In the distance, a warrior who concealed his face nodded slightly, turned around and leaped into the air, disappearing into the woods of the campus.

After a while, Lao Ji accompanied several leaders of Xihua Medical University to the scene.

After a detailed understanding of the matter, the leaders began to mediate, and promised to punish the evil and promote the good, dismantle the "foreigner service area", and set up another rule for Xuewutang.

In this way, the matter was settled, and the people dispersed.

Next, after a positive style and discipline, Xihua Medical University reiterated that foreigners are not allowed to enjoy super-national treatment, foreign students and Yanguo students are treated equally, and even various high scholarships for taking care of international students have been greatly reduced, and even some have been cancelled.

The two grandmaster trainees of the Wa Kingdom were deprived of the qualifications to continue their studies, and the vice president of the International College, Zhang, was also held accountable and stepped down to become an ordinary teacher.

Although Yingtian and several people are at fault, they also have merits, and after the merits are offset, they will not be rewarded or punished.

A hot-blooded young man, scolding Fang Yu while talking and laughing, a resolute man, it doesn't matter if the waves stop the flying boat. After all, the balance of victory belongs to the patriotic pride who holds the sword of justice.

Even though Yingtian and a few people failed to accept the award, they let them breathe a bad breath, and in the end, they were happy and proud.

Through this incident, Yingtian's heart has been touched, and there have been some changes in his thinking.

However, for several years, the concept of his own family has long occupied his heart, and although the belief in the collective and the country has caused ripples in his heart, how can it be said that it will be completely changed overnight?

As soon as he thought of his family, Yingtian missed his second brother infinitely. When he was at home before, Han Bing didn't speak much, and he was withdrawn and cold by nature. He has very little time to spend with his family, let alone take the initiative to talk to each other.

Thinking back to the bits and pieces of the second brother, how could he not worry about whether Han Bing would be stuck? The longer I was separated, the more I missed him, and I wondered where he was now.

In the valley of death on the jade mountain in Qing Province, a slender figure holding a spear was walking slowly at the bottom of the valley.

His dark body was full of burning marks, and his whole body was surrounded by innate true qi and strands of evil qi, making him look so lonely and lonely in this dark valley.

At this time, Han Bing had an animal skin tied around his waist, barely able to cover his lower body.

He no longer had the pale face he used to be, and his body had grown taller and stronger, and a thick sinister aura overflowed from his body, making him look even more cold and ruthless.

In the past five months, Han Bing ate up the lotus fruit on the small tree.

Although there were only more than a dozen fruits, in this Death Valley with rich aura and evil qi, under the scorching blows of red lightning and black thunder, the fire lotus fruit worth hundreds of millions of yuan exerted a greater effect, making a total of seven acupuncture points of the second vein of Ren Du on his body open up, and many other meridian acupoints were also penetrated.

Now, even though there is still a lot of fire lotus fruit energy in the body that has not been digested, the cold martial arts realm is advancing day by day, and it has already broken through the six small realms in a shocking way, becoming a half-step grandmaster martial artist!

During this time, he cultivated the Yaolang Ming Heart Sutra to the early stage of the fifth level, and completely learned the Hongling Sword Technique created by his father.

Because of his strong interest and hobby in spear martial arts, Han Bing has selflessly cultivated and carefully figured out during this time, so that his mastery of "Dragon Hunting" is not what it used to be.

At present, he has mastered the last move, "Canglong Ascension". Under the blow, it is extremely powerful, and it seems to have the power of ten thousand pounds.

In the past six months, the ice has traveled through this deep and terrifying valley of death. Aside from the bones of the corpses that appeared from time to time, he didn't find anything of value.

As he reached the end of the valley again, suddenly, a large cloud gathered in the sky. Cold Ice is used to this phenomenon, and it will be a few lightning bolts and lightning strikes after a while.

At the bottom of the valley of death there is not only basalt and permafrost, but also more evil and aura.

Such geographical conditions and innate visions are a deadly prison for others, but they are a paradise for cultivation for the cold ice with a demonic body.

However, the red thunder and lightning that appeared at this time, and the dark clouds that were accumulating thicker and thicker, seemed more terrifying than any before.

Han Bing didn't dare to be careless, and immediately sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and his whole body was surging with true qi. In a moment, the small whirlpool mixed with evil energy and spiritual energy grew bigger and bigger around him.

He looked up at the ink clouds in the sky, as if an infinite boulder hung above his head, weighing him down.

Han Bing was a little scared, he had never encountered such a terrifying ink-colored marble before!

Suddenly, a red thunderbolt slashed down without warning, hitting the center of the whirlpool that was haunting him, and with a "bang", the whirlpool was violently scattered!

At the same time, this thunderbolt also hit his waist, directly hitting his ugly animal skin into powder.

"Wow!" The ice was scorched by the lightning and jumped up, and even the birds under his crotch shook violently. In the blink of an eye, it was impossible to get the vortex back together.

"Click...... Thundered! Another thicker and bigger thunderbolt fell from the sky in an instant. He continuously performed "Nestling Swallow Jump" and "Soaring Clouds" before he escaped with difficulty.

Thunder and lightning struck down frequently, so that Han Bing had to fight for his life and quickly retreat under the basalt at the bottom of the valley.

However, before he could gain a firm foothold, he felt a dazzling light flash in front of him, and then he heard a huge sound like a landslide.

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his heart like a burning fire, and he felt as if he had been instantly knocked away by a scorching punch.

I only heard a "click" sound filling my eardrums, and my cold eyes turned black, and I suddenly lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, but he slowly opened his eyes and felt a chill all over his body. A few faint rays of light slanted down overhead.

Han Bing looked around, and there was darkness everywhere.

With a "bang", he stood up, and the cold ice water on his body flowed downward. He stomped his foot, and it was obvious that the cold water was hard ice underneath.

"The Frozen Lands of Death Valley?" Han Bing muttered, the drastic improvement in the martial arts realm made him almost return to the ability to speak as a normal person.

A few months ago, the Yang family's destination was near Death Valley in Yushan. Yang Xiaolin deliberately brought Tang Hanbing to feel the aura here, hoping that the meager evil qi would help him.

It's just that I didn't expect that there was a shameless traitor hidden in the martial arts hall, which secretly attracted the ambush of Nangong's forces.

Yang Xiaolin had already told the cold ice about Death Valley, and the frozen land was one of the characteristics of this deep canyon.

At this time, the cold ice seems to be unable to stand the cold invasion here. He sprang into the air, stretching his shortened steel spear violently, plunging into the frozen ground in the distance.

In an instant, he flew towards the spear, quickly held the tail of the spear, and with another leap, stood on the shore of this cold shallow lake with the spear.

As he carefully observed his surroundings, he finally realized that he was trapped in the deep valley of Death Valley.

The more he looked, the more surprised he became, could it be that this ghost place was not at the bottom of Death Valley, but in the basalt mountain! No wonder the frozen ground has not melted, only cold ice water less than a foot deep on the surface.

Now, although he no longer worries about the black thunder and red lightning outside, the cold air here is unbearable.

Han Bing raised his head, followed the faint light and looked up, and finally saw the end of the light.

It was a little vague, but he felt that it was a gap at the top of the valley that was too high. It seems that it is the only place to escape, but it is so lofty and difficult to reach that it is frustrating.