The beauty of fast time travel and the tragic villain

Chapter 13 Raiding the Demon Sect Leader (13)

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, carried Jian An Ning on his back, and spent two days and one night, from the foot of the mountain where the poisonous spider pavilion was located, through various villages and towns, over mountains and mountains, and only rested for one night in the middle.

Two days and one night later, in the early morning, Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, finally brought Jian Anning, the daughter of the leader of the martial arts, to the foot of the snow-capped mountain.

Today is the last day, and there are still twelve hours left. If within twelve hours, the thousand-year-old snow lotus on the cliffs at the top of the snow mountain cannot be found, Jian Anning will die and die.

Finally came to the foot of the snow mountain.

There are only twelve hours left in the time, Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, wants Jian Anning, the daughter of the martial arts leader, to find the Millennium Snow Lotus within twelve hours.

After resting at the foot of the mountain for half an hour, and replenishing dry food and water, the leader of the Demon Cult, Shen Qiye, carried Jian Anning on his back, and went all the way to the top of the mountain.

The scenery on the top of the snow-capped mountain is very beautiful. Looking down, the whole land is covered with snow, covered with silver, and a vast expanse of whiteness. The spring is still warm at the foot of the mountain, and the new leaves on the branches are blooming. But the top of the mountain is obviously a A very different picture.

When you reach the top of the snow-capped mountain, look down and you will see the cliff.

It can be seen that a thousand-year-old blood lotus grows on the cliff.

It is indeed a blood lotus, with eight blood-red petals, which look very different from ordinary lotus flowers.

……

On top of snow mountain.

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, put Jian Anning on his back. He held her hand and used his own hand as a hand warmer to warm Jian Anning's cold hands.

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Devil's Cult, is a martial arts practitioner. He has practiced inner strength and mental skills, so he is not afraid of the cold. His big hands are very warm.

But Jian An Ning is different. Although she is the daughter of the leader of the martial arts alliance, her martial arts skills are half-baked. To be precise, she is not even half-baked.

The trip to the snow mountain was in a hurry. After all, I was anxious to find a thousand-year-old blood lotus to treat her illness, so I didn't bring enough clothes. It was fine at the foot of the snow mountain and halfway up the mountain, but at the top of the mountain, the temperature was a few degrees below zero. , It was really cold, Jian Anning's little hands and her little face were all red from the cold.

Jian Anning's hand was held by Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult. She felt the warmth from his broad palm, which was very warm. There was such a man holding her cold little hand tightly in the ice and snow. She was inexplicably feel at ease.

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, held Jian Anning's cold little hands tightly with his big hands, and covered them for a few minutes. Soon, her slightly red, cold little hands became much warmer.

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, draped the black robe carved with dragons and phoenixes on Jian Anning's thin body.

After putting on his clothes, Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, held Jian An Ning's flushed face with his own hands. He used his warm palms to warm Jian An Ning's little face.

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, has never felt that men and women are incompatible with each other, but Jian Anning's face was covered for a long time, but her face was not cold anymore, but why did it seem to become redder?
Jian Anning, she actually was, blushed.

Jian Anning, as a young woman in the 21st century, although she is a female romance writer at the beginning, she has been engaged in the writing industry for seven years. During these seven years, what kind of lingering love stories has she not written?What kind of love story has she not written?What kind of excellent man has she not created as a creator?

but.

But, Jian Anning, she has never been in contact with a man, let alone touched her face by a man.

Therefore, Jian Anning's face turned red all of a sudden.

At the beginning, Jian Anning's face was not too red, but as time passed, the coldness on her face was no longer there, but her face was still red.

This is very suspicious.

But Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, this man who has been determined to unify the Demon Cult first and then the martial arts since he was a child, and who only thinks about revenge, has never had any contact with a woman.

Therefore, Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, held Jian Anning's small face with a pair of warm hands, and felt that the temperature from Jian Anning's cheeks was no longer cold, but became warmer, but her face was still flushed red, even Yu is redder than before.

At this time, Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult who doesn't understand the relationship between men and women, said very frankly: "Jian Anning, is there a disease in your body? Why are you blushing so much?"

At this time, ten thousand muddy horses galloped past Jian Anning's heart, and a few invisible black lines appeared on her forehead.

It's a pity to be so incomprehensible, with a face that can fascinate thousands of young girls.

Jian Anning slandered in her heart, but still maintained an unshakable and charming smile on her face.

You must hold back, you must hold back, I am here to attack him, and I must not be angry with him, let alone show anger.

Jian Anning tried her best to maintain a blunt smile, she said to Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, "Yes, yes, this is how I got sick, hurry up and find the medicine for me."

"Well, you wait here, I will come back as soon as I go, and I will definitely cure your illness."

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, said to Jian Anning, his words were full of certainty.

"Well, I believe you."

Jian Anning nodded, and after she finished speaking, she curled her red lips and smiled at him. When she smiled, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, which was very pretty.

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, tied a rope around his waist. The other end of the rope was tied to the trunk of a big tree on the top of the snow-capped mountain. It was wound several times, and then tied tightly.

After getting ready, Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, descended from the cliff of the snow-capped mountain with light work. It only took a few minutes to pick the only thousand-year-old blood lotus blooming on the cliff, and then he used Qinggong flew to the top of the snow mountain.

"The Millennium Blood Lotus has been found."

"Eat it."

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, stuffed a freshly picked thousand-year-old blood lotus into Jian Anning's mouth as he spoke.

"But I heard from my father that the thousand-year-old blood lotus must be mixed with other medicinal materials, boiled on high heat for two hours, and then taken into a medicinal soup before it can be effective."

Jian Anning pursed her lips, refusing to eat the thousand-year-old blood lotus.

"That's right, the doctor I called to see you before seemed to have said the same thing, how could I have forgotten this?"

Shen Qiye, the leader of the Demon Cult, suddenly realized that when they came, they had prepared a portion of the rest of the medicine, but he didn't think about it for a while.

"Well, now, it's getting late, even if we rush down the mountain, we can't find a place to stay overnight. We have to go a long way to find an inn at the foot of the mountain."

"So, let's decoct the medicine here now."

(End of this chapter)