed an embarrassed smile: "Zhao Mingyue..., cough!"

His voice was rough and unpleasant, and as soon as he said three words, he suddenly started coughing violently.

Zhao Mingyue hit his back a few times with her left hand, grabbed the side with her right hand, pinched a ball of snow, and then put it to his mouth: "Open your mouth!"

Li Muchan opened his mouth, and water immediately flowed from his jade hand, dripping into his mouth.

Li Muchan took two sips, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile: "I'm not dead yet, am I?"

"No." Zhao Mingyue said.

She also knew that it was Li Muchan's subconscious reaction just now. If someone touched her while she was sleeping, she would react naturally.

She was feeling ashamed and angry, but fortunately, the Ice Soul Divine Art calmed her mind. Although her mood fluctuated, she did not show it externally, her eyes only flickered a few times.

Li Muchan smiled and said: "I am really lucky!"

Zhao Mingyue said: "Okay, just say a few words and save your energy for healing."

She bent down to hug Li Muchan, but Li Muchan hurriedly stretched out his hand: "I can walk by myself!"

Zhao Mingyue looked at him, took back her jade hand, and hummed: "Well, let's go to the pavilion to heal!"

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Finally, the young woman surnamed He came over, pursed her lips and smiled: "Mr. Li, let me help you!"

Li Muchan smiled and said, "Then Sister Lao will be here!"

"Giggle, sister?" The young woman surnamed He chuckled, shook her head and said, "I can be your aunt!"

Li Muchan smiled and said nothing. As she slowly stood up with her beautiful hands, her whole body's joints crackled, and no one paid attention.

Li Muchan was shocked. After being injured, his bone shrinking ability could not be maintained and his body returned to its original shape. But luckily, they didn't care.

Zhao Mingyue was in front, the young woman surnamed He was behind, and the girls were at the end. They descended from Snow Tiger Mountain, returned to Snow Dragon Peak, walked inside, and returned to the valley.

Li Muchan estimated that this valley is several miles away from Snow Dragon Peak. If you don't know the entrance, you won't be able to find it. No wonder Yubing Pavilion has always been so mysterious.

After arriving at the valley, Zhao Mingyue took him straight into a small courtyard, located in the bamboo forest to the east. There were no other buildings around, so it was very quiet.

This small courtyard made entirely of bamboo is full of greenery, bamboo fences, and bamboo houses. The courtyard is a sea of ​​flowers. Only a path in the middle is empty, and the rest is completely occupied by flowers, such as roses, chrysanthemums, and orchids.

Plum blossoms, peonies, and various flower species are mixed together, and a hundred flowers are blooming and blooming.

Zhao Mingyue took him inside and pushed the bamboo door open. Inside was a floor made of bamboo, which was cool and comfortable. There were several bamboo chairs and a bamboo couch in the room.

The young woman surnamed He helped him to the couch and said with a smile: "Mr. Li, just rest here for a while. Your injury is quite serious."

While she was supporting Li Muchan, she secretly checked his injuries and found that they were indeed very serious.
To be continued...