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Along the way, Ye Feng's mood is indescribable, and it is not simply heavy to describe. It was as if he had knocked over a five-flavor bottle, and even he Ye Feng couldn't tell what it tasted like.

He saw too many people being confined in the ice, and he also saw the disciples of the various sects who broke in to get the martial arts and weapons in the hands of the people in the ice, and bombarded the ice like crazy.

Ye Feng also wanted to smash the ice many times, but in the eight hundred meters away, he never broke a piece of ice.

Ye Feng didn't know why he didn't make a move, he knew that every piece of ice contained ancient martial arts and superb blades. Perhaps, this is the goodness in Ye Feng's heart, not allowing him to smash the ice to disturb the deceased undead.

A sigh spread faintly, and Ye Feng disappeared in front of the cold ice that banned the girl with the purple sword in his back hand.

In the end, he still didn't break the ice in front of him and chose to leave silently.

Three hundred meters away from the girl's cold ice, Ye Feng, who was in the frost and white air, stopped, and even if there was a piece of cold ice beside him, he didn't look up to take a look.

"Am I really right?" Ye Feng, who lowered his head, muttered, and a sigh came out of his mouth after a quarter of an hour: "Maybe my Ye Feng's weakness is kindness." If I go and smash that piece of ice and take out the martial arts cheats in that girl's hand, will I Ye Feng be able to walk smoothly? ”

"Even if that martial art is a Xuan-level martial art, or a ground-level martial art. I, Ye Feng, don't want to disturb the undead, why should I go against my heart to covet the treasure in the ice? ”

As Ye Feng muttered, his tangled heart was much more relaxed, and he planned to stroll away again, looking for the entrance to the next place.

But at the moment when Ye Feng's right foot was just raised, a **** suddenly came from behind.

The sound of this **** is in the ears and makes people feel uneasy.

"Humph! Fox, vixen. Ye Feng snorted coldly in his heart, turned to look at the back and cursed.

Ye Feng didn't have to think about it carefully, and he knew whose mouth the sound of the waves that made people's hearts itch and blood restless. At this time, when standing here and cursing Yan Xiang'er for being shameless, he also sighed that one person was about to die.

"There is a knife on the head of the color word, don't be greedy, don't be greedy." Ye Feng shook his head and sighed lightly, turned around to look at the white frost and white mist, and walked forward again under the sound of **.

Ye Feng walked and passed more than 700 meters.

During this period, the ** sound in the ears has never been interrupted, and the sound is getting closer and closer to Ye Feng.

"Beastly fox, I walked seven hundred meters, and you shouted seven hundred meters behind me."

This ice and snow can freeze a person to death, and Yan Xiang'er still has this interest in being happy and happy, which really makes Ye Feng admire the five bodies to the ground.

"The voice of **** is getting closer and closer, if I don't speed up, maybe she will be able to catch up with me in less than half an hour." Ye Feng stood in place and took a deep breath of turbidity, suppressed the restlessness caused by **** in his heart, inadvertently glanced at the cold ice beside him, retracted his gaze and continued to go deeper.

However, before Ye Feng could raise his legs and walk quickly, Ye Feng suddenly turned his head and looked at the cold ice beside him again, and suddenly gave up his plan to move forward, staring at something in the cold ice.

This piece of cold ice was the only piece of ice that Ye Feng had seen so far that had not frozen the dead body. Inside this piece of ice, there is only one white jade flute.

This time, Ye Feng did not hesitate at all, and with his right hand, he pulled out the purple sword and waved it at the cold ice, a purple light flashed, and the purple sword returned to the scabbard.

At the moment when the purple sword returned to its sheath, the two-meter-high cold ice in front of Ye Feng's body broke into two sections from the middle position.

"Boom!"

The one-meter-high ice cube fell on the ice ground, and Ye Feng punched three times with his right hand at the ice cube wrapped in the white jade flute.

These three punches were stronger than the first punch, and after Ye Feng's third punch was struck, the ice cube completely shattered, and the white jade flute inside also rolled aside.

"The first time I played the flute was seven years ago. Seven years have passed as quickly as yesterday, which is really nostalgic. ”

The white jade flute reminded Ye Feng of his father Ye Longtian, it was he who taught Ye Feng to play the flute, and it was he who evoked the moment Ye Feng saw the white jade flute, and he had the idea of breaking the cold ice and taking the flute. But the most important thing is that there is no one in this ice.

Quietly looking at the white jade flute under his feet, he didn't know if he was happy that he was about to get the white jade flute, or because of this, the flute remembered the warm scene when his father taught him to play and was happy, Ye Feng's face gradually showed a faint smile.

Perhaps, the latter is more so.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Feng slowly bent down, and wanted to pick up the white jade flute in front of him.

Before Ye Feng's right hand could touch the white jade flute, a heart-rending wail suddenly came from the right side.

"I ...... My hand....... Hurt! My hands hurt so much. Blood! No...... No, it's not my blood, I must have hallucinated, my eyes weren't bleeding. ”

This wail made Ye Feng's right hand pause, and instead of picking up the white jade flute on the broken ice, he slowly stood up and cast his gaze to the right.

Thirty meters to the right of Ye Feng. A man was faintly seen holding a book in his right hand, while his blood-stained left hand was covering his eyes, perhaps unable to see the road under his feet, this person was like a headless fly, stumbling and covering his eyes and rushing towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng stood still and didn't move, and a soft sigh came out of his mouth, looking at the man who was approaching.

Maybe the man heard Ye Feng's soft voice, and suddenly it was like finding a life-saving straw, and he ran towards Ye Feng's land with a rolling belt.

"Help me, my eyes are bleeding and my eyes are blind...... Help me. ”

Before the man could reach Ye Feng's body, he fell three meters away.

However, this person did not give up, holding the book in his right hand, lying on the ice and stretching out his blood-soaked left hand to Ye Feng, shouting loudly hoping that Ye Feng could save him.

The distance of three meters is extremely short, and even if there is frost and white gas floating in the air, you can see the man's face clearly.

It was precisely because he saw this person's appearance clearly that Ye Feng's eyes suddenly widened, and his complexion changed instantaneously and he couldn't help but take a step back.

"How...... How so? Ye Feng was secretly shocked.

What shocked Ye Feng was the change in the man.

At this time, the man's face was covered with blood, and this blood not only came from his eyes, but his ears, mouth and nose were all bubbling with black blood outward.

Judging from the man's characteristics, Ye Feng's first thought was that this person was poisoned. But how can a good person bleed? It really made Ye Feng a little puzzled, and he also wanted to go forward and check it out.

However, as soon as Ye Feng took a step, a wail from all directions instantly overshadowed Yan Xiang'er's ****, which shocked Ye Feng's ears and made Ye Feng's face instantly lose blood, and suddenly looked at the white jade flute on the broken ice beside him.

"Could it be...... Is it? ”