Yang Yunfan felt very anxious and could no longer wait quietly in the room.

He came out and stood in the yard, fidgeting.

"Qingxue, why aren't you back yet?"

Yang Yunfan felt inexplicably anxious, "Luoqiu said that Qingxue left the patrol. But in the vast snowy area, where can she go?"

Luo Qiu did not tell the truth to Yang Yunfan just now, but said that Ye Qingxue discovered something during the patrol, so she left the team and would probably come back soon.

"Um?"

At this moment, Yang Yunfan suddenly sensed something, and his expression changed slightly.

"My spiritual aura?"

Yang Yunfan left a piece of his spiritual consciousness in Ye Qingxue's amulet.

If he was in another divine realm and Ye Qingxue crushed the amulet, he might not be able to sense it if the distance was too far.

However, this is Snow City, and the snowy area is only a few hundred miles away from here.

At this distance, with the current strength of Yang Yunfan's soul, his consciousness could detect a slight fluctuation, and he could naturally sense it.

However, this feeling is very vague and fleeting.

"That's right, it is indeed my consciousness that fluctuates..."

Yang Yunfan's heart was extremely strange. Why did his consciousness fluctuate here?

Suddenly, he thought of something and clenched his fists tightly: "Qingxue must have crushed the amulet I gave her!"

"That must be the case, Qingxue is in danger!"

When he thought of this, Yang Yunfan's expression suddenly changed, "Yes, Qingxue will not leave the patrol team for no reason. Someone must have deceived Qingxue into leaving the patrol team!"

Deceived from the patrol team.

The other party must have some intention!

"Dare to touch Qingxue? You are really looking for death!"

Yang Yunfan's heart trembled, and all the divine power in his body suddenly surged.

The body of Lord Hatoyama couldn't help but be revealed. Layers of cuticles like fish scales quickly appeared on his glorious skin. His eyes instantly turned blood red. Around the pupils, there were three pairs of white jade beads.

The Rakshasa spirit patterns began to circulate faintly.

He looked towards the sky, and there was a faint fluctuation in the originally clear sky.

That was the fluctuation of his spiritual consciousness.

"North, three hundred miles away!"

The Jade Rakshasa in his eyes turned and he quickly determined the position.

"Bang!"

The next moment, he kicked hard with his feet, and shot out like a sharp arrow. Because the speed was so fast, it actually caused a sonic boom.

The strange aperture produced by the sonic boom spread in mid-air to the extent visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, his body disappeared into the sky, and with a bang, he landed heavily near the Phantom Palace deep in the snowy area.
Chapter completed!