Ling Xuanluo carefully followed the instructions set by Xi Mutong, and when the golden wheat field flashed, he penetrated the Flying Fire Streamer Wall and entered the condensed human realm. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The scenery in the streamer wall is beautiful, but he has no intention of appreciating it, just looking for directions from side to side, hoping to meet Xi Mutong as soon as possible.

After looking around for a long time and finding nothing, he began to lose heart, thinking that he had finally gone down the wrong path and missed his aunt.

He sat down on the clouds in despair, looking into the distance in a daze, thinking about this next step, how to go. At this moment, I saw the sky in the distance, and the golden sunlight seemed to be like a string, showing a wonderful filament, and then it seemed to have a slender finger, delicately caressing it, and plucking the strings from it, and the sunlight was in a semi-arc, spreading to both sides.

At first the change was extremely faint, and he could see it, thanks to his immortal vision. But he couldn't rejoice, got up and asked in surprise: "There is movement in the Streamer Wall Realm, am I not looking for the wrong place?"

Even if he asked loudly, but no one answered after asking, he looked intently at the unfolding of the sun, and saw a soft white cloud, which was originally wandering lazily, as if pushed away by the hand that played the strings, and where the cloud opened, a white dot appeared, and galloped towards the place where he stood at a flying speed.

The closer the white dot became, the more obvious his posture became, and soon he could see what it was, and finally shouted with joy: "Thousand-winged Ice Beast!"

The one who rushed to the place was indeed the mount that had been with Xi Mutong for thousands of years, the Thousand-Winged Ice and Snow Beast. It fluttered its ears, snorted slightly, and looked at Ling Xuanluo's big eyes, full of love and joy. Its two white wings flew up and down, and flew lightly to the distance of a step from him, and then stopped, habitually tapping and stomping its hooves, and then bent down its massive body, and asked him to step into the saddle.

"It turns out that the hint my aunt is referring to is not an arrow map or anything like that, but a long-lost Thousand-Winged Ice and Snow Beast!

The sadness of the past and the longing for the upcoming meeting are like two tides rising in an instant, gathering in one place and rushing into his heart. Reluctantly, he stepped on the horse's back, and first stroked the smooth back of the ice beast with his hand, and couldn't help the tears from sliding down. Even if there is no glare stimulation, after the impact of this emotional tide, I feel dizzy again.

He didn't want to go to see Xi Mutong with red eyes, so he jumped on the horse after his mood stabilized, and patted the neck of the ice and snow beast affectionately.

In this way, the ice beast carried him to soar with his wings. The beautiful scenery of the world is everywhere at your feet, and you can pass by. Those small but clear, condensed but real pictures, although they can only stay in the line of sight for a second, are enough to make him feel relaxed and amazed.

He suddenly felt that even if he had the eye of an immortal, it was actually not enough in the face of this situation, so he sighed: "All of this is made by the master and aunt with the spiritual power of Zhitian Zen, it seems to be a microcosm of the region, but if you want to go anywhere, just click on that picture." In this world, there is no long-distance travel, no matter where you are in the world, you can do whatever you want, in the blink of an eye. In order to create such a powerful virtual realm, how strong does she have to be in her heart? Master Yufeng is right, the Six Realms cannot be without Xi Mu Xian, and the people who love her and support her must not lose her!"

Watching the view, he had a lot of thoughts, but unfortunately the Ice Beast flew too fast, and in the blink of an eye, it had led him to a village far from the hustle and bustle of the city, and began to descend.

As the height decreases, the village, which is only the size of a dot, is rapidly enlarged. By the time the Ice Beast set foot on the field, the village had become a real scene, and he was in it, and all other condensed scenery was gone.