Ran Qingchen's stunned eyes stared blankly at the cold-faced woman standing in front of him, who was not afraid of danger, as if she was a stranger she had never seen before.

This arrogant and cold oppressive aura, this courage to stand in front of her man at all costs, this vigilance and decisiveness that is no less than a man's, is why Ran Mofeng stayed by her side with all his heart and would not regret it until his death.

Is this the reason? Is it also the real reason why Mo Yuzhuang was reluctant to let go even when she was about to die, even though she was disabled and injured, and would rather live and die with her?

"Try your best to protect yourself. I will end the battle as soon as possible! Do you understand what I am saying?"

There was no time to pay attention to Ran Qingchen's abnormal look. Leng Yuhan watched from the corner of his eye, trying to find the fastest sword move that could kill seven wolves with one sword.

"good."[

At this moment, Ran Qingchen's heart was filled with happiness and deep pride in being one of this woman's husbands.

"I count to three, you only need to protect yourself for ten figures. Leave the rest to me!"

"Well, okay."

Responding again, Ran Qingchen fell into a strong obsession with Leng Yuhan.

"One, three!"

As soon as the three words came out of Leng Yuhan's mouth, Ran Qingchen silently counted down in her heart.

Ten, nine, eight, seven...the two white wolves had their throats cut by Leng Yuhan's sword.

Six, five, four, three... Two more white wolves had their legs chopped off by Leng Yuhan's sword, leaving only four holes in the wolves' bodies with steaming blood pouring out.

Two, one!

Leng Yuhan neatly retracted his sword and struck back, killing all seven white wolves.

"Let's go! I will carry you back!"

After dealing with the white wolf surrounding the two of them, Leng Yuhan withdrew the spiritual knife he had just thrown away from the wolf and walked up to Ran Qingchen.

"Yan'er, it's too late, we can't go back."

Ran Qingchen's eyes looked towards the top of the snow peak where the September Cold Lotus had grown just now. Countless white wolves on the snow peak, led by a tall and mighty alpha wolf, were shouting with hatred at being sacrificed by their accomplices.

The angry breath of death.

"Who said I can't go back! I can go back if I say so!"

Lifting Ran Qingchen's body and carrying it on his shoulders, Leng Yuhan stepped hard on the ground with his feet and used Qinggong to fly down the mountain.

"Ouch!!!Ouch!!!!"

The wolf roars under the moon, as shrill as a ghost's howl!

The pack of wolves chased Leng Yuhan at great speed, and tried their best to surround Leng Yuhan in the direction where he disappeared, killing him![

"Oh my god! Help! Ran Qingchen! Do you know any stunts like lion roar?"

Lone of the fierceness of killing the wolf just now, Leng Yuhan carried Ran Qingchen on his back and ran away on the snowy road without stopping, asking questions as he ran.

"What do Yan'er want to do?"

What does it feel like to be carried on a woman's back? To be honest, it's quite comfortable. Ran Qingchen now believed Ran Mofeng's words, 'Follow Yan'er, I have no regrets.'

"If the layer of snow on the peak breaks, won't it block the pursuit of the wolves? I am a human being, not a god. If I run any further, I will turn into Little Red Riding Hood and be eaten by the wolves!"

Leng Yuhan turned sideways to avoid the wolf that was charging at him, and Leng Yuhan kicked the wolf away.

"Yan'er wants to artificially create an avalanche?"

"Nonsense! Can you do it? I only have two feet, how many wolves can I kick away!"

After taking a deep breath, Leng Yuhan used Qing Kung Fu again and ran down the mountain, dragging the distance between the white wolf and himself.

"Oh! Yan'er, I'll cover your ears for you!"

Ran Qingchen put her palms on Leng Yuhan's ears, and used her Dantian power to shout loudly: "Ran! Qing! Chen! Love! Poetry! Han! Smoke! This! Life! No! Regret!!!!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of the snow layer breaking was deafening, getting closer and closer to him. Leng Yuhan knew in his heart that the snow peak had collapsed, and all those white wolves should have fallen into the snow, haha! God bless! You are safe!

"oops!"

Leng Yuhan just relaxed a step, and Leng Yuhan felt that his feet were empty, and he was falling rapidly with Ran Qingchen's body on his back. He looked at the figures of Ling Wan and Mo Yuzhuang in front of him. He wanted to catch them, but failed.

Can't catch it.

"Me, Qingchen and I were also pushed out of Xueya by the avalanche? What about Yuzhuang and the others?"
Chapter completed!