It was a scorching summer day, and a scorching sun was scorching the earth, and a heat wave was rolling in the air.

However, somewhere in the jungle on the outskirts of Huttonmar, the sky here is covered with thin snowflakes!

A slender young man, riding a fast horse, shuttled through the jungle, a thin layer of ice formed on the trees everywhere he went.

His eyes were as deep as a black hole, and his face was like the harsh ice that could not melt in a snow-capped mountain for thousands of years.

"Is it in time?" , but at this moment, his eyebrows also frowned.

He rode his horse, whipped up the snow and splashed it, and ran off into the distance.

In the blink of an eye, the sunset began to fall, and the blood-colored sky reflected a miserable sunset, and the remnants of the sun were like blood.

"The sunset is infinitely good, but it's just near dusk", Yang Jian walked on the road, muttering this poem from his previous life.

From time to time, Norton's fatherly face appeared in his mind, from their chance acquaintance, to becoming a master and apprentice, and finally to being like father and son, this period of time gave him the warmth of home, made him no longer feel lonely, and had the support of father's love.

"Old man, I will definitely be your pride", Yang Jian clenched his fist, and a trace of fire flashed in his black eyes.

Yang Jian, who had just left Hans and his party and went to the headquarters of the Alchemy Guild alone, walked forward in the jungle covered by the sky, holding a knife in his hand, and from time to time he cut through the branches that were obscured, and the thorns cut several small openings in his face.

In a small clearing in the middle of the forest, a group of people had been waiting here for a long time, and they met unexpectedly.

Thunder Sword Cruise was in front of Yang Jian, and the octopus hunter was protecting behind him, and Yang Jian's face was grim at the moment.

A large crowd surrounded them in the middle, and the leader of the group stepped forward.

"Hehe, Mr. Yang, you are also an old friend of our Magic Guild." The leader smiled.

"Now that you're alone, you can't blame us for being a killer."

Thunder Sword Cruise and Octopus Hunter were all scarred at the moment, and they were constantly panting, but the swords and fists in their hands were always clenched, and their eyes were fixed on the enemy.

"President Sharan has already calculated that your puppet can't use its skills in such a narrow place", the leader looked proud, "Today you are going to end up here, I have eliminated the trouble of the guild."

A group of people surrounded Yang Jian in a circle, they picked up the magic wand in their hands, aimed at Yang Jian, and chanted words in their mouths.

In this case, if Thunder Sword Cruise uses a drawing sword or phantom sword dance, it will undoubtedly hurt the protected Yang Jian, and the strong body of the octopus hunter can only protect Yang Jian from one direction, and the situation becomes extremely serious.

Faced with such a desperate situation, Yang Jian clenched his fists, "Why don't I have my own skills?" Why should I rely on others for protection? He cried out in his heart.

"Since I am destined not to have strength, why do you want me to cross over!" A great sense of loss swept through him.

He fell to his knees, feeling that his life was coming to an end, and a feeling of utter depression made his will to survive as if he had lost it.

At this time, Thunder Sword Cruise turned his face sideways and swept Yang Jian who fell to the ground with his residual vision, while the octopus hunter continued to stare vigilantly at the enemy on the opposite side, without the slightest relaxation.

"Master", Yang Jian's words flashed in his mind, "You taught me how to treat my friends."

"Master", the words of the octopus hunter flashed in his mind, "you have taught me how to face up to the odds".

"Then", the two of them said at the same time, "when faced with a desperate situation, we treat him as a brother."

Thunder Sword Cruise grabbed one of Yang Jian's hands with one hand, and the octopus hunter lifted his other hand and lifted him up entirely, placing his hand on his shoulder.

The three of them stood shoulder to shoulder, calmly facing the impending death.

The fiery sparks reflected the resolute faces of the trio, and they felt that the fear of death in their hearts had vanished.

"Let the horses come!" The three of them drank together.

Thunder Sword Cruise's hands held Thunder Sword, and a fine light shot out of his eyes, intending to die with the enemy.

Time froze at this moment, and thin snowflakes drifted in the sky at some point.

A cold voice echoed in the clearing, "Brother's words count me in!" ”

As a layer of severe ice on the ground condensed and formed, the voice shouted: "The mystery of ice! Thousands of miles frozen! ”。