I ran with the ball after being pregnant with the male lead's cub

Even in the winter of heavy snow for several months, tonight is rare and clear.

At this time, the night sky is full of stars, and the bright Milky Way seems to be at your fingertips.

The Kunlun Mountains are extremely high-lying and covered with ice and snow all year round.Even though there was no snow tonight, the wind in Kunlun Mountains was still biting and biting, making Wei Lin's clothes flutter and rattling.

Behind him was a handsome young man with a pair of almond eyes that were much larger than ordinary people.

The young man's long curly hair was tied casually and he leaned on one shoulder, with his big innocent eyes open, he put his hand on his shoulder, and said in an extremely dissatisfied tone: "It's only a short distance from West Sea to Kunlun Mountain. I only need to wave my wings a few times to get there, but you don't want me to turn into a bird and take you here."

I don't know if he was locked up for too long. After he came out from the bottom of the West Sea, Kunpeng's mouth never stopped.

Wei Lin's head was buzzing from the noise, and he was often told to shut up in the past two days, but Kunpeng just couldn't keep his mouth shut, and he started to be quiet again after a while.

Wei Lin held his forehead with a headache, he said helplessly: "I'm not in a hurry, so I don't need it."

Kunpeng snorted coldly when he heard the words: "I have never been a mount for anyone. If it weren't for your closeness to me, I would have condescended and condescended once in a while. You are not grateful, but you still despise me."

Wei Wei came to a conclusion arbitrarily: "You little snake is so lovable."

Wei Lin explained angrily: "If you become a prototype, I'm afraid that within a quarter of an hour, the catastrophe will come. I don't want you to fly all the way with me, and be chased and hacked by lightning."

His original intention was to sneak into the Kunlun Mountains quietly, otherwise he would have chosen to go around the edge of the Kunlun Mountains in the middle of the night.

If Tian Jie were to chase him all the way, wouldn't such a huge momentum be equivalent to announcing to the whole world that Wei Lin not only didn't die due to madness, but was still alive and well?

Wei Lin doubted whether his decision to release Kunpeng so early was right or wrong.

Kunpeng didn't know what was going on in his mind, and when he heard his words, he stiffened his neck and sighed: "The prehistoric creatures were so glorious back then, those weak and incompetent human races worshiped us as gods. Now it is the human race that is flourishing, And the prehistoric creatures linger like rats crossing the street, and even transforming into a real body in this world of cultivating immortals will bring disaster."

He seemed to be remembering something, his expression was extremely depressed, but his mouth didn't stop.

"I think back in the ancient heaven..."

Seeing that he was about to recall the past endlessly, Wei Lin took a deep breath, bit his teeth and interrupted: "Shut up, hurry up."

Kunpeng knew that he didn't like other people's nagging, so he covered his mouth embarrassingly, expressing that he was quiet.

At the foot of the main peak of the Kunlun Mountains, monks who were moved by the wind gathered here.In the usually barren and inhabited place, a bustling market was temporarily built in the hands of these monks who were bored waiting for the ancient secret realm to open.

Cultivators don't have to sleep like ordinary people. When Wei Lin and Kunpeng stepped into the market, the lights were still brightly lit, and the sound of trading and hawking was endless.

Before going mad, Wei Lin wore a bronze ghost mask every time he appeared in front of people. Except Duan Xi and Tianmen who knew his identity, no one could recognize him as the owner of Guigu Valley.

He could show his true face unscrupulously, but Duan Xi and Chu Jingyun were also in the Kunlun Mountains, and he didn't want to expose his identity prematurely, so he decided to continue wearing the mask.

The bronze ghost mask he used to use had been destroyed by the fire, and the one Duan Xi bought for him before would be recognized again. Wei Lin turned around and asked Kunpeng, "Do you have a mask?"

Kunpeng scratched his head in confusion: "What do you want a mask for?"

Wei Lin said: "There are many enemies, so it is easy to be recognized."

"Oh." Kunpeng nodded knowingly, then buried his head in his clothes for a while, and took out a white smiley mask for him.

His face was tangled and hesitant, as if he was reluctant to give it up.

Wei Lin thought that the mask might have a different meaning, and was about to say forget it, when he saw Kunpeng gritted his teeth and handed the mask to him, saying with a painful face: "I just have this mask, I can lend it to you first, But remember to return it to me when you’re done using it.”

Wei Lin was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "I'll buy a new one later and return it to you."

Kunpeng was relieved after receiving the guarantee, but he still didn't forget to remind him: "Don't bump into it, let alone break it, you must remember it."

Wei Lin said yes, while putting on the mask.

The two walked into the market side by side. Their clothes were extremely ordinary. Although Wei Lin wore a mask, there were many people in more outlandish clothes than him, and they didn't attract any attention at all.

This was exactly what Wei Lin wanted.

Earlier, he had agreed to return the mask to Kunpeng when he bought a new one. Wei Lin took Kunpeng to look for it from stall to stall. After walking more than a dozen places, he finally saw a magic weapon in the shape of a mask.

The stall owner didn't seem to be keen on trading with other monks, as if he just wanted to set up a stall here, Wei Lin and the two stood in front of his stall, he supported his head with his hands, and dozed off with his head down.

Wei Lin felt that the stall owner looked familiar, and had a vague guess in his heart, but he was not sure.He looked at the stall owner calmly, and asked, "How do you sell this magic mask, friend Daoist?"

The stall owner was awakened with a start, his eyes were dazed and lifeless, and he was in a daze for a while before he digested the meaning of Wei Lin's words.He stretched out three fingers and made a gesture: "Three hundred can be a low-grade spirit stone, and the price is not for sale."

Wei Lin smiled: "I want it."

He directly threw a high-grade spirit stone to the stall owner, and one high-grade spirit stone was worth a thousand low-grade spirit stones.

The stall owner looked at the spirit stone in his hand in astonishment, and then at Wei Lin. He probably had never seen such a generous monk.

He hurriedly put away the spirit stone, as if afraid of Wei Lin's repentance, he quickly brought the magic mask mask in front of Wei Lin, and said respectfully: "This is yours, fellow Taoist, please keep it well."

Wei Lin took off the smiling face mask on his face and returned it to Kunpeng, looked at the stall owner's changed face meaningfully, and slowly put on the mask handed over by the stall owner.

The stall owner pursed his lips, looking hesitant to speak.

Kunpeng didn't know the undercurrent between the two, he urged: "I'm tired after driving for a few days, I'd better find a place to rest earlier."

Wei Lin withdrew his gaze, nodded and said, "Okay."

The two left the stall, and the stall owner watched them gradually disappear into the crowd, quickly packed up the stall, and followed quietly.

On the other end, the corners of Wei Lin's mouth under the mask slowly raised

Kunpeng has been sealed for thousands of years, and the outside world has changed drastically. He looked around curiously, and gradually felt sad in his heart.

There are too many monks in Kunlun Mountains, and the inns that can stay are basically full of customers. Wei Lin had no choice but to leave the market with Kunpeng, planning to release his magic weapon outside and stay overnight.

As soon as the two walked out of the inn, they bumped into Duan Xi with a gloomy face and Chu Jingyun with the same serious eyes.

Wei Lin glanced at the two of them calmly, and pulled Kunpeng aside.

Duan Xi didn't recognize him, and passed him by, but Chu Jingyun glanced at him, and then looked away very naturally.

This is the first time that Wei Lin has been ignored by Duan Xi in the past six months. Even though he knows that Duan Xi doesn't recognize him, he still can't tell whether he is depressed or angry.

Kunpeng seemed to have noticed something strange, turned his head and asked him: "Little snake, does that half-blood Suzaku just now have any relationship with you?"

Wei Lin said indifferently: "No, I don't know him well."

"Really?" Kunpeng didn't believe it.

Wei Lin looked up at the sky, and when it was almost midnight, he changed the subject and said, "Instead of being curious, let's quickly find a place to stay."

Kunpeng scratched his head, feeling that he was not in a good mood, so he stopped mentioning it.

The two squeezed into the crowd again, and Duan Xi, who had already entered the inn, came out at some unknown time and stood at the door of the inn with his fists clenched tightly, staring heavily at the direction the two were going away

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