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Feng Wuhen held the knife in his hand and couldn't help blurting out.

He didn't expect that his temporary sympathy would acquire such a sharp weapon.

"I didn't expect to meet such a beast in this snowy river. It seems that everything is the chance of the pavilion master. From this point of view, we should not be far away from walking out of this thousand-mile glacier."

Lu Xiaofeng walked slowly to Feng Wuhen's side, and said with some emotion.

Although they had discovered that they had been turning in circles for the past seven days, with the appearance of the snow wolf, they seemed to have gradually regained their direction.

"Bury it well."

Feng Wuhen put away the knife, looked at the Snow Wolf King on the ground and said indifferently.

Lu Xiaofeng and Ximen Chuixue agreed, found a place slightly sheltered from the wind, and buried the Snow Wolf King's body in the snow.

"Are you okay?"

Feng Wuhen looked at Ximen Chuuxue who had returned to his side after burying the body of the Snow Wolf King, and asked with concern.

"It's okay, I was careless for a while."

Ximen Chuuxue shook his head and said.

To be honest, Snow Wolf King's move to repel Ximen Chuuxue really surprised them.

"Pavilion Lord!"

At this moment, Lan Jian standing beside the carriage suddenly said loudly.

Feng Wuhen glanced at Lan Jian when he heard the words, and found that Lan Jian was looking in a direction, so he turned his head to look, but before turning his head, he felt a strange breath in the air.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Wuhen saw an old man in a white long gown slowly coming from the wind and snow, walking steadily, with each step, he could span more than one foot!

With the appearance of this old man, the four of Lan Xinyu once again rushed to the vicinity of Feng Wuhen, staring closely at the old man in white who was standing ten steps away.

"Snow Wolf Knife?! Young man, your chances are good."

Looking at the knife in Feng Wuhen's hand, the old man in white couldn't help but said with some emotion.

Hearing what the old man said, Feng Wuhen lowered his head and glanced at the knife he had just obtained in his hand, but he didn't expect that this knife had the same name as Snow Wolf.

"Do you recognize this knife?"

Immediately afterwards, Feng Wuhen slowly raised his head, looked at the old man in white, and asked lightly.

"The old man has only heard the legend of snow wolves. It is said that in this polar snow river, there is a group of isolated snow wolves. knife."

"Over the years, some people have entered the polar snow river in order to obtain this knife, but in the end they never came out alive, so no one in the world has really seen the snow wolf."

"And not only did you meet the snow wolves, but you also got the snow wolf sword they guarded. If you didn't have the blessing of heaven, how could you have this opportunity."

The old man in white glanced at the snow wolf corpses on the surrounding snow, and said with some emotion.

Hearing the words of the old man in white, Feng Wuhen raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect such a legend to circulate in this polar snow river.

But he couldn't help thinking, why is the old man in white in front of him so familiar with all this?And just at this moment?

Reason told him that the white-clothed old man in front of him was absolutely extraordinary, otherwise, how could he have appeared alone in this thousand li snow river without a car or a horse.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

Feng Wuhen stared at the old man in white and asked indifferently.

"Walking around the world, just passing by here."

The old man in white smiled and said slowly.

"In that case, senior, please go ahead and say goodbye."

Feng Wuhen hesitated for a moment, cupped his fists at the old man in white, said something coldly, glanced at Lan Xinyu and the others, turned around and walked towards the carriage, but he did not relax his vigilance, his whole body was tense Standing, beware of any movement of the old man in white.

"If you want to get out of this snowy river, you might as well continue walking in that direction, otherwise, I'm afraid you'll never get out alive."

At this time, the voice of the old man in white came again.

Feng Wuhen stopped, turned around slowly and looked at the old man in white, and then saw the old man in white with a smile on his face, pointing in a direction with his finger.

"Thank you senior for your pointer."

Feng Wuhen cupped his hands, ignored the old man in white, turned around and got into the carriage.

But just as he boarded the carriage, before he had time to enter the carriage, Lan Jian's voice came from behind him.

"Master! He's gone!"

Hearing Lan Jian's voice, Feng Wuhen turned around and looked back, and then found that the white-clothed old man who was talking just now had disappeared out of thin air, as if he had never appeared at all!

"Where is the person?! Did he see a ghost?!"

Lu Xiaofeng looked around, looking for the white-clothed old man who had suddenly disappeared, but all around except for the corpses of snow wolves all over the ground, there was flying snow all over the sky, and there was no one around.

"Pavilion Master, this person is by no means simple!"

Ximen Chuuxue tightly held the sword in his hand, frowning and said.

Feng Wuhen squinted his eyes, looked around, and his face gradually became serious.

"What should we do? Pavilion Master, should we listen to that old man and continue walking in the direction he pointed?"

Lu Xiaofeng hesitated for a moment, glanced at the direction the old man was pointing just now, and asked solemnly.

"Since someone pointed out the way for us, we might as well take a look."

Feng Wuhen said something lightly, and walked straight into the carriage.

His intuition told him that the mysterious old man in white didn't appear here for no reason, there must be some reason, but since the other party pointed out a direction, they might as well try, anyway, they couldn't find a way out of here for a while.

As for what you will encounter, leave it to the unknown.

So, a car and four horses set off again, heading towards the direction pointed by the old man in white.

However, this time, Feng Wuhen in the carriage was no longer alone, but was accompanied by a little snow wolf...

Chapter 2 Eighty Another World

far north.

Wanli Xuechuan.

The carriage moved forward slowly, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the snow was getting heavier, as if there was no intention of stopping at all.

But to everyone's delight, they seem to have found their way back, at least they are no longer going around in circles.

From the looks of it, it is not too far to walk out of this endless snow river.

After a long time, the traveling carriage stopped suddenly, and there were several urgent sounds of reining in the horse from outside the carriage.

Sitting in the carriage with his eyes closed, Feng Wuhen slowly opened his eyes, feeling a little puzzled.

Then he found that the little snow wolf was snuggling against his leg, rubbing back and forth, looking a bit mischievous, as if he regarded himself as a relative.

Seeing the docile look of the little snow wolf, Feng Wuhen couldn't help but smile, and stretched out his hand to stroke it.

"Pavilion Master, there is no way ahead."

At this moment, Lan Xinyu's voice came from outside the carriage.

Feng Wuhen raised his eyebrows, got up and walked out of the carriage, and then he saw a snow river crack with a width of ten feet not far ahead!

The crack spanned a long distance to the left and right, and there was no end in sight. As the cold wind blew past, there was a piercing whistling sound from the crack.

"Pavilion Master, it seems that the old man lied to us, this is a dead end."

Lu Xiaofeng got off the horse, walked to the crack and looked down, turned around with a solemn expression, and said angrily.

Under the crack, there is a cliff that cannot be seen to the bottom at a glance!

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally all turned their attention to Feng Wuhen, waiting for his decision.

Standing on the shaft of the car, Feng Wuhen frowned slightly as he looked at the ten-foot-wide crack.

For some reason, he always had an intuition that the old man in white couldn't have lured him here on purpose, and he had a faint feeling that the unheard-of Xianqing Continent was not far from the crack.

After hesitating for a moment, Feng Wuhen went back to the carriage and took out the Yitian sword, and then jumped into the midair, the Yitian sword came out of its sheath, flipping his wrist and pulled out several sword flowers!

As the sword energy raged in the cold wind and heavy snow, the snowflakes all over the sky gradually condensed into ice, and even the surrounding air seemed to drop several degrees in an instant!

Lan Xinyu and the others standing on the snow looked at Feng Wuhen who was stagnant in mid-air, and all of them couldn't help but widen their eyes. They were surprised to see the snowflakes in the air condense into ice one by one, it seemed that even the air had begun to condense!

Immediately afterwards, Feng Wuhen suddenly swung his long sword at the ten-foot-wide crack, and then saw the condensed snowflakes fly towards the crack, condensing into a ten-foot-wide crack at a speed visible to the naked eye. The ice bridge is over the two ends of the crack!

Seeing this scene, everyone present couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamation!

No one expected that the pavilion master's swordsmanship has reached such a miraculous level!

They were all stunned!

Feng Wuhen withdrew his long sword and landed on the top of the carriage. Looking at the ice bridge in front of him, a smug sneer flashed across his mouth.

"Don't be dazed, keep going!"

Seeing that everyone was still in a daze, Feng Wuhen said in a deep voice.

Hearing Feng Wuhen's voice, everyone came back to their senses, then got on the horse again, set off again, boarded the ice bridge, and walked towards the opposite side of the crack.

Walking on the crystal-clear ice bridge, looking at the bottomless cliffs on the left and right, and hearing the creaking sound coming from under their feet, everyone was nervous, afraid that halfway through the temporary bridge, the bridge would be broken. Suddenly broke.

Only Feng Wuhen stood leisurely and contentedly on the top of the carriage, holding a sword in one hand and holding the other behind his back, looking ahead indifferently.

After a long time, a car and four horses finally crossed the 30-meter-long ice bridge and came to the opposite side.

And the moment the carriage landed safely, the ice bridge behind him suddenly cracked, turned into countless pieces, and fell into the abyss.

Hearing the sound coming from behind, Lan Xinyu and the others couldn't help turning their heads, the expressions on their faces froze for a moment, and they couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat!

If they had walked more slowly, they might have fallen into the abyss along with the ice bridge!

Feng Wuhen stood at the top of the carriage, a smile flashed across his mouth.

All of this has long been expected by him, and it can even be said that he did it on purpose.

...

After an unknown amount of time, the destitute people finally saw a glimmer of hope.

"Pavilion Master, look quickly! We finally came out!"

Lan Jian's joyful voice came into the carriage, waking Feng Wuhen who was drowsy suddenly.

Feng Wuhen stretched his waist, got up and walked out of the carriage, and then saw a clear boundary appearing at the far end of his line of sight, one side was the snow river, the other side was the grassland, it was actually the junction of the border of Kyushu and the polar snow river same.

They finally walked out of the polar snow river!

"It seems that the old man didn't lie to us!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Feng Wuhen's mouth, and he said jokingly.

The faces of the other four people finally showed relaxed smiles. They were able to walk out of the Thousand Miles Snow River safely, and everyone's mood improved a lot.

"set off!"

With a big wave of Feng Wuhen's hand, the car and four horses set off again.

After passing through the grassland and entering the virgin forest, I finally found a road, and then I saw villages with more and more people.

It was only now that Feng Wuhen breathed a sigh of relief, and he finally began to believe that there is actually another world outside of Kyushu.

Everything in this world is strange to him, God knows what unknown dangers are waiting for them.

But for Feng Wuhen, no matter what he encounters here, he can't stop his footsteps. He made a promise to make Shenyu Tiangong pay a painful price. He has always been a person who keeps his word!

As the evening approached, a group of five people finally arrived at a small town named Zhaoyue.

There is an inn in the small town named Qingyan, the five people got off the carriage and walked straight into the inn, busy asking Xiao Er to quickly serve good wine and food to the table.

The hardships along the way were unexpected before departure. Fortunately, they finally arrived safely, and now they can finally take a good rest.

After drinking and eating, each of the five asked for an upper room, and slept in a dim light, intending to make up for all the sleep they owed these days at once.

But when night fell, a group of mysterious men in black quietly came to Zhaoyue Town and appeared near Qingyan Inn.

...

The night is deep.

The bustling town finally became quiet, and all the pedestrians on the street returned to their homes, and the entire Zhaoyue Town was silent.

Under the night sky, more than a dozen black figures quietly slipped into the inn, and disappeared in a flash.