Snowy land to see snow again.

Meng Jing and the others were idle and had nothing to do, and started a snowball fight.

Of course, it's the kind that doesn't mobilize the energy in the body.

Otherwise, it's a fight.

Seeing a group of people playing in full swing, Chen Jishi was unwilling to take it honestly, and quickly joined the camp to help Meng Jing and some of the girls use snowballs to repair Yue Xincheng and them.

Chen Jishi pinched the snowball and laughed silly.

"Sister, here you go!" Chen Jishi handed a few snowballs he had pinched to Meng Jing.

The little girl's hand is too small, so the snowball she pinched out is at most a circle larger than a coin.

"Chen Jishi's children are amazing!" Meng Jing took it with a smile and gave the little girl the most sincere comfort, "Come on, you are our arsenal!"

"Okay!" The encouraged Chen Jishi child stood up straight and saluted Meng Jing decently.

Master Wen and Meng Fang sat on a stone.

"It's good to be young!" Master Wen sighed.

"Well, you don't have to envy us young people. Meng Fang said.

Master Wen was stunned: "You guys?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Meng Fang stood up after saying this, pinched a few snowballs, "You sit here, we young people are going to play." ”

Looking at the back of Meng Fang leaving, the corners of Master Wen's mouth twitched.

It's shameless.

Could it be that this is also the reason why I have more contact with Gao Ge? This possibility is still quite large, and it is said that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. Meng Fang and Gao Ge have known each other for a short time, and they are thick-skinned, which can be regarded as normal operation.

Yue Xincheng fought back while scurrying.

No way.

Meng Jing's "firepower" is too strong.

plus those female disciples of the Yangliu Sect who have a grudge against him.

Yue Xincheng felt that he had simply become the target of public criticism.

A snowball, along a trajectory, smashed towards Yue Xincheng.

One hand, caught the snowball.

Yue Xincheng just wanted to say thank you, but when he saw the person coming, his face changed greatly.

He subconsciously stepped back, but the other party sneered and waved a spear in his hand.

With a "boom", Yue Xincheng's body fell and flew out.

"Give me the sword, or I'll kill you!" the man said with a cold face.

Yue Xincheng rolled over and lay on the snow, with a stinging pain behind him.

Obviously, it was a minor injury, otherwise, how could it not even have the strength to get up?

“

Dog, you're not dead yet?" Yue Xincheng said with a sneer.

"Again, give me the knife. ”

"Give your grandma a leg. Yue Xincheng snorted coldly.

Meng Jing and the others had already rushed over to this side.

"To be honest, without those annoying old guys in the Dragon Pavilion, you people are really not enough for me to kill, but being able to kill so much fresh blood in the Dragon Pavilion should be a big blow to the Dragon Pavilion, right?" The middle-aged man's face was full of hideous smiles.

"Damn!" Meng Fang had already arrived and smashed it with a punch.

"I haven't reached the Grandmaster realm, so you deserve to do it with me?" The middle-aged man sneered, turned around, and the head of the spear in his hand cut an arc in the air, colliding with Meng Fang.

Meng Fang had already spat blood in the process of flying out.

"You...... You are not only a Grandmaster cultivator......," Meng Fang was full of astonishment.

The middle-aged man just snorted coldly, and the spear in his hand came out of his hand and stabbed towards Meng Fang.

"Teacher Meng!"

"Old Meng!"

A group of people were stunned, and it was not easy to be anxious.

"Bang".

A flash of blue light flashed and collided with the spear.

The spear immediately shifted its position and was stuck at Meng Fang's side.

Meng Fang breathed a long sigh of relief, and subconsciously turned his face to look behind him, but he froze.

Standing behind him turned out to be a little girl.

"Chen's past?"

Chen Jishi glanced at him, his eyes were extremely indifferent, and there was a strange light flashing in his pupils.

Then, her eyes fell on the middle-aged man again.

"What are you?" the middle-aged man looked at Chen Ji condescendingly.

He can be assured that he did not mean to curse when he said such things.

"You don't deserve to know. "The voice sounded dry and hoarse.

Then, Chen Pastshi rushed to the middle-aged man at a very fast speed.

With a slap on the face, the middle-aged man immediately flew out.

However, he didn't fly as fast as he used to.

Chen Jie had already reached the place where he fell, and stretched out his hand.

A lotus-like arm that passes through the belly of a middle-aged man.

Chen Jishi seemed to be dragging something and stuffing it into his mouth.

"Half-step Great Grandmaster cultivators, the Soul of the Dead is indeed more delicious......" Chen Jishi smiled strangely.

Then she closed her eyes and fainted......

Meng Jing and the others stood aside, their eyes widening.

They