The emperor's vehicle passed through the air, leaving a very long golden remnant shadow.
At about ten minutes, the emperor's war car returned to the border of the pole.
Fang Yu saw Qi Ruoqing's two followers, so he let the chariot land.
"Miss." Seeing Qi Ruoqing's unkempt, the two followers changed their faces.
"I'm okay, just fall ..." Qi Ruoqing wiped the black and gray on his face, and said.
"Okay, goodbye to see you." Fang Yu waved his hands against Qi Ruoqing. He sat back into the chariot.
"Mr. Fang Yu ... Do you not return to Beidu?" Qi Ruoqing shouted Fang Yu in a hurry and asked.
"I have to go in." Fang Yu said.
Canglan verified before that the position of the mysterious Tibetan treasure map from the Grand Temple was in this area deep in the northern part.
Now that he has arrived here, how can Fang Yu find it according to the route of Treasure Tibetan map. What good things?
"I, my name is Qi Ruoqing." Qi Ruoqing looked at Fang Yu and whispered.
Fang Yu frowned slightly. He said, "You said before."
"Well ... I'm ... I'm afraid you forgot." Qi Ruoqing's cheeks covered by black and gray were red, saying, "Mr. Fang Yu. Where do you live in the North?
Want to go to the door, thank you ... "
"No need, you tell me the information, I saved you once or twice, just offset it, and did not owe each other." Fang Yu said, "Let's see you again."
After speaking, Fang Yu drove the chariot, rose to the sky, and then went deep into the deep north.
Qi Ruoqing raised his head, watched the direction of the chariot's departure, biting red lips.
The two followers in the rear, watching Qi Ruoqing blankly, his face was surprised.
In their impression, her lady is a person with cold inside and inside. She has never been so gentle, even a little humble to anyone ...
Nympho
Fang Yu held the treasure map from the Great Temple in his hand and looked at the route above.
"My current direction is north, so the left turn is the west direction ... that is, from here."
Fang Yu drives the chariot to follow the route of treasure map.
The speed of the emperor's chariot is not too much compared to modern high -tech fighters.
Therefore, it took less than ten minutes, and Fang Yu came to the end of the treasure map.
In front of him, a Taoist view covered by ice and snow appeared.
Fang Yu jumped out of the emperor's chariot and fell to the snow.
This is the top of a small snow mountain.
The area of ​​Taoist view is small, but the entire building is covered by heavy ice and snow.
If it wasn't for its appearance, Fang Yu couldn't even recognize this.
In the depths of the extreme northern place, no one has lived.
Even the Blizzard who adapted to the snow did not dare to involve too deep.
So, who established this Taoist outlook?
Before Fang Yu walked to a snowstone next to Dao Guanmen, he stretched out his right hand.
The right palm ignited the flame, and the ice and snow covered on the stone quickly melted.
"Saint."
On the stone, there is a big word marked.
Due to the erosion of the year and month, the word has been worn very hard, and it can only be seen clearly.
"This Taoist outlook should be built by the Great Saint." Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly, approaching the Taoist view.
At this time, Fang Yu suddenly noticed that there was a series of footprints on the snow in the Taoist view.
"Has anyone here?"
Fang Yu followed this string of footprints and walked into the inside of the Taoist view.
Then, he saw a snowman standing here.
This snowman is different from the ordinary Snowman. Its body is not bloated, just like a normal human figure.
The footprints on the snow stopped before the snowman.
Fang Yu carefully observed the snowman in front of him, and found that there were some faint marks on his torso.
These traces are very regular, just like a grid one by one.
What kind of items will leave traces on the Snowman's torso?
It is likely to be some kind of armor.
This Snowman used to hang a piece of armor in the past, but the armor had been taken away by the person who had come before.
Fang Yu squatted down and looked at the footprints on the snow.
From the depth of the footprint and the traces of the snowman, combined with the snow frost that the sky is falling now ... It must be what happened in the last month.
There was a person who came to this Taoist outlook a month before Fang Yu and took away the armor of the snowman.
This armor. It is likely to be another inheritance other than the heavenly halberd left by the Great Saint.
armor……
Fang Yu frowned slightly, inexplicably remembered that Qi Ruoqing had mentioned Tai Sui.
Is there any connection?
The possibility must exist.
According to the will of the barren market, the barren market has been formed before 10,000 years.
The great saint is likely to enter the barren market.
Because of this, he will leave Tai Suijia in this snow that is not far from the barren market channel ...
Fang Yu knows that his speculation is likely to be the fact.
"It's been a month late ... Tai Suijia is gone." Fang Yu was a little disappointed.
However, what he cares about is the identity of the person who takes away Tai Suijia?
What way does he know that the inheritance of Dasheng is located here?
You know. If you find this kind of place, there is no coincidence or luck.
If it wasn't for a clear purpose, no one would go to such a place.
"Is there another copy of treasure map?" Fang Yu touched his chin and thought about it.
A few minutes later, Fang Yu returned to God and stopped thinking deeply.
Tai Sui has been taken away, and he has no choice but to.
It's just that no one will use this legendary deeds to collect it, and it will definitely take it out.
Once used, it will cause a sensation.
Fang Yu knew that sooner or later he could see the person who took away Tai Suijia.
Nympho
Fang Yu returned to the home of Beidu and knew that the time had passed five days.
The law of time in the barren market is obviously different from the time of time in reality.
"Where are you going? Why can't you contact you?" Xiaofeng Bell appeared in front of Fang Yu, and asked with a waist.
"Don't tell you." Fang Yu said.
"You ..." Little Feng Bell wrinkled with a small face.
"Mr. Fang, do you need to eat something?" Ye Shengxue walked forward with a cup of hot tea, handed it to Fang Yu, and asked softly.
"I don't need it for the time being, I have to go out again." Fang Yu took a sip of tea and said.
"Okay." Ye Shengxue gently stood aside.
Fang Yu finished drinking a cup of tea, activated the empty ring again, and left.
"Huh! I know how to go out every day. I don't bring me!" Xiaofeng Ling said angrily.
Ye Shengxue smiled lightly and said, "Sister Feng Ling, Mr. Fang must not go out to play. He has a lot of business to be busy."
"It's definitely not a business! You don't understand!" Xiaofeng Bell refuted. "I read a book some time ago, saying ..."
Nympho
Fang Yu came to the world of the old turtle again.
The old turtle is adjusting the drug in the cave.
Fang Yu took out Taosu Xuelian from the storage space and handed it to the old turtle's hands.
"Come just right, I am going to do the steps that need Tai Suxuelian." The old turtle said.
Fang Yu did not disturb the old turtle to continue making the potion. Go to the ice cave behind and check the situation of Linger.
Linger is like before, her eyes are closed tightly, lying on the sick bed. Breathing is flat and motionless.
Fang Yu looked at Linger, and the inexplicable sense of familiarity was lingering.
But now, he no longer thinks about the origin of familiarity.
He just treats Linger as a good friend.
"Come and help."
At this time, the voice of the old turtle came.
Fang Yu left the ice cave and came to the cave where the old turtle was located.
The old turtle was holding a small pill, handed it to Fang Yu, and said, "Help me use the biggest firepower to condense the liquid liquid inside to only one drop."
Fang Yu looked at the small medicine stove, which was filled with dark green liquid.
"Only a drop is left?" Fang Yu asked.
"Well, you should be able to master the heat? Don't burn it ... Otherwise, you will abandon the front." The old turtle said.
Fang Yu didn't speak, holding a small medicine furnace in his right hand, and his mind moved.
After getting away from Huo Yu, Fang Yu's control of the flame was more handy.
Between the thoughts, the red flame was burned with the right hand, and the periphery of the small pill was burned red.
Fang Yu stared at the situation in the small pill and controlled the firepower to the best state.
Chapter completed!