Chu Yue ran wildly on the endless glacier, her blood-red long skirt was like a gorgeous flower blooming in the Forgetful River.

Tu Weiwei, Xiao Li and others followed without hesitation.

They will always be like this.

Even if there is a path ahead of them that will surely die, they will still be willing to die without hesitation!

"Hong Qianji, it's still time for you to make the right choice now."

Fu Bilian planned to convince Hong Qianji that although she didn't know why Hong Qianji suddenly went crazy and wanted to sacrifice her life to save Ye Chuyue, in the battle between the Military Affairs Bureau, Hong Qianji must have hated Ye Chuyue.

Hong Qianji looked at Chu Yue, who was flying forward and moving farther away in the ice storm, and her legs were as if they were rooted on the ground, motionless.

At this moment, Li Qingran led the young warriors from the Qing Dynasty to resolutely follow Chu Yue's pace.

Hong Qianji stood still, but looked at Han Jin.

Beside her were Han Jin and other warriors from Beizhou.

"Han Jin, the Lord of the Tianlang Domain highly appreciates your father and your talents. Those who know the times are heroes." Fu Bilian said again.

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After all, in the battle between Chi Yingjun, Han Jin and his father, the head of the Han family, stood on one side, and no matter what the final result was, they could protect the Han family.

"Young Master Han?" Hong Qianji narrowed her eyes.

Since childhood, Han Jin has always been like a scheming fox. He works in a person without any reckless way.

It would be absolutely impossible for Han Jin to offend the Tianlang Realm because of Ye Chuyue.

Han Jin took the spirit fire and turned around and looked at the red figure running wildly between the sky and the earth.

He admitted that Ye Chuyue was a strong man.

Han Jin remained silent and turned to Fu Bilian: "Saint Maiden Fu, Yu Weiyu, Han has a few martial arts tricks, and I want to ask you two."

Yu Weiyu smiled and presented the spirit fire to Han Jin: "Yu must have said everything and said everything. I hope we can spend a happy life in the little heaven."

Hundreds of thousands of crows, ice storms, dragons in the abyss, unknown dangers.

These are not something that can be fought against by Ye Chuyue!

But he didn't dare to bet whether Ye Chuyue could still create miracles in Xiao Chongtian.

He has never been a gambler, but a wise man who is sure to win and watch the tiger!

What to expect.

Hong Qianji looked at him and shook her head. Sanqian's black hair was blew by the wind and snow, and her eyes were filled with disappointment.

Han Jin took a light breath.

He looked at Hong Qianji silently, thinking that people like Hong Qianji would eventually choose to follow Fu Bilian, after all, this was a wise move.

The other teenagers in the Sanctuary were waiting for his choice: "How should we deal with ourselves?"

Ye Mo gritted his teeth: "Follow, even if you die!"

She didn't say anything, turned around and took her long legs, rushing out like a flash of lightning, trying to quickly catch up with Chu Yue's pace.

Ye Mo frowned.

Ye Mo had already realized death and rushed out like a leopard.

The cries of hundreds of thousands of crows intertwined the illusion of chaos, shaking the eardrums of hundreds of warriors. Even the spectators outside the Thousand-Section Divine Scroll seemed to tremble in their souls!

People from the Holy Land will never turn their elbows out. Even if they hate Ye Chuyue, they will only do their best to follow Ye Chuyue.

The smog at the end of the glacier is getting heavier and heavier, like a wild beast, devouring everyone's vision.

Even the Thousand-Section Divine Scroll cannot detect the scenes inside the haze.

The dark night has no spiritual fire sun and no light.

While the wind blows, haze fills the sky.

The sound of the ice shattering sounded.

It is conceivable that the group of people who are not afraid of death have fallen into the abyss of the ice.

Everyone only saw that Chu Yue and his group were swallowed by the smog.

"Crack, Crack!"

Tu Weiwei, Ye Mo and a group of people followed her and appeared beside her.

The ice began to tremble violently and shatter.

"That's it."

Chu Yue entered the depths of the fog, and a smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

He must have been thrusting his mind, and he still had a glimmer of hope for Ye Chuyue.

"Ye Chuyue, I'll give my life to you, that's how you treat me."

The cracked ice fell down.

"It's really a dead end." Ye Mo stared at his slightly red eyes.

"Miss Qingran has no resentment?"

Chu Yue looked at Li Qingran and asked indifferently.

Hong Qianji was surprised: "You just need to die and do it right. Why bother to bring me here in one go?"

She was crazy and believed that Ye Chuyue’s path to survive was the way to survive. She finally understood why the old fox Han Jin had to turn against Yu Weiyu’s camp.

Chu Yue twitched his lips for a while, then pulled out the National Protection Sword behind him and whispered: "That's better, just stimulate it a little more."

After saying that, Chu Yue directly slashed the unbreakable ice layer with one knife.

Li Qingran looked at the fog around him, then looked down at the shattered ice layer of her feet.

Finally, he looked at Chu Yue with a smile on his face: "It's really exciting to follow Ye San Master. Yan Nan Ji Cheng won't deceive me."

Hong Qianji closed her eyes and gritted her teeth.

Instead of such ups and downs, Ye Chuyue might as well not save her before and let her die in the glacier abyss.

Wherever the blade passed, the ice layer was shattered.

Without the support of the ice layer, everyone fell down.

Ye Mo opened his eyes in shock and saw dense spiritual fires everywhere.

The fire is within reach and is warming them.

Ye Mo was thinking, Ye Chuyue died, and His Highness would marry Feng Qingcheng.

Soon, just as they thought they were about to welcome the arrival of the god of death and threw themselves into the abyss of the glacier, they fell into warmth!

Hong Qianji's eyes tightened.

Li Qingran smiled gently, stretched out his soft hand, touched a little fire with his fingertips, and looked back at Chu Yue: "Is this the general's way to survive?" The current spiritual fires are like clouds made of fire, forming an ancient palace-like space.

"Is this... Spiritual Fire Sun?" Ye Mo was shocked.

Hundreds of thousands of Yin Crows are in danger, and it is definitely not a few hundred spiritual fires that can be safely survived. If you want to survive safely, you can only coexist with the spiritual fire sun.

Chu Yue put the National Protection Sword on the scabbard behind him and explained: "The glacier abyss of Xiao Chongtian is terrible, but danger and safety will also undergo qualitative changes as the orbit of the Spirit Fire Sun change. When the Spirit Fire Sun rises, the ice layer is indeed the safest, but once the fire sun lands, the bottom of this ice layer is like the reverse sky, and it is the safest.

"The spiritual fire is like the sun, and it comes out of the east and falls in the west."

Moreover, I have checked it. This place will be hundreds of times faster than usual, and the spiritual fire can be used to temper the body safely. You may as well calm down and practice it?"
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