Chapter 4 Whoever picks it up

In the deep winter, when the snow is white and everything is silent, at the foot of Lingquan Mountain in the northern suburbs of Qiyu City, two figures, one big and one small, are slowly walking along the mountain road on a rare path.

"Son, come on, hold on, you're almost at the top of the mountain!"

Feng Qianxun encouraged while rubbing her son's cold little hands, even his voice trembled slightly from the cold, but he was unwilling to use the spiritual power in his body to keep out the cold, just because he didn't want to watch his son get frozen.

Feng Xiaoxi, who was encouraged by her, raised her face innocently, showing a handsome and charming smile, raised her eyebrows, and said crisply: "Mother, I'm fine! But why don't we wait for the snow to stop before going up the mountain?"

"You forgot again?" Feng Qianxun helped her forehead as if speechlessly, and explained, "The ice ridge flower only blooms when it snows, and my mother has waited for it for two years. Get it in your hands!"

Hearing this, Feng Xiaoxi stuck out her tongue embarrassedly, and followed her mother's footsteps and continued to advance to the top of the mountain.

The hundred-year-old Bing Ling flower has the effect of clearing the heart. It is one of the essential medicinal materials for refining the heart-clearing pill. It is generally used to increase the chance of promotion.

However, she was not trying to refine the medicine pill, but to catalyze the medicinal properties of Bing Linghua, so as to suppress the strange and violent aura in Xiaoxi's body.

Thinking of the demonic nature in her son's body, Feng Qianxun couldn't help but secretly slandered: When she passed through, there was no demonic nature in her body, not even spiritual power, but Xiaoxi was born with it, the problem must be that man!

"Damn, who the hell is that guy?"

The north wind whistled, but it could not stop the mother and son from their determination to pick the ice ridge flowers.

"Huh? Mother, why are there footprints here?" Feng Xiaoxi rubbed her little hand and ran to a string of footprints not far away.

Feng Qianxun let out a small yawn and followed suit. When he saw that the footprints were leading down the mountain, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked around with keen eyes.

Finally, stop your eyes on the aqua blue flower isolated on the snow on the edge of the cliff.

She carefully counted the blooming petals, and after confirming that a few petals were fully blooming, she immediately went forward to pick this strange flower that she had been waiting for for nearly two years.

Unexpectedly, just as he approached the flower, a silver frost wolf suddenly sprang from behind the rock wall at the edge of the cliff. Seeing a stranger approaching, he immediately bared his teeth in an attacking posture.

Feng Qianxun stopped abruptly, but her delicate eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

The Black Silver Frost Wolf is good at melee combat and is extremely fast. With her current strength as a mid-level martial artist, although it is no problem to deal with it alone, the wolf is an animal that always travels in groups and rarely acts alone.

Therefore, she didn't dare to act rashly, especially with her son by her side, she couldn't take risks.

"Xiaoxi, summon Youyou and protect yourself." Feng Qianxun secretly gathered the spiritual power in her body while instructing her son to pay attention to safety.

"Ouch—" The Xuanyin Frost Wolf suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl, so frightened that Feng Qianxun immediately jumped up, raised his legs, and his knees quickly rushed towards the abdomen of the Xuanyin Frost Wolf.

A faint white light flashed between her knees, and the sound of breaking the sky followed. Then, the huge body of the Black Silver Frost Wolf suddenly stepped back a few steps, and an angry ooh sounded from his mouth.

"Ow—"

With another long whistle, the figure of the Black Silver Frost Wolf suddenly turned into a silver streamer, and in an instant, the huge body rushed towards Feng Qianxun.

Feng Qianxun said nothing, and instantly took out a cyan steel sword from the spirit ring, and his wrist suddenly turned. , instantly released the spiritual power in the body, and unexpectedly rebounded the mysterious silver frost wolf back.

At this time, the already blooming ice ridge flower has faint signs of withering.

No, let's make a quick decision. She has waited for this for two years, and she must not miss this opportunity!
When the brows tightened, Feng Qianxun's eyes were covered with a cold light. Before the Xuanyin Frost Wolf rushed up again, he immediately took out a projectile from the spirit ring, sandwiched the projectile between his fingers, and took advantage of the Xuanyin Frost Wolf's opening. The moment Xuepen Big Mouth rushed over, he suddenly bounced the projectile into the wolf's mouth, turned his body to one side, and avoided the huge mouth of the Xuanyin Frost Wolf.

In desperation, she had to give up her latest poison pill—heart-devouring bullet.

This is the poison she has refined over a dozen kinds, and she has only recently developed it. There are only three poisons in total. I didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly!
Seeing that the Xuanyin Frost Wolf couldn't bite her over and over again, his eyes immediately turned red, and with a long whistle, he was about to attack again, but suddenly fell down in pain, his huge body rolling back and forth on the snow, mouth in his mouth. Let out a terrifying roar.

Feng Qianxun glanced indifferently at the black silver frost wolf who had lost its combat effectiveness, and quickly came to the side of the ice ridge flower, and carefully took down the blooming aqua blue flower.

Just as I was about to put the Bing Linghua into the spiritual ring, I suddenly heard an angry shout from the other direction: "Where did the little thief come from, how dare you hurt my Xiaoyue?!"

(End of this chapter)

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