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Chapter 210 The Long Cold Road

In the cloudless sky, a roar suddenly roared past, and a huge figure appeared in the sky.

This is an adult griffon. On the Ulan Continent, griffins not only have very powerful combat capabilities, but are also an important means of transportation for humans. However, the value of such means of transportation is quite high, even for a powerful country.

It may not be possible to organize a team of one hundred griffins.

This huge figure is clearly the gryphon that Yunhao borrowed from the Tianfeng Chamber of Commerce. It is extremely cold at high places, not to mention the fierce wind here. Ordinary people would have been in danger at such a height and speed.

Yes, only cultivators can sit here and feel at ease.

Of course, some griffons have small houses specially designed for ordinary people, which can protect them from strong winds.

However, the area of ​​​​the small house is not large, and it is already full enough to accommodate only one person.

At this moment, in the small house on the back of the griffon, Fang Qiao was sitting curled up, sneezing from time to time.

"You pig! You didn't even tell me it was so cold in the sky." The little girl complained.

It's a pity that Yunhao couldn't hear this sentence at all. You must know that when moving at high speed, even the sound will sometimes be thrown away far away.

Lu Qing was sitting in front, still wearing a short-sleeved shirt, but his face was already blue from the cold.

Yunhao also had a blue face, sitting next to Lu Qing, holding a rein tightly in his hand. This was his first time doing such a non-standard "flight", so he had to be careful.

One step away from Yunhao, there was a figure wrapped tightly, like a rice dumpling, with layers of woolen warm cloth wrapping her tightly.

Seeing Yun Hao and the two shivering, Zhou Ting finally couldn't help but laugh.

Although the sound disappeared in a flash, the two of them were sitting too close to each other after all. Yunhao glared at her hatefully and shouted: "You knew it was so cold in the sky, but you didn't even give me a warning to ask me to prepare something to keep out the cold."

Clothes.”

"Haha, I just want to see if the master who can kill the six great swordsmen in the Sirius Society would be more interesting if he trembled." Zhou Ting said with a smile.

"Women's hearts are the most poisonous!" Yunhao shouted sadly.

"Pig, what did you just say?"

Before he finished speaking, Yunhao felt a pain in his waist. It turned out that the little girl Fang Qiao had pinched him. Yunhao smiled and said, "I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about her." Yunhao said.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhou Ting.

"Why did you come out? Hurry in and hide. The wind is too strong outside." Yunhao frowned slightly and looked at Fang Qiao and said.

"I see you've been freezing outside for so long. I'm afraid you'll be frozen, so no one will take me out to play." The little girl blushed and hesitated.

Yunhao was a little touched and didn't know what to say.

"Hey, Miss Fang, you are so kind. I, Lao Lu, froze to death. Since Mr. Yun doesn't want to go in, I will go in and take shelter." As he said that, the figure disappeared in a flash, and the strong wind whistling in the sky seemed to

It had no impact on him at all.

"You!..." Fang Qiao pointed at Lu Qing's disappearing back, stamped his feet angrily, then turned around and complained: "It's all your fault, I asked you to go but you didn't go."

Yunhao chuckled, patted the seat next to him where Lu Qing had just sat, and asked Fang Qiao to sit down.

"If there is still a place to take shelter from the wind, I will go and take shelter." Zhou Ting suddenly said.

"Oh, so Consul Zhou, who was so tightly wrapped, also felt cold?" Yunhao said with a smile.

"That's not the case, I just can't bear to disturb other people's two-person world." Zhou Ting said jokingly.

Hearing Zhou Ting say this, the little girl's face suddenly turned red.

Yunhao chuckled, then summoned up the fighting spirit in his body and covered part of it on Fang Qiao.

Although Fang Qiao is also a strong swordsman, her fighting spirit is not very strong. She is only slightly stronger than the ninth-level swordsman. However, her weak body seems to contain great explosive power.

"Mr. Yun, that friend of yours is very unusual!" Zhou Ting said without any words. After all, if you don't talk along the way, such a journey will be very boring.

Yunhao's hand had been tightly held with Fang Qiao's at some point, and waves of fire-based fighting spirit were flowing toward Fang Qiao's body without leaving a trace.

Fang Qiao leaned closely against Yunhao, feeling bursts of happiness in her heart. The biting cold wind at this moment made her feel very cute, and she even hoped that time could stop at this moment.

"That friend of mine is a swordsman of the air system, so he is naturally different." Yunhao said with a smile.

"Air type? He is a rare type swordsman?" Zhou Ting said in surprise.

"Well, his power is not inferior to any of the five elements. It should be the rare type you mentioned." Feeling the soft and boneless body in his arms, Yunhao also felt a warmth in his heart.

At the same time, I also feel that Zhou Ting does have some light bulb demeanor.

"Then he is in some danger." Zhou Ting suddenly said in a serious voice.

"Why?" This seems to have become Young Master Yun Hao's mantra. After all, he is a newcomer in this world. In just one year, he has already lived a very comfortable life here. Yun Hao himself is still himself.

Feel good.

Not being ashamed to ask questions is exactly what Yunhao follows the saying of Master Kong. However, if Master Kong knew that he asked tens of thousands of questions every day, even if he was reborn, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood and die.

"I'm now very curious about how you reached the realm of sword master." Zhou Ting said. After all, if a person wants to reach the realm of sword master, he has to read some classics left by senior masters. The records in these classics are complicated, what?

Yes, it's impossible for Yunhao to know so much.

"There is an extremely dark organization on Wulan Continent. Their goal is to turn all the rare masters in the world into their own tools." Zhou Ting explained.

"Rare type masters are just masters, so what?" Yunhao said disapprovingly.

"Don't underestimate the rare masters. Once they grow to a certain level, it may be difficult for the five elements masters of the same level to compete with them." Zhou Ting explained.

Yunhao's face became slightly serious and asked: "What will happen if Lu Qing doesn't join their organization?"

"If you don't go, you will die. Throughout the ages, no one who is favored by them has ever been able to escape their grasp." Zhou Ting shook her head and sighed.

"It might not be a bad thing if Lu Qing can advance to a higher level when he gets there." Yunhao comforted himself.

"But anyone who joins their organization will lose their minds and be completely controlled by them, becoming an out-and-out murderer." Zhou Ting shattered Yun Hao's illusions and made Yun Hao's eyes twitch rapidly.

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Suddenly Yunhao's eyes lit up and he said: "Where is the Demon Lord? The Demon Lord should also belong to the rare category. It would be a good thing if they could take away the Demon Lord." He was just testing whether he would be taken away.

When Zhou Ting heard Demon Lord, her face changed and she said: "It's different."

"Why is it different? Isn't the Demon Lord a rare type?" Yunhao asked curiously.

"The Demon Lord is of course a rare type. When the organization absorbs people, it often brainwashes the people it absorbs, making them lose their minds, and then uses the mind-popping method to control their minds."

"Where is the Demon Lord?" Yunhao interrupted.

"Demon Lord? The Demon Lord cannot be controlled by them."

Yunhao was a little excited. It seemed that this organization was still useless to him.

"To control a person, you must first control that person's mind. The Demon Lord has no mind at all." Zhou Ting added.

Yunhao's face turned pale in an instant. It seemed that the search for Six Paths of Righteousness had to be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

Feeling the cold hands of her sweetheart, Fang Qiao raised her head from Yun Hao's arms and looked at Yun Hao with some confusion. Yun Hao smiled at her, but his smile was more or less forced.

"What's wrong, pig?" the little girl asked innocently.

"It's nothing, maybe it's because of the cold." Yunhao said perfunctorily.



"Come out!"

"But Miss Fang, my butt is not warm yet!" Lu Qing said with an aggrieved look.

"I don't care, let me, brother Yun, come in first to warm up for a while."

Lu Qing came out of the small house with a miserable look on her face, and thought resentfully: "Brother Yun is indeed right, a woman's heart is as deep as the bottom of her heart!"

"Sneeze!" Lu Qing sneezed and sat down speechlessly while looking at the confused surroundings.


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