"One of their friends may be in the Arctic ice field, and there may be some danger, so they are in a hurry to save people, and they didn't come to say hello to you." Lu Changsheng explains to Gu Fenghua.
As a matter of fact, Gu Fenghua and others are thinking about Xie Youran's safety, where can they take care of Zhong Lingxiu. However, as far as the secrets of the ancient ruins are concerned, Lu Changsheng has nothing else to say.
"I'll see it, too." Zhong Lingxiu didn't ask much. She flew up and chased after him outside the city.
Lu Changsheng hasn't figured out whether to persuade or not. Zhong Lingxiu's figure is more than ten feet away. It's too late to persuade.
"Sister, they are looking for friends. What are you doing?" But Zhong Lingjun cried out for no reason.
"You stay and wait for me. If I don't come back after January, you go back by yourself." Zhong Lingxiu did not answer, just a simple and clear advice. With that, the man had already flown out of the gate and toward the direction of the Arctic ice sheet.
Zhong Lingjun chased a few steps, but stopped. The strength gap is too big to catch up with.
At the same time, the strong men from the great saints in the spirit polar region also arrived at Beiyuan city one after another, but they did not enter the city, but went to the Arctic ice field as fast as they could.
What Gu Fenghua was worried about happened.
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Three days passed in a hurry. At dusk, Gu Fenghua and his party floated down with the ghost again.
The cold wind whistling, thin ice crystal hit in the face, piercing cold.
According to Lorne, Guijiao's route is actually in a circle, but it took them two days to fly northward, and then half a day to the west, but only half a day to the south. The circle is not big, so they are now deep into the Arctic ice sheet, and the climate is even colder.
Along the way, in order to save Shengqi and increase the speed to the extreme, people did not dare to gather the shield, but accelerated the operation of Shengqi in the body to resist the cold. At this time, the hair, eyebrows and eyelashes were covered with a thick layer of frost.
As soon as he fell to the ground, GUI Jiao skillfully bent on the ground and raised his head to look around.
"Have you arrived yet?" Lorne gasped.
Although the cold was nothing with their cultivation at this time, they did their best to keep away from the wind for three days. Except for taking a few breaths occasionally while Guijiao was trying to identify the direction, there was no decent rest time at all. Her holy Qi was quickly consumed and she couldn't support it.
GUI Jiao didn't answer, but he just turned his head desperately, with deep doubts in his eyes. At the same time, he also had some special confusion of Fen Lu Chi.
"It's strange. I remember it's here. Why is it so different from before?" After a while, GUI Jiao raised his head and said in doubt.
"Are you sure it's here? Do you remember it wrong?" Lorne asked suspiciously.
Hard to gather the mind, to explore around, she did not find anything unusual.
Don't mention her, even Gu Fenghua didn't feel the strange Qi in the blood red heart sword, and he was as suspicious as Lorne.
"No, it must be here. Back then, I was chased and killed by that holy sect, and I didn't have a chance to breathe for a moment. That is to say, I finally avoided them and had a chance to recover for a few days. If not, how could I save my life, how could I find longlingcao and qingxuedilian, and how could I get revenge. It's a pity that I'm not lucky enough to get revenge, and I meet the old guy Gongye Longzhu again... "Gui Jiao affirms, and then explains why he's so sure. As he says that, his nagging problem breaks out, and he begins to complain with sadness.