"Your performance is getting better and better. You are now a little accomplished snake demon. Keep working hard and strive to be able to do it with ease, and then show off your skills and become famous."
While using magic power to clear the bruises left on the Snow Python¡¯s body after the battle, Jiang Le praised and encouraged the Snow Python.
The snow python is coiled around Jiang Le, with its head lying on Jiang Le's lap. Its eyes are shining with joy. It's not clear whether it feels comfortable to be pressed by Jiang Le or to lie on Jiang Le's fleshy legs.
After a long time, Jiang Le stopped massaging, but found that the snow python actually fell asleep. It looked so quiet, like a cute little girl who was snoozing, that Jiang Le couldn't bear to move it away.
Looking at the sky, it was already evening. Jiang Le had no intention of continuing to walk, so he just sat cross-legged and entered the state of cultivation.
One person and one snake, staying with each other.
Next to the canyon, on a mountain peak more than two thousand meters away, a huge and domineering snow eagle stood on a stone tip, silently looking at the person and snake more than two thousand meters away, still clearly visible in its eyes.
Its eyes are sharp but not violent. Occasionally, there are flashes of humanistic thoughts.
When Jiang Le and Snow Python were practicing and sleeping, this was a good opportunity for a sneak attack for the half-demon Snow Eagle, who was dominating the sky with his speed.
But after watching for a moment, Snow Eagle turned around proudly, spread its wings and soared into the sky, and soon flew away.
In the middle of the night, the sky is full of stars, the white snow of Tianshan Mountain reflects the light, and there is no darkness at all.
In the canyon, Jiang Le's practice is reaching a critical moment.
His face was gleaming, and he was holding a dharma seal in his hand. The spiritual energy in Luobao's money is constantly instilled into his body, part of it is integrated into the limbs and bones, tempering the flesh and bones, and part of it is integrated into the mana that rotates at a constant speed, merging into one. But his own mind was immersed in the sea of ??consciousness, constantly thinking about the Taoist secrets taught by his master Mao Xiaofang, and comprehending their principles. As time slowly passed, a mysterious aura appeared on Jiang Le.
The snow python lying on Jiang Le's legs was also pulled by Jiang Le's breath, and the demonic power in his body naturally circulated. In his sleep, the snow python swallowed a few mouthfuls of snake letters, and it seemed that the demonic power was making it feel comfortable.
Suddenly, a red stream of light flew from the canyon.
This red stream of light was as fast as lightning, coming straight towards Jiang Le.
Jiang Le suddenly felt emotional. He frowned slightly, changed his handprints, collected his magic power, and opened his eyes.
At this time, the red streamer appeared right in front of Jiang Le. Motionless and still, it fell into his hand. The light shattered. Melted into the palm of his hand.
Jiang Le's face changed slightly, and he looked towards the direction where the stream of light was coming from.
This stream of light is a talisman for help that I gave to the fat man Jin Zhengming who I unexpectedly met at the foot of Tianshan Mountain but had a crush on. As long as the distance is no more than a hundred kilometers, he can receive this stream of help.
Now that the streamer appears, it is obvious that Jin Zhengming and his party are in danger.
After thinking for a while, Jiang Le decided to save people.
Because this is where the light comes from. It was exactly the direction of the spiritual energy and cold energy that he was looking for.
This is a line.
Dragging the sleepy and reluctant snow boa, Jiang Le quickly rushed towards the direction of the streamer.
The red streamer is transformed into a talisman for help. The magic light contained in it can allow it to fly directly for a hundred kilometers before disappearing completely.
The stream of light you receive. There is also a very strong part. Apparently there are three people from Jin Zheng who are only dozens of kilometers away from him.
With the blessing of the Divine Movement Talisman and the Light Body Talisman, Jiang Le is very fast.
Two hours later, at dawn, Jiang Le stopped running in a canyon and looked at a corpse half-covered by snow with complicated eyes.
This corpse is made of gold and money.
He has no breath, and his eyes are still wide open, full of anger.
Looking at this face, Jiang Le remembered the heroic and refreshing words before. Unexpectedly, after meeting each other once, it would be a yin and yang to see each other again.
The snow python also looked at Jin Youqian's body in surprise, and then at Jiang Le, wondering what the relationship between this dead man and Jiang Le was.
After a moment of silence, Jiang Le stepped forward to check Jin Youqian's death wish, and his expression suddenly changed.
The cause of Jin Youqian's death was a two-finger-wide wound on his waist. It seemed like a dagger penetrated directly from his waist.
This is death by sneak attack!
In this inaccessible depth of the Tianshan Mountains, it goes without saying that the person who made the sneak attack must be someone close to him, and one of the three people has a rich son, so it is conceivable that the person who made the sneak attack must be Kang Zhihong!
That silent face flashed through my mindYan, a middle-aged man with a somewhat gloomy face. Jiang Le's eyes instantly became sharp.
Although he didn¡¯t like to see wealthy people like Kang Zhihong, Jiang Le couldn¡¯t imagine how this person dared to kill anyone? And he still attacks his own people, because of his humanity.
"Hiss!" Sensing the sudden terrifying aura on Jiang Le, the snow python rubbed his arm with some fear.
Jiang Le came back to his senses, touched the snow python apologetically, and with a thought, extinguished the anger that emerged in his heart.
Only Jin Youqian¡¯s body was seen at the scene, so where was Jin Zhengming? Did Kang Zhihong go after him?
In addition, why did Kang Zhihong kill money and money? Is it because of the Sherbet wine? Or something else?
Looking at Jin Youqian, Jiang Le looked solemn, stretched out his hand to pinch the magic weapon, the magic light floated on the thumb, index finger, ring finger, and three fingers, pressed it on Jin Youqian's forehead, and then used magic power to pull it.
A shadow was pulled up from Jin Youqian's body. It looked very weak, so transparent that it almost disappeared.
Jiang Le quickly added a magic blessing to make the shadow become more substantial.
"Clear your name, run away! Clear your name, run away!"
The floating shadow is Jin Youqian¡¯s soul.
But at this moment, his soul seemed to be demented, and there were only these two sentences in his mouth, which he kept repeating.
Jiang Le observed it in astonishment for a moment, then sighed sadly.
Jin Youqian has been dead for a while. During this time, his soul should have left his body, but his soul could not withstand the terrible cold air of the canyon and was constantly forced back to his body. After too many times, the soul would He was seriously injured by the cold air, which damaged his soul and intelligence.
Such harm, even if it is reincarnation, will only be a dementia.
Looking at Jin Youqian's appearance, Jiang Le felt strong fatherly love and deep reluctance.
But in the face of this kind of harm to the soul and intelligence, even a true god may have no choice but to do anything.
"Clear your name, run. Clear your name, run." Jin Youqian's voice continued, but his eyes were unfocused and his figure was floating casually. It was heartbreaking to see him like this.
Snake monsters like Snow Python felt the concern and anxiety in these words. Their sapphire-like eyes looked at Jiang Le faintly, as if hoping that Jiang Le could help this poor father.
Jiang Le sighed and put away Jin Youqian's soul with a wave of his hand.
¡°This is a loving person, and it would be too heartless to be reincarnated as an idiot like this.
¡°Perhaps after I go back, I can ask Master and there should be some more appropriate arrangements.
Looking towards the depths of the canyon, judging from the mess on the ground, Jin Zhengming ran inside, and Kang Zhihong should be chasing him.
Jiang Le moved his steps and continued to move forward.
After just walking a hundred meters, Jiang Le's expression suddenly became brighter.
In the cracks in the mountain wall at both ends of the canyon, he saw a snow lotus. Judging from the fluctuations of aura it emits, this is a pure wild snow lotus, but it is not very old, about five or six years old.
But, this quantity
Jiang Le glanced along the cracks row by row.
Wherever you looked, you found at least twenty or thirty snow lotuses! (To be continued)