Chapter 529: See Youren Again5

Xiang Yufeng's footsteps slowly walked. Every time he walked, it hit Zhang Ning's heart like a heavy bell. Zhang Ning looked at the figure, and a trace of blood flowed down from her clenched lips. Looking at the figure that was about to leave, a complex and strong emotion suddenly surged into Zhang Ning's heart, making her heart turbulent for a long time.

"No!" Zhang Ning opened his arms, chased the figure, and hugged it tightly in his arms, "I won't let you go, I'm afraid."

Xiang Yufeng closed his eyes slightly as if he hadn't felt Zhang Ning's crying sound. The next moment he opened his eyes, a cold light shot out from his eyes, and a clanging sound like iron sounded in this cold winter: "This is my road, a road I have to walk and can't turn back. This is fate, I, Xiang Yufeng's fate!"

"call!"

The cold and cold wind surged in an instant, and with these clang words, it stirred the entire sky.

On March 5, 2008, on the 110th anniversary of the birth of former Premier of the State Council and Foreign Minister Zhou Enlai, a bloody storm that was about to begin began on this day.

Siberia, Ula Mountains.

Although it has already reached spring, the thick snow and the cold wind that has fallen into the bones are still the main themes in this vast and vast white world.

Dong Bo, who was carrying a giant green axe and wrapped in a white coat of moderate thickness, looked at the figure standing not far ahead of him, with long purple hair flying in the wind in the cold and cold wind, and tears filled the tiger's eyes in an instant.

One hundred and twenty-one day, two thousand nine hundred and four hours, one hundred and seventy-four thousand two hundred and forty minutes, ten thousand three thousand blood sects, the bloody baptism of seven thousand nine hundred swords, two thousand standard green swords, and were personally awarded the Qingfeng elite of the Tiger and Wolf Guard. All of this is because of a person's name, he is Xiang Yufeng, the highest commander of the Blood Sect.

The long purple hair, purple eyes, and purple forehead patterns made him look so charming. He shouted in a few charming voices that made men jealous. But these fell in Dong Bo and Dong Bo, who were the one hundred white clothes and white coats, and the blood-sect tiger and wolf guards with a standard green sword on his back, were Wuming's sadness and tightly clenched fists, because they knew that the reason why the man was purple was all because of their incompetence.

"Cough cough" Xiang Yufeng put away his eyes looking forward and pointed ahead, with a hint of coldness in his tone, "The main camp of the grizzly armed mercenaries ahead of him. I believe they will prepare excellent wine for our group of guests who are coming from afar."

"Boss, it's time to take medicine." Dong Bo suppressed the sadness in his heart, looked at the face that even his voice changed, Dong Bo took out a few tablets of medicine from his arms and handed it over.

"Cough cough, I didn't expect that I would become a medicine jar. Cough cough." Xiang Yufeng took the pill and swallowed it down. Only he knew his body. Wu Tian, ​​the master in his body, had ordered him to warn him that the consequences of forcing the use of purple energy without practicing the Haotian Jue were very serious. The last time it was just a temporary breakthrough because of the stimulation. It was a very lucky reason for not being reversed. But it was difficult to have a second chance. Obviously, the consequences of Xiang Yufeng's forced use of purple energy for the second time had already hurt the meridians in the body, causing him to cough frequently. In severe cases, he would even cough up bleeding.

Xiang Yufeng gently stroked his chest, and Wu Tian's words rang out in his mind: Several places of meridians have been broken, and the spleen and lungs have been eroded to varying degrees. If you weren't for your strange tribute, you would have probably already broken your body and died. For the sake of this, I can only practice the Haotian Jue in advance. However, the danger after this is something I could not even predict.

"Little madman, are you worried about your body again?" Haotian woke up two months ago when Xiang Yufeng forced his skills to face the countless wolves in Siberia. Unfortunately, he still could not stop Xiang Yufeng's approach of crying madly. After that, although Xiang Yufeng wiped out the army of ferocious wolf led by the seven-headed wolf, a wolf emperor, his body had also suffered a great degree of damage. If Haotian had not spent his life power to repair Xiang Yufeng's body, Xiang Yufeng would have been burned to ashes by purple fire at this moment.

Practicing the Haotian Decision was the only way for Xiang Yufeng to continue practicing martial arts, but after that, it was a disaster or a blessing, but Haotian could no longer grasp it. However, the little madman's name was pressed on Xiang Yufeng's head by Haotian. In this special condition, Haotian dared not fall asleep again, let alone count on the soul-suppressing tower that sealed his soul.

Xiang Yufeng heard Haotian's words and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Can't I be afraid of death? Xiang Yufeng slightly raised his head and looked at the vast sky and said, "It's been more than three months since he left them. When he couldn't go back, it was a cold body. Then, grandpa wouldn't throw me out." Xiang Yufeng said this, a layer of mist appeared between his eyes and murmured, "They must be angry if they were not with them during the Spring Festival. I wonder if Xiao Yuyu would recognize me as her brother."

Haotian sighed. He wanted to show his heroic spirit and patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, little madman, these are all drizzles, just wrap them all on the master." But Haotian knew that Xiang Yufeng's situation had been out of his control. In other words, it was like Xiang Yufeng who had practiced the Haotian Jue while he was dying. How would it develop in the future is no longer something he could imagine.

"However, there will be gains and gains. I have obtained the Six Kings of War." Xiang Yufeng looked at Dong Bo with pride in his tone, and looked at the hundreds of figures standing like mountains behind him, "I have obtained an invincible tiger and wolf guard!"

"Haha." Xiang Yufeng waved his hand and smiled, "Nanshou has probably been there long ago, so we can't be too behind." After saying that, the thick snow on the ground was covered with snow, under the footsteps of Mercedes-Benz, cold stars drifted in the air.

Siberia, Ulaer Mountains.
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