In addition, Lin Xiao noticed that after Hu Xin said this, several people in the team also showed a look of contempt. Apparently, they had the same idea as Hu Xin, but they just didn't say it out loud.

"By the way, brother, I've been chatting for a long time, but I still don't know your name?"

Zhang Yuan changed the topic and asked.

"My name is——"

Lin Xiao was about to speak, but was interrupted by Hu Xin, "Forget it, it doesn't matter what the name is. I'll probably go to the battlefield later and whether I can come back or not is another matter. There's no need to say anything.

"

This sentence was a bit excessive. It was obviously a sarcasm that Lin Xiao would die on the battlefield.

"Hu Xin, it's over. Apologize quickly."

Zhang Yuan frowned.

"He deserves to apologize. Just because he's from the headquarters. I'm telling the truth. For someone like him who has never been to the battlefield, if he can come back alive, it will be a blessing."

Hu Xin said indifferently, which made Zhang Yuan look very ugly.

"You mean, you will definitely come back alive?"

At this time, Lin Xiao asked.

"I dare not say, but at least, the survival rate is much higher than yours."

Hu Xin raised the corner of his mouth and said.

"Then do you dare to make a bet with me, saying that after I come back this time, who will kill more enemies?"

Lin Xiao said softly, originally, he didn't want to cause trouble, but Hu Xin repeatedly made rude remarks, and he promised to be patient, but the other party would only push forward. He decided to teach the other party some lessons, which could be regarded as helping Zhang Yuan to be disciplined.

"Why don't you dare, but the premise is that you can come back alive."

Hu Xin smiled contemptuously.

"Okay, it's settled, and everyone has testified. If anyone loses, how about kowtowing to the other and admitting his mistake?"

Lin Xiaodao.

"Forget it, we are all disciples of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, there is no need -"

As Zhang Yuanzheng was talking, he saw Hu Xin agreeing, "Okay, no problem." After saying that, he smiled proudly, as if everything was guaranteed to win.

Lin Xiao just smiled coldly and didn't say much.

On the other hand, Zhang Yuan had no choice but to sigh and said nothing more.

The atmosphere was a bit dull, and finally, the griffin stopped in a mountain forest.

In the mountain forest, ice and snow are flying, the snow is capped, and the trees are covered with a layer of frost. Nearby, there are also icebergs and frozen soil. The cold wind blows, making it desolate and chilling.

"According to the news, not far ahead, our disciples of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect were attacked by the Holy Sect and the Demon Valley. We must rush to support as soon as possible!"

"Follow me!"

Zhang Yuandao.

Whoa! Whoa...

The next moment, everyone flashed, with Zhang Yuan taking the lead and speeding forward.

Lin Xiao did not use the Demonic Shadow Step, and relied solely on his spiritual energy, plus a few of the artistic conceptions of the wind, to follow the team at the back. After all, he was not very familiar with the environment here.

But in Hu Xin's view, Lin Xiao was obviously afraid of death and wanted to hide at the back and let them block the front when there was danger later so that he could find a chance to escape.

Sensing Hu Xin's disdainful smile, Lin Xiao didn't bother to pay attention. He devoted himself to fighting and was alert to his surroundings. His vision was filled with white snow. The wind blew past his ears, and the ice and frost slapped in. He was directly melted by the artistic conception of fire.

Whoa! Whoa...

Lin Xiao and his group of ten people were walking through the mountains, forests and ice and snow. After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yuan suddenly reminded in a low voice, "There is the smell of blood ahead, everyone, be careful!"

Everyone lowered their steps, slowed down a little, and continued moving forward.

Not long after, Zhang Yuan stopped, and Lin Xiao and others also stopped and looked ahead.

On the snow, there were corpses, scattered across the ground, at least dozens of them, with blood dyeing the snow red. Most of them were disciples of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, and occasionally there were a few corpses from the Holy Sect and the Heavenly Demon Valley.

The air is filled with a strong smell of blood, as if it still carries a hint of warmth. There are still spiritual fluctuations nearby, indicating that the battle here has just ended.

The cold wind blew by, and these corpses were lying quietly on the ground, with stiff expressions, robes heaving, and the air seemed to be frozen, and there was silence.

"We are late!"

Zhang Yuan frowned and sighed softly.

Then the group bowed deeply.

In Ice Volcano Ridge, various battles of various sizes occurred every day, and death was the norm. Zhang Yuan and others did not immerse themselves in the sad atmosphere for long, and soon began to discuss the next plan.

"Everyone, should we go back or find other teams to join up with."

Zhang Yuandao.

If they go back, it is naturally the safest and most secure way, but this trip will undoubtedly be in vain. And now, there must be fighting happening in other places here. If they leave directly, it will obviously be unreasonable.

And if you go looking for other teams, you may be ambushed midway, or you may encounter the Demon Valley and the disciples of the Holy Sect, which will be dangerous.
Chapter completed!