Fang Leng still acted according to the original plan. Without a shovel, there was no big problem. I had a good stick.

However, this is just a stick that can be soft and hard, long and short, so it can be used as a rope when it is soft. However, if you want to turn it into a shovel, I am afraid it will be a difficult stick for me?

To clean up the snow around the hilt, you may not have to use a shovel. The same is true for the rod. Fang Leng digs a hole with the hilt as the center.

After digging the bottom of the sword, Fang Leng realized that the sword seemed to be stuck in a person.

Is this the legendary sword in corpse?

I don’t know which poor person was buried in this place. Fang Leng felt a little sympathy in his heart, but it was just sympathy. The world itself is very cruel. However, since you have met it, why not help you dig a hole and bury it or cremate it.

So Fang Leng continued to dig a hole, and the culturally qi-like dog had dissipated, and only the sled was still next to him. Soon, the corpse under the snow was dug out by Fang Leng.

She is actually a petite little girl wearing black silk clothes. The material is not known, and the touch is pretty good.

The little girl was only 1.45 meters tall, but she was already stiff all over.

This sword was inserted from behind her and passed through her chest. I don’t know who would attack such a young child.

Fang Leng had some sympathy, but it was just sympathy. Things in the world of immortal cultivation were very complicated, and some appearances could not explain anything.

"It is a fate that we meet. I don't care about your good or evil in your lifetime. I will bury you later. I will take away the sword on your back!"

Fang Leng said with a more ritual sense.

Now that I know there are no traps below, my literary spirit seems to be able to restrain the black aura of this sword, so please draw the sword with peace of mind!

Fang Leng grabbed his hand at the hilt of the sword, and when he touched it, he felt a chill that reached the bottom of his heart.

This sword is a bit terrifying.

However, it was just a little cold. Fang Leng used a little force and pulled out the sword.

The sword is pitch black all over and there are no traces on it. It looks ordinary. When my divine eyes are well, I will check it out.

Now, dig a hole first.

I don’t know how deep the snow in the ice field was. Fang Leng dug it with the unknown sword he had just obtained for a long time, but he didn’t dig it to the end. He was so tired that he was a little breathless.

"If it is so deep, even if it cannot be buried, her body will not be eaten by the beasts in the snow."

Fang Leng thought to himself, and planned not to dig it up and was about to put away the sword. He suddenly heard someone ask him, "What are you doing?"

"Dig a hole and bury people!"

Fang Leng subconsciously replied, and suddenly felt something was wrong. There was no one here!

His neck turned back stiffly and saw the little girl who had just become stiff, looking at him with her big eyes open.

The little girl looks quite cute, but Fang Leng only feels numb on her scalp.

A zombie fraud?

Fang Leng took out his magic pen with his back hand, and his literary spirit was not afraid of evil spirits.

Seeing Fang Leng looking ready to fight, the little girl's eyes suddenly became much more fierce and she said, "Do you want to fight?"

However, as soon as she looked extremely fierce, she spat out a mouthful of blood. She didn't stand firmly and fell into the pit. Fang Leng subconsciously grabbed her and hugged her in her arms. Unexpectedly, the girl was so arrogant that she hugged Fang Leng and rubbed her, and murmured: "It's so warm."

Hello, you wanted to fight with me just now!

Fang Leng didn't know what to do for a moment. This little girl must be extraordinary. If she was a dead person, she should be an evil spirit. Fang Leng's magic pen was in her hand, and the evil spirit would die if she approached her. However, she seemed to like Fang Leng's arms very much, and she would not let go if she hugged her.

Fang Leng then noticed that her consciousness was a little blurred.

How to deal with a loli being dug out from the snow?

Do you treat it as a carrot?

"Forget it, someone who is kind-hearted, let's take care of you for a while."

Maybe she wasn't dead at all, but she was frozen in the snow, which made Fang Leng mistakenly think that she was dead, so now she could probably save her.

Fang Leng used several healing spells, but they had no effect. When he touched her hand, he still felt cold.

Probably stayed in the snow for a long time.

Fang Leng simply dug a snow hole and avoided the cold wind in the hole, while using his body to keep the little girl warm.

Don't get me wrong. I didn't do anything out of the ordinary. I just hugged her tightly and wrapped her in my fox fur coat.

Fang Leng is not a Lolita control.

Just so happened that Fang Leng had been on the road for several days and was a little tired, so he could take a break now.

After a while, Fang Leng felt something moving in his chest. When he woke up, he realized that the girl was sleeping unhappy, rubbing like a cat, and making a very comfortable humming sound in her mouth.

"It's almost time to wake up!"

Fang Leng said, and the little girl frowned unhappily when she heard the sound, and said, "I'll sleep for a while."

Fang Leng: “…”

You think I am your bed!

"Get up quickly, I have something to do!"

Fang Leng pushed her away, and the little girl woke up and wanted to hug the place that made her feel warm. When she opened her eyes, she woke up. She was actually held in her arms by a man!

"What did you do to me!"

She jumped away from Fang Leng's side. Fang Leng did not force herself to stay, but just stated the facts and said, "You hugged me and didn't let go. I can't help warming you up. Okay, now we're going our own way."

Fang Leng didn't ask others to repay their kindness, after all, it was not a big deal. The little girl looked shocked and said, "Who are you? Can I feel warm?"

Fang Leng said: "I am a normal person. Aren't normal people warm?"

When asked about her identity, Fang Leng could not answer, so she just dealt with it casually, but unexpectedly, this sentence seemed to hit her pain point.

"It's normal people, so that's how it is."

After saying that, she looked at Fang Leng and said seriously: "My name is Liuli, thank you for your life-saving kindness."

Fang Leng didn't care, but just said casually: "Liuli, a good name, jadeite liuli, is it?"

“No, it’s displacement.”

The little girl Liuli said calmly, and Fang Leng was also moved when he heard this.

Such a young girl, just...

Alas, there are too many poor people in this world.

However, he did not comfort her, and did not feel it personally, so he should not comfort her.

Fang Leng smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I have a code name called Wugui, the homeless Wugui."

Displaced and homeless, this is a bad name.

"Wugui, I remember you. If you need any help in the future, you can come to me. I can take action for you once."

Fang Leng laughed as soon as he heard this.

"What are you waiting for? Now I have something to help!"
Chapter completed!