Chapter 1691 Cold Soul Art

Chapter 1690

Unfolding the parchment scroll, the ancient text inside appeared in front of Xia Yuanqiu like a heavenly book.

Fortunately, except for Xia Yuanqiu, who didn't know this character, both Dean Gou and Zhu Yan could recognize it.

"What is this?" Xia Yuanqiu asked curiously.

After reading the parchment, Zhu Yan showed an excited smile on his handsome face: "This is the cold soul art. If you practice this art, you can control the cold snow and ice soul for your own use. If we master this art, we will be able to Get Xuan Bing."

Dean Gou said: "Don't be too happy too early, this cold soul technique is not so easy to practice, otherwise, you won't be hiding here forever to accumulate dust."

Xia Yuanqiu said with a smile: "There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart!"

Gouyuan kept nodding his head: "That's right, there is nothing difficult in the world, since someone has created the cold soul technique, it's not for the purpose of putting it on a high-rise building, we can't practice it, maybe it's because the talent is not so good, I hope you can practice it Become cold soul art." He put the parchment that recorded the cold soul art into Zhu Yan's hands, and at the same time handed over the fate of the entire Beihai country into their hands.

Feng Li hurried in and said to Dean Gou, "Dean, Donghai College has sent food and clothes."

Dean Gou was overjoyed: "This is really great. I was worrying about what to do to settle these refugees. Dean Bai really gave me a helping hand." Then he frowned and said, "That's not right. The grain fields were attacked by locusts, and almost all the grains that were about to mature were swept away by the locusts. It stands to reason that Donghai City should be suffering from famine right now, so why is there still surplus grain being sent to us?"

Xia Yuanqiu said with a smile: "You can use it when it's delivered, don't think too much, if it's not enough, just tell me, I still have a lot of food here, enough for big guys to eat for a while."

Zhu Yan put away the parchment, and said to Xia Yuanqiu, "I think the dean still has a lot of work to do, let's go first, it's time for the medicine."

The two left the Jingluo courtyard and went straight to the martial arts arena. Seeing that the medicine had been cooked, they also joined the team distributing the soup to the refugees.

Ye Rui searched from one end of the Yanwu Field refugee area to the other, and did not let anyone go, hoping to find his mother and Miss Shi. Seeing that the entire Yanwu Field was about to be searched, there was still no sign of her mother. His heart was getting more and more flustered, and at this moment he suddenly heard Er Dai's shout: "Master, Master and Miss Shi are here, come quickly!"

Er Dai squatted beside a haggard woman, waving and shouting at Ye Rui.

Hearing this, Ye Rui ran over quickly, and saw that although his mother had lost a lot of weight, was very weak, and although her eyes were a little dull, at least she was still alive, and his mother was still alive, which was more important than anything else.

After seeing her son's face clearly, Mrs. Ye's dull eyes finally had some brilliance. She stretched out her hand to touch her son's familiar face, and murmured, "I'm not dreaming, am I? Rui'er, is it really you?"

Ye Rui nodded quickly, grabbed his mother's hand, choked up and said, "Mother, your son is late and has made you suffer."

Mrs. Ye quickly shook her head and said with a smile: "Silly boy, it's great that you can come, I can still die here because of me, and I'll never see your face again, I've been sad all this time, I didn't expect that you came to find me Mother, mother is so happy."

The mother and son cried in each other's arms, and the girl Shi and Er Dai beside him wiped away their tears happily.