A week after Fang Xun'an was attacked, he and Gu Xintong finally came to the waters of the frozen lake.

"Ah, it's finally here, I'm tired to death!" Fang Xun'an lay in the ice and snow, looking up to the sky and sighing.

Ever since Gu Xintong knew that she had mastered the sword technique, she refused to let herself stay in her place.

Gu Xintong's statement was: "You said that you are an adult, and you have also mastered the sword technique, so you will not allow Xu Zai to rely on me to fly with you like before." ”

Fang Xun'an's reaction at that time was naturally not to do it, although flying was quite interesting, but since there was a hitchhiker on the spot, why bother to fly by yourself, this is a serious waste of resources!

So in this matter, Fang Xun'an began to argue with Gu Xintong, but no matter what reason Fang Xun'an had, Gu Xintong was always unwilling, and let him continue to lie on his shoulders to enjoy happiness when he was flying.

Gu Xintong finally gave him a good choice, one was to rely on his own strength and fly away, and the other was to stay in the Rong Beast Bag honestly and let Gu Xintong take him away.

Fang Xun'an was very unconvinced at that time, he was not big, and he was very light, even if it was in the bag of the beast, it would make no difference!

Gu Xintong didn't care what his reason was, anyway, among the two options of flying by himself and being in the bag of containing beasts, Fang Xun'an had to choose one.

It's impossible to drill into the beast bag, it's impossible in this life!

Seeing that Gu Xintong was so resolute, Fang Xun'an could only choose to fly by himself in the end.

In fact, the reason why Gu Xintong didn't let Fang Xun'an continue to stay on his shoulders was very simple, that is, he was upset when he looked at it.

Fang Xun'an couldn't fly before, so when Gu Xintong took him, it was like carrying a child who couldn't walk, and he didn't feel anything.

The situation is different now, Fang Xun'an will fly, he can travel by himself, so there is no need to take him with him anymore.

Have you ever seen a child in his twenties who let his father take him out to play?

So for more than a week, Fang Xun'an relied on his own strength and flew over slowly.

Gu Xintong was also ruthless, letting a little flower who had just learned to fly fly for so long, and he didn't help him halfway.

After the novelty of one thing has passed, it becomes tedious, and the same is true for flying.

When Fang Xun'an first used the sword technique to fly, it was called an excitement, he felt that he could fly for seven days and seven nights without stopping.

But only three days later, Fang Xun'an felt that he was about to vomit.

The sky had always been like that, nothing had changed much, and not even a single rain had fallen during the week.

And the green mountains and green waters below, when he first looked at it, Fang Xun'an still felt very warm and healing, but if it was this thing every day, it would be tired!

After a week of torture, Fang Xun'an finally saw some different scenes, and those scenes can be described in one word - white!

Looking at it, no matter what it was, it was covered with a thick layer of snow, and the mountains, rivers and rivers were all wrapped in snow-white jackets, and Fang Xun'an, who was shaking for a while, had a headache.

In addition to the fact that the ground below was white, even the sky was covered with white clouds, looking into the distance from the sky, Fang Xun'an couldn't even find the existence of the skyline, the sky and the earth seemed to be seamless.

Fang Xun'an felt that if someone took a photo of this scene for him in his previous life, he would definitely fan it with a big mouth, pointing at his nose and scolding: "Can your P picture p point the scene in the world!"

But now Fang Xun'an is lying in this picture scroll, looking at the sky in a daze, he doesn't want to move at all now, he just wants to rest.

"Squeak~"

A sound of stepping on snow suddenly appeared in his ears, and then Fang Xun'an's vision was filled with a delicate face, who else could there be but Gu Xintong.

"Hey, Xiao An'an, don't lie down, hurry up, we're about to meet Sister Jifeng and them!" Gu Xintong said, about to pull Xun An, who was paralyzed on the ground, up, but he rolled and dodged.

"I don't, I'm a waste flower now, and I need to rest for a while to recover!"

Gu Xintong frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to him again: "Don't make trouble, hurry up, we have been delayed for so long before, Sister Jifeng and they are already in a hurry!"

However, this time he was dodged by Fang Xun'an.

Gu Xintong didn't catch Fang Xun'an twice in a row, and now he also lost his temper: "Hey, I don't believe I can't catch you today!"

Then both hands reached out together, and the other party Xun'an launched a fierce attack.

Fang Xun'an was like a loach at this moment, in this dense afterimage, sometimes rolling, sometimes jumping, sometimes even burrowing into the snow and jumping out again.

After this "competition", there were dozens of small pits and countless palm prints on the originally flat snow.

Fang Xun'an saw that Gu Xintong's offensive stopped, so he propped up his upper body and said to her: "Sister Xintong, don't toss anymore, let me have a good rest and continue to hurry." ”

After saying that, he lay on his back in the snow again.

At this moment, Gu Xintong's competitiveness was completely aroused by him, she snorted coldly, and said, "You dare to underestimate me!"

I saw that her hands like white jade were gradually covered with a layer of demonic energy, and this black demonic qi was as conspicuous as a lamp in black smoke in this place where the sky and the earth were white.

Gu Xintong stared at Fang Xun'an with an unkind face, and the hand covered by demonic qi shook it at him, Fang Xun'an, who was cultivating his body and mind, instantly felt as if he had been caught by something.

"Enemy attack!"

Fang Xun'an shouted at the top of his voice, and then began to struggle desperately.

"No, with Gu Xintong here, how could he be attacked, unless he ......"

Fang Xun'an hurriedly looked up, Gu Xintong stared at herself, a trace of coldness melted at the corner of her mouth, one of her hands was in the shape of a half-clenched fist, and black demonic qi had been lingering around this hand.

"Sister Xintong, what are you doing, scare me, let go of me and let me rest for a while. Fang Xun'an complained.

He thought that some unknown guy suddenly stared at his body and was about to arrest him, but it turned out to be just a false alarm.

Gu Xintong smiled, and said with a smile: "Let go of you, okay, as long as you get up and continue to travel with me, I will let you go!"