"Hiss — it's so cold!"
Although she was wearing a thick fur cloak, Lin Mengya still felt that she was about to freeze into a popsicle.
Dongxia was really an interesting place. When she came all the way from Jiang City, she seemed to have experienced the changes of the four seasons in advance.
When she arrived at the foot of the snowy mountain of the Qijue Peak, it was already from late spring to severe winter.
"I don't know if it's because of the cold weather, but your condition is much better. At least before you go down the mountain, you don't need to use the needles again. "
Qian Hua put away the silver needles. He was very clear about Lin Mengya's current condition.
However, the physical condition of the young master made him, a person who had been immersed in poison for decades, feel extremely tricky.
"Sorry to trouble you these days. Elder Qian, when we arrive at the town ahead, they will come. You don't have to go with me. If you want to, wait for me for half a month. If … if I don't come down, you should go far away and never come back. "
After tidying up her clothes, Lin Mengya was still dressed in men's clothes.
When she lifted the curtain of the carriage, it was already solemn outside.
For some reason, Lin Mengya suddenly had a sense of sadness and heroism, as if these lonely lives were all here to send her off.
If Long Tianhao or Qinghu were here, they would definitely say that it was ominous.
But she understood that this trip was almost certain to die.
Not to mention how difficult it was to detoxify with the Seven Poison Herbs.
Qian Hua had also said that those members of the Candle Dragon Cult waiting at the foot of the mountain were not ordinary minions.
If she died on that mountain, perhaps it would be the best ending for her.
"Young Sectmaster, why don't I go with you? Before I came here, Baili Rui, the old guy, repeatedly told me to bring you back. At worst, I'll be taken away by the Candle Dragon Cult with you. "
After thinking about it, Qian Hua decided that he couldn't let Lin Mengya take the risk alone.
Lin Mengya shook her head, but she was very calm now.
She turned around and got off the carriage that had been parked on the street quietly.
It was snowing outside. Lin Mengya wrapped her cloak tightly around herself and walked unhurriedly to the only road leading to the town.
It was very quiet all around. Apart from the movements of the carriages and horses that were escorting her, she could not hear anything else.
Not far away, the sparse houses at the foot of the snow-white mountain stood out.
However, there was no movement at all.
Lin Mengya walked warily to the center of the town, which was very unusual.
Even if no one came out to walk around, there would still be some smoke in such a cold day.
However, it was nowhere to be seen here.
Lin Mengya felt that she had to be extremely nervous to control herself from turning around and running away.
He walked to the largest courtyard in the town without a care in the world.
She had searched carefully just now. Only in this courtyard could she see the green smoke rising in spirals.
Although the rest of the houses were old and new, they were all quiet.
Lin Mengya's heart slightly tightened. She was afraid that the people in this town had become innocent ghosts in this world from the moment they were targeted by the Candle Dragon Cult.
The Candle Dragon Cult's way of doing things was indeed as vicious as they were.
With a creak, the door of the courtyard was pushed open.
A black figure that looked like a black crow appeared in Lin Mengya's sight.
The man was very burly, but his face was covered with a copper mask.
Lin Mengya looked at him for a long time, and then she was a little surprised to find that the copper mask was actually the man's face.
In other words, under the mask, there might be a piece of flesh and blood. But it was impossible for it to be a complete human face.
Lin Mengya's heart couldn't help but skip a beat. How horrible was the Candle Dragon Cult? That was why they used such a cruel method to train people like Qinghu and the copper-masked man in front of her!
"Please come in."
The copper-masked man's voice was hoarse and deep, making it hard to tell his age.
Lin Mengya thought for a while and lifted her slightly heavy steps.
In fact, the reason why she had pretended to be courteous with these people was because she had the thought that even if she successfully detoxified the poison, these people would not have an easy time.
But now, from the moment she saw the quiet and uninhabited town to the copper-masked man, she knew clearly that the person who was actually being schemed against was actually herself.
Silently, she walked into the house through the gap opened by the copper-masked man.
Before she could enter the room, a wave of warmth mixed with a strange fragrance wafted towards her face.
The house was very spacious. Apart from the tables and chairs, there was nothing else.
However, there were four fires burning in the corners of the walls, and beside each fire, there were two copper-masked men looking after it.
Lin Mengya retracted her gaze and looked at the person sitting in front of her.
He was dressed in greenish-gray clothes and wore a mask on his face, but it was silver-gray in color, revealing half of his face.
She could only tell that he was a man. Moreover, the pair of eyes hidden deep behind the mask were like a leopard sizing up a rabbit, which made her feel slightly anxious.
This person was probably the leader of those people. Because the mask on his face was the real one.
"She is indeed the legendary Princess Yu, the descendant of the Eldest Princess of the Nation of Lintian. The Lin Family has given birth to a good daughter. Compared with those women who only know how to cry, I really like Miss Mengya's courage."
With one sentence, he revealed her identity.
Lin Mengya was not surprised. She had never hidden her identity. If others wanted to find out, they would naturally be able to.
However, from the beginning, this man gave her a feeling of extreme danger.
Although this was their position, Lin Mengya had seen many people, and there were only a few who could make her feel so oppressed.
She was afraid that this person was not a small character.
"How should I address you, Your Excellency?"
Lin Mengya forced herself to put on a polite and calm look.
At this moment, even if she wanted to curse, she had to pretend to be calm.
However, the man sitting on the chair curled his lips, and a pair of gray eyes, like a poisonous snake, shrouded Lin Mengya.
"I'm one of the four protectors of the Blood Hall, Cruel Eagle. The fox beside you used to be my favorite doll. Unfortunately, he is getting old, and his brain is getting more and more out of control. If I choose dolls in the future, I can't let them live for so long. "
Cruel Eagle's tone was calm, but the content made Lin Mengya's heart tremble.
It turned out that he was the culprit who almost trapped Qinghu in the appearance of a teenager forever.
Lin Mengya only felt that her blood was surging, and every cell in her body was clamoring to rush up and strangle this big pervert.
But she still held back, and even squeezed a smile on her face, and cupped her hands in obeisance.
"So it's you, Cruel Eagle. I've always been curious about which immortal could make people stay young forever. I didn't expect it to be you. But I'm curious, you're so good at this. Is it because you've lost your youth and can't recall it, so you've practiced such a powerful skill? "
No matter how respectful he looked on the surface, the sarcasm in his tone was not subtle at all.
Lin Mengya had never been an obedient puppy, although she knew that the present situation was more or less to threaten her.
But if she didn't stretch out her paws to resist, she really wouldn't be her.
"Humph, what a sharp little mouth. If it were in normal times, you would have been caught by me and your beauty skin would have been peeled off. But your skin is a little old, and I don't care about it. "
She was old? Lin Mengya was stunned, and then looked at Cruel Eagle with a strange expression.
This body of hers was not even twenty years old yet, the age of youth like a flower.
Thinking about it again, when she met Qinghu, that guy seemed to be much younger than her.
Could it be that this big pervert in front of him was also a person who liked young children?
At that moment, she had goosebumps all over her body.
Even when she looked at Cruel Eagle's eyes, she could not help showing a trace of contempt.
"You! How dare you look at me like that! Men, dig out her eyeballs for me! "
As expected, after a few rounds, Cruel Eagle, who had a bad temper, was immediately furious with Lin Mengya.
But before the copper-masked man beside him took action, Lin Mengya smiled and sat elegantly in front of Cruel Eagle.
"Protector Cruel Eagle, don't be anxious. It's a small thing for you to dig out my eyes now, but if you accidentally kill me, you'll have a great responsibility. I forgot to remind you that although you're proficient in medicine and pharmacy, you don't know the nature of the poison in my body. Don't kill me before we reach the top of the mountain. If I really die, who can you use to make up for it? What about your dolls, or these clumsy fellows, or even yourself? "
At this point, Lin Mengya had already abandoned the remaining 30% of her feelings.
Because she had figured out one thing.
Be it Cruel Eagle or Candle Dragon Cult, they all wanted her to live.
In other words, no one dared to kill her. But unfortunately, she was still a sickly invalid who was in imminent danger.
Otherwise, with Cruel Eagle's status, how could he condescend to come to such a place and go to the Seven Ultimate Peaks with her?
The more she understood, the more daring she became.
Sitting there calmly, he even reached out his hand and poured himself a cup of warm tea.
A pair of clear black and white eyes roamed around Cruel Eagle's body in an unrestrained manner.
It was obvious that she disdained the person in front of her.
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