Using his own spiritual power, he rushed over against the brutal wind on the top of the mountain.

The disciples reacted and rushed to the top of the mountain regardless of others.

There was a person jumping straight next to Lin'er and Chang Yufeng.

"Comrade! What happened at the foot of the mountain?" The man looked at Lin'er and imitated the man in black next to him, naturally holding up his sleeves and long shirt to help the woman in red block the messy wind.

This man was elegant, and even when he rolled up his sleeves, he was very quiet, but it was obvious that he was very powerful, allowing Lin'er's skirt to cling to her legs and prevent it from flying around.

"Brother Yu Feng! Say it!" Lin'er felt that the owl in her arms had lost its warmth and even turned cold in an instant.

"Tell everyone that Bailing Mountain is in danger now. Try to protect yourself. If possible, it is best to gather together and hide in the house and don't come out!" Chang Yufeng did not answer directly. He glanced at the Bailing Mountain man.

Disciple, he began to activate his spiritual power, maintain his own body temperature, and protect himself appropriately to prevent being blown over by the strong wind.

"Okay!" Without saying a word, the man rushed forward and shouted loudly, asking those disciples who were still lingering to leave quickly.

"We are not going to the mountain!" Chang Yufeng stopped, so Lin'er could only stop. Lin'er had to look at the little guy who had no vital signs, and looked at Chang Yufeng's back. It was very accidental.

, this slightly tall man... turned out to be so haggard.

Chang Yufeng looked at Lin'er, looking at her eagerly, as if she was also afraid of something, which made Lin'er a little anxious, but not so... scared.

"Well..." Lin'er nodded...

I was speechless for a moment.

Don't know what to say.

"Lin'er! You follow them to the mountain! I'll go to the bottom of the mountain!" Chang Yufeng flicked his sleeves and was about to go down the mountain. He turned around neatly without any hesitation.

"Hey! Where are you going!?" Lin'er wanted to grab his clothes, but obviously failed to catch him. Her hands scratched his clothes, leaving a barb on her nails and drawing a white line.

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"I'll come as soon as I go!" Chang Yufeng jumped fiercely and jumped very far away. He put one foot on the ground, put strength on his toes, and ran out again.

Lin'er turned around sharply, but could only watch him disappear.

She was surprised to find that the blue ice crystal flower had long since disappeared, replaced by densely packed ice blue flowers blooming everywhere.

It was crystal clear blue, with a terrifying cold air, and it caught her eyes. It was all over the place, and it was so enchanting that no one was willing to touch it even once!

Lin'er didn't care about her skirt flying. Under such a huge hurricane, her skirt was not torn, but just kept flying in the air. She looked at the black dress and fled away!

"Huh...it's really troublesome..."

A voice sounded in Lin'er's ear.

that is not……

No,

That was Chang Yufeng's voice. Even if the wind was strong, it was still conveyed to her mind so clearly.

She turned around sharply, and saw a man with his hands on his chest, crossed, looking bad-tempered.

His gentle eyes, his bright gaze, his... appearance is exactly the same as Chang Yufeng.

it turns out……

So……

resemblance……

The white and blue floral uniform of the Bailing Mountain disciples was worn straight on his body.

He watched the figure in black clothes walk away...

"Hello...Lin'er...we finally...met..." The person on the steps took out their crossed hands, as if they were reunited after a long separation.

He smiled, squinting his gentle eyes and showing his white teeth.

"Long time no see... See you well..."

He said that no matter how the wind blew, his clothes were always forbidden, as if the wind had no way to get close to him.
Chapter completed!