Chapter 87 The white-haired man is her elder brother

When Feng Qing's words came out, the white-haired man was stunned.

Impossible.

It's only right that my father doesn't have blood, it might just be a coincidence.

After a long time, when Feng Qing felt that the hand holding the wine bag was frozen, the white-haired man moved his eyes from her eyebrows to her wine bag.

Just when Feng Qing was about to become impatient, the white-haired man spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Who are you?"

Seeing that no one wanted to drink her wine, Feng Qing retracted her hand and took two more sips.

"My name is Feng Qing. What about you? What's your name?"

The white-haired man did not answer, but asked again.

"Why are you here?"

Fengqing blinked, feeling that this person was a little rude. She turned around and looked around. When she saw the dozen thousand-year-old ice jade lotus behind the white-haired man, she stood up excitedly and ran straight to the thousand-year-old ice jade lotus.

Jade Lotus.

"So many thousand-year-old ice jade lotuses, my God!"

Feng Qing was shocked.

These thousand-year ice jade lotuses rarely grow in patches, and a single thousand-year ice jade lotus is extremely rare. Now she actually saw a patch of more than a dozen thousand-year ice jade lotuses.

What kind of luck has she got?

Fengqing was very excited. She stretched out her hand to touch the transparent petals of the Millennium Ice Jade Lotus. A cold drink burst into her ears.

"stop!"

Feng Qing paused.

The man in white arrived in front of Feng Qing in an instant, and then a burst of golden spiritual power knocked Feng Qing's body away. Feng Qing rolled twice in the snow before stopping.

Feng Qing was a little angry.

What's wrong with this person? He's not polite, but he suddenly attacks her when she's not prepared.

Feng Qing got up from the ground and was heading towards the delivery. When she turned around, she saw an ice cave on the ice rock not far from her. There seemed to be traces of human habitation.

Fengqing took two steps and looked into the ice cave.

The ice cave is not deep, and you can see the bottom at a glance. The narrow cave is covered with the furs of spiritual animals, and there is a simple fire with a copper stove hanging from it. It is obviously inhabited by humans.

Feng Qing turned back to see the white-haired man frowning carefully at the Thousand-Year Ice Jade Lotus, as if the Thousand-Year Ice Jade Lotus was something extremely important to him.

"Did you plant these thousand-year-old ice jade lotuses?"

The white-haired man frowned and stood up, looking at Feng Qing with a frosty expression.

If it weren't for Feng Qing's appearance, the man in white wouldn't be wielding such indestructible gold spiritual power.

"If you touch it again, you won't be so lucky next time."

"No. I just thought it grew on its own. I'm really sorry."

Fengqing quickly apologized.

Although it is a bit unbelievable to live on the top of a snow-capped mountain thousands of meters above. But no matter what, she is the one who planted this thousand-year-old ice jade lotus. It is wrong for her to touch other people's things without their consent.

So she was particularly smooth in apologizing.

Feng Qing apologized and her attitude was more sincere. The white-haired man's expression softened a little. Then he ignored Feng Qing and turned around and entered the ice cave, lighting a fire and starting to cook.

This white-haired man was so cold that Fengqing did not dare to step into the ice cave, so she could only sit in the windshield at the entrance of the cave, took out some dry food and took a few bites of peach blossom wine.

This man seemed difficult to get along with, and Fengqing did not dare to go to the edge of the knife. Moreover, Fengqing could not see clearly the state of this man. With the golden spiritual power just now, Fengqing knew that this man's spiritual state was beyond her ability.

Face to face. She finally found the Millennium Ice Jade Lotus, and there was no way she would leave before she got it.

However, this man seemed to value this thousand-year-old ice jade lotus very seriously, and would not let anyone touch it.

Feng Qing only felt a little headache.

"Well." Fengqing looked at the motionless person sitting cross-legged in the cave. "I came here just for this thousand-year ice jade lotus. You have so many thousand-year ice jade lotus, how about you sell me one? That's fine."

Can!"

The white-haired man opened his eyes and glanced at Feng Qing with a cold gaze.

Feng Qing retracted his neck, shook his head, and swallowed.

What a cold person!

After a while, Feng Qing poked his head in again.

"Otherwise, can you tell me where there is a thousand-year-old ice jade lotus nearby?"

The white-haired man didn't even open his eyes this time.

Feng Qing scratched her forehead and looked at the Millennium Ice Jade Lotus, which was opening exceptionally brightly only about ten meters away from her, and pouted a little aggrievedly.

This guy is really insufferable.

Why do you insist on occupying so many thousand-year-old ice jade lotuses? What would happen if you exchange one with her?!

Fengqing took another sip of wine.

She had no choice but to steal it.

It’s not okay to pluck the thousand-year-old ice jade lotus while this man is not paying attention, and then use the spiritual spring water to cultivate it for him.

In such a cold environment, the Lingquan water may have frozen into ice before it was poured out.

Is it possible to boil the spiritual spring water?

While Feng Qing was struggling, a gust of wind came over. Feng Qing looked up and saw the winged snow lion holding a spiritual beast in its mouth, riding on the wind and falling to the open space in front of her.

The two-winged snow lion glanced at Feng Qing, and they exhaled a puff of air from their noses in a humane manner, then threw the spirit beast in their mouths into the open space, and shook off the falling snowflakes in a particularly mighty manner.

Feng Qing was splashed with ice beads, but she didn't dare to say a word. She could only silently raise her hand to block it with her fox fur.

The two-winged snow lion finished shaking off the ice beads on its body and lay down obediently. Its two big wings covered its body and its two big eyes stared at Feng Qing.

Feng Qing was stared at so hard that she moved back silently.

This spirit beast is obviously intelligent, and seems to be very curious about her, just like a cat teasing a mouse. She doesn't want to be used as a toy by the spirit beast.

The man in white came out at this time, silently picked up the spirit beast on the ground, skinned it and rubbed it with snow before taking it into the ice cave.

After a while, the aroma of broth wafted out.

In this icy and snowy place, it's not just ordinary people who can make a fire, Feng Qing can't do it.

Since entering the ice field, Fengqing has been living on wine and dry food. Now that she smells the fragrance of the broth, Fengqing suddenly feels hungry and thirsty. You must know that she is a person who has a strong desire for words, and she does not let it go.

She knew she could endure it, but now that she knew there was hot soup next door, how could she endure it?

Feng Qing wrapped her fire fox fur tightly outside the cave, feeling the howling wind in her ears making her head hurt.

Glancing at the sleepy, winged snow lion again, Feng Qing boldly stood up. The moment she saw the snow lion raised his eyelids to look at her, he got into the ice cave.

Seeing this, the snow lion raised its huge head and climbed up. Feng Qing was so frightened that she took two steps back.

"Xiao Xue."

A hoarse voice came out of the cave. The two-winged snow lion looked into the cave suspiciously and then lay down obediently.

Snow?!

Ahem.

Feng Qing was a little surprised that this huge snow lion had such a cute name.

Then he turned around and faced the white-haired man with some embarrassment, who was drinking soup from a stone bowl.

Fengqing was too embarrassed to ask for the soup, so she had to turn a corner.

"Well, can I borrow your fire? I also want to cook some soup. You know, I can't make a fire here."

The white-haired man raised his eyes and looked at Feng Qing. Feng Qing clearly felt that his eyes stayed on her eyebrows for a while longer.

"Don't worry, I won't use your fire in vain." Feng Qing quickly sat on the ground and took out a bunch of spiritual peaches and amethyst Buddha fruits. "This, you seem to have been here for a long time, you must rarely be able to use it."

Eat fresh fruits, these fruits will be my reward for lending you fire."

Feng Qing saw the white-haired man's expression change, and he looked at the pile of fruits on the ground with a complicated expression.

Just when Fengqing thought that the white-haired man was greedy for fresh fruits, the white-haired man put down the soup bowl and picked up an amethyst Buddha fruit.

"Don't worry, these are all fresh. If you like it, I still have it."

"Who are you?"

The white-haired man interrupted Feng Qing's words and asked the question again while holding the amethyst Buddha fruit.

It's just different from the first time. This time Feng Qing quickly saw extremely depressed emotions in the white-haired man's eyes.
To be continued...