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Chapter 182 Sir, I really want to become a piece of snow (Part 1)

Among the ten Xuanzongs, Lianbao Pavilion is not the strongest force, but it is definitely the force with the widest territory and the force that no one would provoke.

There are not many powerful people in the Treasure Refining Pavilion, but they control the lifeblood of many places in the Eastern Wasteland.

Someone once said that in the Eastern Wasteland, except for the Martial Palace and the Demon Realm, wherever there are people, there are monks from the Treasure Refining Pavilion.

They don't practice cultivation, but they do business.

Their business covers almost the entire Eastern Wasteland.

Strictly speaking, Lianbao Pavilion is actually composed of many forces.

Whether it is the other ten major Xuan Sects or the Earth Sect, they are all involved in the Treasure Refining Pavilion.

The people who are really in charge of Lianbao Pavilion are not only good at cultivation, but also good at business.

In Lianbao Pavilion, buying and selling is sometimes more important than cultivation.

In the disputes between the pavilion masters in the past dynasties, business acumen definitely occupies a large reference standard! And within the sphere of influence of the Lianbao Pavilion, many huge trading countries have been directly formed.

The Eight Treasures Country is one of them.

As a country doing business, the Eight Treasures Kingdom is naturally prosperous.

Some small villages and tribes nearby can also make a good living by relying on hunting, farming and other methods.

But this year, a heavy snowfall that had not been seen in a century caused a famine.

Although the Eight Treasures Kingdom is prosperous and powerful, it still belongs to the monks and naturally does not care about the life and death of mortals.

It is precisely because of this that countless people have frozen to death and starved to death under this continuous heavy snow.

Qinghua Village is a village that has been severely affected by heavy snowfall.

Qinghua Village lives by farming and hunting.

But heavy snow destroyed crops and hunting was even more difficult.

Qinghua Village is not a small village, but even so, the villagers are living an extremely difficult life.

Especially a few days ago, the hunting team encountered a spiritual beast and suffered heavy casualties.

Life in Qinghua Village is even more difficult.

This day.

A young man fell down on the edge of Qinghua Village.

Heavy snow buried his body.

The villagers who came and went glanced at him and walked past him without even thinking of stepping forward to take a look.

After an unknown amount of time, the young man looked up, revealing a pale face that looked like a corpse.

"I haven't experienced the feeling of a mortal for a long time..." He murmured and lowered his head weakly.

He is Su Xuan, who has already unfolded and transformed into a mortal.

Originally, Su Xuan wanted to settle down somewhere, but his plan failed to keep up with the change, and he ended up like this.

Su Xuan felt that he would not die, but he was obviously going to suffer.

It is estimated that he will be buried in the snow throughout the winter and suffer from the endless cold winter.

At this moment, Su Xuan transformed into a mortal, and his body was no different from that of a mortal.

But the birth, old age, illness and death of ordinary people will never happen to him.

As for Yun Danqing, she just wrapped it around his arm and hibernated... "Oh..." "I was still thinking about practicing the Four Paths of Haoran and the Ziyun Emperor Scroll during this period, but now it seems I don't even have to eat..."

"Su Xuan felt a headache.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Su Xuan felt like his body was frozen into a popsicle.

This day.

Su Xuan suddenly felt something poking his face.

He twisted his neck with difficulty and suddenly saw a little girl wearing burlap clothes and braids poking his face with a branch.

When Su Xuan moved, the little girl froze.

"Wow, there are zombies..." the little girl cried loudly and ran away in fear.

Su Xuan: "..." The second day.

Su Xuan moved again.

I saw the little girl coming again.

This time, she was holding a stick.

The next moment, as Su Xuan watched with trembling eyes, the little girl hit him on the head with a stick.

"I'll kill you zombie!"

The little girl was crying and hitting.

Su Xuan: "..." I... Did I provoke you?

Su Xuan glared at the little girl fiercely.

"Wow..." The little girl was frightened and ran away crying again.

The third day.

The little girl is here again.

This time, she held a rusty kitchen knife and didn't know where to take it out.

Su Xuan's face suddenly turned green and he was furious.

I can tolerate branches and sticks.

But if you chop me with a kitchen knife, is that too cruel?

Su Xuan gritted his teeth.

He used all his strength to speak every word with difficulty, but said angrily: "I am not a zombie!"

The little girl trembled and looked at Su Xuan suspiciously.

In her little mind, zombies should not be able to speak.

But soon... "Wow, it's a fake corpse..." The little girl cried and ran away again.

Su Xuan's face turned green again.

Your sister! Where did Gua Wa Zi come from? In the next few days, the little girl came to see Su Xuan with great persistence.

However, she didn't poke Su Xuan again.

Instead, he squatted down and looked at Su Xuan quietly.

Every time, the time is spot on.

It's all a small stick of incense, just leave.

After ten consecutive days.

Su Xuan's tiger body suddenly shook.

Because the little girl suddenly called a bunch of sallow and skinny children, who looked at Su Xuan eagerly.

Su Xuan trembled.

What is this for?

But soon, Su Xuan knew.

"dig!"

"He has something to eat!"

The little girl yelled, and a group of children suddenly pounced on Su Xuan like wolves and tigers, and with greedy faces, they knocked and smashed on him.

Su Xuan: "..." Damn.

Damn Guawazi! Am I a dead dog?

...Chen Xiaowan is five years old this year.

In her opinion, five years old is already very old, even old enough to live alone.

And just a few days ago, she saw a very strange "person".

To be precise, it was only on this day that it was confirmed that he was alive.

Next to Qinghua Village.

Chen Xiaowan looked proudly at Su Xuan who was dug out.

After several days of research, Chen Xiaowan believed that Su Xuan was not dead and was not a zombie, but Su Xuan was definitely not a mortal. Otherwise, how could he not be dead after being buried for more than ten days?

Chen Xiaowan suddenly felt that she wanted to become Su Xuan's teacher.

At least... at least she should learn how to survive the cold and hunger for more than ten days, so that she, Chen Xiaowan, would live a very comfortable life.

So, she called a group of friends to dig out Su Xuan.

When these little pods heard that Su Xuan had something to eat, they immediately felt as if they had been given chicken blood.

This made Chen Xiaowan despise these little brats.

It has been buried for more than ten days and there is no food left.

Still too young and too stupid.

Chen Xiaowan was quite proud, feeling that she was an adult, otherwise how could she have thought so clearly.

Soon, Su Xuan was dug out.

Soon, Su Xuan was dragged into a ruined temple by a group of brats.

right.

Just dragging...a long snow trail along the road.

The majestic evil lord, the majestic Shura, was dragged along like this.

"Chen Xiaowan, where did he get food from? Are you lying?"

When those little brats saw that Su Xuan had nothing on him, they immediately became angry.

"What's the rush!"

Chen Xiaowan looked disdainful and touched Su Xuan's body all over, and finally took out a small bag at her waist, which contained two low-grade spiritual stones.

Chen Xiaowan knew that this kind of stone could buy a lot of food, but she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

But soon, she generously gave the spirit stones to those little brats.

"Take it, these two stones can buy a lot of food, this is your reward."

Chen Xiaowan put her hands on her hips.

Although she was also hungry, Chen Xiaowan felt that she was an adult and could not take advantage of others.

And Su Xuan was indeed dug out by these little brats, so of course he had to be paid.

Although Chen Xiaowan is young, she understands the truth.

Those little brats obviously knew their stuff and ran away with the spirit stones.

At this time, Chen Xiaowan walked up to Su Xuan, looked around, and kept touching Su Xuan's body.

"It's no different. Could it be that my wise and powerful Chen Nuxia made a mistake?"

Chen Xiaowan muttered.

But soon, she started to light a fire because she found that it was very cold in the small temple. Not only was she shivering, Su Xuan was also shivering.

After lighting the fire, Chen Xiaowan was a little bored, holding a branch and dancing "hum hum ha ha ha".

"Little thief, look at the sword.

Chen Nuxia is here, don’t be presumptuous!"

She made a milky sound and pointed the branch at Su Xuan.

Su Xuan, who had regained some composure, almost choked to death when he saw it... Damn Gua Wazi! Until late at night.

Su Xuan's cold body finally warmed up.

Beside him, Chen Xiaowan was already asleep, her small body curled up next to him, trembling slightly.

Su Xuan was startled, took off his coat, and put it on Chen Xiaowan.

The next day.

In a daze, Su Xuan felt someone pushing him.

"Wow, hero, are you awake?"

Chen Xiaowan looked at Su Xuan in surprise.

Su Xuan hesitated.

Hero?

I'm older than your sister! "Hero, want to eat steamed buns?"

Chen Xiaowan held a steamed bun in her hand, cold and stiff.

"Don't eat."

Su Xuan replied angrily.

But the next moment, Su Xuan's stomach growled.

"Hey, hero, don't be shy, just eat."

Chen Xiaowan suddenly smiled empathetically: "You eat it, I won't laugh at you.

Oh, I will go away and not look at you."

With that said, I really walked out of the small temple.

Su Xuan: "..." I have to say, he was really hungry.

However, Su Xuan only ate half of it and put it down because he heard Chen Xiaowan's stomach growling slightly before.

Looking at Chen Xiaowan, who was sallow and skinny, Su Xuan felt that she also came from a poor family.

Soon, Chen Xiaowan walked in.

"I'll eat half, and you can eat the rest."

Su Xuan said softly.

Chen Xiaowan's eyes lit up, but she looked at Su Xuan and asked uncertainly: "You really don't want to eat?"

As he spoke, his eyes drifted to the cold and hard steamed buns from time to time, and his saliva almost flowed out.

"I won't eat anymore."

Su Xuan shook his head.

"Okay, I'll help you eat it reluctantly. Actually, I don't like steamed buns."

Chen Xiaowan patted Su Xuan on the shoulder, picked up the half steamed bun, but stuffed it into her arms and did not eat it immediately.

Su Xuan was immediately angry and funny.

And the next moment, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Chen Xiaowan suddenly knelt down and said loudly: "Master, please bow to me!"

"What are you doing?"

Su Xuan was stunned.

"If you ate my steamed buns, you deserve it for free."

Chen Xiaowan said matter-of-factly.

Su Xuan: "..."


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