"Young master!" Lan Ting stepped forward, "The Biyun Sect has all been killed, and the subordinates speculate that the people from Obsidian City are only afraid that they will come over soon, should we leave here first?" ”

"After Wen Cheng stayed, the others followed me to the mine valley."

Beichen hugged the purple pupil and slowly stood up from the snow, his movements were obviously a little weak, but despite this, his arm was still holding the purple pupil in his arms, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch her away.

Zhao Gang subconsciously stretched out his palm and wanted to touch him, but Lan Ting hurriedly reached over and grabbed his arm and shook his head at him.

Taking a deep breath, Beichen flew up.

"Wait for me!"

Seeing that he was about to leave with purple pupils in his arms, the snack merchant immediately chased after him, and everyone followed the two men and one beast up the valley and headed further north.

Wen Cheng, the deputy captain of the mining team, who was born very thin, stayed in place with four cronies, watched Beichen and the others walk away, and immediately opened his mouth to order, "You two are responsible for eliminating the traces of the young master and others leaving, and the others will come with me!" ”

The two people chased after Beichen as they said, carefully covering some of the traces left by everyone with snow, while Wen Cheng led the other two to sweep in the opposite direction from Beichen and the others.

The figures of several people quickly disappeared, and the snow on the slope moved slightly, and a figure in a pale gray robe emerged from under the snow.

Ignoring the mess of Snow Valley, he chased directly in the direction where Beichen and the others left, and did not forget to cover up the traces he left behind along the way.

Not long after the man left, several other figures had already appeared on the snow peak.

The first person, around forty years old, wearing a dark blue gorgeous robe, was none other than Lan Si, the city lord of Obsidian City, followed by his two cronies, the Lan Xingfeng and Lan Chafeng brothers, followed by dozens of Lan family subordinates.

Compared with the uneven quality of the Biyun Sect, these people of the Lan family are all elite people.

Not to mention that the Lan Xingfeng and Lan Xingyu brothers are already five-star star warriors of the Heavenly Rank, even those subordinates behind them, their strength is also above the Seven Stars of the Earth Rank, and there are even a few of them are the strength of the One-Star of the Heavenly Rank.

Standing on the top of the peak, his eyes slowly swept over the snow valley, Lance shook his body slightly, and he had already flown down from the snow valley and landed in a wolf snow valley.

"Search!"

He gave an order, and his men immediately scattered and searched carefully.

In a moment, the voice of Lan Xingfeng was already sounding not far away.

"Lord Castle, come and take a look!"

Lance flew over and landed on the man's side, his eyes touching Yun Shuichan, who was kneeling on the snow with scars still bleeding, and there was a clear look of surprise in his eyes.

Of course, he had heard the news of Biyun Sect's entry into the Snow Valley, but he didn't expect that Yunshui Chan would die here.

The master of a sect, a saint-level star magician, with more than 200 disciples by his side, actually died like this?!

Several other men had already arrived and reported to him.

"Lord Qiyu City Lord, there are no survivors of the Biyun Sect."

"Lord Qiqi City Lord, there are some corpses that should not be from the Biyun Sect."

……

Lan Xingfeng checked the corpse of Yunshui Zen on the ground and stood up from the snow.

"The subordinates have already checked, Yun Shuichan's body should be a knife wound, but the fatal wound is in the chest, looking at the trace, it seems that it is not an ordinary knife and gun injury, it should be done by an astral magician!"