He once vowed that he would never step into the far north again.

But he is still here now.

This time, even though he knew it was a trap, he still broke his oath without hesitation.

Because here, his favorite woman is waiting for him.

He wants to work hand in hand with Zhuge Canglan for a lifetime, and it is not complete to take a look at it at all.

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Stepping back onto the land of the far north, the cold wind blew towards us mixed with snowflakes, like a sharp knife, constantly cutting wounds on my face.

Yutian Xuanhuang's lonely figure is just a small black dot on this vast snow field.

At this moment, Yu Tian Xuanhuang had only one thought in his mind. He found his Canglan as soon as possible, held her in his arms, and kept it in his heart, and never let her go of him again.

Yutian Xuanhuang looked around. He was outside because of the obstruction of the Donghuang Bell, so he could not find Zhuge Canglan's place.

But now it is different. Without the bad things of Donghuang Zhong, he and Zhuge Canglan are in blood and have already carved his mark on her body, so it is not difficult to search for Zhuge Canglan's aura here.

But the premise is-

She must be here.

He expanded all his spiritual senses and wanted the snowfield to spread around him, his heart beat slightly, and that position was where he had engraved the mark on Zhuge Canglan's chest.

But the beating was so weak that it showed that Zhuge Canglan was now on the verge of life and death.

This made Yutian Xuanhuang both happy and anxious.

I was glad that I finally confirmed that she was here.

What's anxious is that she is in a bad situation now.

The demonic energy on Yu Tian Xuanhuang instantly swept across the snowfield like a tornado. He took a deep breath of cold air. There was indeed Canglan's breath in the air, but it was very weak.

In order to speed up the search for time, Yutian Xuanhuang dripped a drop of pure purple demon blood from his middle finger.

He and Zhuge Canglan's bloodline are in touch, and relying on demon blood to find her faster in such a ghost place.

Yutian Xuanhuang is a powerful demon, so even in this kind of weather, his blood will not turn into ice.

The drop of demon blood quickly fell on the snow and melted into the snow, as if a drop of ink was dripped from white rice paper.

Soon, the magic blood began to move on the snow, going east, west, south, and north, like a police dog determining the direction. After repeated many times, it was confirmed, and then suddenly shot straight ahead, that is, the northward direction.

A thin purple thread instantly appeared on the snow.

Yutian Xuanhuang quickly followed the direction guided by the purple line and ran forward wildly.

The snow in the sky fluttered and fell on the ground, which should have been covered quickly, with the purple thread.

But... it was eroded by Yu Tian Xuanhuang's demonic energy and evaporated before it even approached the purple thread.

The long purple line crawled rapidly on the snow like a spiritual snake, and Yutian Xuanhuang followed him for a moment and did not dare to delay.

After a long time, it finally stopped and bloomed on the snow, a small purple flower, a snow-white purple flower, light and unique, and very beautiful.

Yutian Xuanhuang looked at the place where it stopped. It was very flat snow, and it looked no different from other places. There was no sign of people seeing them, and there was no trace of people walking on the snow.

But he also knew that his blood would never be able to lie to him. Although there was no way anyone said this, Canglan... must be there.
Chapter completed!