Thirty thousand miles away from Jindu, Sima Jinyu found that the soil underground was completely cut by snow. He knew that Murong Jinghong had caught up with him, so he jumped out of the ground calmly. As expected, he saw Murong Jinghong standing in front of him, with a serious look on his face.

"Sima Jinyu is really honored to have the emperor of Xuehong Kingdom come to see him off in person!" A voice as loud as thunder spread across the snow. These words were really arrogant.

Murong Jinghong was not annoyed, however, and said calmly: "Xuehong Country is not a place where enemies can come and leave as they please. Sima Jinyu, are you going to kill yourself? Or should I do it myself?"

Sima Jinyu stared at Murong Jinghong warily, but laughed and taunted: "I don't come to the neighbor's house to visit and talk about enemies. You Murong Jinghong are too petty!"

Murong Jinghong retorted sarcastically: "The neighbor who covets my Concubine Xue, with such wolf ambition, everyone in the world should punish him!"

"That's not right. Everyone has a love for beauty. As a man, you are also a man with three thousand beauties. You should be able to understand my feelings. How can you use such an insulting adjective as the ambition of a wolf?

What about this king?"

"I really didn't realize that you turned out to be a eloquent person. You have nothing to say, so do it!" Murong Jinghong didn't wait for Sima Jinyu to answer, but he took the initiative and rushed over.

The snow on the ground kept gathering in Murong Jinghong's hands as he ran away, and soon condensed into a white sword. The light of the sword's edge made people dare not look directly at it.

The moment Murong Jinghong rushed over, a golden stick appeared from Sima Jinyu's hand and he hurriedly blocked the snow sword.

"React quickly, take another strike from me." Murong Jinghong backed away for several miles, and the sword in his hand circled above his head. Thousands of snow swords swept over him like snow.

Sima Jinyu raised the stick in his hand high above his head and did not move. When the snow sword rushed over, the stick emitted a golden light, with the stick as the axis, forming a golden aura that surrounded Sima Jinyu's body.

Like the golden bell in martial arts novels, when those snow swords hit the golden light, they turned into water and flowed down the shield.

"Murong Jinghong turns out to be nothing more than that. If you have any other killing moves, feel free to use them," Sima Jinyu shouted nonchalantly.

Although Murong Jinghong made two moves and was blocked by Sima Jinyu, he was not annoyed at all. Instead, he smiled softly. He was already extremely handsome, and with a smile like a flower blooming in early spring, there was suddenly a vague look on his body.
Chapter completed!