At the top of the Holy Snow Mountain, the northernmost part of North Vietnam, a group of people also walked down the mountain at this time.

"Your Excellency, I will take advantage of this trip down the mountain to go home, and then rush directly to the conference site!" Shu Yuxin, who seemed to be getting colder and colder at this time, said to the messenger on the side.

"Go, I'm afraid your family won't agree to you fighting on behalf of my Holy Snow Mountain, but as long as you are a disciple of the Holy Snow Mountain, even if you represent your Shu family, as long as the secret method comes out, the name of my Holy Snow Mountain will inevitably spread throughout the continent!"

"Yes!"

Dressed in white like snow, she has been on the Holy Snow Mountain for so long, and now Shu Yuxin's whole person exudes a cold and piercing coldness, and even her eyes seem to be condensed with a layer of ice flowers, and she doesn't see any expression fluctuations when she speaks.

"Senior Sister Yu Xin is your proud disciple of Lord Envoy, and she is talented, and her spiritual power is incomparable to our ordinary disciples, this martial arts conference Senior Sister Yu Xin will definitely become famous in the entire continent and become the youngest talent!"

"That's for sure, Senior Sister Yu Xin is a cultivator of the eighth layer of natural spirit marks, and her spiritual strength is higher than that of ordinary people, so she is simply a person who should naturally cultivate the secret art of our Holy Snow Mountain."

"When Senior Sister Yuxin wins, when the time comes, the name of our Holy Snow Mountain will definitely be able to become famous on the continent, and at that time, everyone will know that the path chosen by the Holy Lord is the right one!"

"Martial Arts Conference, I don't know how many geniuses will appear!" One of the women sighed.

Shu Yuxin's eyes were cold, and she said coldly: "No matter how many geniuses there are, I will definitely win!" ”

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind, the woman Shu Jingrong who had been despised by her, and then after a momentary fluctuation in her eyes, she instantly returned to her original calm.

During the time she was cultivating in the Holy Snow Mountain, she deeply understood the power of the secret arts, and how narrow her vision was in the past.

It's just a Shu Jingrong, such a waste shouldn't be put in her eyes, and the people she should pay attention to now should be those strong people in the Young Martial Arts Conference, not a Shu Jingrong.

"Shu Jingrong, if you don't show up, it's fine, but if you really come, don't blame me for ignoring the sisterhood and being cruel to you!"

Shu Yuxin thought to herself in her heart, turned around and walked down the mountain directly.

The temporary station of the Western Chu Silver Wing Mercenary Regiment!

Shu Haotian looked haggard, his whole face was much worse, and his spirit was not very good, there was always a little sorrow and worry in his eyes, but there was still a sense of not giving up.

When Xiao Donghan walked in, he looked at him in a daze again, and he finally couldn't help but shout: "Brother Haotian, don't you do this all day long, we don't want to do anything about Xiao Shuzi, besides, we have been investigating in Xichu for nearly half a year, but we still haven't heard from her, unless she is flying away, how can there be no news." ”

In his opinion, Shu Jingrong probably died that night in Xichu, otherwise there would be no news of her everywhere, as if the world had evaporated overnight.

Shu Haotian's face sank, and he stared up at him: "Rongrong will be fine, Dongzi, I don't want to hear anything like this today, if I don't find her whereabouts for a day, I won't give up for a day!"