Is there anyone else? Ling Chuxi was surprised. Listening to this person's voice, it was obvious that he was still very young and did not feel too tired.
This ice sea cold current was difficult for even her and Huangfu Qingjue to cope with together. How did this person persist? Could it be that he was stronger than the two of them.
It's not that Ling Chuxi doesn't believe that there are geniuses in this world, but it's hard to believe that such a genius exists.
The compass spoon on the Kai Ling Bao Jian suddenly paused and pointed in the direction of the sound without moving at all, not even trembling.
Huangfu Qingjue's figure moved and he rushed over as quickly as possible.
When they stopped, they were already standing on a stone platform more than ten feet wide. Cold currents and ice waves were roaring around them, but the stone platform they were on remained motionless.
I no longer feel a trace of chill on my body, I feel warmer than ever before.
The surrounding cold currents and ice surges collided with each other, setting off turbulent waves and making ear-piercing screams, but they did not have any impact on the stone platform.
Obviously, the location of this stone platform is very clever. The surrounding cold currents stir up and cancel each other out, creating a gap that is a hundred times more stable than the one they were first on.
The two of them could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but they didn't bother to adjust their breathing and recover. Instead, they looked around and saw a young man in black robes holding an ancient sheepskin map in his hand, with his mouth slightly open.
Looking at them in surprise.
"Hey, why is it you?" Ling Chuxi exclaimed.
The young man in front of me was actually Zhuo Fanglin whom I had met in Jinganyuan.
The Zhuo family originally wanted to take advantage of Liang Jinhuai's mother Liang Yunru's thousand-year deadline to seize Jing'an City, but due to Ling Chuxi's intervention, they successfully refined the Liuhe Pill for Liang Yunru.
Liang Yungu deliberately concealed his strength and beat Zhuo Fanglin's grandfather Zhuo Weiran until he looked like a pig's head in the competition, completely giving up the idea of seizing Jingan City.
And this poor Zhuo Fanglin, seeing that the situation was over, lay down and pretended to be dead, but was trampled and trampled by Liang Jinhuai, back and forth, until his hands were turned into chicken claws.
As soon as she recalled the scene at that time, Ling Chuxi found it very funny.
What Ling Chuxi can't figure out is, isn't this guy in Jinganyuan? How come he came to Wuya Mountain and even to the edge of the boundless ice sea. With his strength in the Tianyuan realm, he is still safe and sound.
The two of them were relaxed.
"It's not me!" Hearing Ling Chuxi's exclamation, Zhuo Fanglin jumped on the spot as if he was electrocuted and said instinctively.
Compared to Ling Chuxi's surprised look, his face was much uglier. What an unlucky thing, why was it so unlucky that he finally left Jinganyuan, and why did he meet her again? The only thing that was fortunate was that he didn't look at her.
When you see Liang Jinhuai, that guy is really bad.
Whenever he thought of the repeated stomping and the pain of having his fingers connected to his heart, Zhuo Fanglin felt heartbroken and his hands were shaking like chicken claws.
"Why isn't it you?" Ling Chuxi asked with a cold look on her face.
"It's really not me." Zhuo Fanglin quickly defended. It seemed that this guy was really frightened, and he didn't even know what he was defending. One question was inexplicable, and the other answer was even more incomprehensible.
"Zhuo Fanglin, aren't you in Jinganyuan? Why are you here?" Ling Chuxi wanted to laugh again when she heard his answer, and didn't bother to go around in circles with him, so she asked directly.