Chapter 314: The Cold Master of Destiny's Cherry Blossom Spirit (18)

This life-or-death journey to the Dead Marsh began to change from the moment they set out.

Due to the relationship between the sword-controlling technique and the spiritual technique, Mo Baici was half a day faster than Li Jinfeng.

Yan Ruoyao stood on Li Jinfeng's sword, constantly urging him.

"Ruoyao, even if you and I use up all our spiritual power, it is impossible to catch up with Mo Baici, do you understand?" Li Jinfeng felt beads of sweat on his forehead. Even the sword-controlling hand was trembling slightly.

"Hmm?" Yan Ruoyao snorted and said, "It seems that the gap between the first and third place in the ranking of Xuankongju spiritual technique is really not a little big."

That woman took away her favor for a hundred years, why did she finally snatch back what belonged to her. The little monster found a new backer within three months.

Moreover, it was Mo Baici, the destiny master who no one had ever been able to approach.

Whether she was born or identified, she was many times stronger than that little monster.

How can a monster who has only practiced for a hundred years be compared with her!

Li Jinfeng heard this and did not answer her. Instead, he took the sword and flew towards the direction of the first stop.

It was already three quarters after midnight when they arrived, and almost everyone in the inn was asleep.

Only the waiter arranged a room for them, saying that in the evening, a young man named Mo had booked a room for them.

Since there were only two rooms when he came to book a room, only one was left for them.

Li Jinfeng was stunned, but his first reaction was not that he wanted to share a room with Yan Ruoyao.

But Mo Baici and her...

At the same time, in a unique room.

Luo Qingchen lay on the bed and tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. The bright moonlight outside the window shone on her fair cheeks, and the air was filled with a faint scent of cherry blossoms.

She didn't know that Mo Baici, who was meditating not far away, was more flustered than her.

"Master Bai Ci, are you asleep?" Her eyebrows moved slightly, and her clear and pleasant voice came from the silent air.

After a long time, he slowly said, "What's wrong?"

She touched the three brocade bags in her sleeves and asked with some doubts, "When should I open the three brocade bags you gave me?"

"When the blue spiritual power that appears at the seal disappears, it can be opened." There was a hint of emotion in his tone.

Hearing this, Luo Qingchen felt a panic in her heart for some reason. Only by holding the three brocade bags tightly could she feel at ease.

The next morning, when they set off, they found that Li Jinfeng had left first an hour earlier than them.

"I heard from the waiter that they arrived very late last night. Why did they set off so early today?" Luo Qingchen asked in confusion while standing on the Vanity Sword.

Mo Baici heard this and said lightly, "The desire to win."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flew in another direction. Changing the original direction, he flew along Xue'e Mountain.

This is the legendary snow mountain, where the Snow Girl and some lower-rank Yin spirits live.

But it is worth mentioning that this mountain is very high. If it is not for the top-level sword-controlling technique, it is impossible to fly over it.

After all, it takes a long time to control the sword to fly vertically at 90 degrees. Moreover, the temperature of Xue'e Mountain is very low. Ordinary spiritualists are very likely to fall off the sword due to physical exhaustion.

That is, there will be no body left.

However, that is just an ordinary spiritualist. For a great god like Mo Baici, flying over Xue'e Mountain is just like flying parallel land.

He used the Guardian Realm to protect Luo Qingchen, and then flew straight over Xue'e Mountain as if he was entering and leaving a mountainless land.

However, when he stood on the top of the mountain, he stopped, and the Vanity Sword slowly fell to the ground.

Luo Qingchen raised his head slightly, looked at the scene in front of him, and was so surprised that he couldn't speak.