The goose-feather heavy snow keeps falling on the tarpaulin, forming a thick layer, like a big quilt, which can keep warm and resist the biting cold wind.
The two women under the tarpaulin felt the heat coming from Lu Fan's body, felt very comfortable, and felt the same emotion in their hearts.
Isn't this a large warm baby? The temperature is suitable. It's really hard to find anywhere with a lantern!
Needless to say, Lin Xueshan had already experienced many battles, experienced the benefits of men, and was addicted to them.
In order to get Lu Fan, he even force-fed him special medicine. This shows how strong the demand must be.
As a saint of the Sunflower Sect, Zi Liuli is completely different. In the past, she was extremely disdainful of the opposite sex, completely scornful, and simply looked down upon.
After all, we are in a very deformed organization, and all the members are not men, and they have no upright spirit.
It made her feel disgusted just looking at it, which was really hard to understand.
Now that I am in Lu Fan's arms, I no longer hate him so much, but feel very comfortable, and I can't help but feel a little scared.
What's going on? Why do I feel this way? This idea is too dangerous.
No, you absolutely cannot allow yourself to fall, you must rein in your horse from the brink.
Instantly, hatred filled Zi Liuli's heart. The damn boy dared to hug the saint and committed an unforgivable crime. He must be severely punished.
She subconsciously wanted to pull out the short knife from her waist and give Lu Fan a white knife to go in and a red knife to come out as a warning.
But then I thought about it, blood would be flowing everywhere by then, and I would definitely be covered in it. Wouldn't that be bad?
After careful consideration, I finally made the decision to spend the night tonight and wait until I get out of the snow nest tomorrow morning to stab Lu Fan again...
However, this idea was still rejected by Zi Liuli.
The main reason is that Tiancan has not been found. If he harms Lu Fan, he will definitely give up his job.
As Zi Liuli's mood rose and fell, her delicate face became uncertain. In the end, she could only think about nothing and fell into sleep.
Lu Fan, who was between the two women, seemed to be lying in a cloud, feeling extremely tormented.
I could only do exercises secretly to heal my injuries, so as not to be distracted. In the second half of the night, I fell asleep.
Lin Baoshan was so scared that she didn't even dare to express her anger, for fear of upsetting the female devil and causing trouble for her again.
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The next morning, the snow stopped.
The surrounding area was gray and filled with mist.
A group of people came from the west, with strong figures and all wearing purple robes, which made them look particularly eye-catching.
Four of them were carrying an open sedan, on which sat a burly bald monk, probably over fifty years old, with a red face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, which was very impressive.
The key point is that in such extremely cold weather, the great monk is not afraid of the cold. He even shows his arms half-stretched and even sweats on the top of his head, which is somewhat strange.
He was spinning a string of black beads in his hand, each one as big as an egg.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be carved in the shape of a skull, with a total of eighteen beads strung together. It was a rare and unique weapon called Hell Beads.
Those who can use this thing as a weapon are certainly no ordinary people.
The great monk is one of the four demons who scare people in martial arts. Ni Suo, the abbot of Hongyu Temple, is known as the Dharma King of Hell.
Three days ago, he led more than a dozen experts to the snowy area and wandered around. Now they happened to pass by the area where Zi Liuli and others were, and they were not afraid of the cold, and they were mumbling something.
The appearance of the uninvited guests aroused the alertness of many masters of the Sunflower Sect. They each lifted up their tarpaulins and leapt up from the snow nest.
Snowflakes were flying all around, and many figures kept rising and falling, landing on the ground one by one. The scene was spectacular.
Zi Liuli also reacted quickly and said in a quick voice to Lu Fan and Lin Baoshan, "Get up quickly, an outsider has appeared."
The man and woman did not dare to neglect and quickly got up, their eyes full of curiosity and some confusion.
The master of the Sunflower Sect showed up without any warning, which made the monks look surprised, stopped in their tracks, and looked over intently.
One of them, a bearded man, had a fierce look in his eyes and shouted like thunder: "Who dares to disturb the Dharma King of Hell? Don't you want to live anymore?"
A group of experts from the Sunflower Cult opposite were extremely shocked, as if they had seen a ghost. Who would have thought that they would meet a notorious demon here, which made them fearful.
Zi Liuli also found it difficult. After all, he had long heard of the various atrocities committed by the King of Hell. It was said that his hands were stained with the blood of countless martial arts practitioners, and he was more terrifying than demons and ghosts.
Unable to avoid frowning, he said bravely: "I have met the Dharma King. We are from the Sunflower Sect. We are fortunate to meet the Dharma King here. I don't mean to offend him at all. I would like to ask the Dharma King for his advice."
The King of Hell's eyes lit up, he looked at the two women with his lewd eyes, and said with a smile:
"It turns out you are from the Sunflower Cult. Since you want to apologize, you have to be sincere. You two girls are really beautiful. Come here quickly and let me warm you up."
In an instant, the faces of a group of Sunflower Cult masters changed drastically, and they were very angry inside.
The key point is that Zi Liuli, as a saint of our religion, represents purity and flawlessness and is absolutely not allowed to be defiled by anyone.
Especially Yang Wei and Zhao Xie, the two top masters who were responsible for Yang Yang's control and shoulders the heavy responsibility, were even more furious and couldn't bear it.
Yang Wei sternly said: "Shut up... This is the saint of our Sunflower Sect. Her status is extremely noble. She must remain innocent. How can she be played with by you?"
The Dharma King of Hell immediately showed a fierce look in his eyes and said with a ferocious face: "You dare to be rude to this Dharma King. If you don't want to live anymore, right, then I will help you. Soba, go and twist his head off."
Soba was the bearded man, the chief disciple of the sect, and naturally had extraordinary strength. He immediately roared wildly and pounced on him like a lion.
The fist as big as a bowl was swung in the wind with strong force, and it hit Yang Wei fiercely, trying to knock him away with a punch.
However, Yang Wei quickly avoided the attack and kicked Soba on the shoulder with an extremely fast kick, making a banging sound.
With a sound of "Ouch", Soba's face was livid with pain, and he couldn't help but roar again and again. He used all his strength and launched a violent attack like a storm, which made people's hearts palpitate.
Even so, he still couldn't do anything to him. He was hit one after another. It was obvious that there was a gap in skill and they were not of the same level.
A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of the King of Hell. He didn't expect that his eldest disciple, who was at the peak of the Martial Emperor, couldn't beat that guy. It was really infuriating.
It seems that the rumors are quite true. As one of the three major evil organizations, the Sunflower Sect has many experts and cannot be underestimated.
If Soba continues to fight with them, he will definitely lose. He has to take action himself in order to kill those guys on the opposite side and get rid of the bad anger in his heart.