Fortunately, the mutation on the little monkey's body only lasted for a while and disappeared, and Ye Xing also saw a cute look on its monkey face that was still unfinished and seemed to have not woken up, and he smiled.

If he was not mistaken, the little monkey should have woken up soon, and was just still asleep.

Relieving his heart, Ye Xing put the little monkey into the cloth bag again, he looked at the four smooth and crystalline ice walls, and found that in addition to the tunnel that fell before, only the ceiling energy that was broken by the shockwave he just punched out was left here.

So, he jumped several feet high, his body was as light as a swallow, and he left here very easily.

Bang! Bang!

Then, several loud noises were heard inside the iceberg, and the ice walls were constantly broken by brute force. In less than half an hour, the outermost layer of ice wall of the iceberg was finally broken, revealing a figure.

It was Ye Xing.

"I don't know if I've been in the ice spring for a few days, so let's find out where Zhu Zhirou is first......"

Ye Xing looked at it, and there was nothing around him, and there was no boundary. It seemed that the previous beast tide had ended, so he unleashed his spiritual power and spread it in all directions, and his strong spiritual power radiated like ripples, and he soon found Zhu Zhirou's figure in a place a few miles away.

I have to say that in this vast white and boundless snowfield, the empty spell master who can use spiritual power to detect the situation is indeed blessed.

"Great, you're not dead!"

After breaking through the half-step Xuanxuan, Ye Xing's speed skyrocketed at least twice as much as before, and the distance of a few miles was less than a few breaths. He appeared in front of Zhu Zhirou without warning, the latter's eyes were red, he lightly covered his red lips, and there was an indescribable look of surprise on his pretty face.

"Are you crying?"

Ye Xing's brows furrowed slightly, and when he saw Zhu Zhirou's appearance, he suddenly softened in his heart for some reason. He asked himself that he had killed a lot, as long as it was a threat to him, even if it was a woman, he could kill the killer, but when he looked at Zhu Zhirou's eyes, those beautiful eyes that seemed to be able to speak made him feel very wonderful.

"No, you're wrong."

Who knows, Zhu Zhirou's face changed, and she immediately became vicious, without the slightest trace of her weak appearance just now. Seeing this, Ye Xing was thoughtful, because he suddenly thought of what his father had said: A woman's heart is a needle under the sea......

"Why did you two get here?"

Throwing away those strange thoughts in his mind, Ye Xing asked. After a while, after Zhu Zhirou and Xiaomei's explanations, he was relieved. It turned out that since he rushed into the beast tide alone two days ago, it was another day before the beast tide ended, so Zhu Zhirou continued to look for his traces on this snowfield.

Zhu Zhirou never thought that Ye Xing would really be able to break through the beast tide and reach the iceberg. So they thought that if Ye Xing was still alive, he should be buried in the snow, and they even forgot about the polar ice saliva for the time being, and frantically explored the snow outside the iceberg.

But things are so dramatic, Ye Xing did rush into the iceberg and successfully obtained the polar ice salivation. When Ye Xing told Zhu Zhirou about his experience, the latter was also surprised, although she was also puzzled by the disappearance of the ice blue python, but in her opinion, Ye Xing was able to get polar ice saliva and come back alive.

Compared to Ye Xing's life. Everything else doesn't seem so important.

"Xiaomei, I still have three pieces of polar saliva left here, except for the one of Gu Yang's predecessors, it should be more than enough to save your mother."

Ye Xing smiled slightly, he liked Xiaomei, a very filial, simple-hearted and kind-hearted phantom mink, just like Zhu Zhirou. No matter how precious polar ice saliva is, in his opinion, it is not as precious as a life.

What's more, if there is no news provided by Xiaomei, he may not even be able to see the shadow of polar saliva.

"Great, Mom's illness is saved! Thank you, Brother Ye Xing! ”

Xiaomei cheered.

So, the two of them followed Xiaomei's house all the way, according to Xiaomei, its mother was recuperating at home, and its home was not very far from here. So, unable to resist the enthusiasm of Xiaomei, Ye Xing and Zhu Zhirou had to go to its house as a guest.

Two hours later, a cave made of ice and snow came into front of them, and Xiaomei happily rushed into it with a polar saliva about the size of her face. As for Ye Xing and Zhu Zhirou, they suddenly stopped and did not continue to move forward.

"We have been away for two days, and presumably the third prince, Zhao Zhiheng, has already led the imperial army to the polar snow field. If nothing else, they will soon start a war with the Red Flame Holy Sect, and we must send the Polar Frost to Gu Yang's predecessor as soon as possible to restore his combat strength. ”

Zhu Zhirou said solemnly.

"Well, without further ado, let's go now."

Ye Xing nodded, agreeing with her. Now that Xiaomei has been sent home safely, it is time for them to go about their own business and get out of here. Unbeknownst to them, just as the two of them were about to turn around and leave, a terrible scream suddenly came from the cave.

"Mom!"

Ye Xing and Zhu Zhirou both changed their expressions suddenly, because this was Xiaomei's voice. The two of them looked at each other, and they both rushed to the cave, which was much more spacious than expected, even if it could accommodate a few hundred people.

After entering the cave, Ye Xing saw Xiaomei, but it was crying there with a huge piece of snow-white fur at this time, and from its miserable cry, the former could really feel its pain and grief.

What made Ye Xing's face cold was that in front of Xiaomei, there were more than a dozen warriors with indifferent expressions and silver armor on their bodies. These martial artists all have a long breath, and their blood is as strong as a dragon and tiger, and they are all cultivators above the Xuan Realm!

Especially among them, there is also a middle-aged man who is amazingly imposing and looks like a general, and his aura is even more unfathomable, rising like a scorching sun! His cultivation is probably more than ten times stronger than the He Leopard that Ye Xing had seen before!

Heavenly Realm powerhouse!

At the head was a handsome and upright young man, dressed in golden and luxurious satin, and his extravagance was compelling. There is a cold and arrogant temperament between his eyebrows, as if everything in this world is not worth his glance, as if he is the real master of this area.

And behind him, there was a lion-shaped demon beast with an extremely fierce face and a large purple fireworks burning on its back! Ye Xing looked at it, this demon beast had a strong aura, and its scarlet eyes were full of killing intent and anger, and it was definitely not a good type!

At this time, the golden-clothed young man was staring at Xiaomei who was holding the fur and crying bitterly with a gloomy face, and when he looked closely, there was a trace of a not obvious scar on the back of his left hand, which looked like he had been scratched by the paw of some animal.

If there is no mistake, it is very likely that Xiaomei scratched it.

"Zhao Zhiheng!"

When she saw the appearance of the young man in gold, Zhu Zhirou's face changed and she said in a low voice.

After hearing her voice, Ye Xing's heart moved slightly, it turned out that this young man was the third prince of the Huangling Empire who led the imperial army this time, Zhao Zhiheng!

"Oh? It's you, Zhirou. I didn't expect you to appear here, could it be that Lianhua Zhenren sent you out to experience? ”

Zhu Zhirou's movement naturally couldn't hide from Zhao Zhiheng, and when he saw the former, a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes. However, when he noticed that there was another man beside Zhu Zhirou, his eyes were more indescribably gloomy.

Ye Xing could see that Zhao Zhiheng and Zhu Zhirou had met for a long time, and the former seemed to have bad intentions towards the latter, at least in his opinion. However, now he cares more about Xiaomei's situation.

"Xiaomei, what the hell is going on? Tell me and I'll call the shots for you. ”

Ignoring Zhao Zhiheng and the others, Ye Xing came to Xiaomei with an expressionless face, he gently stroked the latter's head with his palm, and said in a deep voice.

"Zhao Zhiheng, what did you do to it?"

Zhu Zhiroujiao shouted, she likes Xiaomei very much, and now seeing the latter look like this, she feels very uncomfortable. She is very smart, and she can naturally see that Zhao Zhiheng has long had different thoughts about herself, but she doesn't like this person from the bottom of her heart.

"Brother Ye Xing, my mother is dead! The polar ice borosis was also snatched away by them! This is my mother's fur, my mother was killed by these bad guys! ”

Xiaomei's painful cry was heartbreaking, and its originally simple and kind eyes were staring fiercely at Zhao Zhiheng and the others at this time, full of unforgettable hatred. Listening to its miserable and powerless cry, there seemed to be a dignified depression in Ye Xing's chest, which could not be dredged for a long time.

He could understand Xiaomei's current mood very well, just when she thought that she could come back with polar saliva to save her mother, she came back to see her mother's corpse. Who said that monsters are born ruthless, he always thinks that all creatures in the world have feelings, how can Xiaomei bear this desperate pain?

"Zhao Zhiheng, this phantom god marten has provoked you, why do you want to kill it?"

Listening to Xiaomei's weak cry and looking at the snow-white fur left by her mother, Zhu Zhirou's eyes were slightly red, and her voice trembled a little. According to Xiaomei, although its mother is a powerful demon king, she is by nature, and she is enough to withstand the full force of a Heavenly Realm powerhouse. This kind of opportunity to be delivered to the door is something that no one will refuse. ”

Zhao Zhiheng chuckled, and his tone was indifferent.