The mountains are scattered over the snowfield, blocking a large amount of wind and snow coming from the north, so at night, the sound of wind and snow did not become very loud.

After setting up the tent, Ye Qi took out the fuel in the package, which was a specially prepared fire-resistant charcoal. The more he walked north of Tianguan, the harder it was to see the trees again. A few days ago, it was already difficult for him to find firewood again.

After raising the fire, he put the bear's paw on the fire, but in a while, the rich aroma of meat filled the entire tent.

After smelling the aroma of meat, the white fox exposed his head from the package. It looked at Ye Qi with fear for a few glances, and then looked at the bear paws on the fire. Maybe he was very hungry. Its little mouth was open, and saliva could be seen flowing on its pink tongue.

The white fox's leg injury had been bandaged by Ye Qi, and then he rested for half a day. It was not as unavailable as when he was under the slope. Therefore, it waited for an opportunity to escape several times, but the leg injury was still the key to shackles its movement. Every time he grabbed the edge of the big bag that Ye Qi was carrying and slipped to the ground. He took a few steps with his hind legs. Then Ye Qi found that he was holding the back of his neck and stuffed it back into the package.

Waiting for the time when the bear paws were ripe, Ye Qi carried the white fox in his arms and stroked it. Listening to the sound of wind and snow in the night, it was good to have a fox accompany him on the vast snowy road.

The white fox's hair stood up a lot, like a cat that met an opponent. It whispered softly, revealing its snow-white fangs, but it just didn't dare to bite its mouth on that hand.

After a long time, the white fox seemed to feel that the hair and warning sounds could not stop the man. It calmed down and began to accept the man's caress.

After a while, the bear paw meat was cooked. Ye Qi took the long sword and cut a small piece of meat and gave it to the white fox's mouth. He didn't care whether the white fox could understand people's words and said, "Eat."

The white fox was extremely hungry and ate the meat in his mouth. Then he felt the hot temperature in the meat, but he was unwilling to spit it out. He forced himself to chew it a few mouthfuls and swallow it, and then stuck out his tongue and started to sneer miserably.

"It's very hot." Ye Qi shook his head and said, cutting off a piece of bear's paw meat with a sword, then blew it a few times, and put it in his mouth.

He did not bring salt seasoning when he traveled, and there was nothing else except the toughness of the bear paw meat. It tasted less delicious than the legendary deliciousness.

After a few squeaks, the white fox was probably better. Because of hunger, he temporarily gave up his hostility towards Ye Qi and arched Ye Qi's arm with his head to show his compliment.

"You're smart."

The crescent moon hung high above the night sky at some point. The ray of moonlight that had just been sprinkled seemed to be frozen on the snowy field in the extreme north. At some point, the cold wind for more than ten days stopped, and there was no sound in the world, becoming extremely quiet, so quiet that it was a bit terrible.

The white fox, who had eaten half of the bear's paw, hired it and lay quietly in Ye Qi's arms. When it heard the sound outside, it was a little scared and raised its head and started screaming.

Ye Qi lifted a corner of the tent to see the style outside the tent. The snow on the Jilong Mountains seemed to be lit by moonlight, and was emitting a cold and noble silver light.

"There is no one in the cold, the high places are cold... Where is the high places in the world that are cold?"

Feeling the chill that penetrated into the tent, the white fox's two pointed ears shook a few times, and his head shrank into Ye Qi's arms.

...

After Kuhe went to Kyoto of Qingguo, she lived in the Qing Temple and lived for a long time.

Logically speaking, he was the National Master of Northern Qi and one of the only masters in the world. He lived behind Qing Temple, but he should have a lot of people. However, since he moved into Qing Temple, not only did no one visit Qing Temple, but the people who usually burn incense were nowhere to be seen.

The reason why no one visited is actually very simple. When Kuhe entered the Qing Temple, a thousand elite soldiers came to the camp outside the Qing Temple. The military headquarters gave it the name that the place outside the Qing Temple was flat and the drilling formation was convenient, but there were more flat places in Kyoto. If you had to go outside the Qing Temple, who wouldn't know what the reason was?

Since the people in Kyoto know why, they have also become confused because of this. Master Ku, you are not favored by Your Majesty. What is the purpose of being humiliated here?

"What is he for?" Fei Jie rubbed his hands and said to himself in the depths of the Supervision Bureau.

Chen Pingping tapped the deputy in the wheelchair with her left hand and pinched her eyebrows with her right hand to ponder.

"Who has ever seen Kuhe?"

Fei Jie said: "Only that boy Fan Xian took Fan Ruoruo there... By the way, I just found out that one night a month ago, there was one person out of the palace, and the one he should have gone to was Qing Temple."

Chen Pingping said: "You and I understand the reason why Fan Xian went there. As for the person who left the palace, if this was his reason for coming to Kyoto, he should have left long ago."

Fei Jie asked: "Director, will he not wait for someone or something to do, but want to express what message he wants to convey?"

Chen Pingping frowned and said, "Since he dares to come to Kyoto without hiding his traces, he must have thought of his situation in Kyoto. If your idea is true, then the news he wants to convey must not be said, but it must be known to some people."

Qingguo has already had a bit of spring, and some tender green buds have grown in the house because of the yellow yellow flowers in winter. Chen Pingping looked at the buds and suddenly realized it. She suddenly looked up at Fei Jie and asked, "Do you think Fan Jian's son will not die?"

Fei Jie decisively denied Chen Pingping's words without thinking and said, "You and I know the strength of the five great men. When the five great men left, it was the one who asked the five great men to leave, how could anyone not die under that man? Although I have seen him once, I know that it is difficult for a person like him to die..."

"But, I thought the lady would not die back then, the problem was that the lady was dead."

Hearing the word "Miss", Chen Pingping turned her wheelchair and looked at the narrow wooden window facing Huanghua, and said, "The lady was pregnant with Fan Xian back then, but Fan Jian's son was only a line away from the Grand Master. Moreover, we saw the lady's body, but we did not see his body."

"Ku He went to Dongyi City. According to the news sent back by the spies there, their posture was very low. Lang Tao was humiliated by Qingshan disciples and never drew his sword. This means that he was indeed dead."
Chapter completed!