The extreme cold and comfortable warmth intertwined in his body, making him sigh like pain and joy.
Zhang Yuancong suddenly realized something and opened his eyes suddenly.
"Xiao Le, Niuniu!!"
As soon as he sat up, he saw two familiar figures rushing into his arms.
"Daddy, Daddy, you finally woke up!"
Zhang Yuanchong touched his children's faces and heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that they were all right.
Then he turned his gaze to the surroundings, only to realize that he was actually in a cave.
And the warmth my body felt just now was a bonfire set up around me.
But...but why is he here
Is this still Tianwu Mountain
If it is Tianwu Mountain, how can ordinary bonfires burn
He only remembered... he only remembered running in Tianwu Mountain, followed by the monks who were chasing him.
There is only bone-chilling cold and endless despair left in the world.
Then, when his son Xiao Le couldn't support himself and fell down, Zhang Yuanchong finally fell to the ground.
When he fell into the snow pit, he still hugged his daughter tightly.
Use your own body as a back and let your daughter lie on him, at least you can get a little warmth.
This posture is somewhat familiar.
By the way, Zhang Yuanchong remembered.
He saved those two people, just like that overlapping each other up and down.
The person below hugs the person above tightly, and then uses his own body to warm the person he is hugging.
Then, Zhang Yuanchong completely lost consciousness.
He thought he was dead.
But why is it in this cave now
What about the cold? What about the wind and snow
Are you all gone
Hearing Zhang Yuanchong's murmur, the young man Xiao Le said, "Daddy, it was a white-bearded grandfather who saved us."
White beard... grandpa
Zhang Yuanchong opened his eyes slightly, showing an expression of disbelief.
At this time, the two people who were lying not far away also woke up.
The warmth of the bonfire melted the wind and snow on their faces.
The messy long hair was pushed back, revealing two familiar and unfamiliar faces of Zhang Yuanchong.
Familiarity is because he has seen these two people several times in the images played by the mirage stone or the shadow talisman.
Strange because he has never really touched them.
They are also Immortal Kings, but their names are known to everyone in Xiuxian Continent.
It is completely different from him as a casual cultivator.
"Master Han Ye, Lord Yingmei, you... why are you here?"
The two were taking out the elixir and swallowing it, so they didn't have time to answer his words.
Han Ye checked Ying Mei's injuries before looking at Zhang Yuanchong, "Thank you for saving us."
Zhang Yuanchong shook his head again and again, but then couldn't help being startled.
Han Ye and Ying Mei are the confidantes of Emperor Ming Jue of the Extreme Realm, and two of the four chiefs of the Imperial Guard Army.
The powerhouse of Immortal King Realm.
Now he was injured like this, and fled into Tianwu Mountain in embarrassment.
"Yes, did those monks hurt you just now?" Zhang Yuanchong couldn't help asking, "Do they want to take the two adults to Dibeixuan for merit points?"
"That group of trash wants to hurt us." Han Ye sneered, and then moaned because of the wound, "It's those puppets at the level of immortals."
Before that, Di Ming Jue, Luo Yunxiao and Mo Qingshan fought in the polar region.
They were ordered to go to the ancient battlefield to rescue Xiaoyaomen.
However, on the way, he was stopped by an army of puppet people.
The imperial guards were dispersed, and six immortals surrounded him, Yingmei, and Xinglang to chase and kill him.