Two figures walked past from a distance. When the team next to them saw the leader, they stopped and their eyes became deep.
"Young Master" Bai Yao came over in confusion and looked at the figure walking past quickly.
The person who walked over just now seems to be Mr. Mo Jiu. Is the person he is holding a ghost alchemist?
What happened to the ghost alchemist? Why did you let Mr. Mo Jiu hold him?
What’s even more surprising is that Mr. Mo Jiu will actually hug someone else one day
Is the ghost alchemist really so important?
"Let's go." Gong Jue didn't hesitate and chased directly in the direction they were going.
Bai Yao looked at the direction Gong Jue was walking in, then turned around and looked at the other side.
"Sir, we are going this way, not that way." These are two completely opposite directions. Why did you go that way?
Gong Jue ignored it and walked faster and faster.
"Let's go." Bai Yao sighed heavily and chased after him helplessly.
What happened to the young master? He suddenly reacted so violently.
Luo Qingfeng looked forward, feeling that the aura was getting heavier and heavier, and she frowned slightly.
"Qingfeng" Feng Jinghong felt her heavy breathing and shouted anxiously.
What did the Crystal Soul do to her? How could this happen?
That thing, if it damages Qingfeng in the slightest, let alone a mere weapon spirit, even a god from ancient times, it will be killed without mercy.
"There's nothing wrong with me. It's just that the power of the crystal soul makes me uncomfortable. I must be very close to it." Luo Qingfeng spoke slowly, her voice hoarse.
"You feel the power of the crystal soul." Feng Jinghong felt his breathing quicken and his heart beating faster.
How could it be, how could Qingfeng feel the soul of the crystal stone?
Or should I say, the crystal soul really did something to it?
"Let's go over quickly, everyone around us is coming this way." Luo Qingfeng said in a deep voice, looking around.
Feng Jinghong didn't say anything else, nodded and flew over.
The figure quickly disappeared into the horizon and submerged into the ice.
The sound of footsteps kept coming, people came from all directions, and the noise became louder and louder.
Standing in front of the ice cave, Luo Qingfeng leaned weakly against Feng Jinghong. Although his breathing was calm, it showed a bit of weakness.
"Qingfeng" Feng Jinghong called softly.
When the sound came, Luo Qingfeng, who was about to fall asleep, immediately woke up. She reached out and took off her cloak and hat.
Her stunningly beautiful face was now a bit pale, and she looked very weak.
"I'm just tired." Luo Qingfeng said weakly.
She didn't know what was wrong with her. Ever since she heard the voice of the crystal soul, she seemed to be able to sense its existence.
No.
To say it was induction, to be more precise, it seemed like the soul of the crystal was attracting her.
She also wanted to know what the crystal soul was for.
But the closer I get to it, the less and less my body strength becomes. Now I just feel tired and just want to sleep.
So tired, so tired.
Taking a deep breath, Luo Qingfeng turned the source of life in her body. The fresh power flowed throughout her body, and her fatigue disappeared a little.
"Qingfeng, it's better if we don't want the crystal soul." Let him crush it.
Hearing the anger in his tone, Luo Qingfeng laughed softly.
"You don't want it, but I still want it." Ancient artifacts, there is no way that you don't want them even if you say you don't want them.
Feng Jinghong snorted softly, his face turned pale.
"Let's go. There should be a hole in front. Let's go in through the hole. That should be it."
Before he finished speaking, Luo Qingfeng was suddenly stunned and looked up at Feng Jinghong.