The snow-capped mountains are endless.

There was pale white everywhere.

In the snow, two figures walked deeper, one foot lighter, and the other foot deeper.

Xiao Fengqi was covered in black, and his black cloak covered him, revealing only a pair of dark and dead eyes and black marks on his forehead. Leng Mu followed him, and the breath he exhaled instantly condensed into thin ice.

"Master, do you want to take a rest? Your health is important..."

Leng Mu asked out loud. He looked at the boundless snow-capped mountains in the distance, and even the direction was difficult to tell, and he couldn't help but speak out.

They left Daxia without any marginal search, but three months have passed and there is no news...

The master became more and more silent and colder. He often didn't speak for several days and nights, and his cheeks were visible to the naked eye.

All the emotions and sorrows were hidden in the heart by the master, and he saw them in his eyes and hurt in his heart.

Until a month ago, they got news on the Black Market in Southern Zhou that there was an isolated tribe on the world's largest snow mountain in the Southern Zhou Kingdom. It is said that the ancestors of the Tianren tribe were gods from heaven who came down to earth, fell in love with mortals, gave birth to children, and then stayed on the top of the snow mountain, slowly developed into a tribe. After several generations of reproduction, they became the later Tianren tribe.

The celestial race is isolated from the world and is difficult to find.

According to rumors, the people of the heavenly tribe can know the affairs of the world and find the people of the world, but they do not care about the affairs of the world.

When he heard this news, the master set out directly to the First Snow Mountain. The ice and snow were biting and the cold wind was blowing. The higher he walked, the colder it became. The ice cone slashed across his cheeks, and it was like cutting.

Leng Mu really wanted to tell his master that the celestial race may be just a legend and does not exist at all.

But, he couldn't say...

Because when he heard the heavenly race, he knew the world's affairs and searched for the world's people, he saw his master's eyes that were always cold and silent suddenly lit up. This is hope...

The world is so great that Miss Jun doesn’t know where it is.

But the top of the snow-capped mountain is right in front of you. As long as you find the Heavenly Man race, you can find Miss Jun.

“No obstacle.”

Xiao Fengqi's voice sounded low.

Suddenly...

He paused.

The pain in the heart started to hurt violently, as if the heart was about to explode. The pain came so rapidly without any warning.

Xiao Fengqi was such a person who could endure the pain, but she groaned and knelt on one knee, sweating profusely on her forehead.

"master."

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Leng Mu was startled and rushed forward and helped Xiao Fengqi with deep and shallow steps. He saw that his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he was tightly covering his heart.

......

At the same time, in the Yan State, the house.

Qin Zhen raised his head, with sad sadness and determination in his eyes. She looked at Xiao Hongyu, "Brother Ayu, this child cannot be kept, we cannot keep him."

Who said there is no father and son in this world?

A thousand miles apart, he was just a child who had not yet been born. He knew that his mother didn't want him anymore. He might not be able to come to this world. He was in pain, and his father was in pain.

Xiao Fengqi knelt in the endless white snow, and he almost fell into the snow in pain.

"Master, Master..."

Leng Mu's face turned pale and he kept shouting.

"fine."

It took a long time before Xiao Fengqi recovered from this palpitations. He lay in the snow as if he had lost his strength, allowing the snowflakes to fall on his face and his face was covered with frost.
Chapter completed!