The snow gradually stabilized and no longer slipped along the peaks.

A hand stretched out from the snow layer, Yuantang shook away the snow on his body, and stood there gasping.

He looked at the depression where Ling Xi was before. At this time, there was already no one there. Ling Xi had taken this opportunity to escape to the depths of the mountains.

Other people from Longwu Pavilion also climbed out of the snow and stood on the snow.

Yuantang glanced at them and asked, "Where is Yuan'an of Yuanmen?" One person immediately replied, "I don't know, it must have been washed down by an avalanche."

They were on the hillside, with a drop of hundreds of meters below. They were washed down by an avalanche and would not have any other result except to be crushed to pieces.

Yuantang no longer had the calmness of his previous energy, and roared in anger, clenched his fists and smashed it on the ice.

Countless cracks broke out in the ice layer, and a crack even spread along the ice layer to the main body of the mountain several meters below.

He stood up and ordered the people beside him: "Search it for me! He must not run far!"

Ma Lu and Ma Ying were dragged out of the snow layer, and the man's right wrist was dripping with blood. He asked Ma Lu: "What's going on with the avalanche?"

Ma Lu shook his head and said, "I don't know, it has come when I saw it before."

The man turned around, looked upwards, searching for the traces of Yuantang and others.

At this time, Ma Lu noticed that the straight knife on the man's waist had disappeared, and only his right hand was hanging weakly on his side, looking like a fractured look.

Ma Lu looked at Ma Ying and touched the hatchet used to open the way. He held the hatchet tightly and stood behind the man. Ma Ying didn't know whether it was because of the cold or fear, but his body kept trembling slightly, but covered his mouth with his hands.

The man seemed to notice something, and as soon as he turned around, Malu shouted and slashed his neck with a hatchet.

The man looked disbelief, blood kept coming out of his neck, and he grabbed Malu's hand with his left hand, facing his hatred look.

Ma Lu looked at him with a ferocious look on his face and pressed his knife down, with an extremely powerful force.

The man's left hand became weaker and weaker, and he drooped.

Ma Lu let go of his hand, threw down the blood-stained hatchet, hugged Ma Ying and cried, "Ma Ying! I must take revenge!"

Ling Xi was jogging on the cliff, and at this time he could no longer care about any scars and climbed up the mountain with both hands.

A forest surrounded by mountains appeared in front of him. The forest was lush and verdant, which was very different from the mountains covered by wind and snow at Ling Xi's feet. The sky was almost dark, but the lush forest could still be seen.

Ling Xi stared at the forest and felt a sense of hope. Having a forest means food and warmth, which will prevent him from being hungry and cold in the wind and snow.
Chapter completed!