The extreme cold and comfortable warmth intertwined in his body, making him sigh like pain and joy.
Zhang Yuan Chong suddenly realized something and opened his eyes suddenly.
"Little 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 the faces of his children and confirmed that they were okay, only then he was relieved.
Then he cast his gaze to the surroundings, only to realize that he was in a cave.
And the warmth I just felt in my body was a bonfire set up around me.
But... But why is he here?
Is Tianwu Mountain still here?
If it is Tianwu Mountain, how can an ordinary bonfire burn?
He only remembered...just remembering to run in the Tianwu Mountain, followed by the monk who caught up.
There is only bone cold left in the world, and despair without end.
Then, when his son Xiaole couldn't support the fall, Zhang Yuanchong finally fell to the ground.
When he smashed into the snow pit, he held his daughter tightly.
Use your body as a back cushion, let your daughter lie on him, at least you can absorb a touch of warmth.
This posture is somewhat familiar.
By the way, Zhang Yuanchong remembered.
He saved those two people, just like that.
The person below holds the person above tightly, and then uses his body to warm the person holding it.
Then, Zhang Yuanchong completely lost consciousness.
He thought he was dead.
But how can you be in this cave now?
How cold?Where's the wind and snow?
Is it all gone?
Hearing Zhang Yuanchong's murmur, the young boy Le said: "Daddy, it was an old white beard who saved us."
White beard...Grandpa?
Zhang Yuanchong opened his eyes slightly, revealing an unbelievable expression.
At this time, the two people lying not far away were also sober.
The warmth of the campfire melted the snow on their faces.
The scattered long hair was pulled away, revealing two familiar and unfamiliar faces of Zhang Yuanchong.
The familiarity is because he has seen these two people several times in the images played by the mirage stone or the shadow talisman.
Unfamiliar because he has never really touched them.
The same is the immortal king, but the names of these two people are unknown to everyone in Xiu Xian Continent.
It's completely different from another casual practice.
"Master Han Ye, Master Shadow, you... why are you here?"
The two were taking out the pill and swallowing them, and they had no 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 but feel shocked.
Han Ye and Ying Mei are the confidants of Emperor Mingjun, Emperor Mingjun, the second of the four chiefs of the Imperial Guard.
The powerhouse of the fairy king.
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, "Are they trying to take the two adults to Emperor Beixuan for merit?"
"I want to hurt us because of the waste." Han Ye sneered, and then groaned because of the wound. "It's those immortal puppets."
Before, Emperor Mingjun, Luo Yunxiao and Mo Qingshan fought against each other.
They were ordered to go to the ancient battlefield to rescue Xiaoyaomen.
However, in the middle of the road, he was blocked by the puppet army.
The imperial guard was dispersed, and six immortals surrounded him, Yingmei and Star Wolf, chasing and killing them.