The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

At this point, the conversation is over. Chen Fan knows that he can't ask anything anymore, so he can only hide the thoughts in his heart that are overwhelming.

This night, he dreamed for the first time in his life.

He seemed to dream of an endless sea of ​​meteors with an unparalleled aura of oppression, and he also seemed to dream of a mysterious person wearing a mask and hugging himself in his infant.

As soon as the picture turned, Chen Fan saw that he had grown up, and the person standing opposite was the mysterious man wearing a mask.

Chen Fan questioned the mysterious man, who he was, who he was, and why he was taken to Qingyang City and Li's house back then.

"Chen Fan, Chen Fan..."

A shouting sound made Chen Fan regain consciousness, opened his eyes and saw that it was Wu Youde's big face in front of him.

"In this spooky weather, the snow is getting bigger and bigger. Let's go quickly."

The cold wind kept pouring in, Wu Youde opened his mouth and ate the snowflakes.

Chen Fan slowly got up, only to see that everyone had packed their outfits and was preparing to go on the road.

Huo Mingxin's face turned purple with cold, wearing a thick leather hat, only showing a pair of eyes.

"I said you didn't talk about such a horrible weather before you called me here. When you get to the place, if you want to add money to me, you can add 20,000, um... Don't say anything, 10,000 will do!"

"I said Chen Fan, you can't be so black-hearted. If it doesn't work, it's five thousand, but it can't be less. Wu Youde is also a face-to-face person. I am embarrassed to say it if I go out!"

"Let's do it, if you don't say anything, I will treat it as your consent, and don't make a mistake when you arrive!"

Accompanied by Wu Youde's endless chattering voice, a few lines of deep footprints were left in the waist-deep snow.

Nowadays, horses have long been left in the defense line of the Great Wall. In the northern wilderness of Ru, riding horses may not be as fast as walking.

Similarly, the wolf rider of the Sun Slave will have no place for bravery.

The demon wolf is not as tall as a war horse. Under such circumstances, as soon as he goes out, his entire body is covered in thick snow.

In this way, everyone drifted away and rushed to Beiding Village the next morning.

Li Pangui personally received Chen Fan. He was in a bad state, as did the others in the village.

Zhou Yong, the lord of Xiaguang City, could only meet Chen Fan on the sickbed.

This year’s winter was extremely cold, and many people in the village had already fallen ill. Li Pangui told Chen Fan that the winter in the north has been getting colder year by year in the past few days. I am afraid that within a few years, they will no longer be able to provide for the human race. Live.

Chen Fan did not choose to rest in Beiding Village for a few days, and after leaving a lot of supplies, he left again.

They came to the site of Xiaguang City, which was already completely covered by snow, and there have even been earth-shaking changes since Chen Fan's arrival last time.

Along the way, there have been many such things.

Chen Fan saw that many people from the Sun Slave tribe were living things, cattle, sheep, and demon wolves, all buried in ice and snow.

He saw Tong Yong's tomb. At this moment, even the tombstone that he had set up by himself was hidden under the snow.

Chen Fan helped Tong Yong clean up under the heavy snow, so that his tombstone could once again look at the Great Wall defense line and the homeland of Xuanjing.

But everyone knows that this is only temporary, and it won't be long before everything will be swallowed by nature.

When he came to the place where he fought with the Zhinu scout camp that day, if Chen Fan hadn't remembered where his brother died, I'm afraid he wouldn't have discovered it at all.

Everything in front of me seems to be telling all the time, the bitter cold in the north!