Even if there is a way to wake up these people and wake up all the people here, Ye Qianqiu is tired enough. If it weren't for the fact that Wei Lingkong and Qianchang Lingqiu were all on the field to help and wake up all these people, Ye Qianqiu would have died of exhaustion.

After waking up these people, Ye Qianqiu and Wei Lingkong embarked on a new journey.

After Wuhe City, no, now this is the territory of Xudu, and after passing Xudu, Ye Qianqiu and Wei Lingkong will split. The direction in which Wei Lingkong went was the station of the Immortal Dao Alliance, and Ye Qianqiu's target was the land of the underworld.

"Qianqiu, you are waiting for me in Yanjun's town. When they were about to separate, Wei Lingkong emphasized again.

I don't know why, he always felt that Ye Qianqiu would not be so obedient this time.

After separation, Ye Qianqiu's speed sped up a lot. The farther north, the faster Ye Qianqiu's speed became, and when he passed through Yanjun's town, Ye Qianqiu just slowed down, but did not stop.

Yanjun's territory seems to have been abandoned for a long time. There was nothing but the dilapidated ruins, and naturally there was nothing worth staying for Ye Qianqiu.

Entering the north of the underworld, Ye Qianqiu's purpose was very clear, and she went directly to the ruins of Lingxiao Palace.

Although the relationship with Xuan Lie is not bad, Ye Qianqiu doesn't want to trouble him at all this time. As things stand, the North is no better off than Middle-earth. Xuan Lie is a child, even with the assistance of Yan Jun, it is not easy to sit on the throne of the underworld.

What's more, if Ye Qianqiu went to ask for help, wouldn't it be to bring the underworld closer to the opposite side of Ling Xiaojun, except to make them victims in vain, it would have no effect.

Therefore, Ye Qianqiu's direction has not changed by half because of Yanjun and Xuanlie.

It's already winter in Middle-earth, and the northern part of the underworld is covered with snow. In a snow-white field, no matter what color of the thing, there is nothing to hide.

Therefore, when he suddenly saw a long strip of bright red on the snow, Ye Qianqiu's brows furrowed.

I don't know who escaped on this road.

The mark of blood was still very new, and with the blood, Ye Qianqiu quickly found the owner of the blood. The person who fell to the ground on his back, Ye Qianqiu was not a stranger.

Even if it is transformed into a prototype, the giant beast that cannot be seen in Middle-earth at all can reveal its identity.

The only thing that can't be confirmed is whether this snow mastiff is weaving frost or snow.

Ye Qianqiu reached out and reached over to confirm that the snow mastiff still had breath, and Ye Qianqiu breathed a sigh of relief. Ye Qianqiu checked it up and down, and the snow mastiff seemed to have only external injuries, and it was not difficult to heal.

Stuffed the elixir for healing injuries into the snow mastiff's mouth, and Ye Qianqiu did not stay. The vitality of the demon clan is much stronger than that of the human race, and after eating Ye Qianqiu's elixir, the snow mastiff should recover quickly.

Further back, Ye Qianqiu had one more doubt in his mind.

Weaving Frost and Weaving Snow have always been by Yanjun's side, and the snow mastiff appears here, is Yanjun around? Moreover, according to the relationship between Yanjun and Weaving Frost and Weaving Snow, they will not be left in the snow to die.

Could it be that something happened to Yanjun?

Ye Qianqiu's guess was quickly confirmed, and after walking a little further, Ye Qianqiu saw Yanjun. Not only Yanjun, Ye Qianqiu also saw the little fox in Yanjun's arms.

Yanjun's appearance is very conspicuous, but what made Ye Qianqiu notice him this time was his embarrassment.

When I saw Yanjun a few times, the other party had a breezy feeling, and he was always neat and tidy in a coat. But now, Yanjun, who was curled up and hiding under the snow slope with the little fox in his arms, was embarrassed and weak.

Rustle, rustle.

As Ye Qianqiu approached, the rustling sound became clearer and clearer.

Just as Ye Qianqiu was about to say hello, a gust of wind swept up the snow on the ground, blocking Ye Qianqiu's vision. An ice ridge shot out from the wind and snow, and the target was Ye Qianqiu's heart.

"Senior Yanjun!" Ye Qianqiu was taken aback by this sudden attack, and when he dodged, he hurriedly shouted: "It's me, I'm Ye Qianqiu!"

As the words fell, the wind and snow also disappeared. Imprinted into Ye Qianqiu's eyes was Yanjun who was stained with blood on his body.

Yanjun's face was very pale, holding a fan in his right hand, and holding the little fox in his arms tightly with his left hand. Ye Qianqiu could see that Yanjun's hand was trembling, as if the blow just now had exhausted his strength.

"It's you. After recognizing Ye Qianqiu, Yanjun only said this sentence, and then sat on the snow: "I thought it was a chasing soldier." ”

Yan Jun, who was sitting on the ground, looked very tired, and even his own self-proclaimed was useless.

"Why is the senior in this place?" Ye Qianqiu was a little puzzled.

When Ye Qianqiu was in the Five Elements Space, he once got in touch with Yanjun through the artifact phantom. The last time Yanjun's situation was much better than now. Moreover, Yanjun said that after knowing that Jialan was looking for someone with an artifact everywhere, he had already found a place to hide.

But what's going on now?

"It's a long story. Yanjun sighed. didn't mean to speak at length, but handed the little fox in his arms to Ye Qianqiu.

"Ye Qianqiu, I'm glad I see you now. When Ye Qianqiu took over the little fox, Yanjun's hand also drooped: "If you can, please take care of the young emperor in the future, and the future of the land in the north depends on him." ”

"Not really. Ye Qianqiu was stunned.

She confirmed that the little fox in Yanjun's arms was Xuan Lie, but Ye Qianqiu really couldn't bear this dying tone.

In today's environment, her cultivation is obviously at the level of ants among the immortals and demons in the sky. So, how much courage did Yanjun have to hand over the future of the Northern Land to her?

Seeing that Yanjun didn't mean to stand up again, Ye Qianqiu hurriedly squatted down: "Senior Yanjun, what's wrong with you?"

Yanjun, who was already unconscious, raised his eyes with difficulty, and then pointed to his chest.

At this time, Ye Qianqiu noticed that there was something different in Yanjun's chest. There was a dent in his chest. Yanjun was covered with blood, and the source was this depression.

Ye Qianqiu was stunned. How much does it have to hurt to break the sternum?

However, for demon cultivators, a broken sternum is not a big deal. The vitality of the demon cultivator is so tenacious, as long as Neidan is still there, he will definitely be able to recover. Therefore, there is no need for Yanjun to entrust Xuanyeol to himself!

"My Nedan, it's gone. Yanjun saw Ye Qianqiu's thoughts at a glance, and while uncovering his clothes, he explained: "My inner pill and viscera have been destroyed. ”

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