Fengsha Jiangshan

Chapter 1642 The Land of the Extreme North [3]

He had sworn never to set foot in the Far North again.

But he is still here.

This time, even though he knew it was a trap, he still broke his vow without hesitation.

Because here, there is his favorite woman waiting for him.

He was going to join hands with Zhuge Canglan for the rest of his life, and it wouldn't be complete if he missed a glance.

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Stepping on the land of the extreme north again, the cold wind mixed with snowflakes blowing head-on, like sharp knives, continuously scratching wounds on the face.

The lonely figure of Yutian Xuanhuang is just a small black spot on this vast snow field.

At this moment, Yutian Xuanhuang only had one thought in his mind, to find his Canglan as soon as possible, hold her in his arms, hold her in his heart, and never let her leave him even half a step.

Yutian Xuanhuang looked around, because he was outside because of the obstruction of the Eastern Emperor Bell, so he couldn't find Zhuge Canglan's location.

But it is different now, there is no bad thing about Donghuang Bell, he and Zhuge Canglan are connected by blood, and he has carved his mark on her body, so it is not difficult to search for Zhuge Canglan's aura here.

Provided that--

She must be here.

He expanded all his spiritual consciousness, thinking that the snowfield would spread around, his heart beat slightly, and that position was the position where he carved the mark on Zhuge Canglan's chest.

But the beating is so weak, it can be seen that Zhuge Canglan is now on the verge of life and death.

This made Yutian Xuanhuang both happy and anxious.

Happily, it was finally confirmed that she was here.

Anxiously, she is in a very bad situation now.

The devilish energy in Yutian Xuanhuang's body instantly swept across the entire snow field like a tornado, he took a deep breath of the cold air, there was indeed an aura of blue waves in the air, but it was very weak.

In order to speed up the search time, Yutian Xuanhuang dripped a drop of pure purple magic blood from his middle finger.

He and Zhuge Canglan are connected by blood, and relying on the devil's blood can find her faster in such a ghostly place.

Yutian Xuanhuang is a powerful devil, so even in this weather, his blood will not freeze.

The drop of devil blood quickly fell on the snow and melted into the white snow, just like a drop of ink dripping from the white rice paper.

Soon, the devil's blood began to move on the snow, going east, then west, then south, and then north again, like a police dog determining the direction, and repeated many times before confirming it. , and then suddenly shot straight ahead, that is, in the direction of true north.

A thin purple line instantly appeared on the snow.

Yutian Xuanhuang hurriedly ran forward in the direction guided by the purple line.

The white snow from the sky was falling one after another and fell to the ground, which should have covered that purple line soon.

But... was shattered by Yutian Xuanhuang's devilish energy, and evaporated before he got close to the purple line.

The long purple thread was crawling like a spirit snake on the snow, and Yutian Xuanhuang followed closely behind, not daring to delay for a moment.

After a long time, it finally stopped, and a small purple flower bloomed on the snow. The white snow purple flower was light and chic, very beautiful.

Yutian Xuanhuang looked at the place where it stopped, the very flat snow field, it looked the same as other places, there was no human figure at all, and there were no traces of people walking on the snow field.

But he also knew that his own blood would never deceive him. Although there was no sign of someone saying it here, Cang Lan... must be there.

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(End of this chapter)