Retired shadow guard's guide to raising cubs

Mu Jinnian, who was sitting in a shelter from the wind and almost merged with the snow-colored hills behind him, suddenly opened his eyes, stood up with force on his feet, and looked at an unknown place through the heavy wind and snow.

In that direction, Mo Ran's breath, which had been connected with his mind, suddenly became extremely unstable, fluctuating from strength to strength.

Just for a while while he was looking into the distance, the once vast and unfathomable feeling from Moran almost faded rapidly in a few breaths, and became almost undetectable.

Something happened to Moran.

This thought flashed through his mind instantly, and Mu Jinnian didn't dare to stay any longer, and without hesitation stepped into the place where he had stopped before.

It is not for nothing that the place of the extreme north has a bad reputation.

As time passed, the spiritual power in Mu Jinnian's body was continuously consumed and injected into the spiritual power shield to resist the blowing wind and the increasingly severe drop in temperature.

In front of such a mighty power as the polar region, his cultivation of the tenth level of Qi Refining seems like a joke.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Jinnian staggered two steps, missed his foot, fell to the ground defenselessly, and gnawed a mouthful of snow.

I hate winter, and I hate snow even more. Mu Jinnian gritted his teeth and got up, ignoring the embarrassment all over his body.

He shivered and shivered, put his hands into his arms, trying to warm himself up, and regretted for the umpteenth time that when he left the village early in the morning, he didn't bring the hat and scarf that Mo Ran ordered Wang Erpang to prepare for him .

Because ugly.

Now Mu Jinnian knew that being ugly or not, life didn't matter.

Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.

As he moved forward, the speed of the wind blowing on his body increased, and the wind strengthened. It seemed that he had reached an outlet.

In order to save some spiritual power, Mu Jinnian had to cling to the edge, walking hard with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

In addition to the weird sound of the wind, it is still a weird sound of the wind.

The wind and snow blurred his vision and his perception of time.

How long has he been gone?A quarter of an hour?half an hour?Still a day?

Mo Ran once said that the sky in the extreme north is different from other places. The sun and the moon go through several rounds in ordinary places, and only change here.

While Mu Jinnian was thinking about it, looking for some fun for himself, he kept his head on the road.

After an unknown period of time, his spiritual power gradually bottomed out, and he was still lingering in the wind.

If this goes on like this, when his spiritual power is completely exhausted, the only thing waiting for him is death.Just retreat here, take it slowly, maybe you can save a life.

Go back, go any further, and you'll die...

Yes, go back, stay in the village as Mo Ran said, and wait for him to come back with peace of mind...

Go back, go back, you don't have to suffer from the cold anymore, you have a house to keep out the wind, and you have porridge to warm your stomach...

Moran is so strong, how could something happen?Back off, he won't blame you...

It seemed that the ravings from the bottom of my heart became stronger and stronger one after another, floating in Mu Jinnian's gradually drowsy mind.

But what if he is really in danger?What if he was waiting for me to save him? !

Even if there are tens of thousands of reasons to retreat, as long as this is enough, the young man will not look back after breaking through the south wall.

Biting his tongue, Mu Jinnian took advantage of the pain to wake up again.The skin has lost feeling, no longer trembling, he shook his head, let go of the restriction completely, absorbed the aura of heaven and earth to the maximum, converted it into spiritual power through kung fu, and then used it to keep the protective spirit shield immortal.

This method was effective immediately, and the swaying shield like a candle in the wind immediately shimmered and stabilized again.

Mu Jinnian was overjoyed, and didn't dare to stop for a while.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.He already knew this truth.

The current Mu Jinnian is all supported by one breath, and he forcibly absorbs the aura that exceeds the limit regardless of the swelling and pain of his meridians. If he does not find the person he is looking for and takes him out before the breath is exhausted, once he stops, then All the hard work will be in vain!

However, the land of the extreme north is really too big.

Mo Ran's breath seemed to be far away in the sky, and Ren Mu Jinnian couldn't reach it no matter how he walked.

Gradually, the spiritual power became less and less, and the cold air penetrated into the shield, eroding the body continuously, and the exposed cheeks were frozen and frostbitten, so cold that they could not even make an expression, and the moving feet were frozen alive Pain, then slowly lose consciousness...

On the vast white ice field, there are flying snow all the year round. They fall tirelessly, hiding everything on the frozen ground under the white snow.

Now, on the polar region where no one has been intruded for many years, the young man with black hair and single clothes took one step after another, walking hard but firmly, leaving his footprints on this vast land, which were erased one by one by snowflakes.

so hot...

It was obvious that the heat was losing rapidly, and his body was so cold that he completely lost consciousness, but Mu Jinnian stretched out his hand to untie the tight neckline, ripped off his outer shirt, and tore off the white inner garment, revealing his snow-like chest.

It's still hot... By the way, I'm looking for Moran, I'm looking for Moran, Moran, Moran...

Soft footsteps landed on the half-covered snow, and the body lost its center of gravity and fell to the ground. The cold and temperatureless snow touched the young man's body, and it was depressed, but there was no trace of melting.

hot... ink dyed...

After fluttering a few times without standing up, Mu Jinnian's eyelids were half-drowned, and his vision passed through a blurred slit, looking at the front blankly.

Why, why, can't stand up?

In the field of vision, there seemed to be a tall black figure waving to him from afar.

Is it ink dyed?

Haha, I found you!

Mu Jinnian cheered up, mobilized his spiritual power to stand up, ran two brisk steps forward, and stretched out his hand to Mo Ran with a smile...

Falling on the ground on the unknown young man, the fluctuation of spiritual power gradually became silent, approaching to nothing.

Another fresh life that was taken away by wind and frost.

The flying snow all over the sky watched all this coldly and silently, they brushed the boy's reddened cheeks with extreme gentleness, and swirled and fell on his fluttering eyelashes...

No!You are not Moran!Don't try to lie to me! !

Suddenly, manic spiritual power surged up, mixed with the pure and rich spiritual energy of the extreme north, enveloping the youth group.

Mu Jinnian sat up and sat cross-legged on the ground with five hearts facing the sky, absorbing this sudden force.

It wasn't until his spiritual power was recharged that he realized that the location of Moran pointed by the concentric knot was only a few hundred feet away from him.

Mu Jinnian stood up straight, checked his direction, and started running again.

The spiritual power circulated in his body, attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to surround him and fly all the way, like an arm commanding him.

It turns out that this is the foundation!

If it is said that in the Qi refining period, he can only convert the aura of heaven and earth into spiritual power to use for himself, then after he breaks through to the establishment of the foundation, he can be like Mo Ran, using the aura as a guide, directly arousing a trace of aura of heaven and earth, and making the best use of it.

The difference is worlds apart.

Unfortunately, now is not the time to explore these.

Mu Jinnian tapped his toes lightly on the snow surface, and his body leaped lightly, with a few ups and downs, he had crossed the wind that almost killed him.

Further forward, there is another snowfield.

With the blessing of heaven and earth spiritual energy, Mu Jinnian barely expended much effort to cross the gap that once seemed to be punished by heaven.

When he arrived at the place, Mu Jinnian searched around looking for the concentric knot, only to find a corner of his clothes that was half hidden under the snow.

Ink dye!

Mu Jinnian's heart tightened, his mind was as empty as this snowfield, with nothing but cold wind and ice and snow.

The joy of finding someone was extinguished before it had time to burst out, as if the body had produced its own will, and rushed over with Mu Jinnian, who was like a burden and did not respond at all, ignoring the cold, using his hand as a shovel, looking for this piece of land. The corner of the clothes quickly dug down.

Not long after digging, a familiar face came into Mu Jinnian's sight.

It's really ink dyed!

Only half relieved, he hurriedly went to check Mo Ran's breath.

As soon as he stretched out his hand a little, Mu Jinnian dared to draw back his hand when he saw the snow on his hand, wiped it casually on his clothes, and mobilized his spiritual power to warm his hand a little, before carefully touching Mo Ran's skin. Before the nose, hold your breath and listen quietly.

The shallow but continuous breath hit Mu Jinnian's hand, causing the boy's heart to tremble and slowly fall back into his chest.

Mo Ran is not dead.

He was limp on the ground, unable to support his body with his arms, so he simply lay down on his back, gasping for breath, his heart full of ecstasy for the rest of his life.

This person is all right, really, really good!

After the ecstasy, Mu Jinnian remembered that Mo Ran's body was still buried in the snow.

He pinched himself severely, regained the strength of his hands and feet, pressed down the corner of his mouth that was about to stumble to the sky, and urged his spiritual power to brush the snow that fell on Mo Ran's body.

He is also stupid, just now he actually planed with his hands, obviously it is more convenient to use spiritual power.

Mu Jinnian propped up the body shield to cover Mo Ran, then carefully lifted him up, half-embracing him in his arms, wiping off the stains on Mo Ran's face bit by bit with his warm hands, his fingertips seemed to be inadvertently Caressing his tightly frowned brows gently, kept whispering: "Mo Ran? Mo Ran, wake up, Mo Ran?"

No response.

When he dug Mo Ran out just now, he had already checked roughly, and there was no wound or bleeding on Mo Ran's body.

Could it be an internal injury?

Mu Jinnian held the vein gate between Mo Ran's wrists with one hand, trying to use some spiritual energy to go over and investigate the injury.

But the difference in cultivation between the two is too great, even if Mo Ran is in a coma, the young man can't handle it with only the spiritual power of instinct to protect the body.

Mu Jinnian's spiritual power was bounced back, and the bad situation dissipated the surging joy in his heart.

This is not a place to stay for a long time, let's take Moran out of the extreme north first.

He made up his mind, took Mo Ran's hanging arm with one hand, and wanted to carry him on his back to facilitate his journey.

"...Jin...Year...?"

There was a weak voice that rang out in a low voice, mixed with the howling wind, and was blown away almost at the moment of the exit, making it unrealistic, but it made Mu Jinnian stop all movements, and more carefully protect Mo Ran's body. In the arms: "Moran, are you awake?"

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Mu Jinnian failed to break through in time and was frozen to death in the extreme north.

Mo Ran woke up from a coma, only to find the boy's body.He silently picked up the boy and led him back to Xiaoshanbao.

A few days later, Mo Ran buried the young man, sent Qiubai Xiaoyan and A Ming away, took Mo Yuan, regardless of the obstruction of his friend Zhang Yi, killed the head of the Mu family for nine days, and then disappeared.

End……