Severe cold in winter.

Different places have very different definitions of severe cold.

In the eyes of Zhou people, Qi Mo and other states in the north were absolutely bitter and cold places.

But if people from the Northern Wilderness Snowfield say it, the wind and snow in Qizhou is so gentle.

Just like a girl's hair, it feels a little itchy on the face, and even makes people feel intoxicated, and they are immersed in it and don't want to wake up.

Under the dark night.

The carriage driver faced the blowing wind and snow with a feeling of great enjoyment on his face.

He took off the wine bag tied to the saddle, pulled out the stopper and took a sip. "Sure enough, the weather is still good in the south. Even on a windy and snowy night, it feels like a gentle breeze blowing on my face and a steady spring rain."

The battle ahead was over, and the driver finally felt relieved.

No need to be as worried as before.

Snap!

"you you……"

"I will investigate the matter of Junior Sister Gong myself."

Now, apart from him, there is only one chariot driver left, whose strength level is not even as good as his, a traitor to the sect.

She stopped just inside the door and could already see the wide stone hall at the end of the cave.

Not long after, he calculated the time, and suddenly some doubts arose in his heart.

Without warning, there was a soft pop.

She was silent for a moment and sighed quietly.

He doesn't want to die, so as long as there is a glimmer of hope to live, he must hold on tightly and never let go.

"Junior Sister Gong, is she no longer here?"

"How is this possible? Even if he has been born from Yin and Yang and broken through Yang, he can't be so fast without ever having been exposed to the Nine Transformations of Lingming."

Chu Yan tried his best to resist the urge to turn his head.

At this moment, the carriage slowly stopped.

Even the three views were impacted like an explosion.

The cold wind howled outside the car, and heavy snow mixed with ice particles kept hitting the car, making a dense crackling sound.

This is two years, not two months, let alone two days.

He directly chose no.

At this moment.

Another breeze blew by, and a second breath overflowed from the carriage, disappearing silently into the darkness.

It’s just that because of differences between people, the speed may be faster or slower.”

Whoosh!

The white robe floats, with countless transparent silk threads pouring out of it.

He forced himself to support himself, not taking his last breath yet.

Whether it was the guards who went out to explore the way at the beginning, His Highness Huang Chen behind him, or even the attendants who just went to meet him, they were all killed by the demon, chewed up and eaten with bones and flesh, without leaving a trace.

"You are the only one left."

In the carriage, Wei Tao carefully put away the Nine Transformations of Lingming, and then brought the crystal clear jade in front of his eyes.

"kindness!?"

"The Dingxuan Sect is right in front of my uncle!"

Chu Yan also exhaled a long breath of turbid air, inexplicably giving birth to the strange feeling of narrowly escaping death and then coming back to life.

However, there were more than a dozen of them just now, and Huang Chen, the master of Yangji, was among the team.

Time passed little by little.

Snap!

It's like getting rid of the constraints, almost wanting to ride the wind back home, and the whole person becomes extremely light.

Suddenly, that voice sounded again.

Quietly, the status bar appeared before my eyes.

The only bad thing is that the wind is too cold, which makes my brain numb.

Slowly flowing from far to near.

Wei Tao quietly stared at the jade in his hand, but after all, he did not send it to the status bar immediately.

He knelt down and prostrated himself on the ground.

The next moment, the voice sounded again, with a hint of reminiscence.

Click!

Lying softly on the cold hard ground, his limbs twitched a few times and then became motionless.

But in this dead silence, she felt a strong and chaotic vitality, coming from the direction of the back mountain.

Disciple has missed me so much these days, so when I just sensed the aura of Weisi's manifestation, I thought it was the teacher who heard my voice, and even if I crawl out of hell, I still want to come and see you again."

The deepest part of the pupils reflected the huge stacked and surging mountain of flesh, on which grew the head of a girl with a bright smile.

Yun Hong laughed again, causing the utensils and furnishings next to him to tremble, "Uncle, haven't you seen that the Dingxuan Sect is here!"

The footsteps got closer.

It seems that in its eyes, the motionless person is just a stone, without any threat, and does not need any vigilance.

However, when she returned to the mountain gate this time, she was surprised to find that her home was empty, and there was no longer the smell of fireworks that once flourished.

Soon after, the carriage was submerged in the wind and snow.

At this moment, he felt as if he was dreaming.

Together with the darkness flowing like water, it soon came closer.

You have to go through the horrific experience just now from beginning to end.

What's more, the person opposite is just a Yuan Daozi who is pretending to be a magician. I am really too worried and have lost the transparency I should have."

But as time goes by, it brings even more unacceptable disappointment.

"How on earth did he do it?"

Huangchen's coachman was bleeding from all his orifices, covered his chest and fell down.

Lingming Elder Chu Yan did not respond to the coachman, but silently stared into the dark, windy and snowy depths.

Also falling along with it was the Chu eaves standing in front of the carriage.

"So, I have to thank Master Luo for creating the knot of unity, so that the disciples, elders, deacons, brothers and sisters can be of the same mind, regardless of each other.

My mood gradually calmed down.

"I still remember that Concubine Shang Ning once used this method and practiced it to the seventh level of the Nine Transformations of Lingming, breaking through the realm and entering the mysterious realm.

Although the sound is not loud, it can even be said to be very light.

"The first seven changes are all quantitative changes. As long as a warrior has good talent and qualifications and is suitable for the Lingming Mountain Kung Fu, as long as he practices hard and wholeheartedly, he can basically improve step by step.

Chu Yan took a deep breath of cold moisture and exhaled slowly.

A figure with stiff and twisted movements walked slowly along the slippery stone steps in the mountain.

"So that's it."

The feeling of being spied on never went away.

His forehead was buried in the ice and snow, and he didn't dare to make any other movements.

………………

Snap!

A smile appeared on the girl's face, and her voice was bright and clear when she spoke, causing the body below to tremble slightly.

Empty and dead silent.

Luo Qingjun tried his best to sense and find the breath of living people.

"Thank you for sending me to Fucheng."

Chu Yan seemed to have turned into a sculpture, his eyes dimming little by little.

"As the saying goes, one method can be used to master all methods. After I upgraded the Blood Network to the seventieth stage, some basic skills of the great sect that were once unattainable suddenly became enthusiastic and proactive."

Follow the previous route and continue towards Qizhou Fucheng.
To be continued...