The people of Amaterasu Jingu, who had risen in disarray, struggled to walk their way in the hurricane, their spiritual leader died, and everyone lost their souls and courage. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is conceivable that the Shinto system will collapse from then on, and if it is no longer powerless, Amaterasu Jingu will also fall into a long state of malaise due to the leaderless dragons.

The white tiger led everyone away, taking away the horrific corpse and the sustenance of Fujiwara Mailan.

"Do it, kill me!" The wind was colder, the air currents were sharper, and the woman screamed, and the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

Ye Fan retracted the flying sword one by one, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and tied her wrist with a gold rope.

"Let's go!" pushed the woman, and the two continued to walk towards the center of the cold wave.

What is he going to do? Going against the wind, why is he going?

The strong wind blew Fujiwara Mairan's head and danced wildly, and the remorse and confusion in her heart became deeper and deeper.

It was because of her own mistakes that she caused Masaki Chirana to die tragically at his hands, and the irreparable pain was deeply rooted in her heart, making her unable to extricate herself and stumbling.

This is the heart of Siberia, with chilling temperatures reaching minus 60 degrees Celsius!

The sky was overcast, and thick clouds of cold air obscured the sky.

Even if he had a fire spirit root physique that was beyond ordinary people, Ye Fan was so cold that his whole body trembled, his teeth trembled, and his heart was cold.

Fujiwara Mailan is even more unbearable, like a plague chicken and a cold bird, shivering and messy.

"Haha, little one, can't you stand it?" An old voice, coming from the front leisurely at the moment, laughed heartily, looking very bold and enthusiastic.

Fujiwara Mailan's eyes were startled!

Is there anyone else in this place?

Ye Fan waved his arm and smiled a little pretentiously: "No problem, I can stand it when I go to the North Pole!"

"Okay, try this again!"

Whew-

The sound of the wind howling of ghosts and wolves swept in, and the temperature of the surrounding air plummeted instantly, as if it was about to penetrate the bone marrow!

Fujiwara Mailan exclaimed, her thin body floated up in the wind, half a foot off the ground, and was almost swept away by this evil wind.

Fortunately, Ye Fan controlled the gold rope in his hand, and like flying a kite, he ripped her off and threw her on the solid ground.

"How, little one?" said the old man's voice, smug and playful, "It's only November, and the coldest days in Siberia are yet to come. ”

The wind was biting, Ye Fan had no choice but to admit defeat, and shouted forward: "You can quickly accept this magical power! ”

"Hahaha-" Laughter rang out from all directions, and the ears were filled with the sound of buzzing laughter, and the sound was terrifying.

In an instant, the sound of the wind suddenly stopped, and a tall figure appeared ten steps away in front of him.

An old man in animal skins!

The furs of those animals are all the skins of wild wolves in the Siberian wilderness, and they are all on their shoulders and waists, and at first glance they look like the wild men of a primitive tribe.

The cold air around him also seemed to be under his control, and he made a detour.

It was this old man with a rough face and black hair that was as messy as a grass nest, who staged a double reed drama with Ye Fan just now.

Time rewinds a few minutes, when Ye Fan holds the one who will die

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