Chapter 2457 (1/2)

In terms of martial arts, this man's Kung Fu should have reached the peak, and he should be a generation of great masters or something.

This man looks so young, and his martial arts are so high. He is obviously a unique genius. With his appearance, should he get mixed up in this world?

After Ning Xuemo came to the world, her mental power disappeared, which made her doubt that the world had no mental power.

Now when I see this person again, I firmly believe that.

She can't help thinking of God Jiuli. He is still a child. If he doesn't have mindfulness protection, he is afraid that he can't stand in the world only with the strength of a four or five-year-old -

Where will he fall? Is there a danger now?

The more she thought about it, the more anxious she was. It was burning!

Ning Xuemo's ice Valley is very strange. She has searched all over the hundred miles. Except for ice, it's snow. Don't mention people, she doesn't see any other gasps!

Now this person is the only living person she met. She thought for a moment, and made a sign to Hongti, indicating that she was waiting in place, and she followed up quietly.

The man seems to have a lot of worries, or no one here is used to it. He has no defense at all, so he doesn't notice ningxuemo coming up behind him. He turns around in the ice cave seven times. Looking at the direction he is going, it's the ice chamber with the ice coffin.

The man was in a hurry at first, but when he was ten steps away from the ice room, he suddenly stopped and looked up at the ice room, standing still.

Ning Xuemo secretly calculated the distance he stood, and moved in his heart.

From his position, I can see the ice coffin.

The man's eyes were fixed on the ice coffin. The whole man seemed to be petrified there, as if he had become a statue.

Ning Xuemo stood not far behind him. He could not see his expression, but he felt a sad sadness emanating from the man. His back was tall and steep, but it was still.

”A Yue, I come to see you again.” For a while, he finally made a sound.

The voice was hoarse and low, as if it was oppressing something.