Shi Han's arrest must be of some use to the Dao Saint Sect, so Song Yan didn't feel a little bit full, he knew that if the Dao Saint Sect was in such a hurry to send Shi Han back, it would mean that Shi Han must be of great use to them. If it was really cut at night, then Song Yan might encounter a more powerful enemy at that time.

Although Song Yan was not afraid, after all, Shi Han was still in their hands, if the mentor threatened Shi Han's life, then as long as he could really throw a mouse. Although this kid hasn't been with him for a long time, the girl's silk is now vividly in Song Yan's eyes. How can he put it down.

Song Yan waved his wings and moved forward faster. But there was nothing to be found at all, and Song Yan chased it out for hundreds of miles in one go, except for the corpses of the ice hands that were found at the beginning, and found them in Wuyi. At this moment, Song Yan's heart was really anxious. Time is precious to him now. At this time, it has been a night, if they can't catch up with them, then when dawn, Shi Han is likely to be taken out of the northern frontier, and no one will know where the mentor will go back.

Although Song Yan knew that they belonged to the Dao Saint Sect, he didn't know where the Dao Saint Sect was. I was throwing him out to look for it slowly, and the daylilies were cold by then. Just when Song Yan was very anxious, several black spots suddenly appeared in the sky not far away, and when Song Yan saw this scene, he immediately found a snowy mountain next to him and hid. Wait for the black dot to approach.

Slowly, after a quarter of an hour had passed, the black dots gradually enlarged, and Song Yan only saw clearly at this time that these black dots were actually monks. Moreover, they are all members of the Dao Holy Sect, because they wear uniform clothing. The speed of a few people is not fast, and they are playing in the mountains and rivers in the inverted style.

And as soon as he changed, he was talking and laughing while walking. Song Yan focused his spirit on both ears. Slowly, he heard some words from several people. "Hey, I said, will that Song Yan and Zhang Rui still be in the northern Xinjiang, could it be that there is an error in the news, why have we been looking for so many days but there is no clue. "No, don't you still believe in our Master Doron! His divination skills can be regarded as earth-shattering, as long as he has calculated something, there is nothing that is not inaccurate. After hearing his words, a person next to him obviously felt disdainful, and not only excused himself.

"Yes, Master Doron has never missed it before!" and the person who had just started to speak seemed to feel that he really didn't have a word of doubt, and not only did he retreat. "Hey! Let's not talk about this for a while, the branch owner sent a signal to us to go over, could it be that we have already found their traces, and we have quickened our pace! After all, it is not far away!" "Okay!, let's hurry up!" Song Yan heard their words clearly in the snow mountain. At this time, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and said in his heart that it was difficult for Zhang Rui to be discovered again.

Thinking of this, Song Yan's heart fluttered. But he has been out for nearly a thousand miles, and it is not easy to go back quickly. And just now I heard a few people say that it seems to be about to arrive, it is very likely that it is not Zhang Rui who tastes first, thinking of this, Song Yan decided to quietly follow a few people to take a look, maybe he can find Shi Han's clues at that time.

Thinking of this, Song Yan tiptoed behind a few people. The highest cultivation of these people is only the Martial Master Nine Heavens, with the strength of Song Yan Martial Sect, even if the distance behind is closer, but they can't find a good score. Song Yan followed a few people, and there was not much distance to walk out, and Song Yan estimated that at most, it would look like he had walked out for more than ten miles.

At this time, you can see that at the end of the ice field in the distance, there are seven or eight very large beast carts. This kind of car is a tool used by Wu Xiu to replace his own travel when he can't fly. The ones that are sold are generally very large, and they are pulled by a magical beast called the Giant Mammoth. The beast carts are also full of gold, and some even have some daily necessities. Each beast cart is like a walking palace. But what kind of beast cart is not something that ordinary people can use casually, and those who can use them are some people with this status.

At this time, Song Yan saw so many beast carts, and he guessed that the people who came out to arrest him from the Dao Holy Sect this time might all be here. The place where the beast cart listened was their base camp. Those few martial cultivators had already walked into the beast cart with a big grin. And Song Yan was just a kilometer away, looking at them carefully. There was no rash move.

At this time, everything in this has already come into Song Yan's eyes, although he can't see the monk in the beast car, but Song Yan still feels that in this car, at least there are three forces that are similar to the original level elder. In other words, there are at least three martial artists in it. This is not good news for Song Yan. Wuzun He was not afraid, but three openings appeared at once, which was really enough for him to drink a pot.

"No, you can't break in! Let's see what they are tired of, if it's okay, it's important to hurry up and find Shi Han. Song Yan thought of this, so he quietly suppressed his cultivation to the realm of martial arts, and then. Slowly thinking about the beast cart approaching. After his figure got some distance closer, Song Yan suddenly felt a sense of familiarity. This feeling did not come from being taken away, it was Shi Han who was taken captive. ”

"Shi Han was treated here?" Song Yan couldn't have imagined that the few people he followed casually actually kept her to his own land. "Well, there will be no mistake, that's how it feels!" Song Yan carefully compared it again, and found that there was indeed nothing wrong, this was Shi Han's breath. Knowing all this, Song Yan began to think about how to take Shi Han away. There are three martial artists here, if it were normal, Song Yan would have recruited them, and he would definitely have a way to escape. But when he knew that his land Shi Han was also here, the form of Song Yan's side changed.

It is no longer a simple question of fighting or not fighting and fleeing. Song Yan was thinking about how to talk about Shi Han and take it out. Time passed little by little, and before Song Yan could figure out what to do, several monks actually carried Shi Han out. Song Yanyan saw his land from afar, and he was wearing a white horse coat at this time, and his whole person was tied up with five flowers. Not only that, but he was stuffed with a rag in his mouth.

It can be seen that they seem to want to do some ritual, and poor Shi Han is the sacrifice of this ritual. After Shi Han was carried out, someone quickly set up a shelf, and then a table was set up in front of the shelf.

(End of chapter)