The Path Toward Heaven

Chapter 461

Yuzhoufeng fell on the cliff. Xueji looked at Jing Jiu and didn't speak.

She came out from the snow mountain for some time, but this was the first time Jing Jiu saw her clearly.

Washed by the Yanggang fire of the burning sun flag, Xueji melted a lot of ice and snow on the surface of her body. She was no longer as round as she was at first, but she was still a little round. Her fingers were as lovely as glutinous rice cakes. Her feet couldn't see clearly because they were connected together.

At the beginning, he was trapped in the depths of the snow field. He had several divine knowledge exchanges with the Great Snow Queen. Like most humans, he also guessed what the highest existence of Chaotian continent looked like. Who could have thought it was a round little snowman

Jing Jiu's most fearful existence in Chaotian mainland is not the immortal book of Zhongzhou school, nor his senior brother, but the queen of snow country. He is very clear that the other party is the strongest existence in this continent, stronger than giant friends. Even in previous lives, he may not be her opponent.

How can we avoid the threat of the snow queen? Very simple, that is never touch. So after that trip to the snow field, he never came to the north again. He had to turn around and walk thousands of miles away from Baicheng. Therefore, he didn't look at Xueji from beginning to end, just didn't want her to find his existence.

At this time, the other party directly stopped in front of him, it doesn't matter. Just look at it, but it's better not to talk.

Qing'er carefully poked his head out of the blue sky mirror, looked at Jing Jiu's side face and Xueji, wanted to say something, and finally closed his mouth tightly.

The cliff was quiet, dead as a grave.

Suddenly footsteps came from the wind and snow.

Tong Yan finally came.

He looked at Jing Jiuwei and said, "I didn't expect you to stop and wait for me."

Qing'er found that Tong Yan was left in front of the snow mountain by Jing Jiu. She looked at him sympathetically and thought that the chess players were really dirty.

The next moment, Tong Yan saw Xueji and was ready to question Jing Jiu. She took all her words back and was silent.

His temperament is proud and cold. Even if he looks at Jing Jiu leaving with qingtianjian, he is still calm. At this time, the silence has nothing to do with calm.

Obviously, he was shocked and speechless.

The reason why his emotions fluctuate so strongly is that he has vaguely guessed the origin of Xueji.

He is a talented disciple of Zhongzhou sect. He has deep cultivation and is already a strong man in the middle of Yuanying at a young age. However, he did not play any role in the battle in front of the snow mountain, not because he was too weak, but because the burning sun flag was too strong.

If Xueji hadn't appeared, they might have died by this time.

In other words, Xueji is their lifesaver.

Well nine didn't dare to look at her. She ran faster than a lost dog. She didn't even want yuzhoufeng's immortal flying sword, which was hard tempered. Why?

With one more person, there was still no sound on the snow cliff, still dead like a grave.

There is no difference between a joint tomb and a single tomb.

At this time, a voice suddenly broke the silence.

Cold cicada woke up at some time. She was very happy to see Jing Jiu. Several thin limbs rubbed at high speed and made a buzzing sound.

Jing Jiu, Tong Yan and Qing'er's eyes fell on it. It was very complex, with some pity and admiration.

Even Xueji glanced up at it, if she had white eyes, or it was like turning her eyes.

The cicada found out what was going on at this time. She was so frightened that her body suddenly stiffened and fell to the ground like an empty shell of a chestnut, making a soft noise.

What scares him most is that he can't pass out for some reason.

Well nine took a look at it.

The cold cicada struggled and hesitated for a long time before carefully climbing towards him on the snow.

Xueji's eyes fell on it.

It became very stiff again, turned its body very slowly, looked back at her and looked at well 91 again.

Although the world is big, it doesn't know where to go.

This fact made it sad and then confused. Finally, it closed its eyes, crossed its heart, fell directly to the ground and began to pretend to be dead, but its body kept shaking.

Well nine quietly looked at Xueji, suddenly stretched out his hand to pick up the cold cicada, and then took it away.

The temperature between the cliffs began to drop sharply, and the world was shrouded in cold.

Xueji stared into his eyes and suddenly made a noise.

The sound was very faint, like a hungry dog who wanted to drink milk.

Qing'er opened her mouth and couldn't speak. The expression on her face was very wonderful. She thought who could have thought that her voice was like this?

Tong Yan noticed that Xueji had no mouth. The sound should come from her abdomen.

"Boo ~ boo ~"

Xueji looked at Jing Jiu and continued to make her voice seriously.

No matter what sound it is, as long as it appears, it can dilute the tense and depressed atmosphere.