The east courtyard gradually became lively. Chef Lei and his wife had already come to work, and some workers came. Zhu Dapao also came to order some food at noon and explained some things. The door of the east courtyard was also opened, and some scattered things came one after another.
Merchants come to Dongyuan to wholesale goods.
On this day, Zhao Yuan did not go out. Except for eating, he stayed in his room all day.
In fact, Zhao Yuan was not quiet in the room. He even felt on pins and needles. He was very anxious, but he could not find the reason.
Is that small black sword still buried under Xiaoyang Mountain?
And the body.
Small black sword.
Ice Divine Sword.
Suddenly, Zhao Yuan's body shook, and he realized an important issue. If Wan Ling'er sold the Ice Divine Sword, it would not be easy for them to go to Xiaoyang Mountain to find the body in the future. You know, just one
It would take a day to go there once. If we keep procrastinating like this, if someone discovers the body, the consequences will be disastrous.
It is foreseeable that once the Huayun Sect discovers Ma Silong's body, it will definitely use Xiaoyang Mountain as the radiation center and search for clues in the surrounding towns, and Xujiaqiao will be the first to bear the brunt...
Wan Ling'er couldn't be allowed to sell the Ice Divine Sword. At least, he had to wait until the body was found before selling it.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yuan felt anxious.
Now, he can only pray that Wan Ling'er hasn't sold the Ice Divine Sword yet.
While waiting anxiously, it became dark.
After dinner, the east courtyard closed early, and the workers all went to the kitchen to warm themselves by the fire and chat, while Zhao Principle stayed in the hut waiting for Wan Ling'er's paper butterfly.
Time passed minute by minute.
Zhao Yuan had practiced the stillness in the Realm of Brutal Strength countless times, but there was still no trace of the paper butterfly at the cold windy cave entrance.
rustle……
Finally, there was a slight friction sound outside the window.
Immersed in the "quiet" world, Zhao Yuan's six senses were extremely sharp. He immediately felt the familiar voice and opened his eyes. Sure enough, the pink paper butterfly had entered the room and turned in a circle in the air.
After making a graceful arc, it landed on Zhao Yuan's bedside.
This time, the paper butterfly did not fall on Zhao Yuan's bedside, but circled and landed extremely gracefully. Even after the paper butterfly landed on the bedside, it still swayed its wings a few times, which was extremely graceful.
It seems that Wan Ling'er is becoming more and more skilled at controlling paper butterflies.
"Have you slept?" When I opened the letter, I saw Wan Ling'er's beautiful and neat handwriting. It could be seen that Wan Ling'er wrote very seriously, focusing on every stroke.
"Waiting for you." Wan Ling'er, who opened Zhao Yuan's letter, saw the two words dancing on it, and his heart suddenly felt like a deer, and his face was filled with joy.
"what?"
"I want to see you, come here."
Zhao Yuan didn't want to waste time, so he got straight to the point. However, after Zhao Yuan's letter was sent, it seemed like everything had disappeared. At least half an hour passed, and there was still no news.
Did Wan Linger sell the Ice Divine Sword?
The distraught Zhao Yuan got out of bed and paced back and forth. If Wan Ling'er didn't reply, he would have no choice but to go to the foot of Xiaoyang Mountain to dispose of the body overnight. This matter could not be delayed any longer, otherwise there would be endless troubles.
If someone is interested and discovers the black sword on Ma Silong, as long as they trace it, they will definitely trace it to Wan Ling'er.
Although Zhao Yuan didn't know much about the world of cultivation, he believed that flying swords like the Black Sword must be well-documented. Moreover, Wan Ling'er once said that the Black Sword was bought.
If Huayun Sect traces the seller, Wan Ling'er's identity will be exposed.
After finding Wan Ling'er and pulling out the radish and bringing out the mud, Zhao Yuan will definitely not be able to escape.
Zhao Yuan naturally didn't know that Wan Ling'er's mind was undergoing a fierce struggle at this time.
rustle……
After waiting impatiently, the pink paper butterfly finally flew into the room, and Zhao Yuan quickly opened the letter.
"My father has placed a ban on the Ice Divine Sword. I can't go to the east courtyard. What should I do?"
"I'll wait for you at the end of East Street."
"Um."
Zhao Yuan casually found an excuse to hunt rabbits and asked Mr. Qi to open the door. Mr. Qi had known Zhao Yuan for a long time, so he would not be embarrassed. He also told Zhao Yuan not to run to the river, otherwise it would be bad if he fell through the ice hole.
, in this cold weather, even if you don't drown, you will freeze half to death.
It was cold and windy on East Street in the early morning, and snow foam was flying all over the sky, and not a single person could be seen.
Zhao Yuan ran straight to the wilderness at the end of the street.
"Zhao Yuan, I'm here."
Zhao Yuan had just rushed past a tree when a crisp voice sounded from behind. When he turned around, he saw Wan Ling'er standing slim under the tree wearing a tight-fitting pink cotton-padded jacket, with a pair of deerskin shoes at his feet. The small cotton-padded jacket fit perfectly.
, Wan Ling'er's already curvy figure became more and more graceful. Even though it was night, against the backdrop of the white snow, her whole body exuded a faint halo, like a cluster of red flowers in full bloom.
For a moment, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but be fascinated.
Seeing Zhao Yuan's infatuated look, Wan Ling'er looked shy, but she was happy inside and stood still, not daring to look into Zhao Yuan's eyes.
"You're here." Zhao Yuan suddenly woke up.
"I didn't come." Wan Ling'er pouted.
"..."
"Aren't you cold?" Wan Ling'er discovered that Zhao Yuan was actually wearing a single coat.
"not cold."
"Then...then...let's take a walk..." Wan Ling'er's face turned red, he lowered his head, stood on tiptoes, and walked towards the wild first, leaving a trail of small footprints behind him.
The moccasins made her long legs look even more slender.
"Ling'er, we don't have time."
The beauty of white snow is poetic and picturesque. Unfortunately, Zhao Yuan had no intention of admiring the beautiful scenery because he saw Wan Ling'er holding the Ice Divine Sword in his hand.
After seeing the Ice Divine Sword, Zhao Yuan breathed a long sigh of relief and didn't even notice the shyness on Wan Ling'er's face.
"Why don't you have time?" Wan Ling'er was stunned and looked back at Zhao Yuan.
"We have to go to Xiaoyang Mountain to dispose of the body and find the little black sword. If someone finds out and follows the little black sword to find us, the consequences will be disastrous. Besides, if you sell the Ice Divine Sword, Xiaoyang Mountain
The mountain is high and steep, and the road is bumpy. It will be more and more difficult for us to go to Xiaoyang Mountain in the future. While the Ice Divine Sword is still there, we will deal with this matter quickly."
"Ah... let's go quickly."
When Wan Ling'er heard this, her beauty suddenly turned pale, and regardless of her image as a lady, she drew out the Ice Divine Sword and rushed to Zhao Yuan's side. The two stepped on the flying sword and flew towards Xiaoyang Mountain with their swords.
Wan Ling'er drove the flying sword faster and faster. He didn't have any intention to talk all the way. He traveled more than seventy miles and arrived at the foot of Xiaoyang Mountain in just one stick of incense. However, Zhao Yuan was frozen.
He was half dead, so he could only rely on the two faint spiritual energy to protect him from the cold, so he felt better.
At first, Zhao Yuan was afraid that Wan Ling'er would find out that he had possessed spiritual energy, but what surprised him was that Wan Ling'er didn't notice at all.
Could it be that Wan Ling'er's cultivation level is too low to detect his spiritual energy?
While Zhao Yuan was thinking about it, Wan Ling'er had already pressed the flying sword and flew at a low altitude close to the ground, looking for the place of the avalanche.
When the two of them reached the mountainside where the avalanche occurred that day, they were dumbfounded. Looking across that place, they saw a vast sea of snow. The amount of snow probably amounted to millions of tons. Not to mention Zhao Yuan and Wan Ling'er, even if they were
Even if all the workers from Wanjia were called, it would be impossible to dig it out.
"What can we do?" Wan Ling'er wanted to cry but had no tears.
"We entered from the cave. At that time, we rolled down the mountain with the corpse and were almost knocked into the cave by the cracking snow. Presumably, the corpse should be near the cave. We can look out from the cave." Zhao Yuan thought for a moment.
road.
"Hmm, Zhao Yuan, you are still smart, why didn't I think of that!" Wan Ling'er looked back at Zhao Yuan and praised.
"Let's go, it's already very late." Looking at that charming smile, Zhao Yuan lost consciousness for a while and said quickly.
"Let's go!"
Wan Ling'er fiercely urged the Ice Divine Sword, and the Ice Divine Sword actually bloomed with a light blue stream of light. The stream of light completely covered Wan Ling'er and Zhao Yuan. What surprised Zhao Yuan was that after being covered by this stream of light, that
The sharp cold wind suddenly disappeared, just like being in a blue and transparent room.
"Haha, my aura has increased."
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