For Lin Tian, ​​Frost City should be just a passerby who meets by chance.

Yumu Chizhou is indeed a very powerful person. Lin Tian just doesn’t want to be an enemy with him. He is a person who is used to loneliness and loneliness. The word friend is still too far away.

As for Han Xueling, although her eyes looked at her slightly differently, it had nothing to do with Lin Tian. His heart was now immersed in a state that was as vast as the sea, vast, unpredictable, and profound...

When Yu Mu Chizhou woke up from his drowsiness, it was already the morning of the second day. This guy had the cultivation level of the Ninth Heaven of True Self, but he did not use his strength to suppress the alcohol in his body and slept for a whole day and a night.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a strange environment. The bed was very comfortable and the decoration in the room was a bit luxurious. After rubbing the temples that were a little drowsy, he knew that he should be in the Han family.

"The person surnamed Lin is really a perverted guy." He was very dissatisfied from the bottom of his heart, but he felt that the five jars of strong wine were full of wine, and Lin Tian's situation should not be much better than himself.

When he pushed open the door and walked out, he saw Han Xueling walking towards him. The ground was paved with ice crystals, and he was wearing a white long dress. At this moment, Han Xueling had a different kind of beauty, just like the goddess in the ice and snow, standing proudly.

"Where is Lin Tian? That guy can't have not woken up yet, right?" Yu Mu Chizhou walked towards Han Xueling with a smile. It seemed that after a fight for a drink, he felt that he had been much closer to Lin Tian and Han Xueling.

However, this seemed to be too wishful thinking. Han Xueling's delicate and close to perfect appearance was still cold, giving people a feeling of keeping people from thousands of miles away.

"He has left." Han Xueling said, looking at the sky with blurred eyes.

"Ah? When?" Yu Mu Chizhou was a little surprised, and the smile on the corner of his mouth froze.

"After you got drunk, he left."

As soon as this said, Yu Mu Chizhou was speechless, and twitched twice with embarrassment, and couldn't help asking: "Where is this guy going? I won't say anything to my friend if I leave."

Although Han Xueling looked cold, he still thought that he and Lin Tian were already friends after a drink.

"He said he wanted to go where he should go." Han Xueling said lightly. She didn't know where Lin Tian was so-called place to go.

"It's such a headache. I haven't decided the winner with him yet." Yumu Chizhou frowned. Han Xueling's attitude had not changed from before. He thought that he had not met the requirement to defeat Lin Tian.

"He is heading in this direction. Do you want to find him? I have a sense that if I were with him, I would definitely not be too bored." Seeing that Han Xueling had no reaction at all, Yumu Chizhou suddenly said with a smile again.

"How do you know he is heading there?" Han Xueling was quite surprised when he looked at the direction Yumu Chizhou pointed.

"Intuition! Because I have fought with him, I am naturally impressed by his breath. Although he has no energy left, my intuition has always been very accurate." Yu Mu Chizhou's face was full of confidence. How could he let Lin Tian leave like this? He still wanted to defeat him and then let Han Xueling agree to his pursuit.

brush!

With a wave of Yumuchi Zhou's hand, the bronze divine boat appeared out of thin air in the sky. The hull of hundreds of feet was like a dragon skeleton. The powerful force filled the violating waves and countless ripples appeared in the vicinity of the naked eye. Han Xueling had no doubt that the aura of destruction contained in the ripples that the divine boat was irresistible.

With a flash of figure, Yumuchizhou jumped to the deck, "Miss Han, I will come back to find you when I defeat Lin Tian."

"Take me with you." Han Xueling suddenly jumped up.

Yu Mu Chizhou was slightly stunned, but he didn't say anything. He directly controlled the huge object under his feet and turned into a ray of escape light and flew towards the north in the sky.

Where to go...

That place is the destination of Lin Tian’s trip to Middle Earth, the Lin tribe.

The Lin tribe's sphere of influence is in the north of Middle-earth, and he has to pass through the sphere of influence of Feng tribe and Huang tribe. Unfortunately, among the six major tribes in Middle-earth, Lin Tian and the people of these two tribes have considerable hatred.

Although all the cause and effect in the Douzong Buddhist Temple has been completed, Lin Tian felt that some troubles were still naturally found him.

Walking out of the Frost City, ahead of you is a wild forest of sycamore trees. As these sycamore trees move deeper into the mountains, the branches of the trees become taller, thicker, and bigger.

All the sycamore trees are fiery red. They stand on the top of a mountain. Lin Tian glanced up and swept away. The whole mountain forest was like a sea of ​​fire, boundless, connecting the other side of the other side.

In the Frost City, Lin Tian already knew that the depth of this Wutong Wood forest was the place where the Feng tribe was located, and on the periphery of Wutong Wood, some external branches of blood live in it.

For some reason, just looking at the forest of fire wutong trees, Lin Tian couldn't help but look like Fengluan in his mind. Decades have passed, and I wonder if the girl from that time has broken out of her cocoon and reborn.

Thinking of this, Lin Tian couldn't help but frown. If Feng Luan had broken out of his cocoon and reborn, then this would definitely not be good news for him. He sealed her for a long time. With Feng Luan's nature of holding revenge, he would definitely not let him go easily and let him pass through the territory of the Feng Clan.

Moreover, according to Lin Tian’s original estimate, the Fengluan who broke out of the cocoon and reborn will break through the limitations of the ninth level of the true self and enter the threshold of the Nirvana realm.

The frowning brows slowly relaxed. Fengluan was indeed a big and small trouble, but the word "fear" would never appear in his dictionary and life experience, so Lin Tian jumped down from the peak without hesitation and walked towards the Huowutong Mountain Forest without hesitation.

Lin Tian did not sacrifice his magic weapon to fly across the air, so that would only be more likely to become a target. With completely restrained breath, monks below Nirvana would definitely not be able to perceive his existence with their own eyes unless they saw him with their own eyes.

Just as Lin Tian had just walked into the Huowutong Wood Forest, the huge hull of the bronze Shenzhou appeared in the sky near the forest.

"It's just right to visit the Phoenix Clan." Yu Mu Chizhou on the deck suddenly said with a smile.

"Why go directly to Lin Tian, ​​why go to the Phoenix Clan?" Han Xueling frowned. To her, visiting the Phoenix Clan had nothing to do with her.

"This... When I joined the world, Senior Luo asked me to make more contacts with various forces, so that I would not rely on the identity of the descendant of the ancestral temple holy land to gain a foothold."

While speaking, Yu Mu Chizhou scratched the back of his head with a little embarrassed expression, but judging from the flashing expressions in his dark eyes, he was extremely respectful to the senior Luo in his mouth, and would do everything the senior said step by step.

Logically speaking, with Yumu Chizhou's free and casual personality, he should not like such many constraints, which shows that Senior Luo's status in his heart is extraordinary.

Han Xueling didn't say anything else, but saw her jumping straight from the bronze divine boat. The Ice Lotus magic weapon slowly landed with her delicate body. She could easily guess that Senior Luo was most likely a strong man from the holy land of the ancestral temple.

She didn't want to go to the Feng Clan, so she told Yu Mu Chizhou her decision with action.

"Uh... according to the rules, I have to go there anyway. After the matter is over, I will come to find you again." Although I didn't want to separate from Han Xueling, Yumu Chizhou still chose to go to the Phoenix Clan.

The bronze divine boat had no intention of landing, and flew directly into the depths of the Huowutong Wooden Mountains. In the Middle Earth, except for some extremely high-ranking monks and a few strong people, this behavior was to provoke the majesty of the Feng Clan. However, as the descendant of the holy land of the Yumuchizhou Ancestral Temple, it was obviously qualified.

Han Xueling didn't care. The Phoenix Clan had already received news from the appearance of the Yumuchi Zhou. Soon someone discovered the Shenzhou magic weapon in the sky and led him into the hinterland where the Phoenix Clan is located.

At this time, Lin Tian had already appeared near a valley. There were many monks within the range of thought perception. These people were like a burning flame in his thought perception. The size of the flame ball's power determines the level of the cultivation level of these monks.

This is the base of a branch of the Feng Clan. Lin Tian did not want to cause trouble, so he chose to bypass the valley and continue moving forward.

At this moment, Lin Tian frowned slightly, his figure slowly faded, and he appeared behind an ancient tree more than ten meters away like teleportation. His whole movement was flowing, without any movement or any breath leaking out.

The footsteps coming from behind were getting closer and closer. When the figure appeared completely in Lin Tian's sight, he found that the visitor was Han Xueling. Her white long dress looked particularly eye-catching in the Wutong Mountains with the main tone.

"What are she doing?" This is Lin Tian's doubt.

Han Xueling took a few more steps forward, standing in the position where Lin Tian was just standing. Her beautiful eyebrows flared. Just now, she clearly felt that Lin Tian was here, so why did that kind of sense suddenly disappear?

I have to say that this is a woman’s intuition, a terrible intuition!

"Who?"

Han Xueling's way of hiding her breath was obviously thousands of miles away from Lin Tian. As soon as she appeared here, a monk discovered her existence in the valley.

Brush! Brush! Brush!…

The sound of breaking through the air continued to come, and three figures wrapped in flames came in an instant. These were three monks wearing fiery red robes and fiery red hair, two of them were young and one middle-aged. The leader was middle-aged monks with cultivation level of the Ninth Heaven of True Self. The two young men behind them were both eighth Heaven.

"Are you from the Han family in Bingshuangcheng? Don't you know that Fenglin is forbidden from foreign tribes?"

The middle-aged monk scolded coldly, with flames lingering in his hands, ready to go.
Chapter completed!