"sword"

Ye Hao nodded and said, "If you die, I will also help you collect snow and find a swordsman worthy of its identity."

The man suddenly raised his head, and those cold eyes were faintly lighted, as if there was a feeling of love.

"thanks"

The man said two words, Ye Hao didn't think he would say these two words, as if he already knew his ending. The word of gratitude will never come from an enemy. If it can be a gratitude, even if it is not a friend, there will be no trace of past resentment.

Ye Hao suddenly felt that the white-haired young man was right in front of him, just like himself. He was just guarding what he should protect. Life was not that important. What was more important than life was the value of life.

After a while, the two swords moved at the same time, and the two swords had each moved ten percent of the sword. The sword is already a gamble. Only a red shadow and a white shadow rushed away at full speed. The momentum is like a rainbow, the blade runs across the air, and the space wave is illusory and deflection. These two daggers seem to be able to divide the entire exhibition hall into two parts.

For a while, the two numbers went wrong, as if a strong white light passed through the person's eyes. Seeing that the person's pupils dilated immediately, the cold in his eyes quickly disappeared, and the bright darkness gradually dimmed, leaving only a faint gray. He stood there, holding a sword in his hand, motionless, as if it were a statue.

Blood dripped from the burning sky in Ye Hao Shuhao's hand, sprinkled on the floor little by little, and splattered away gently. But the edge of the snow sword is still as clean as ice and snow.

Ye Hao collected the sky, returned to the man's side, and gently picked up the snow from his hand. The sword was held in his hand for a long time, and the sword's hilt was not warm.

Holding two swords, Ye Hao walked straight to the ninth floor, and muttered: "I will find a good swordsman for it." Han Lun carefully recalled the map and began to locate it on the map. He is now at the junction of the two sides of the city wall, so the tree building to the east is the temporary residence of the Linxian wooden house.

These five cities are independent kingdoms established by all races in the north of Dongshu and the supreme management of the entire Dongshu north. The soldiers in these five cities are the unity of more than one hundred ethnic minority soldiers in northern America. Among them, Dongshu architecture is the strength of the five nationalities. Each tribe has its own barracks in the cities of the five countries. In this building, there are the workplaces of the five big families. Among these five families, the king of the city was chosen to lead the armed forces throughout the North.

Han Lun gently jumped down from the tree, his body suddenly jumped down, and after a gentle landing, he rushed to the East Tree Tower in the shape of one step. At this time, there are not a few people in the cities of these five countries, but there are already loud voices in the center of the world. It seems that a big city is a big city, not to mention that there will be a grand event in the future. Whether it is a businessman in the human world or a businessman in the spiritual world, business is the same. If the merchants of various shops do not use this time to make a lot of money, if they miss this time, they may have to wait another four years.

At this time, Han Lun came to the crowd from a remote corner, where all races gathered, not paying much attention to him. He is wearing a light green shirt. In their opinion, he must be a wooden fairy.

Han Lun didn't panic anyone, but walked up and down in the crowd alone, gradually approaching Dongshu Tower. Han Lun's map shows the layout of all the guards in Dongshu Tower, when and where there are how many guards, clearly marked on the map.