Chapter 357: The Death of Xiao Peng in Jiangnan
Xiao Wanshu is a mutated ice spirit root, and in this ice world, her cultivation speed can be described as a thousand miles per day. Keluo Lei hadn't contacted her for a long time. She had spiritual roots but didn't know the cultivation method. At this time, there was a change in the He family. He Bai hid in their house and saw that she was a cultivator. He guided her and because they had a common enemy, they hit it off immediately, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.
Today, Lin Keqing was at the Jiangnan base, Qin Lang strictly went to the East China Sea, and even Zhao Yulong had an accident. Everything went unbelievably smoothly.
She stuck a flying talisman on her feet and flew towards the uninhabited snowfield to the east.
Riding against the wind, the vast earth prostrated beneath her feet, and Xiao Wanshu felt an unprecedented strength. Her chest was filled with a surge of passion, as she tossed Xiao Ze back and forth, occasionally emitting piercing smirks.
But he didn't realize that in such a cold and fierce wind, Ozawa didn't feel embarrassed. When he saw no one rushing to save him, he hugged him tightly like he had given up his life and remained silent.
The energy of the flying talismans has been depleted, and they are already several hundred kilometers away from the convoy's route. The four fields are vast and white, with no human habitation, only the sound of wind and snow "sobbing", like ghosts crying and wolves howling. Even the timid ones cannot bear it.
Xiao Wanshu slammed Xiao Ze into the snow, creating a deep snow cave.
Ozawa didn't cry either. He spat out snow foam and crawled to the cave with his hands and feet, only carefully sticking out a small head.
He was holding a green dragon jade pendant.
My head is spinning rapidly.
Uncle Zhao Yulong and the others have all been injured. Mom must be saving them now. If she cries for help herself, will it disturb them.