Eight Hundred and Forty-Two. Mother's Handwriting

Yan Zhaoge was about to show up directly to greet the other party, but when he heard the word "Snow Crane", he stopped immediately.

"I should have heard it right, right?" Yan Zhaoge said blankly, "They just mentioned the word 'Snow Crane', right?"

Although this title, or code name, may also refer to someone else.

But for Yan Zhaoge who has been paying attention to his mother's news, when he heard these two words, the first reaction in his mind was naturally Xue Chuqing.

And the characteristics mentioned in the other party's words are also similar to Xue Chuqing.

This made Yan Zhaoge have to pay attention.

He focused his gaze slightly, the Wujitian Calligraphy Gate was running, his breath was collected, and then he took another step and approached the opponent secretly.

There are three people guarding the entrance of the boundary channel.

A martial saint of the fifth level, a strong man in the mid-stage realm of seeing gods takes the lead, and two martial saints of the third level, warriors in the late stage of the conjunction follow.

One of them was the young man whose facial features were exactly like Sikong Qing's.

The three of them were obviously responsible for guarding the portal, not only as backup, but also to prevent the targets inside from escaping.

The other Tsinghua Temple disciples went to the opposite side through that boundary passage.

The martial artist at the fifth level of the martial saint looks like a middle-aged man, with a white face and a slight beard, and a slightly fat body.

At this moment, he said: "Someone nearby has seen her with their own eyes. This foreign space should be her current foothold."

A young man with a horse face stood opposite the middle-aged man and snorted: "I will definitely be able to stop her this time, but I don't believe she can escape this time. Brother Lao, are you right?"

Brother Lao, who looks like a white-faced middle-aged man, is not relaxed: "I hope so, that Xuehe is the heir of the congenital alchemy sect from Hetu Luoshu, and her attainments are surprisingly high. When you are in the realm of a master, you are quite miraculous."

"In recent years, it's even closer to indifference, to the point where she can be aware of the danger and avoid it. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to stop her for so many years."

Brother Lao said seriously: "But this time, we have great hopes. When we received the news, we rushed here as soon as possible, and at the same time brought a treasure that can deceive the sky."

The horse-faced young man sighed: "Master, if he went out in person, he should have caught him long ago."

Brother Lao shook his head: "Master also has scruples and people to be wary of, for example, our neighbors to the north, this place is just at the junction of our Eastern Cangtian Realm and Northeast Mintian Realm, so I am most worried about accidents. "

The young man who looked exactly like Sikong Qing asked at this time: "Senior brother Lao, why are we hunting down this woman named Xuehe?"

Brother Lao said indifferently: "Junior Brother Li Cheng, I will do what Master has ordered me to do with all my heart."

Li Cheng nodded: "I understand, it's just pure curiosity."

Brother Lao said: "She stole a precious treasure, we want to bring her to justice and recover the stolen thing."

While he was talking, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and he turned his head to look to the side.

At the same time, there was already a voice: "I don't know what is precious?"

Yan Zhaoge appeared, suddenly appearing in the line of sight of the three people opposite, making them all feel awe-inspiring.

Brother Lao frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Seeing that Yan Zhaoge's arrival was not kind, there was already a surge of fresh energy in his body.

But Yanzhao's singing was so loud that everyone could hear him, and after saying a word, he took a step and was in front of them in an instant.

Not only Yan Zhaoge himself, but Beiming's avatar also appeared, like a streamer.

I don't know if the opponent has backup, and I don't know what the situation is on the other side of the boundary channel.

Yan Zhaoge wanted to ask for a confession, so without any delay, he went all out to make a quick decision.

Soon, all three opponents were subdued.

Yan Zhaoge looked at the entrance of the boundary passage in front of him.

The horse-faced youth asked unwillingly: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Brother Lao said solemnly: "Who are you?

We should have never met each other before, did you have a feud with me at Tsinghua Temple in Yunmiao Mountain? "

"You don't need to declare your family name. Although I haven't walked in the Eastern Heaven Realm, I can still recognize the logo of your faction." Yan Zhaoge said casually, "As for what I do, it doesn't matter, I care more about what you are doing."

Li Cheng's gaze also fell on the entrance of the boundary passage, and then turned to look at Yan Zhaoge: "Are you also here for Xuehe? Are you an old friend of hers, or are you also here to catch her?"

Brother Lao carefully stared at Yan Zhaoge's face, and suddenly his expression changed drastically: "You..."

Yan Zhaoge said casually: "You have too many questions."

After all, Yan Zhaoge directly took the three of them into custody, and then walked directly into the realm passageway in front of him together with the Beiming clone.

Traveling through the void passage, the time and space in front of you are criss-crossed and colorful.

After a while, the scenery in front of him returned to normal, and it suddenly became clear that the scene that appeared in Yan Zhaoge's field of vision was a world of beautiful mountains and rivers.

The environment in this exotic space is quite good.

"My mother is really like what my father and Xiao Ai said, she really pays attention to the quality of life."

While thinking, Yan Zhaoge felt the flow of spiritual energy in the foreign space, looking for his target.

But before he could figure out the situation, a bright light suddenly lit up in the distance.

A thick beam of light soared into the sky, and then the terrifying thunder light began to spread to the surroundings, as if it was going to spread throughout the foreign space.

But it was too late to get close to Yan Zhaoge's side, there were also several thunder lights rising there, and the two sides collided fiercely.

Yan Zhaoge frowned, speeding up and rushing forward.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be something wrong with Li Cheng, who had just been captured by him.

The young man who was still trying to struggle in the cage suddenly froze for a moment.

When he came back to his senses, pain appeared on his face, confusion and bewilderment intertwined in his eyes.

Although worried about the situation in the distance, Yan Zhaoge was still surprised when he discovered this situation.

Because on Li Cheng's forehead, a rune clearly appeared automatically.

This rune is exactly the rune of Sikong Qing and other similar people, no matter male or female, each has a rune, which is related to each other, but they are all different.

Yan Zhaoge had seen Li Cheng's talisman before, but it was the result of his intensive observation with his own cultivation.

At this moment, the rune appeared automatically, and anyone could see it clearly.

This kind of situation, Yan Zhaoge has never encountered Si Kongqing and others before.

Looking at Li Cheng's appearance and expression at the moment, it was obviously not his own will, but a passive reaction to some external stimulus.

What caused this scene?

"Has a similar situation happened to you before?" Yan Zhaoge asked anxiously.

Li Cheng grunted in pain: "...No!"

Yan Zhaoge suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.

The few thunder lights outside were probably from the disciples of Tsinghua Temple, but since Li Cheng had this situation for the first time, the fellow disciples who often met in the past should have nothing to do with it.

What caused Li Cheng's current change was probably the huge beam of light rushing into the sky in the center.

And that beam of light was most likely the handwriting of his mother Xue Chuqing.