"Mr. Lan, there will be a period after the meeting!"

Xiang Lanting hugged her fists, and the purple disciple and Murong Dongli followed behind her at the same time, rushing up.

Watching the figures of the three people and one beast disappear into the distance, Lan Ting just sighed helplessly.

"Mr. Lan, do you want to send someone to follow you?!" Zhao Gang asked in a whisper beside him.

"Let her go."

Behind the two, there was a pleasant male voice with a domineering voice.

Everyone turned their faces when they heard the sound, only to see Beichen's clothes standing slightly on the snow behind him, staring at the direction where the purple pupil left, his eyes as deep as the night sky.

On the jade-like skin around the neck, there is a slender red mark, straight across the vital part of the neck.

"Young master!"

When everyone saw Beichen, they were all heartbroken, and they were busy bending down to salute.

Beichen retracted his gaze, "Everyone came out of the cave and lit a bonfire between the peaks and valleys. ”

"Young master?" Lan Ting had a puzzled look on his face when he heard this, "Why are you doing this?!" ”

Beichen deliberately set up a fake game before, just to confuse the enemy and keep the true location of this mining belt, and now he asked everyone to raise a bonfire between the peaks, isn't this deliberately exposing Xingzong to the enemy?!

The young master's mind is superhuman, why did he make such a dangerous decision?!

Beichen interrupted him coldly, "Do as I say!" ”

"Yes!" Lan Ting didn't dare to ask again, and waved to the people behind him at the moment, "Raise the bonfire." ”

With his hands behind his back, Beichen slowly stepped up the snow and walked to the top of the snow peak step by step.

In the night sky, on the snow, his figure flashed a little lonely.

"Mr. Lan," Zhao Gang leaned over to Lan Ting's side, his tone full of curiosity, "When this fire rises, doesn't it tell the enemy that we are here?" Don't...... Did the young master want to deliberately lure them over and catch them all?! ”

Lan Ting raised his face, looked at the figure on the snow peak, and suddenly understood.

The Biyun Sect has been wiped out, and now in the boundless snow field, only the people of the Lan family can threaten the purple pupil, as long as he deliberately lets go of the whereabouts, the Lan family will come to hear the wind, and when the time comes, the purple pupil will naturally be able to leave safely.

A few bonfires soon rose in the valley, and because of the white snow, the damp firewood rose thick black smoke, and the darkness was especially evident in the pre-dawn darkness.

Beichen stood on the top of the peak, squinting his eyes slightly, from the rising wolf smoke, looking at the direction in which the purple pupil left, without much expression on his face.

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Far Eastern Skyrim.

The first rays of sunset finally emerge from behind the snowy peaks, and the sun leaps out of the snow line and spreads a dazzling golden light over the entire snowfield.

Lance landed on a snowy slope and looked at the reckless snow in front of him, only frowning.

"Stop!"

Something is wrong, something is so wrong.

After chasing for so long, I only saw some footsteps, and I didn't even see a single figure, which is really wrong.

Even if the other party wants to take the game, the location of the real mine valley will not be too far away from the snow valley where the game is made, and it is impossible to have such a long distance.

Looking at the snowfield in front of him, he slowly raised his lips and sneered.

"The second game, is it?!"

"City Lord?!" Lan Chafeng looked at the snowfield in front of him, "You mean that they deliberately want to lure us into the depths of the snowfield?" ”

"Humph!" Lance snorted coldly, "If you want us to stay in the depths of the boundless snowfield forever, I won't be fooled by you, let's go back!" ”