Chapter 101 The Snowy Night in Twenty-Three Cities

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"No." The painting halberd smelled his face, then turned over and turned in, pulled the quilt, covered himself, and pretended to be a turtle - he didn't want to hear a word of this female monkey.

There was no movement behind him for a long time. He just breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to vent his mind to investigate, but the quilt was lifted. Yuan Fei came over the monkey's face and whispered, "I'll let Feng'er sleep with you later."

The halberd hesitated for a while, reached out to flatten the slightly wrinkled clothes, sat up, and repeatedly told himself in his heart that this was all caused by curiosity and absolutely had nothing to do with Feng'er...

"Where are you going?"

Yuan Fei proudly crossed his waist and said, "Come with me."

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The two hid in the darkness of the corridor on the third floor and covered their bodies with illusions. They remembered that this was the room of the three masters of the motorcade, and they didn't wait to ask what was going on.

At this time, there was a very light knock on the door from the bottom, followed by two weights and one light, and three footsteps came over - there was no need to spread out divine exploration to know that this must be the three masters of the convoy.

Yuan Fei made a boo gesture.

The halberd stared at the happily web-bound spider on his feet. Although he was also curious about the three mysterious people in the convoy, he came to peek at a few mortals when he had nothing to do. Isn't this a loss for the face of the practitioners?

Until the three heads in white men went upstairs in silence, without a word of conversation, and then buried their heads in the house.

"What are you looking at?"

"Wait."

I was extremely impatient and stood in the corridor of the black hole for half an hour, and the room next to me finally changed.

The old wooden door in the inn was opened with a creak. The old man, who had so many wrinkles that he almost drowned his facial features, carefully came out, looked left and right, then tucked his clothes, sneaked downstairs and went out of the inn.

At night, the twenty-three cities of the ape are particularly cold, the wind is as cold as a knife, and the snow is a little thicker.

The old man struggled to walk forward against the wind and snow. From time to time, he took out a cowhide bag from his arms and drank two mouthfuls of strong wine to warm himself.

Finally, he stopped in a wasteland in the north city and looked around. Seeing that there was no one, he took out a small shovel from his arms and tried to dig up this frozen soil that had been frozen for many years.

The old man was so powerful that he dug a small deep hole in this solid land in half an hour, and then took out something from his pocket and carefully put it into the pit.

Then fill the soil back, pour the spirits in the cowhide wine bag, and wait for the spirits to turn into solid ice in the cold wind like a knife, and the old man tightened his bag and walked tremblingly to the direction of the inn.

The halberd frowned and hid in the snowy night with less than two feet of visibility in the 23 cities of the ape. Listening to the surrounding roaring cold wind, he asked in a low voice, "Next?"

Yuan Fei touched his nose and said mysteriously, "Dig and have a look."

The halberd nodded and looked back at the old man's back covered by the wind, snow and night. He always felt a little familiar.

Carefully walked to the place where the old man buried things, there was no need to borrow tools at all. He easily dug up the place and picked out a yellow grass from it. The grass was frozen in the frozen spirits, like a frozen fish in the polar sea ice field, withered yellow and with teeth and claws.

The halberd crushes ice cubes. This withered yellow grass is magically resilient, but with only a little force, it can't help it at all.

The shadow of Hao Tuo grass can be clearly seen from the appearance of this grass, but how can Hao Tuo grass look like a withered yellow? Everyone knows that even if Haotuo grass is burned to ashes, it can't get old. But there is a very familiar atmosphere on the painting.

"This is not Haotuo grass, but glorious withered grass, and Haotuo grass has changed." Yuan Fei stabbed the painting halberd in a daze and continued, "Don't you have a strange skill? You can feel it with that skill."

The painting halberd was stunned. Knowing that the other party was talking about the power of 'heaven's way', he frowned and finally realized what the fluctuation on this grass bud was - this is the fluctuation of 'heaven'!

He lowered his head and kicked off the snow stuck to the upper of his shoes, meditated for a moment, and said coldly to Yuan Fei, "This further shows that you can't go to the Holy Mountain."

Yuan Fei raised his finger and shook it, with an unspeakable face.

"You don't know how to practice your strange skills, but I can tell you that someone on the Holy Mountain can do it, and the other party seems to lack a student."

Go to the Holy Mountain? No one cleaned up the mess of Ape City, not to mention that the thirteen pumice apes are there. Isn't it too stupid for us to go up?

Yuan Fei stretched out his hand to erase the big snowflakes that fell on his face and said, "I have a way to keep you alive."

The painting halberd shakes his head. If you don't believe it, you absolutely don't believe it. Even if there are great benefits on the Holy Mountain, he won't go. You can't joke about the matter of life and death. The burden he carries on him is too heavy and will never allow such an adventure.

And what did Yuan Fei take to save his life? What is the basis for keeping his life? Besides, even if it's okay, there is no need to go to the Holy Mountain for no reason to join in this fun.

The halberd bent down and patted off the broken snow on his calves. Without any hesitation, he turned his head and walked towards the inn. Looking at the heavy snow, he didn't know what would happen to the 23rd Ape City after a night of blizzard.

Stepping on the heavy snow and slowly moving towards the direction of the inn, his heart was extremely heavy. Although he did not believe Yuan Fei's words, how to cultivate the power of 'heavenly Tao' in his body has indeed been bothering him.

But at present, it's absolutely enough if you just try your best occasionally. Therefore, he is not very nervous. After his cultivation breaks through to the upper three realms and really stands in this world, it is not too late to slowly explore the cultivation method of 'Heavenly Tao'.

Fang dragged out a ten-foot-long trace in the snow behind him, and Yuan Fei's voice suddenly sounded.

"The guy who was hunted down by hundreds of people on the island turned out to be such a bitch."

The painting halberd was stunned without any hesitation. He instantly turned around and brushed the wind and snow and rushed to Yuan Fei - the fact that he was a demon star was known by others, and the consequences were unimaginable. Although it is not clear how Yuan Fei knew about this, the only thing he can do now is to kill people.

He rolled up the snow dust, like a ferocious snow dragon, rushed to Yuan Fei at high speed and was invincible.

This female monkey is not slow, but only the speed soared at the moment of the snow dragon attack, and she almost dodged it.

The halberd forgot the other party's "micro" state for a moment. Although he was slightly better in speed, it was undoubtedly extremely difficult to kill Yuan Fei in a short time.

But there was no time to think too much. His waist and abdomen were tight, and he suddenly popped up and attacked fiercely again...

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In the wasteland north of the 23 cities of the ape, the snow had already had no knees, and the two figures fought fiercely with the wind and snow all over the sky, but they did not make any sound.

In the fierce struggle, a pair of blood eyes hid in the snowy night and quietly looked at this place. The owner of the long blood eyes slowly walked out and shouted, " Stop!"