Chapter 850 (1/2)

When Zifeng flew thousands of miles out of Donglin City, there were few cities and towns on the map, even poor. The land below is barren, with vertical and horizontal gullies and yellowish soil. There are no shade trees on it. The occasional mountain forest fell down and found that it was so intermingled, and the vegetation withered, let alone any spirit beast.

But the scene on the ground was getting worse and worse, until there was only a desert in front of us, and there were no other colors in our sight.

It was so depressing that after flying for half a month, the withered and yellow landform below finally changed a little and was replaced by a blue lake. If there is no wrong mark on the map, you will go to feisheng city after passing the lake, which is the place to go to the sect.

In fact, there was another place that made Zifeng feel very confused. When he swept through the air, Zifeng's spiritual power carefully explored the heaven and earth aura in the air, but found that the aura in the sky was not rare, but very strong, and more and more intense as he drove forward. What's the reason?

I can't understand it, but I can't understand it.

Along the way, with cold as snow and Xiaobai, they also eliminated a lot of boring time. At first, Leng Ruxue didn't know that Xiaobai would spit out people's words, and Xiaobai took advantage of this to hide behind Zifeng, but spoke.

It was as cold as snow. Zifeng clearly focused on the scroll of ”Wuyue boxing” and focused on the meridians of Yuan Li's movement. His lips didn't move at all, but there was a sound. Isn't there a ghost?

No, just as it was cold as snow looking around, a strange voice appeared in the rear. It was a little sharp and spoke at a high speed. Who is it?

For a moment, the back of the lightning eagle was full of mysteries and shadows. Just this matter, cold as snow, tossed for a few days. But he still wants face. Instead of asking Zifeng, he has to explore alone. How are you.

Whenever the sound appeared, whether it was cold as snow, sleeping or doing anything else, he would flash to Wu Zifeng for the first time to check whether his lips moved. But every time he was defeated, Zifeng didn't even lift his eyelids.

Several times, Zifeng really didn't want to lose Xiaobai and lightning carving. Level 7 demons and Xiaobai sing and play together, one before and one after, turning cold as snow

”Wu Zifeng. You've been playing with me again and again for a few days. Is that interesting? ” Once again, the investigation was fruitless, and the cold patience seemed to have been exhausted.

He closed the scroll in his hand. Zifeng rubbed his sour eyebrows and sat up straight, ”play with you. Do you think I look like you?” Looking directly into the cold snow eyes, the eyes are as clear as ever, without a trace of panic.

Zifeng is not good at lying to people close to him. Everyone he knew knew knew that.

”Except you. Is there anyone else in the room? ” Leng Ruxue glared at Wu Zifeng. She was right. There were only two of them. The milk voice and the sharp voice were not pretended by Wu Zifeng. Who else could there be.

Shaking his head, he grabbed Xiaobai hiding behind him and threw it directly to Leng Ruxue. ”You've had enough in these two days. It's time to confess. Or I'll leave you in the lake! ”

”Who did you say you were going to throw into the lake! Say it again! ” Cold as snow, like an untouchable hedgehog, covered with thorns.