There are always young heroes who want to overthrow me

The further Murong Xue flew, the more she was shocked by the majestic aura of Tianshan Mountain.

No matter how high the martial arts are, facing such a magnificent force of nature, one can only deeply feel one's insignificance.

There are mountains beyond the mountains, the road is dangerous, and there are countless hidden dangers lying in front of him.

And perhaps the greatest enemy is time.

Is it possible for him to walk through every inch of Zhongtian Mountain in the rest of his limited life until he finds his goal?

Murong Xuefei is not sure, but he will never regret and back down.

It is enough to regret once in your life.

Let the snowflakes fall in his clothes, and he continued to walk forward without hesitation.

The sun and the moon are long in the mountains, and at first he would calculate how long he had stayed here according to the law of the sun rising and the moon setting, but after one or two months passed, he gradually became too lazy to count the time.

All he knew was that the cold wind in the mountains was getting more and more severe, and the days when goose feathers and heavy snow were falling were appearing more and more frequently. All this let him know that severe winter had quietly arrived.

Fortunately, some naturally formed caves can often be found in the mountains, otherwise, even an expert like Murong Xuefei would not be able to continue to survive in such a harsh climate environment.

Although the conditions were harsh, Murong Xuefei's mood gradually calmed down. The intense pain, remorse, and unwillingness that lingered in his heart before...

All kinds of emotions are fading away one by one now, and what remains in my heart are those memories that are enough to engrave a lifetime.

Sometimes, he couldn't help but ask himself in his heart: If everything had a chance to start all over again, would the two of them still make the same decision?

Murong Xuefei felt that at least his choice would be different, right?

He will not let Yue Wucai leave so easily, let alone let the two meet again, but he is already standing in two completely opposite camps.

He will persevere in persuading the other party and try his best to change his mind.

Judging from what happened on Mount Qingcheng, Yue Wuque has actually been shaken, otherwise how could he sacrifice his life in the end?

I should have been able to convince him, as long as I could persist a little more.

Thinking about it now, it seems useless...

Murong Xuefei's face darkened a little, and he raised his head to look at the towering mountain in front of him.

This is the highest mountain he has encountered in these days, he can't see the peak at all, he can only see layers of clouds and mist, even though he has used his lightness kung fu to climb up for several days, he is still just wandering around the mountainside, I don't know how long it will take to get a glimpse of the whole mountain.

Just as he was looking up, suddenly a small white spot flashed across the sky in the snow, which immediately attracted all his attention.

That is……

Tianshan Snow Eagle?

The more severe the cold, the more he likes the king of the sky soaring in the Tianshan area. This is the first time Murong Xuefei has seen it here.

Although there should be countless Tianshan snow eagles, but for some reason, his intuition told himself that the one he saw now was the one that Yue Wuque had brought to Jiangnan to deliver the news.

Now that it's back here, does that mean that its owner is also there?

Murong Xuefei quickened his pace without thinking, and ran towards the place where the snow eagle was circling.

The mountain was quite steep, and in addition to the heavy snow that was falling, Murong Xuefei had to raise his head to observe the whereabouts of the snow eagle from time to time, lest he might lose its track, so he almost missed his footing several times. At the critical moment, he stabilized his figure in time, but he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

When he finally arrived at the place where the snow eagle was lingering, his inner garment was almost soaked with sweat, and his outer shirt was covered with snow, his whole body was wet from head to toe, and he was in a mess.

But a hidden hole found near the top of the mountain made Murong Xuefei's eyes shine.

Different from the naturally formed caves that he had temporarily lived in before, the cave in front of him was obviously carefully tidied up. The entrance of the cave was smooth, without edges and corners, and the shape was like an arch. The luxuriant trees guard the entrance of the cave like door gods, and the hanging branches and leaves cover most of the entrance of the cave.

Could it be that this is the rumored place where Jun Mowen lived after he lived in seclusion?

Murong Xuefei suppressed the excitement in his heart, didn't dare to rush in like this rashly, so he stood still at the entrance of the cave, and said respectfully: "Senior, junior Murong Xuefei is here to pay a visit."

For a long time, the cave was still silent, just when Murong Xuefei suspected that there was no one inside, suddenly Jun Mowen's faint voice came out: "What's the matter?"

To get the other party's response, for Murong Xuefei, it was an unexpected joy, after all, because of the things he had done before, Jun Mowen should not have much affection for him.

After considering his words for a while, he said again solemnly: "This junior wants to know where senior buried Yue Wuque."

A soft sneer came from inside the cave: "He's already dead, why don't you let him go?"

Murong Xuefei felt a pain in his heart, and he said after a long while: "This junior just wants to go to his grave to pay homage, so please tell me senior."

Jun Mowen was silent for a while, and then said lightly: "Since you killed him with your own hands, why do you have to worship him?"

"Because...he's my friend."

Although he hesitated a little, Murong Xuefei still firmly said his answer.

Jun Mowen may not be able to understand his mood, and may even find it extremely absurd. Since we are friends, why do we still fight each other with swords and swords, and fight for life and death?

But for Murong Xuefei, the fact is like this.

Regardless of whether he killed Yue Wuque or Yue Wuque killed him in the battle on Mount Qingcheng, in his mind, the other party was still his only confidant in this life, and nothing changed because of this.

But the strange thing is that Jun Mowen fell silent again and didn't ask any further questions.

A very long time passed, and Murong Xuefei stood silently at the entrance of the cave, never urging him, but he would never leave easily, showing his silent determination.

Finally, a soft sigh came from inside the cave, which inexplicably gave Murong Xuefei a rather familiar feeling.

Immediately afterwards, Jun Mowen's voice sounded again: "Forget it, come in."

Murong Xuefei was suddenly a little pleasantly surprised. Hearing what the other party said, he seemed to have loosened his attitude a little. It seemed that his trip would not be in vain at last.