Zong Zheng's face finally became gloomy, because there was no longer Zi Ran and the two in the snow. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He made a lot of calculations, but after all, he was still a bad move.

In fact, he should have understood their purpose from the beginning, but he was too arrogant, too confident in the situation he had laid out, and too much underestimating the strength of the two, and he was angry by Ziran's thunder three knives, and he couldn't calm down, his heart was in turmoil, he had been controlling his emotions, he thought he was calm, but in fact, he never calmed down from the beginning to the end, and the situation under the uncalm heart was full of loopholes.

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Ziran walked through the woods, the fiery and irritable power in his body continued to surge, and the blood that had just overflowed on his body was instantly evaporated without leaving a trace, his eyes were still quiet, and he couldn't see the slightest painful emotion.

Ran Chuan was on his back, because of Ziran's appearance, his body and spirit relaxed, so that he fell asleep defenselessly after half a year.

But Ziran couldn't sleep, his heart was a little relaxed, but his shoulders sank.

Ran Chuan's bloodline blessing has been hidden, and there is no blood on his body, but the blazing qi in Zi Ran's body is caused by himself, he knows that Zong Zheng is very strong, and Lin Xie can come to that earth city with a trace of breath left by Ran Chuan, if the breath he left behind is obvious enough, maybe Zong Zheng can find them with his breath, and their current state is completely unable to fight.

Fortunately, the heavy snow helped them a lot, and they covered up a lot of traces, so they were not caught up by Zongzheng.

In the mountains and forests shrouded by wind and snow, Ziran found a cave, he put Ran Chuan in the cave, and then covered the entrance of the cave, and then he found some dry firewood from nowhere, set up a firewood, his fingers flicked slightly, the firewood pile will gradually rise, there will be a fire burning, he took out a short knife from his waist, squatted on the ground to deal with the snow beast that he had just come to fight on the road, ready to roast it later to replenish his strength.

Ran Chuan was lying on the ground, even in a deep sleep, his face was still cold and indifferent, but he didn't know what he felt, the lines at the corners of his lips softened slightly, and he looked like he was sleeping very sweetly.

I haven't really rested for half a year, and once I relaxed, Ran Chuan slept for three whole days.

Ran Chuan closed his eyes tightly, consciousness gradually returning to his body, and then he took a few breaths to think about what happened before he fell asleep, and then he opened his eyes and sat up.

He is not worried about his injury, in fact, his injury is almost healed now, it is hard to imagine, his injury is really serious, and he is even close to death, but Ziran has not given him much help in the past three days, his injury is completely self-healing.

In the past six months in this small world, his realm has not gained much, but this does not mean that he has been standing still, since the awakening of the bloodline of the demon in his body, he has been trying to master the powerful power hidden in the depths of the bloodline, although there is still no way to truly master that power, but he still has unimaginable benefits from the bloodline.

Of course, the most important reason is because he once drank the holy relics of the elf clan, the spring of life, the elves are born as spirits, and the spring of life contains infinite and majestic life power, the mysterious power that seems to be imprinted in the soul is completely integrated with Ran Chuan, and his recovery ability can be described as strong, which is one of the reasons why he has been holding on for half a year.

Ran Chuan saw Ziran sitting next to the pile of coals that had burned out and seemed to be emitting a slight heat.

Zi Ran is different from him, he has the power of blood, and the fountain of life, but Zi Ran doesn't have these things.

In order to find a glimmer of life from despair, Ziran was completely desperate, burning blood and qi several times to fight with Zongzheng, seemingly powerful and chic, but in fact he paid an extremely heavy price.

When he confirmed that Ran Chuan was okay and no longer needed his help, he had already begun to sit cross-legged by the fire.

This is because he desperately needs time to adjust to his condition and control his injury before it gets worse.

Ran Chuan didn't know how long he had been asleep, but it shouldn't be too short if he calculated it according to the degree of recovery of his body.

Ran Chuan thought about it, felt the temperature in the cave, was silent for a moment, and then sat cross-legged on the ground without moving.

The snow was heavy, and the cave was cold, but the surface of Ziran's body was extremely hot, because there was an extremely hot and domineering aura in his body, burning his blood and qi, and at the same time repairing his injuries.

Now Zi Ran of course knows what it is, a few months ago, he met a master in a big mountain, that master once gave him a bottle of golden crow blood to help him heal, how domineering the blood of the golden crow is, and Zi Ran only now really understands that he can recast the dantian qi sea without being burned to death by the blood of the golden crow, which must have the great help of Feiye.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the mysterious young man in the elven clan again, because he also knew until now that the sip of wine he drank in that wine jug was not ordinary, and it also contained mysterious power, and that power seemed to be born with the fire of the golden crow.

But he never understood why those people were willing to help him.

Is this the great help of those who have attained enlightenment? But did he really get the truth? What kind of way is that?

Or is this the arrangement of fate in the dark?

But Ziran doesn't believe in fate.

……

In the Hall of Light, the highest and brightest mountain in the world, several people sat on the Wen Yu chair.

There was a slightly thin gray-robed old man sitting in a chair, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was pretending to sleep.

Ah Qi sat across from him, the fiery red jade scepter emitting a faint red glow reflected on her beautiful but expressionless cheeks.

Not far from Ah Qi sat an extremely strong middle-aged man, wearing a somewhat rare leather coat, revealing his strong arms and half of his body, his arms were folded on his chest and his eyes were not angry and self-threatening.

A little farther away from Ah Qi, a figure whose whole body was shrouded in a black robe sat quietly, and only a darkness could be seen through the brim of the black robe, and his cheeks could not be seen at all. I don't know whether intentionally or unintentionally, his position happened to be between Ah Qi and the gray-robed old man, and the distance between him and the two seemed to have been measured, exactly the same, not the slightest.

And not far from the gray-robed old man, there was also a person sitting on the Wen Yu chair waiting quietly.

There was silence in the hall, and no one spoke, because if one person had not yet spoken, they could not speak first.

On the high platform in the depths of the main hall, an old man who looked extremely old and even had a somewhat bowed figure slowly walked up to the high platform from one side, and then sat on the Wenyu Divine Throne.

"It's been half a year, but no one has come out." The master at the top spoke slowly, his voice was very ordinary, but not deep or hoarse, it seemed very powerful.

Continue to be quiet below, for they know that the Master's words are not over yet.

After a moment of silence, Master Palm continued, "Time is a little short, we have to hurry. After saying that, Master Palm coughed twice.

The five hall masters had different thoughts, but still no one spoke.

"We can't get too involved in this matter, so we can just go with the flow, but there are still very important things that you need to do."

The stout middle-aged man in a leather coat slowly stood up, and a mountain seemed to appear in the hall.

"I wonder what the Master is worried about? Although we were very sad about the death of Lord Chiming, we never worried about the people in the valley. ”

"Don't forget, in addition to the valley, there are those people from more than ten years ago." Master Sect Master was silent for a moment, then continued, "But what I'm most worried about is that snowy night. ”

The two thick eyebrows of the stout man suddenly turned upside down, and the muscles in his body seemed to be about to break through the leather coat.

The gray-robed old man sitting on the warm chair also opened his eyes, and his eyes were deep.

The person next to him also reacted, and Wen Yushu seemed to be squeaking.

The calmest thing was Ah Qi and the figure whose whole body was shrouded in black robes.

Ah Qi was calm because she had not yet broken through the realm at that time, and she could not be equal to the big names in the hall in terms of strength or qualifications, so she had no way of knowing what happened that night.

The big man whose whole body was shrouded in black robes was really calm, but in fact, even the master of the sect didn't notice it, and the depth under the brim of his hat seemed to fluctuate.

In the face of such an existence, who can really be calm?

Looking at the reactions of everyone in the hall, the wrinkles on the face of the master seemed to be deeper.

The stout man looked at the old face of the master of the sect, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little complicated, and then he sat back silently.

……

In the cave, Ran Chuan opened the entrance of the cave that was covered by stones, and every day he would go out to hunt some beasts and return to the cave to roast, taking care of Ziran's diet, and Ziran was continuing to heal, with Ran Chuan here, he didn't worry too much, but he didn't know if the chasing soldiers would continue, and if so, when would it come?

The heavy snow outside the cave stopped after a few days, the temperature gradually rose, the snow began to melt, and the snow water melted into the ground, nourishing the grass and trees under the ground, and without warning, spring was coming.

The outside of the cave gradually warmed up, Zi Ran also felt extremely comfortable, in the burning of the blood of the Golden Crow, the injury was constantly repairing, and the powerful feeling in the past returned to his body, which made him very satisfied.

One day, Ran Chuan, who had gone out to hunt beasts, returned to the entrance of the cave, and a figure stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at him with a smile.

The smile was very sincere and gentle, like the warm sunshine in spring, which was extremely comfortable and refreshing.

The melting snow moistens the spring under the ground, and now those tender grasses finally stubbornly pierce the cold soil, proudly burrowing out, facing the gentle sunshine, tender but strong growth.

After so many days, his injuries finally healed.

It's finally done.

"Today I found traces of some people's activities outside." In the jungle at night, Ziran and Ran Chuan were on a cliff, lying on the ground paved with rotten leaves and new grass, looking at the vast sea of stars and the magnificent Milky Way, and Ran Chuan talked about what he found when he hunted beasts during the day.

"Looks like they've found this place, and it's likely that they've already found our traces, and they're too tenacious to kill us." Ziran felt a little annoyed, and he said helplessly.

"We need to get out of here." Ran Chuan said.

"Reasonable." Ziran thought about it, then nodded in agreement and said.

"And where are we going?" Ran Chuan turned his head and looked at Ziran's eyes, which were still bright and clear in the dark night, and asked.

Ziran looked at the infinite and distant sea of stars and the Milky Way, thinking about the problem.

At this moment, an extremely bright star seemed to appear in the sky, and even the night was a little brighter.

Ziran and Ran Chuan looked at the stars that kept flying towards the sky, as if they were full of unwillingness and stubbornness.

After all, it is not a real star, and it has not been able to reach the real sea of stars after all.

The stars finally reached their highest point, and then it exploded unwillingly, and the bright stars scattered in all directions, and a very beautiful picture appeared in the night sky.

A moment later, Ziran and Ran Chuan heard a low whistle.

It turned out to be just fireworks, and although it was beautiful, it was only for a moment.

Looking at the extremely beautiful but rapidly disappearing fireworks, Ziran had a hidden warning in his heart, and he was silent.

"Yangzhou." After a while, Ziran said.

"What?" Ran Chuan asked puzzled.

"Let's go to Yangzhou." Ziran explained.

In the real world, it's March.

Fireworks in March, the current Yangzhou.

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