At that time, the tribesmen searched everywhere to no avail. After a long period of time, they suddenly appeared again, seriously injured, saying that they had returned from an extremely cold place.

The injuries on his body were also caused by outside monks, and they did not heal after decades of cultivation. Later, he left his last words and passed away."

After hearing this, Jiayin immediately cheered up, "Does the patriarch know where that position is?"

Lang Qing nodded, "You know, my father took me there to see it before I took over as the clan leader. That is something that each of our clan leaders must know."

"That's great. Patriarch Lao is leading the way. I want to find there quickly."

Xiao Jiu, who was next to him, also jumped up, "Father, father, I want to go too, I want to have a look too."

Lang Qing stretched out his paws, slapped his youngest son who jumped next to him, and brought him to the feet of the two snow wolves, saying: "Watch it, don't let it follow."

The two snow wolves said in unison: "Yes, clan leader."

"Ah? Father, why? I'll just follow you and have a look. I'm sure you won't mess around. You believe me~"

Lang Qing ignored his youngest son's cries and howls and walked out of the cave first, saying to Jiayin: "Sir, please follow me."

Jiayin nodded and followed closely. Before turning around, he threw a storage bag to Xiaojiu. There were spiritual stones and elixirs in it. They were all wound medicines that monsters could take and could be kept for emergencies.

Xiao Jiu subconsciously grabbed the flying storage bag, and suddenly became silent, and concentrated on studying it.

Jiayin smiled and followed Lang Qing away. She also understood what Lang Qing was doing. His son was very curious. If he really knew where the teleportation array was, he might try it one day.

I don’t know where it will be teleported at that time, and I won’t be able to find it back even if I try to find it.

Jiayin walked forward behind Lang Qing. The more he walked, the more familiar he felt. The more he walked, the more familiar he felt, especially when he looked at the footprints under his feet.

She had followed these footprints before, left by her son Xiaojiu.

When they walked to the place where Jiayin and Xiaojiu were standing and talking, Jiayin couldn't help but hold her forehead. There was always a bad feeling.
Chapter completed!