At that time, the demon hadn't grown up yet.

The first snow of this winter has come.

When the door was opened early in the morning, the yard was covered with white, as if the whole world was covered by heavy snow.

The world covered in silver made Qiao Zhen feel better. He liked this kind of pure beauty.

After a while, Yan Jinlan also packed up, poking out a head from behind him.

"It's snowing!" He sighed, sounding unhappy.

Qiao Zhen found it strange that children should like snow. He remembered that every time it snowed, his usually quiet brother would always become extra lively, dragging him to play snowball fights in the yard together. .

Yan Jinlan didn't wait for him to ask, and said to herself, "I don't like snow. Every winter, I lie alone in the cold bed, and I often can't sleep. It's not like now, and there is charcoal. keep warm."

He changed the topic, and suddenly laughed again, "But it's getting better now, not only you will hug me every night to keep me warm, but also warm charcoal, in the future, I might like snowing!"

Qiao Zhen's mood became heavy again because of these words.

A moment later, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and he dragged Yan Jinlan into the yard involuntarily.

"Why wait until later, I can make you fall in love with this snow now."

He rolled a snowball, put it in Yan Jinlan's hands, and asked with a smile, "Do you know what a snowball fight is?"

Yan Jinlan has lived in this Lanyuan since he was a child. He has no friends, let alone relatives. Of course, he doesn't know what a snowball fight is. He stared at the shiny snowball in his hand and shook his head at Qiao Zhen.

Qiao Zhen chuckled, and before Yan Jinlan could react, she quickly rolled a snowball and threw it at Yan Jinlan's body. The snowflakes splashed instantly, and some of them landed on the little guy's eyelashes, which were extraordinarily crystal clear .

"This is a snowball fight, do you understand?"

In the past few days, Yan Jinlan has practiced sword every day, and he has never lost a moment. It is time to relax.

The two of them were arguing, and the time passed in the blink of an eye. At noon, Wuji came over again. He ran so frequently recently that he was completely reduced to a meal delivery worker.

When Yan Jinlan was eating, Wuji pulled him aside.

"I found out what you asked me to inquire about. No one has ever been to the Valley of the Poison King."

Qiao Zhen no longer had any hope for this person, so she waved her hand, "Forget it, I'll find out by myself."

While eating, Yan Jinlan looked at them, with a keen mind, she had some thoughts again.

After Qiao Zhen sat down on the table again, he saw that the little guy was sullen, and he quickly asked, "What's the matter? I just left for a while, and you're upset?"

As the little guy grows up and enters puberty, his mind will become more sensitive and fragile.

"Tell me about it, will you?"

Wuji was eating breakfast, when he heard this, he tentatively asked: "Could it be me?"

When Yan Jinlan heard this, she put down her chopsticks in displeasure.

Wuji suddenly raised his voice: "Hey, what's the reason? I bring you meals every day, and the young master still doesn't want to see me."

"Come on! If the young master doesn't want to see you, he won't let you go to the table at all. Hurry up and tell the truth. What did you do to make our little Jinlan unhappy?"

As soon as these words came out, Wuji immediately put down his face, and said bitterly: "Oh, how dare I!"

At this time, Yan Jinlan couldn't hold back her words: "I don't like you guys whispering behind my back."

Then, seeing Qiao Zhen looking over, he added another sentence: "Only I can whisper to you."

Wuji burst out laughing, "Young Master Ganqing is angry because of this. Don't worry, Young Master, I will never do it again in the future."

Only then did Yan Jinlan feel a little satisfied.

In the afternoon, when Yan Jinlan was left alone to read, Qiao Zhen went out. He decided to look around to find out something.

Those disciples seemed to have gone on missions, and the entire magic palace became quieter. Qiao Zhen walked and thought about where to start first.

It stands to reason that he must turn the entire magic palace upside down. Taking advantage of the lack of people now, he can first turn over the rooms in charge.

With a plan in mind, Qiao Zhen started to act. He chose the shortest route and walked towards the rockery.

It was very cold, and the snow on the ground had not yet melted, and there was a shiny layer.

When he walked to the front of the rockery, Qiao Zhen suddenly found a set of footprints, which immediately attracted Qiao Zhen's attention. As a low-level disciple, if someone caught him walking around in the magic palace, he would definitely be caught. After cross-examination, Qiao Zhen has always been very careful.

This time, he absolutely cannot be found.

Just as he was about to go around, he heard a faint cry for help from inside the rockery. To Qiao Zhen, the voice was still a little immature, and it was not the voice of an adult at all.

How can there be a half-grown child in the magic palace, it can only be Yan Tiancheng's son.

Yan Tiancheng has many heirs, but he himself is cruel, merciless and ungrateful. When his son is born, he doesn't care much. Yan Jinlan is a special case, because his blood is useful to Yan Tiancheng.

Inside this rockery, maybe another child who is suffering.

Qiao Zhen couldn't help but soften his heart when he remembered the injuries all over his body when he first met Yan Jinlan. He gritted his teeth and strode towards the entrance of the rockery.

As soon as he stepped into the cave, he saw a book on the snow, and he picked it up without thinking too much.

In the next second, he saw clearly the big characters on the front of the book, and he was stunned. Not long after, a burst of ecstasy swept through his heart.

What does it mean to walk through the iron shoes and find nowhere to find it? It takes no effort to get it, and now this is it.In order to find this cheat book, he turned over the entire Poison King Valley several times, but still failed. Unexpectedly, he wanted to do something good for the first time, and this book came to him by itself.

Qiao Zhen looked around, then quickly put the book into her arms, and then walked into the rockery.

A half-grown child in black leaned against the stone wall, his face covered with dust.

It was as if she had been abused by someone, the thin layer of clothes was torn, and the cold wind was pouring into it, Qiao Zhen felt cold just looking at it, let alone such a frail child .

When the child who was calling for help saw him coming in, he shrank into a ball and looked at him warily.

After a long time, the child managed to squeeze out a sentence: "That book is mine, return it to me!"

Qiao Zhen looked at his deliberately fierce look, and was amused: "What if I don't return it to you?"

The little guy puffed his cheeks, and it didn't take long for him to compromise.

"If you don't return it, don't return it. I can't learn it anyway. But, you took my book, can you find me something to eat? I'm hungry."

Qiao Zhen's heart softened immediately.

"If you want something to eat, no problem, come with me! It's too cold here, you won't starve to death, but you will freeze to death."

He stretched out his hand towards the child. The child hesitated for a long time before slowly holding his hand, but the moment he stood up, he passed out directly.