Jiang Yuxin made a face at Ye Feng mischievously and said with a smile: "Brother Ye, you are back. I have been thinking about you all day."
Lan Ling'er raised her hand and smiled mischievously: "Brother Ye, let me first clarify that I didn't throw the stone. It was Jiang Yuxin who threw it. It has nothing to do with me."
Jiang Yuxin glared at Lan Ling'er and said, "How can you be so timid when you play with poisonous scorpions all day? It's just throwing a stone. Are you afraid that he will eat you?"
Jiang Yixue then realized that Ye Feng was hugging her waist, and she was leaning on Ye Feng's warm and broad chest. The unique masculine scent on Ye Feng made her a little intoxicated.
She gently pushed Ye Feng away, her face blushing.
In fact, she had already felt Ye Feng's hand on her waist, but she deliberately looked at the carp in the lotus pond, pretending that she knew nothing.
She was a little nervous and excited, looking forward to Ye Feng's further actions, but everything was ruined by her sister.
Ye Feng turned his head and said, "Miss, please stop playing pranks. You are eighteen, not eight."
Jiang Yuxin pouted, looking like she was asking for an accusation: "Who told you to hug my sister? I saw your hands. Where were they? If you want to hug her, you need my permission."
Jiang Yixue's face turned even redder. She was really afraid that her sister would see through her intentions. She glared at her sister and said, "Why are you yelling? You are so old, but you are still acting like a crazy girl. Lan Ling'er is about the same age as you. She is much more stable."
Jiang Yuxin was sharp-tongued and retorted: "The big stone lion at the door is more stable. Can it be your sister?"
Knowing that Miss Jiang Yuxin's temper was out of control, Ye Feng said with a smile: "Aren't you going back to Beijing? If you provoke her, she will drive back by herself and leave you here."
Jiang Yuxin quickly showed a flattering smile: "Sister, although I threw the stone, it was Lan Ling'er's idea."
Lan Ling'er raised her hand with a slight frown: "If you dare to betray me, I will let Sanbao bite you."
Jiang Yuxin was not afraid of Ye Feng or her elder sister, but she was afraid of Sanbaoer. She was so scared that she ran to the east wing.
Watching the two of them running away playfully, Jiang Yixue's face once again showed tenderness and sweetness: "Then let's have a good drink today to see you off."
Holding Jiang Yixue's soft and delicate little hand: "I will be back soon, in just a few days."
"Are you going by plane?"
Ye Feng said with a playful smile: "Of course we are flying, but not taking a plane."
The cries of Xiaobai in the backyard gradually slowed down. Ye Feng curiously opened the Seven Star Formation barrier and saw Xiaobai lying on the ground with his four legs up in the air, gasping for breath with his tongue sticking out. It seemed that he was too tired to stand up.
The armored rhinoceros that was training with the opponent was leisurely nibbling the grass growing out of the square bricks, eating with relish.
Ye Feng laughed and stroked the little white head: "Is it fun?"
Xiaobai's eyes were full of helplessness, and he licked Ye Feng's hand: "Master, the dog is tired, the dog needs to rest."
"Seeing how tired you are, I'll ask Tiezhu to prepare some ribs for you tonight. How about this? Isn't this kind of dog life full of surprises?"
Xiaobai licked Ye Feng's hand, indicating that his master still had a conscience.
After putting the armored rhinoceros back into its horn, Ye Feng also placed a top-grade white jade crystal in the horn, so that the armored rhinoceros, whose demon essence had been absorbed by Hei Wuchang for decades, could be properly replenished.
After dinner, Ye Feng said goodbye to Jiang Yixiue and her sister, Lan Ling'er, and Chen Xinyi.
"I'm leaving now. Take care of yourselves. We'll see you in the capital in a few days."
Jiang Yixue asked in confusion: "You're leaving so soon? The visibility is poor at night. Is it convenient to drive?"
"In order to come back earlier, I went earlier. I flew, so I didn't have to worry about the visibility."
Jiang Yuxin pouted: "Wow, if you don't accompany us back to Beijing, won't it be boring on the way?"
"With Lan Ling'er, your elder sister accompanying you, you won't be bored."
Lan Linger smiled at Ye Feng and said, "Brother Ye, goodbye then."
"You stay with Yuxin until I come back, refine the Heavenly Spirit Pill, and refine your cultivation to the Heavenly Level."
Ye Feng came to the backyard and after making sure that there was no one around, he recited a mantra silently. The flying sword appeared and gently floated under his feet.
The flying sword emitted a dazzling light, wrapping Ye Feng in it.
With a thought, the flying sword flew into the air and headed northeast, disappearing into the night like a shooting star.
The first time Ye Feng went to Fangcun Mountain, he learned the direction of Fangcun Mountain from Grandpa Yun. The old man also drew a map for Ye Feng with the location of Fangcun Mountain marked on it.
Fangcun Mountain is located at the northern end of the Changbai Mountains, on the border between China and Russia. The climate there is cold, with ice and snow all year round.
The flying sword was moving at an incredibly fast speed. Ye Feng could feel cumulonimbus clouds flying over the light shield from time to time. Raindrops hit the light shield, making crackling sounds. As it went north, the sky turned bright red and encountered blizzard clouds.
A large amount of ice and snow hit the light shield like flying knives. Although it could not hurt Ye Feng, it was a great damage to the flying sword. Ye Feng had to inject divine power into the flying sword to maintain the defensive light shield.
After flying in the blizzard clouds for half an hour, at a low speed, Ye Feng felt tired.
No matter how powerful a flying sword is, it cannot fly in such bad weather. The further north you go, the more violent the ice and snow become, and there are even small hailstones the size of rice grains.
Don't underestimate the hailstones the size of rice grains. If a flying sword hits them at high speed, it will suffer the same force as being hit by a bullet. The sky is full of these small hailstones, and the flying sword's defense has obviously become shaky.
Moreover, if you fly further north, you will see ice fog like glass balls in the ice and snow clouds, which are even larger.
Ye Feng was worried that his flying sword would be damaged, so he saw a brightly lit town below and landed in the city. He planned to find a hotel to spend the night and wait for the snowstorm to pass before flying on his sword to Fangcun Mountain.
The town is called Blizzard Town, and it is only a few hundred kilometers away from Fangcun Mountain.
The small town looked particularly charming under the snowstorm, covered in silver and white everywhere.
The north wind was howling, and it felt like a knife cutting his face, but Ye Feng was still wearing a single shirt. Although the blood of the ancient gods was not afraid of the cold, not being afraid of the cold and feeling the cold were two different things.
In severe cold, people lose a lot of body temperature and feel very uncomfortable, so they must wear thick clothes to keep warm.
The small town was very quiet on the night of the blizzard. Ye Feng took out a down jacket from the Medicine King Ring and put it on. He walked half a street and saw a relatively grand hotel, the Blizzard Hotel.
It's freezing cold outside, but it's warm as spring inside.
The heating in the hotel made Ye Feng feel the spring again.
The hotel receptionist was a quiet girl wearing a light yellow work uniform and a ponytail.
She glanced at Ye Feng in confusion. Judging from Ye Feng's clothes, he should be here for a trip, but he didn't seem to be carrying any luggage.