The two middle-level Xiantian warriors somehow managed to escape Ye Xiaowu's interception and actually chased Wang Fan to the outskirts of the snow mountain.
But after they arrived at the outskirts of the snow-capped mountains, they lost track of Wang Fan.
They searched for two hours but failed to find Wang Fan, so they went down the mountain and planned to intercept him at the bottom of the mountain.
In Wang Fan's previous state, if he met these two mid-level Xiantian warriors, he would definitely die, and there would probably be no luck.
In other words, even if Wang Fan could escape by chance, it would be 100% impossible to save the withered yellow grass and two-leaf Zhilan.
As dusk approached, Wang Fan once again disguised himself as the bearded man before and appeared outside the snow-capped mountains.
After he appeared, he walked down the mountain without any hesitation.
It's not that Wang Fan hasn't thought about leaving elsewhere, but there is only one intersection and exit in this snow-capped mountain, so he really has no choice.
At the foot of the snow-capped mountains. .??.??
Although it was approaching dusk and most of the Xiantian warriors who could not afford the mountain entry fee sadly left, there were still dozens of people stubbornly waiting for the opportunity.
What was different from when Wang Fan entered the mountain was that in addition to dozens of warriors below the innate level, there were five more warriors above the innate level in the crowd.
Two mid-level Xiantian warriors sat on the boulder, closing their eyes and concentrating all the time. However, every warrior who came down from the mountain would be stopped by them and searched.
Even those female warriors with good looks will be taken advantage of by them.
Those female warriors who had been taken advantage of did not dare to talk nonsense at all, and could only grit their teeth and endure the humiliation. After being robbed and taken advantage of, they did not dare to stay longer and left the snow mountain in a hurry.
There were three innate warriors standing on the other side. These three were all women. They also stared at every ancient warrior who came down the mountain, but they did not intercept and rob them.
If Wang Fan were here, he would definitely recognize these three people. One of them is Song Rumei, one is Song Rumei's biological mother Zhong Lan, and the other is the powerful woman in white he met in Jinzhou.
At that time, the woman in white wanted to kill Wang Fan, so she pointed at the wind, but Wang Fan also
He talked about it as the Six Meridian Divine Sword, and even deliberately pretended to be a coward and wanted to learn the skill.
"Mei'er, are you sure you met Wang Fan on the snow mountain? Did you give him the withered yellow grass?" Zhong Lan looked at Song Rumei with some indignation.
That was withered yellow grass, something that many ancient warriors dreamed of. Song Rumei actually gave this thing to Wang Fan. She was very angry just thinking about it.
"I didn't give it to him, it was snatched away by others. I was being chased at that time. If it weren't for him, we would all be dead. It was him who tried his best to stop the enemy and buy me time."
Song Rumei frowned and said.
After she stayed with her mother in Kyoto for a while, she felt that her mother seemed to have changed and was no longer as good to her as before.
Especially when she found out that her mother was also an innate master, she felt that something was wrong with her mother, and even wondered whether her mother had deliberately framed Wang Fan.
But she never said these words, and since Zhong Lan was her biological mother, she didn't want to think too much, so she held back and didn't ask any more questions.
"He tried his best to stop the enemy and buy you time?" Zhong Lan jumped angrily, "Are you stupid? He would do that for you?"
"Don't say that you are separated now. Even if you are not separated, you may not be as important to him as withered yellow grass."
"I think that bastard must have teamed up with others to set up a trap to frame you, just to get the withered yellow grass."
"This damn Wang Fan is really scheming and has great ideas. This fairy dance is so good."
"By doing this, he not only gets the withered yellow grass, but also gets your gratitude. It's like killing two birds with one stone."
Zhong Lan was angry and slandered Wang Fan.
"That's enough." Song Rumei spoke loudly to her mother for the first time, "Can you please stop slandering him? I believe he is not that kind of person."
"Not that kind of person?" Zhong Lan sneered, "Only you, with your stupid head, can believe that he is not that kind of person!"
Song Rumei stared at Zhong Lan coldly, closed her mouth and stopped talking.
She felt more and more that there was something wrong with this mother. Where in the world could there be such a mother? She even wondered whether Zhong Lan's kindness to her before was just an act.
The woman in white seemed to feel that Zhong Lan's words were a bit excessive. She stared at Zhong Lan coldly and said,
"We'll know what's going on when Wang Fan comes out. Before that, I don't want you to argue anymore."
Zhong Lan's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly lowered her head, "Yes."
But in her lowered eyes, there was resentment and madness.
Song Rumei looked at this scene and her heart skipped a beat. This was the first time she saw someone her mother was afraid of.
She was even more suspicious that her senior sister had some kind of relationship with her mother that she didn't know about? Or a secret?
The woman in white seemed to realize that her tone was wrong and said quickly,
"Junior sister Song, please forgive me for being rude to my aunt. It's just that the withered yellow grass involved too much, and your quarrel made me upset. I couldn't help but say it out loud. Please don't mind."
Although Song Rumei had doubts in her heart, she remained calm on the surface, "Senior Sister, you are worrying too much. Without Senior Sister, I, Song Rumei, would not be where I am today. How could I blame you?"
The woman in white did not continue to talk more about this aspect, but asked, "Junior sister, how sure do you think Wang Fan is to get the withered yellow grass? Do you think it is possible that he will set up a trap to harm you?"
"Although I don't deny that he still likes you, withered yellow grass is really too important. Let alone a lover, even siblings with blood thicker than water often kill each other. It's not like he didn't set up a trap.
possible."
"Of course, it's possible that he really wasn't setting up the trap, but that he was really trying to buy time for you. After all, there are such people."
The woman in white has said all good and bad things, her purpose is
, just to plant a seed in Song Rumei's heart, making Song Rumei doubt Wang Fan and create a barrier to Wang Fan.
As long as this seed is planted, her goal will be achieved.
Song Rumei's aptitude was so incredible that she reached the middle stage of innate talent in a short period of time. She didn't want this pearl to fall into dust for a mere Wang Fan.
"I don't know." Song Rumei said these four words and stopped talking.
She absolutely did not believe that Wang Fan had set up a trap. After all, she was being hunted in the front and Wang Fan was behind to save her. How could Wang Fan set up a trap?
Similarly, she also felt that both her senior sister and her mother were trying to drive a wedge between her and Wang Fan.
It can be seen that the previous separation between her and Wang Fan was probably related to these two people.
The woman in white stopped talking. Instead, she paid attention to the people coming down from the snow-capped mountains and those who were robbed by the two innate ancient warriors.
She stayed here just to be a fisherman. No matter who got the withered yellow grass, she would find a way to take it away.
Under their gaze, Wang Fan soon appeared at the foot of the mountain and walked out slowly.
The moment Song Rumei saw Wang Fan, a flash of excitement flashed in her eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, and she stopped trying to rush over.
Wang Fan disguised himself just to cover up people's eyes and ears. She didn't want to expose Wang Fan's identity because of herself.
However, although Song Rumei's expression was fleeting, it was still captured by the woman in white and Zhong Lan.
The two of them looked at Wang Fan subconsciously, and their eyes became focused.
Zhong Lan was better, she couldn't tell Wang Fan was disguised at all. But the woman in white was much stronger than Zhong Lan in terms of cultivation and strength.
In just a few seconds, she saw that Wang Fan had changed his appearance and guessed his identity.
At the same time, the two middle-stage Xiantian men who were searching for spiritual herbs also saw Wang Fan. One of the men's eyes lit up and he waved directly.
"Boy, come here."
This chapter has been completed!