Eight presidents gathered together again.

President Six sneered.

"This dog Qin Cheng actually wants to attack us, and it's overestimated our ability."

"But this plan is indeed insidious. Many of our methods are based on tomorrow. If there are sudden attacks, there will inevitably be mistakes." President II said.

"Cang Zhou, you have made a contribution this time." The fourth president said with a smile.

"The young man dared not take credit, and he was just willing to be fooled by the Beijing Wushu Association and die after death." Cang Zhou quickly expressed his loyalty.

"You are very good, and you can be the ninth president in the future." The president encouraged.

"Since we know the other party's plan, it will be much easier. When this person comes, we will take action together and destroy him." President Six looked cold.

All the presidents looked relaxed, as if they had seen Qin Cheng buryed everyone's hands.

In the extreme north, the cold wind is biting.

The temperature here is below zero degrees all year round, and ordinary people cannot survive at all.

On a small island covered with ice, an old man with a hunched body was working hard to trim a human-high ice cube.

In the ice sea not far away, a small boat slowly broke through the thin ice and came towards the island.

On the boat, a woman wearing a veil and black robe stood.

Slowly docked on the edge of the island, the woman got off the boat and walked behind the old man, without saying a word, and stood quietly like a black lotus blooming in the world.

The old man also said nothing. He held various tools in his hand and kept chiseling on the ice cubes. As the ice cubes became smaller and smaller, an ice sculpture like a god gradually formed.

In the wind, the old man's breathing was a little disordered, and it seemed that doing all this made him very difficult.

After a while, the ice statue had begun to take shape. The old man threw away the carving knife and the woman handed over a towel.

The old man wiped his forehead and said, "Do you want to go back to Kyoto?"

"He is doing something very dangerous, I can't stop going." Su Wan sighed.

"But you know, staying away from him now will be nice to both of you." The old man said earnestly.

"I won't stay for a long time. As long as I see him safe, I will leave." Su Wan gritted her teeth and asked.

"You came to me today to borrow the weapon of the realm of transformation."

The old man took a break and started to deal with the ice sculptures again.

"You don't want to take action, so I have to use the weapon of the realm to help him."

"Take it." The old man sighed and suddenly said.

Then he waved his palm and the ice sculpture gradually became smaller, turning into a palm-sized statue and fell into Su Wan's hands.

Su Wan looked down and saw that the ice sculpture was not delicate, even rough. Only her cheeks could be seen as a young man, but as soon as she bought it, a very cold breath came to her face.

The breath is extremely cold, and it seems to freeze the world.

Su Wan gave a gift, and the old man waved his hand and turned around to continue to deal with other ice cubes.

"I hope I can catch up." Su Wan left pianically, praying silently in her heart.

The day passed quickly and night fell.

The Kyoto Martial Arts Association seems to be as always, as if there is no change.

But within the association, there was a hidden murderous intent, as if a ferocious beast was quietly waiting for the prey to appear.

"It's already twelve o'clock. Why haven't there been any movement?" President Six said impatiently in a room.

"From the spy who was ambushing outside the Qin Gate, no one seemed to have come out yet." Cang Zhou said on the side.

"Cang Zhou, was it that your idiot was deceived by an informant?" President Six questioned.

"The Sixth President, there is no such thing as this." Cang Zhou said hurriedly.


Chapter completed!