Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear

Chapter 449 Blackening Immortal Venerable (4)

After receiving the plot, the amazing thing is that this time, An Wan's heart is very calm, without fluctuations...

【Host, are you okay? 】

"..." An Wan thought for a while, "It's better than ever."

system:【……】

Thinking of An Wan's current situation, and thinking about the hero Jun Mo, the system couldn't help but silently mourn for the hero for a minute...

[Host, the hero still has injuries. ] The system couldn't help reminding.

"I can't die." An Wan said indifferently.

system:【……】

[Host, it was impossible to die.But the host, don't forget where you threw him. 】

Heartless Peak.

The Unfeeling Peak is covered with snow all the year round, and the peak is even more cold snow that will not melt for thousands of years. If it is not for the people who practice the Unfeeling Kungfu, ordinary people who have a cultivation level below the Nascent Soul will not be able to climb to the top of the Unfeeling Peak.

"... Forgot." An Wan said.

Yes, if the system hadn't reminded her, she would have forgotten about it long ago.

Heartless Peak.

Jun Mo, who was in the late stage of Golden Core, was seriously injured. While enduring the bone-chilling chill, he sat cross-legged and tried to put himself into a state of cultivation, trying to resist the bone-piercing chill...

But it didn't work...

No matter how he used his spiritual power to practice, the bone-chilling chill never disappeared.

His body is getting colder and colder, and his consciousness is getting more and more trance...

The second before Jun Mo completely lost consciousness, a familiar white figure appeared in his sight.

After seeing that it was An Wan, Jun Mo's heart suddenly settled down for some reason.

He didn't clenched his teeth and insisted, but let himself be completely invaded by the cold, and completely lost consciousness.

The moment Jun Mo fell, An Wan caught him in time, and led him away from the Peak of Heartlessness.
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When Jun Mo woke up again, he found that the surroundings were still very cold, but compared to the bone-chilling chill before, the cold at this moment was actually much better.

After getting up, Jun Mo found that he was thrown into a cave, and there was nothing else in the cave except an ice bed.

The moment he got out of bed, his hand seemed to have touched some restriction, and a pure white beam of light flashed past.

In the next second, a familiar slender figure in white, cold and dusty appeared in front of his eyes.

"Thank you, Jun Mo..." Zu.

"Good night."

Hearing this, Jun Mo was taken aback.

"Just call me goodnight."

"But……"

"My bones are less than a hundred years old."

Jun Mo: "..." He just turned one hundred.

"I'm younger than you. I don't like to hear you call me Patriarch," An Wan said.

Jun Mo: "..."

"Then Jun Mo thanked Anwan for saving your life..."

"I don't like honorific titles, don't call 'you'." An Wan interrupted again.

"But……"

"Forget it, you better stop talking." Before Jun Mo could finish speaking, An Wan interrupted him again.

Jun Mo: "..."

"Tell me." An Wan said suddenly.

Hearing this, Jun Mo was startled for a moment, until he met An Wan's cold and indifferent black eyes, and then he came back to his senses belatedly.

"After entering the secret realm, I was teleported to an inheritance ruins alone. During the three months in the secret realm, I stayed at the ruins and never left."

Hearing this, An Wanliu frowned slightly: "So, you don't know anything."

Jun Mo nodded helplessly.

As long as he knows something, as long as he participates, as long as he has witnesses or is accompanied by people, he will not even explain in Xiaoyao Temple today.

It's not that he doesn't want to explain, but that he has nothing to say...

(End of this chapter)