Then he pressed Xue Wuji's hand that he tried to resist, and said, "Okay! These are not rewards! I'll give you these." It's not because the magician saved our lives!I'm giving you this because my good friend is leaving, and it's a friend's farewell gift! It's a gift, not a reward!So you have to take it!"

Snow Traceless smiled, he let go of his hand, and hugged Beinrich hard. The two laughed in the snow. "Anytime. Anywhere, the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group is willing to do anything for their friends!"

This was the promise of Head Beinrich at the time of his farewell.

Xue Wuxian believes that this man who has believed in the spirit of adventure all his life is a man who keeps his promises.

When bidding farewell to the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group, the grateful mercenaries gave up a few of their best equipment.

The old one-eyed dragon got some jerky and brought it to Snow Traceless.

And Captain Beinrich gave Snow Traceless his last vial of wine soaked in the core of the Flame Rhinoceros.

There were other mercenaries who took out two of the best knives.

If it weren't for the fear that the luggage would be too heavy and would affect the journey, I'm afraid that the people of the Snow Wolf Mercenary Group would be eager to stuff them with more things.

Bidding farewell to the mercenary group, the old magician and Snow Traceless bypassed the Great Round Lake and continued to the north.

Along the way, there was no bustle of the mercenary group, Xue Wuxian was a little uncomfortable for a while, his face was full of loss, and the old magician seemed to see something, and said: "Your life is different from theirs, I believe you know this very well, forget about them, our destination has not yet arrived." ”

Glancing at the old magician, Xue Wuxian said angrily: "Hey, it's been so long, you should tell me why you kidnapped me here, right?"

Hehe smiled, the old magician did not hide his expression at all, he nodded, and replied, "Yes, our destination is the Ice Clan." ”

Oh my God, the snow was almost on the ground.

Xue Wuxian was about to jump, his eyes widened and he roared at the old magician: "Is there a mistake? That's the Ice Clan! No one with the strength of a martial artist or above can survive in that extremely cold weather, you are strong, not bad, but I'm just a student at the Astor Academy of Magic, okay? Besides, I heard from the master that the Ice Clan is extremely xenophobic, and no foreigners are welcome at all, I don't want to send them to death!"

Still smiling, the old magician patiently listened to Xue Wuji's complaints, but he raised his eyebrows and said to Xue Wuji: "That kid Rodriguez told you, right? That kid has a good talent, he should have made a breakthrough in the past few years, and being your master is also so-so qualified......"

Listening to the old magician's words, Xue Wuji's jaw was about to fall to the ground, not bad? God! Rodriguez is one of the strongest in the continent! This is not bad! How strong is this old immortal!

Swallowing his saliva, Xue Wuxian smiled and said flatteringly: "I said Your Excellency Magician, since you know my master, then you don't have to embarrass me, right......?

Before he finished speaking, Xue Wuxian was interrupted by the old magician, "Put away your little thoughts, your master is useless here, you must go to the Ice Clan, follow me obediently, otherwise I don't care if something happens!"

After saying that, the old magician had already walked forward on his own, damn it! Xue Wuxian shook his head helplessly, so he had to follow the old magician step by step and continue to go north.

Crossing the Great Round Lake, and then walking forward is to really step into the snow mist forest, as the climate becomes more and more harsh, the snow without a trace really understands the cruelty of the snow mist forest environment.

On the way forward between Xue Wuxian and the old magician, the plants that Xue Wuxian saw were becoming more and more rare, and even the plants could not adapt to survive in the cruel and harsh cold environment, and there was not a single demonic beast, and there were only two thin figures slowly moving forward on the white snow, which seemed so small.

Three days later, the more frantic hurricane was no longer something that ordinary people could resist, and the old magician took out a small magic wand and cast an intermediate defensive shield, maintaining a normal speed, and snow

Traceless had already cast a vindictive defense, against the storm that could tear people apart.

When he rested at night, Xue Wuxian looked tired, for a whole day, Xue Wuxian almost exhausted the fighting energy and magic power in his body in order to resist the storm, if he hadn't reached the peak of martial arts and the realm of a great magician, Xue Wuxian was afraid that he would not be able to survive for a day.

Hiding in the barrier set up by the old magician, Xue Wuxian asked weakly: "I said that the old man is immortal, it will be a few days like this! I can't hold on anymore, and if I go any further, the Ice Clan will not arrive, and my life will be gone." ”

Hehe smiled, the old magician didn't look worried at all, he replied casually: "One day can't stand it, we should have five days to go, and there is still a long way ahead!"

After a pause, the old magician said again: "Also, don't leave me to chance, my mana must be saved until the end, and this is a good opportunity for you to cultivate." ”

"A good opportunity to cultivate, what's going on?" Xue Wuxian rolled his eyes, this was obviously a fatal thing!

Shaking his head, the old magician spoke: "Now that you have reached the peak state of a martial artist, your magic power is also at the level of a great magician, but it shouldn't take long for you to reach the realm of a martial artist! ”

Although some people don't believe that the old magician is so kind, Xue Wuxian thinks that what he said makes sense, the improvement of his strength is mostly adventures, and he has indeed forgotten the compression and condensation of his fighting spirit, maybe this tragic encounter just solves this problem.

Xue Wuxian snorted, which also indicated acquiescence.

Sure enough, from the next day, the old magician only propped up the defensive shield to protect himself and opened the way in front of him, and Xue Wuxian no longer complained, and used the fighting qi in his body to resist the invasion of the storm......

(Today's update has been completed, vote if someone reads it at the end of the month, thank you! Good night! See you tomorrow)