Ye Ziheng searched for six days in the snowy mountains, but he did not find any more than a few of the second grade snow rabbits.

"It's almost time."

Ye Ziheng took out his mobile phone and took a look. It's time for him to go back. Maybe he Xiaan has a bit of luck and has found something.

So ye Ziheng began to walk back to the top of the mountain.

Fifteen hours later, ye Ziheng climbed to the top again. It was night, but ye Ziheng did not see he Xiaan.

But ye Ziheng didn't worry. He thought that he Xiaan might have been walking a little slowly, so he didn't come back. Wait a minute. He should be back at dawn.

So ye Ziheng sat there and began to wait, but this left and right wait until it was already light, but ye Ziheng still did not see half of he Xiaan's shadow.

He began to worry about whether he Xia'an would encounter any danger on the way. After all, this is the location of the tomb of the holy empire. If there were some powerful demon guards around him, it would be bad.

"Don't worry so much, boy. The little girl is also the cultivation of the six level realm. Even if there is any danger, she has at least some means of self-protection. Don't worry too much. Maybe she just forgets herself and forgets the time. She will wait for a moment."

Although ye Ziheng was anxious in his heart, he felt that there was some truth in his words, so he took a deep breath to calm himself down and decided to wait for a while.

The sun in the sky from rise to set, it is half a day later, has not come back, there is no news.

Ye Ziheng couldn't sit still this time. He ran directly in the direction that he Xia'an had been walking before, shouting at the same time.

"Cheyenne! He Xiaan! He Xiaan

However, ye Ziheng walked for a long time, and his voice was getting louder and louder, but he still couldn't hear any response from he Xia'an, which made ye Ziheng more anxious.

If you can't find a person and there's no voice, it's more likely to happen.

Ye Ziheng did not dare to delay, quickened his pace and continued to shout in a loud voice.

"He Xiaan! He Xiaan, are you there? "

Ye Ziheng has been shouting, and dare not stop for a moment.

From dark to dawn, and then from dawn to dark, the whole day passed, ye Ziheng cried out his throat pain, but still did not hear a trace of response.

But ye Ziheng did not give up, throat pain dry, directly from the ground to dig up a hand of snow, and then a plug into the mouth.

"He Xiaan! He Xiaan

Ye Ziheng yelled again and again. He suddenly regretted that he shouldn't have brought him out. If he didn't bring him out, it wouldn't have happened. If something happened to he Xia'an this time, he would have been hard to forgive himself all his life.

"He Xiaan!"

"Boy! Stop yelling. Feel it carefully. "

The devil's voice was suddenly introduced into ye Ziheng's mind. Ye Ziheng thought that the devil had heard he Xiaan's voice, so he stopped shouting and listened carefully, but he didn't hear any sound after listening for a long time.

"I want you to expand your senses to feel, not to listen."

The devil looked at ye Ziheng's face and listened carefully. He said helplessly.

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