Ling Yuan looked at Yun Mochen with sharp eyes.

But I heard the boy talk slowly: "Lord Yuan City is waiting for someone, Yun Qingyu, the little goddess in the snow who once stunned the Jiuxiao Divine Realm?"

The news about Yuancheng is easy to investigate. When Yun Mochen was in Yuancheng, he also found out the incident in Yuancheng that year. Naturally, he knew that Yun Qingyu had helped Ling Yuan.

When Ling Yuan said that she hated someone with the surname Yun, Yun Mochen originally guessed that the person was the current Emperor Yunyi of the Snow Domain. However, Yun Mochen found that Ling Yuan said he hated him, but in fact he had been looking for someone with the surname Yun.

He looked at Ling Yuan, his eyebrows and eyes were relaxed. The lord of Yuan City Ling Yuan had a stingy and slander.

At first, when he heard the name "Yun Qingyun" from the other person, Ling Yuan's eyes turned slightly cold and he sneered: "Who is waiting for Yun Qingyun? She is a disaster!"

Yun Mochen smiled slightly: "But has the disaster left a thousand years? Lord Yuan City, are you right?"

Ling Yuan glared at Yun Mochen, slapped the scroll and said, "What are you doing when you talk so much nonsense? I'll ask someone to help you find your sister. You can heal me early, and then help me break through the Tianqian Mountain!"

Yun Mochen watched Ling Yuan leave with a red dress, and just chuckled, his eyes dark and dark.

He took out Yun Qingyu from the storage ring, and the healing pills left by Gu Ling and Ji Shang, and after taking them, he began to meditate and heal.

The snowy land is a sad place for Yuyu, and Yuyu is afraid that he doesn't want to set foot on it.

Since that's the case, he will help Huan regain everything he used to.

She still has blood in the snow, so she is still the supreme goddess of the snow.

Yun Mochen had the healing medicine given by Ji Shang, so he was able to get out of bed and move around soon.

Ling Yuan was still a little surprised when she saw Yun Mochen leaving the room. After all, with Yun Mochen's injuries, unless there is a god-level healing pill, it is impossible for him to get out of bed in such a short time.

Ling Yuan had already rubbed Yun Qingyun's scroll many times, allowing Yuancheng's forces to search in the dark. At this moment, she was still holding the picture that Yun Mochen had originally painted.

"Yun Mochen, you can't even find an opponent in Yuancheng!" Ling Yuan exclaimed.

Yun Mochen just said lightly: "The city lord praised it."

Ling Yuan put down the scroll and went straight to hold his sleeve.

Yun Mochen frowned slightly, and was about to pull her hand away.

Ling Yuan first pulled him to the table, stuffed the pen into his hand, and said, "You can also draw a picture for this city lord! You must draw the color of this city lord!"

Yun Mochen glanced at Ling Yuan next to him indifferently, held the brush, and started drawing lightly on the paper.

When Ling Yuan saw that he had actually started writing, she was a little surprised and quickly put on a pose that she thought was charming and enchanting, and threatened Yun Mochen: "Draw better and better! Draw the level of your sister's painting!"

Yun Mochen just carelessly, and didn't even raise his head and just waved ink on the paper.

Ling Yuan stood up a little stiff. She guessed that Yun Mochen had almost painted it, so she came to the table, but she didn't think about the beauty picture, but what she wanted to see was a topographic map.

She frowned, pointed to the terrain map, and glared at Yun Mochen: "I asked you to draw the city lord, what are you drawing?"

"Tianqian Mountain, topography." Yun Mochen's voice was smiling, gentle and moist.

Ling Yuandan narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly and looked at Yun Mochen, with a gloomy voice: "How do you know the terrain of Tianqian Mountain?"

Even she was not clear about the specific terrain of Tianqian Mountain. He actually knew about Yun Mochen, who had an unknown origin?
Chapter completed!