The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

On the northern wasteland thousands of miles away from the south of the king's court.

The wind and snow are getting worse.

The howling north wind is like a steel knife, as if it can pierce a person's body, blowing fiercely.

Snow fists the size of a baby's fist fell, and the visibility was extremely low, as if it would be buried by the snow as long as it stayed for a while.

On the waist-deep snow, Huo Mingxin walked hard. He did not dare to stay a bit, because he knew that in such a situation, stopping would mean death!

At this moment, there is only one belief in his heart, that is, to fulfill Chen Fan's original entrustment at all costs.

You must bring the agreement and documents to the Profound Emperor, in exchange for your own Qingyun to go straight up and seal the land!

But what Huo Mingxin didn't know was that just above him, there was a flying boat slowly floating.

Above the flying boat is Wu Youde who has been covered by heavy snow and almost turned into a snowman.

Suddenly, Wu Youde seemed to hear a voice coming from behind him. Looking back, it turned out that Jianxin had already woken up.

"Where is this?" Jianxin asked in confusion.

"Northern Wasteland, don't blame Chen Fan, he is also for your own good!" Wu Youde comforted.

But as soon as his voice fell, he saw Jian Xin's sharp eyes and the two sword intent shot out of the holes in his eyes!

"For my good? I said that even if we die, we will die together. How can I let him leave the situation now!"

At this moment, Jianxin seemed to be due to the urgent situation. Without a single bit of stammer, he got up and jumped off the flying boat.

"What are you doing!" Wu Youde said eagerly: "We are already too far away from the royal court. Even if you go back now, it won't help!"

After hearing this, Jian Xin said without turning his head: "Who said it won't help, I still have the last flying spirit treasure!"

"At the beginning, he told me that this flying spirit treasure should be treated to escape when it is dangerous, but this time, I will use it and die with him!"

After the words fell, Jian Xin slapped his storage bag, the light flashed, and two transparent cyan wings suddenly appeared behind him.

With the flapping of the wings, the wind and snow seemed to grow stronger.

Jian Xin rose directly from the ground, unfolding at the fastest speed, and flew towards the palace.

Wu Youde stared straight at Jian Xin's leaving back, his eyes showed a struggle. He looked at Huo Mingxin on the ground, and finally gritted his teeth and said to himself: "Chen Fan, it's not that I don't want to stop her. She is determined, I can only concentrate on completing the tasks you left behind!"

Under such a situation, Wu Youde really wanted to go back with Jianxin, and one more person would also have more strength.

After all, his heart is not iron-struck. Having worked with Chen Fan for so long, he has already had feelings.

But Wu Youde knew more about the importance of Chen Fan's task.

In case he died here, it can be said that all Chen Fan's hard work was wasted.

Therefore, Wu Youde cannot afford to lose, and now he can only expect that Chen Fan and Jianxin are fine.

In this way, in the face of the bitter north wind and howling wind and snow, Wu Youde continued to move forward, as did Huo Mingxin on the ground.

At this moment, his state is actually better than Wu Youde. At least he has a goal and obsession to fight for.

As for Wu Youde, he could only look back at Wang Ting's direction from time to time while constantly observing Huo Mingxin, as if he wanted to take a look at Chen Fan through his eyes.