Even if we meet, we should not know [new version]

In the frozen forest wasteland, spiritual energy is thin, and monks entering this place cannot use spiritual energy.At this time, the three of them were moving forward so quickly, it would be no problem if they were able to use their spiritual power, but now the three of them are only as strong as ordinary people.Not long after, Kuishan, who was walking in the forefront, began to gasp for breath.

As night fell, the temperature plummeted, and when Kuishan breathed, a large cloud of water mist condensed into ice in front of him.

In the middle of the night, countless monk-like creatures like the monk who had vomited blood and died just now were hiding. Hearing the voices of the three of them, they approached rustlingly.

Kui Shan didn't dare to slack off, and led Qian Lin and the others to avoid it by taking a long way. It took twice as much effort to reach the foothold of Zhengyang Xianzong.

The destination of the three of them was an airtight pavilion.The towering pavilion is built on the tree trunk and is made of countless wooden strips.It looks simple, but there are complicated and sophisticated restrictions around it.

Kuishan took a deep breath and squatted on a thick tree root closest to the pavilion.

The next moment, there was the sound of wind passing by Kuishan's ears, and Qianqing and Lin Zichu also jumped up.

Kui Shan looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but secretly admire them.

Other monks, who just came to the frozen forest wasteland, probably couldn't immediately adapt to the thin spiritual energy here.

The so-called transition from frugality to extravagance is easy, but from extravagance to frugality is difficult.

Once a monk realized the benefits of using spiritual energy, it would be very uncomfortable for him to return to a mortal body.

Even though Kuishan had been in the frozen forest wasteland for so long, he was out of breath after the journey.

However, Qian Qing and Lin Zichu didn't seem to respond, it was enough to see that their physique and adaptability were beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Kuishan briefly thought about some irrelevant things, and soon came back to his senses. He raised his hand forward and said, "The pavilion in front is one of the footholds of Zhengyang Xianzong. Follow me closely, don't get lost."

After Qian Lin nodded, Kui Shan leaned over and rushed down, jumping to the ground.

The temperature in the frozen forest wasteland at night was extremely low. At this time, many tiny ice crystals formed on the ground, and when they stepped on them, they made a crackling sound.

This voice was very clear in the silent wasteland.

The wind blows through the trees, and the leaves make a sound like waves.

Kuishan's face was tense, obviously very nervous, but he did not shake his fingers, and laid a dozen ink-colored restraints in the air.

This forbidden color is thicker than the night, slowly drifting in mid-air, changing positions as Kuishan moved, forming more than a hundred completely different array eye symbols.

The spiritual power of the Frozen Forest Wasteland is frozen, and only by using such an ancient array to restrain it, the pavilion on the tree in front of him can be activated without using spiritual power.

After Kuishan put the restraint in his hand in the correct position, four or five wooden steps gradually appeared on the originally smooth tree body, as if to guide several people into the pavilion.

Seeing the steps, Kuishan breathed a sigh of relief.But he still didn't dare to relax. It wasn't until the three of them entered the pavilion, closed the wooden door, and lit the candles that Kuishan freed his hand to wipe the fine beads of sweat from his forehead.

Seeing this, Qian Qing smiled and said, "Brother Kui, the water dripping outside turns into ice, but it doesn't seem to affect you at all."

Kuishan has a good impression of Qianqing, he didn't dare to surpass Qianqing due to the honor of the son of Immortal Lord Qianqing.But seeing Qianqing being so cheerful now, she also smiled and said, "I'm used to it. It's just nightfall, and the temperature can't be considered that low. It will be really bitterly cold at midnight. At that time, monks and human beings are not allowed to go out for half a step, otherwise It will be severely frostbitten. Only cold-resistant beasts can go out to look for food."

After finishing speaking, Kuishan flushed the teapot and poured hot tea for Qianqing and Lin Zichu respectively.

He said: "The two of you have just arrived in the frozen forest wasteland, and some things are not clear. It's getting late, I only want to say two things."

Kuishan said: "The first thing is about the monk you just saw. Once you see a monk or a human being bleeding from seven orifices, with dull eyes and pale complexion, don't approach easily. The second thing is that you have arrived. Don't go out at night."

Qian Qing said: "These two things are easy to understand, but why?"

Kui Shan said: "It's more troublesome to explain. You two must have traveled a long distance to come here, and you must be tired. After drinking hot tea, you might as well rest here. I will explain it to you tomorrow."

Seeing the dark shadow under Kuishan's eyes, Qian Qing could only nod despite her curiosity.

Kuishan said: "It's very cold here after nightfall, we might as well sleep together so we can take care of it."

Qianqing was about to speak.

At this moment, Lin Zichu who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke, "No need."

Kuishan froze for a moment.

Lin Zichu said: "I will be with Qianqing, that's enough."

Qian Qing said: "I..."

Before he finished speaking, Amao, who had been squatting on Qianqing's shoulder, suddenly spit out a mouthful of sticky spider silk with a 'poof'.

The spider silk didn't pass through the mouthparts, it fell directly near Lin Zichu's wrist, tightly entwining his arm.

Amao lifted his powerful jaw upwards, and Lin Zichu took a few steps forward, sticking to Qianqing's side.

Lin Zichu grabbed Qianqing's wrist.

A pair of round eyes raised up to look at Qianqing.

Qian Qing was also startled, touched Amao on the shoulder, a little puzzled, but said in her mouth: "I won't bother Brother Kui."

Only then did Kuishan react.He laughed a couple of times, thinking to himself, Qianqing chose to be with Lin Zichu, and she knew that the two of them had a very good relationship.It's just that the relationship between the two of Qian Lin seems to be far beyond what I imagined.Judging from the strong feeling of possessiveness exuded by Lin Zichu, I am afraid it is not brotherhood.

But that has nothing to do with me.Kui Shan didn't think about it, he cupped his hands and said, "In that case, I'll sleep in the bedroom in the west wing. Call me if you need something."

After saying that, Kuishan left first.

The lights flickered, and there were only two of them left.

Lin Zichu still didn't let go.

After a while, Qianqing flicked her arm, brushing away the spider silk from Lin Zichu's wrist.

Over the years, Amao absorbed the rich aura of Zhengyang Xianzong. Although he didn't grow much in size, the spiritual power of his mouth parts increased surprisingly.Now, the spider silk spewed out from Amao's mouth, with the same level of cultivation, except for Qian Qing, the rest of the monks could not break free.

Even a monk with a cultivation level of Jindan or above must have corresponding means, and it takes a lot of effort to tear it apart.

After Qian Qing untied the Wanren spider thread for Lin Zichu, she calmly removed Lin Zichu's hand holding her wrist.

Qian Qing said: "Look at Brother Lin's hesitant expression, but do you have something to say to me alone?"

Lin Zichu looked down, but didn't speak.

Qian Qing didn't urge her, she walked towards the bedroom in the East Wing, without saying anything, Lin Zichu automatically followed.

When the two reached the bedroom, Qianqing waved her right hand.

Then I saw a transparent diaphragm covering the surroundings of the bedroom.

Thinking of something, Qianqing grabbed Amao from his shoulder and put it in his palm.

The ferocious spider with black bristles looked back at Lin Zichu with great interest.However, when it was caught by Qianqing, she was immediately unhappy, waving its body in the palm of its master, twisting and struggling.

"Don't move." Qian Qing frowned and scolded.

Although Amao was reluctant, he only made two 'squeaks', lying on Qianqing's palm, looking angrily, and did not move.

Qianqing closed her palms gently, gradually tightening them.

When she spread it out again, there was a black dot on Qianqing's palm.In the center of the dot, there is a scratch of a Wanren spider in the shape of Amao.

"It's time to go," Qian Qing said, "There are only you and me left here, you can tell me anything you have to say."

"I……"

Lin Zichu opened his mouth, and stopped after saying a word.

Qian Qing waited for a while, but did not hear Lin Zichu's words.

This Lin Zichu has a gentle temperament and doesn't often talk to others.Only when facing Qianqing, the words were a little more straightforward, with more words.

Sometimes when I look at Qianqing, the desire to communicate clearly shows in my eyes, but if I really let him say it, he has nothing to say.

Qian Qing had a violent temper, a little impatient, said: "Since brother Lin has nothing to say to me, then I will rest first."

After finishing speaking, Qianqing took off her shoes and socks, lay down on the bed, and closed her eyes.