Liu Hei thought that Uncle Fan wanted to use Xuelin's incident to build a reputation for wine.
The snow forest is a gathering place for monsters, a place that ordinary warriors have never known about.
If Uncle Fan really wants to make this place known to the world, then Xuelin will definitely not agree.
"Who said you Xuelin? I just want to tell you the story between me and the old god. I have been in poor health these years. I don't know how long I can live!"
"If I die, I'm afraid only Wu Bandao and Zhang Dao will remember those things."
When he said this, Uncle Fan's voice sounded a little lonely.
"Even if the old immortal is a person whose fame lasts through the ages, he should still have some voice."
After Liu Hei heard these words, he also sighed slightly: "As long as it doesn't involve our Xuelin affairs, you can say whatever you want. It depends on whether Chen Yang agrees or not."
Seeing the ball being kicked to his feet, Chen Yang of course immediately raised his hand in agreement.
A good product must not only taste, but also have a story.
What's more, Chen Yang also wants to know about the old god.
While several people were chatting, Liu Hei used his fastest identity to go to the snow forest.
After the sky became completely dark, Chen Yang also arrived at the snow forest.
Chen Yang also learned from Senior Liu Hei that the Snow Forest is not just the hinterland of this mountain range.
Several surrounding hills are also covered by snow forests.
As long as a monster reaches the peak of a master, it can divide an area of its own.
Chen Yang looked at the endless mountains in front of him and couldn't help but let out a breath of cold air.
Chen Yang could feel the real evil spirit in this mountain range. Each evil spirit represented the peak state of a master.
It seems that Xuelin has been able to stand for so long, not without some foundation!
A peak-level master monster has treasures all over its body. If it survives alone, it can easily be destroyed by powerful warriors working together.
But now, Xue Lin has gathered so many peak masters together, even if several Xuantian caves join forces, they may not be able to win!
"You and Lao Fan have a rest here first, and I'll go see these three little guys off."
After Liu Hei and Chen Yang parted ways, they took Fangyuan Yuan and the three of them to a deeper place.
What was in front of Chen Yang at this time was a wooden house.
The wooden house has a very strong sense of time, and it can be seen that people have lived here for many years.
There was even a pile of dry firewood wrapped in oilcloth piled aside.
Suddenly a strange thought appeared in Chen Yang's mind: "Huh? Does Senior Liu Hei need to light a fire?"
Senior Liu Hei's true form, Chen Yang, has already been seen. It stands to reason that he likes cold rather than hot.
But Senior Liuhei, why are you preparing so much wood?
When Chen Yang was wondering about these things, Uncle Fan patted Chen Yang on the shoulder and said, "Why are you still standing there? Come in quickly, it's very cold this night!"
"You go in first, and I'll heat up the house."
Uncle Fan walked towards the firewood pile very skillfully.
When Chen Yang saw this, he naturally did not enter the house, but followed Uncle Fan.
Uncle Fan did not drive Chen Yang away, but said: "This house is where Wu Bandao and Zhang Dao lived before, and the firewood pile was built by the two of them before they left."
"I didn't expect that Lao Liu would live here."
After Uncle Fan sighed with emotion, Chen Yang slowly shook his head, looked at a cave in the distance and said, "If I guess correctly, Senior Liu Hei does not live here."
