Wanxing Mountains, Zhuixian Lake.

The unshaven man, carrying a sword on his back, stood by the lake, looked at the lakeshore several hundred meters away, and then looked at the center of the lake.

The center of the lake, which was supposed to be rippling blue waves, is now occupied by an icicle flying into the sky.

The hundred-foot-tall pillar is as clear as crystal, exuding a dense cold air that remains unchanged forever, spreading under the moonlight like a waterfall, and the huge lake is completely frozen by it at this moment.

The bearded man smacked his mouth, as if he was frozen by the cold air. He moved and rubbed his arms, and sighed with some regret:

"Fortunately, I didn't catch up with the Third Young Master alone, otherwise I would have been frozen in that big ice block by the time you reported back."

The two of them were the man and woman who appeared outside the Buddhist hall earlier.

The woman was still wearing the tight-fitting black robe with red edges. She had a slim figure and a high ponytail floating slightly behind her head. She also looked at the huge icicle on the lake and said in a clear voice:

"It's Ran Qingmo from the Sword Sect."

The bearded man narrowed his eyes, and suddenly stepped on his foot, and his figure disappeared immediately. When he reappeared, he had already landed on the top of the huge icicle in the middle of the lake.

The woman saw the figure and followed her. When she arrived, the bearded man was squatting on the ice, gently stroking the surface of the ice crystals with his hands.

The woman looked around and looked down from a high position.

The forest composed of hundreds of meters of giant trees around Zhuixian Lake has now been flattened, which shows the intensity of the battle back then.

After a pause, the woman asked the man:

"Did you find anything?"

The man squatted on the ground, touched his beard, and said hesitantly:

"The other person who was fighting with Ran Qingmo didn't seem to be a human being."

"Monster?" The woman frowned, thought for a moment and said, "There are not many great monsters in this Wanxing Mountains who can fight with Ran Qingmo and become such a transformed monster."

The bearded man smiled slightly, threw a palm-sized scale he picked up to the woman, and said:

"It's not those old monsters."

The woman lowered her eyes and frowned: "It's a snake, can you tell what it is?"

The bearded man pondered slightly and whispered:

"The Qi left behind is a bit like a seven-year-old snake. Judging from this method and the remaining source Qi, this seven-year-old grasshopper should have shed its skin and reached the sixth life."

After a pause, the man stood up, with a rare serious look on his face:

"Ran Qingmo used this icicle to freeze her, and showed her true body to escape. Judging from this situation, Ran Qingmo didn't seem to want to confront her head-on."

The woman frowned even more tightly and said, "You mean, Ran Qingmo did what happened to the Third Young Master?"

The man did not answer immediately. He thought for a long time and shook his head:

"Not sure. At least when he fell into the Immortal Lake, Ran Qingmo wanted to protect the Third Young Master. He informed the eldest young master and several other people that we had found the whereabouts of the Third Young Master."

A trace of doubt flashed in the woman's eyes: "But now we..."

"We followed all the way, and the person who kidnapped the Third Young Master didn't go around the corner."

The man waved his hand to interrupt, standing on the top of a hundred-foot icicle, staring at the towering mountains in the distance like a giant beast swallowing the sky:

"They are going to Tianmen Mountain."

.........

The wound on the white tiger's back was hideous and terrifying. Although it had scabbed over, the bright red that had previously spread on the white tiger's snow-like fur was still dazzling.

Xu Yuan, who has just arrived in this world and has not yet been exposed to cultivation, cannot deduce more information from the shape and depth of the wound.

But just the fact that the white tiger was injured is enough.

When he was in a coma, the two of them were able to get to Tianmen Mountain from where they were in four days. It must have been the white tiger that supported him forward.

However, the white tiger, which was used as a means of transportation when he was in a coma, was injured due to an attack from a foreign object while accompanied by Ran Qingmo.

During the four days when he was in a coma, what happened seemed to take longer than he imagined.

As his thoughts flashed, Xu Yuan looked around again.

Pieces of snow fell from the sky with the bleak cold wind. Under the heavy snow, a blood-stained animal bone was faintly visible.

This discovery immediately made Xu Yuan's heart sink. He glanced at the thin snow wolf on the ground and sighed slightly.

This blood-stained skeleton should be the food that the white tiger had caught and eaten earlier, and given the size of the beast's skeleton, they had stayed there for at least a day.

One day...

With soldiers chasing behind him, why did Ran Qingmo have to stop and rest?

Xu Yuan looked at the woman in black sitting cross-legged on the snow.

The moonlight caressed her veil, and her inky robe moved with the wind, like a beautiful sculpture.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through Xu Yuan's mind and he took a deep breath:

"You...are hurt."

His voice was soft and gentle, drifting away in the cold wind of the mountains.

After a moment of silence, Ran Qingmo closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, but he did not deny it:

"Hmm."

"Very heavy?"

"A little bit."

The speculation was confirmed. Xu Yuan raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, then looked back at the endless forest sea at the foot of the mountain:

"Where is the other party?"

"Her injuries are lighter than mine."

"..."

Xu Yuan was silent.

Thinking about the injury on Bai Hu's back, it must have been him who held her back.

The cold wind is blowing, and the sky is filled with stars.

After a long time, Xu Yuancai spoke again, and his words were very serious:

"Thank you."

"...."

Ran Qingmo did not answer, just closed his eyes and said calmly:

"Now that you're awake, go up the mountain with her. I'll wait for her here."

As she said that, she raised her hand slightly and threw a small object to Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw that what Ran Qingmo threw to him was a small ice crystal sword, which was as translucent as crystal.

Xu Yuan asked subconsciously:

"This is?"

Ran Qingmo opened his eyes and glanced at the big white tiger beside him:

"If it moves, crush it."

A flash of surprise flashed in Xu Yuan's eyes.

Just now, he was still thinking about why the white tiger was so obedient to Ran Qingmo in four days. It turned out that Ran Qingmo had tampered with the other person's body.

After a slight silence, Xu Yuan didn't say anything. He held the ice crystal sword in his hand and climbed directly onto Bai Hu's back.

When he touched the bloody wound on the white tiger's back, Xu Yuan clearly felt the huge figure beneath him tremble.

Fortunately, other than that, the white tiger had no other major reaction.

Riding on the white tiger, Xu Yuan looked at the woman in black sitting cross-legged next to him again, remained slightly silent, and whispered:

"I will wait for you at Duantianya on the top of Tianmen Mountain."

"..."

After a moment of silence, Ran Qingmo’s voice was as quiet as when they first met:

"No need."

Xu Yuan stared at her and repeated unhurriedly:

"I said, I will wait for you at Duan Tianya."

Ran Qingmo blinked his eyes, slightly confused.

She tried to understand why the man in front of her had to wait for her.

Xu Yuan did not explain.

If Ran Qingmo doesn't come, he can only jump off the cliff.

With the original blessing of 3 points, let alone the cave, if you jump down, you will probably be hung to death by the convex wall halfway through the free fall.

Ran Qingmo couldn't figure it out and shook his head slightly:

"I left a vitality in you so that I can find you."

Xu Yuan made it up randomly, word for word:

"The cave can shield Qi."

Ran Qingmo was silent.

A long while,

She slowly opened her eyes, raised her head slightly, and looked at the brocade-robed young man riding a white tiger under the moon.

Silence, looking at each other.

Finally, she nodded slightly, her red lips slightly opened under the black gauze covering her face:

"Okay."

Xu Yuan smiled softly: "Heh..."

Without saying another word, he learned the riding posture from his previous life, lowered his center of gravity slightly, and grabbed the white tiger under him.

Silence,
Chapter completed!