The night passed, the morning mist in the mountains was covered with mist, and the morning frost hanged all the clothes. Every piece of bean curd leaves was crushed by snow, and the world was vast.

All the disciples woke up one after another. At this moment, the snow was much smaller and the wind was not blowing much. However, due to the snow falling all night, the snow had accumulated very deep, and it was difficult to walk. Every disciple stood up from the place where he rested and seemed to have crawled out of the snow nest.

There was no breakfast, nor could I wash my face. Everyone who woke up early in the morning was exhausted, their eyes were red, and they were yawning even the sky, without thinking about saying much, just sat in front of each other, rubbing against the warmth of the bonfire.

Xiao Yurou was still asleep in Bai Shu's arms. Everyone was more or less envious of Xiao Yurou's appearance. On the cold night of last night, it was really a very happy thing to have a warm embrace and be able to fall asleep regardless of it.

Just like everyone will fall asleep in the arms of their elders when they are young, although time has passed, the warm and safe feeling cannot be forgotten.

After a while, under the ambiguous eyes of everyone, Xiao Yurou finally moved, changed into a more comfortable position in Bai Shu's arms, and kept warm for a while before slowly opening her eyes after hearing the sound of someone moving.

The sun is covered by thick clouds, and the surrounding environment is a little dark, which makes people turn black and white, and judges the approximate time when they do not appear.

Xiao Yurou woke up and felt refreshed. She rubbed her eyes and it took a while to realize that she was still in Bai Shu's arms.

Xiao Yurou jumped out of Bai Shu's arms, blushed, and found a clean place alone to sit down, burying her face deeply in her knees.

Only on that cold night, when your body is weakest, will you have to close your eyes first, so that Xiao Yurou has the courage to do that kind of thing. Now that the night has passed, it is time to wake up from the dream.

In addition to feeling as shy as if he was on fire, Xiao Yurou felt more disappointed.

How many cold nights can a person have in his life that can make people ignore?

"Yu Rou, you have been sleeping for six or seven hours since last night. I haven't even slept half of your time, but you got up later than me." Yuan Youqing came to Xiao Yurou and patted Xiao Yurou's shoulder and said.

Xiao Yurou didn't dare to raise her head. She was wondering how good it would be if she and Bai Shu were not a brother-sister relationship, but a real couple.

Because if it were the latter, Xiao Yurou would definitely be upright and enjoy this hard-earned sweetness with peace of mind.

But the two are just a brother and sister, so there is no doubt that what they did last night was a bit out of bounds.

In such a helpless situation, Xiao Yurou, who was so shy that she had no face to see others, was the only comfort left by everyone, and what followed was a series of headache-provoking problems.

Horses can't stand this kind of weather, can't run, they don't even have food to eat, they can't recognize the exact direction, and they don't know if there will be enemies catching up later. This feeling of no decline can drive people crazy.

Even Xu Muling and Chen Ci were a little silent, not knowing what to do.

Bai Shu got up and ate a few bites of snow water. In a trance, he remembered the things he had experienced with Dong Se. Life was always so similar. After coming out of that cave, Bai Shu didn't expect that he would eat something like snow water one day. Bai Shu sorted out his thoughts, picked up the snowflakes and rubbed them on his face. He became a little more energetic, but the corners of his eyes couldn't stop jumping one after another.

Bai Shu shook his head, stood up and said, "Everyone, I'm not good at this time, I'm plaguing everyone."

After saying that, Bai Shu bowed to the ground and did not get up for a long time. This feeling of guilt cannot be clearly expressed by words.

"Get up, get up, you look like we are so stingy, and no one blames you." Yuan Youqing pinched a snowball and threw it on Bai Shu's back.

Bai Shu then stood up, shook the snowflakes on his body, and said helplessly: "If I had known that it was so dangerous, I would have left by myself."

Yuan Youqing was immediately unhappy and pouted, "You are a person, sometimes you are handsome, kind and gentle, but sometimes you hate them very much, do you know?"

Bai Shu was a little confused, so he stood there without saying a word.

Yuan Youqing took a deep breath and said, "You always take it for granted whenever you do, leave when you want to, and come back when you want to come back. Do you think you are very casual?" Yuan Youqing was quite disdainful.

"Do you know that when you are not here, each of us was worried about you!" Yuan Youqing said this and she became a little aggrieved first.

Bai Shu was about to speak, but Yuan Youqing yelled back: "Don't talk, listen to me."

Bai Shu shrugged and had to close her mouth.

"Even now, we are obviously fellow disciples, but you seem to be trying to draw a clear line with us. You say something that has dragged you down and shouldn't go with you. Tell me, why are you doing this to us? Are we not worthy of you and Bai Shu being side by side?" Yuan Youqing said at Bai Shu with anger.

Bai Shu quickly explained: "Young sister, you misunderstood. When encountering such a thing, I would rather die by myself than want any of you to be hurt. I will remember all your kindness to me."

Bai Shu paused, his voice was a little inflated: "I... because of my reasons, you will suffer, and even risk your life. I am really sorry. I, Bai Shu, are not afraid of death..."

Bai Shu paused and said, "I'm afraid, you're hurt... because you really don't understand what those alien spirits are."

Yuan Youqing seemed to be quite satisfied with Bai Shu's explanation, and quickly stopped her temper and turned to comfort Bai Shu and said, "Don't be afraid, no matter what happens, we will stand by your side." Yuan Youqing's eyes wide open, looking at Bai Shu without blinking.

Others also comforted Bai Shu one after another, and did not feel any resentment towards Bai Shu because of the night of running around.

At this point, Bai Shu felt a little better. If Dong Se accompanied Bai Shu to suffer today, although Bai Shu would feel even more uncomfortable, he would definitely not be able to say a word of sorry.

Because Bai Shu knew in his heart that these disciples of Taixu Temple did not owe him anything, and they should not take risks with him.

"Let me tell you about my holiday with those strangers."

After Bai Shu said this, Yuan Youqing immediately clapped her hands and said, "When she was in Qingzhu's yard, she wanted to ask Bai Shu this question, but Bai Shu always had to say it on his own initiative, so that it would be like the same thing."

At this moment, Bai Shu disappeared from Chun Jun and Chengying, and told the entire story of the lives of those casual cultivators on the Yanbei wasteland, and the things that the strange spirits did.

If Bai Shu hadn't told it personally, everyone would never have known that there was a group of practitioners in the north of Yanjing, in the vast wasteland.

There are snow, wolves in Yanbei, white mist that cannot be dispersed, and the frozen winter river, and even more so bad things.

After listening to Bai Shu’s story, everyone had their own feelings.

"Senior Brother Bai, is Yan Bei really as miserable as you said?" Hongdou was born in Taixu Temple. He had never seen anyone who couldn't eat. It was difficult for him to form a clear impression in his mind that Yan Bei described by Bai Shu.

Bai Shu shook his head and said, "It's not that I said it's so miserable. You can tell if you go and experience it yourself. That kind of depression and despair can't be described in words."

Bai Shu was talking about Ma Lian'er's crying was almost gone, and Old Chai was smoking a dry tobacco in the dark, and the firewood was burning in the charcoal basin. The atmosphere was so helpless that the whole village could not say.

The depression is extremely depressed, and it is despair no matter how you look at it.

"With their strength, hunting the steppet wolf may not be successful, but they would rather be eaten by the wolf than be taken away by the alien soul. I will never forget the feeling of not having the last meal and not having the rest of my meal." Bai Shu closed his eyes. Yan Bei, who had been in the dark for most of that day, was still so clear in Bai Shu's mind.

"So you helped them kill many strange spirits?" Xu Muling listened for a long time and finally asked Bai Shu a question.

Bai Shu nodded and said, "I almost killed them all. When I just returned to the team, although it seemed very calm on the surface, in fact, I often had nightmares during those days. I couldn't sleep all night, and my hands often trembled for no reason. Only Senior Brother Chen Ci saw that I was full of murderous aura."

After a night of rest, Chen Ci's eyesight had recovered most of the time. He leaned under the tree and listened quietly. He suddenly said, "If it weren't for those strange spirits who were killed by you, you wouldn't have drawn the half-kill character so quickly."

Bai Shu also highly recognized Chen Ci's view and added: "That's right, it's true that it's because of this reason, but Senior Brother Huang Jun has never killed anyone, but he can also use the killing character."

Zhang Min glanced at Bai Shu and said with a pity: "So you want to say, does the half-kill character drawn by Huang Jun rely on talent?"

"That's right." Although Bai Shu felt that he was no worse than Huang Jun, he had to admit that among the Taoist talismans, Huang Jun was still the most talented person in the world.

When Huang Jun was mentioned, everyone became a little excited. When Huang Jun ran around the mountains, people called him Huang Yi, laughing at him, but unknowingly regarded him as an indispensable scenery in Taixu View. Now that Huang Jun has left, everyone really can't find a second person, who can be as infatuated as Huang Jun.

He was obviously a genius of Fu Dao, but in the end he turned into a master of painting in order to describe the elegant orchid woman.

Huang Jun gave up his cultivation, and even gave up pursuing the fascinating way of heaven, just to have a little intersection with Luo Shilanduo. Some people say that it is not worth it, but others are not Huang Jun, so who can say that Huang Jun is really not worth it?

There has always been only willing or not in this world, and no value or not!

When I mentioned the character of killing, I thought of Huang Jun, and when I mentioned Huang Jun, I thought of Mo Yuanshan. So on this morning when the sky was unclear, everyone was homesick in the cold mountains for the first time.

There are still a few leaves left on the branches of the willow next to the sword washing pond.
Chapter completed!