"En! I understand! "
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Wen Zhaodi nodded and wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes. Her complexion improved a lot.
Seeing that Wen Zhaodi's complexion improved, Mo Qingyun's expression relaxed a little, and he took Wen Zhaodi to find someone to inquire about the situation.
Soon, Mo Qingyun and Wen Zhaodi arrived outside Ice Glaze City and ran into a middle-aged man who was rushing over.
"Excuse me, friend, do you know what happened in Ice Glaze City? Where did the people of Ice Glaze City go? "
Mo Qingyun walked up to the other party with a humble expression and asked him about the situation in Ice Glaze City.
Hearing Mo Qingyun's question, the other party stopped and sized up Mo Qingyun and Wen Zhaodi before saying, "Both of you, from what you've said, you should have just arrived at Ice Glaze City, right?"
"That's right!" Mo Qingyun nodded.
"So that's how it is. No wonder you don't know about the situation in Ice Glaze City."
Seeing Mo Qingyun and Wen Zhaodi's expressions, the man revealed a look of understanding, and his expression became solemn as he said, "Three months ago, an ancient battlefield hidden beneath Ice Glaze City was unearthed and evolved into countless ancient formations and taboos. Due to the appearance of such a strange phenomenon, all the clans and sects that once resided in Ice Glaze City have moved out of Ice Glaze City. As for where they went, I'm not very sure."
"So all the major forces have moved out of Ice Glaze City!"
Hearing this man say so, Mo Qingyun and Wen Zhaodi's expressions relaxed, and the worry in their hearts lessened a lot.
So it seemed that the people of the Wen Clan should have evacuated and not lost their lives in Ice Glaze City.
"Since the Wen Clan has moved to Ice Glaze City, there shouldn't be any danger."
Mo Qingyun consoled Wen Zhaodi, and then he paused for a moment and pondered for a moment before he said, "Presently, we don't know where the Wen Clan has moved to. If we go there directly, it would undoubtedly be no different than looking for a needle in a haystack. Why don't we stay in Iceslave City for a few days and inquire about the Wen Clan's whereabouts?"
"Yes!"
In response to Mo Qingyun's suggestion, Wen Zhaodi didn't even think about it and immediately nodded in agreement.
To her, Mo Qingyun must have his reasons for making such arrangements.
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, the person to the side smiled faintly and invited Mo Qingyun, "You two, there are many fierce spirits in the vicinity of Ice Glaze City. If you two want to stay here, it would be best for you to become sworn brothers. This way, you can look after each other."
"Many thanks for Brother's good intentions, I understand!"
Hearing this, Mo Qingyun's expression changed slightly. He cupped his hands and thanked the person before he said, "In that case, we will bid farewell here. See you again someday."
"Ai!"
Seeing Mo Qingyun and Wen Zhaodi's reactions, the person sighed, knowing that Mo Qingyun didn't take his words to heart.
"Brother, please wait a moment!"
After sighing, the person revealed an unbearable expression and hurriedly called out to Mo Qingyun, "You two, the underground passage one and a half miles west of Ice Glaze City is the entrance to the ancient battlefield. It's best that you two don't rashly enter, so as to avoid encountering powerful fierce spirits in the battlefield."
"Oh? The entrance to the ancient battlefield is one and a half miles west of Ice Glaze City? "
Hearing this, Mo Qingyun revealed a curious expression, intending to go to the ancient battlefield to take a look. He said to Wen Zhaodi, "Zhaodi, there must be many cultivators who have entered the ancient battlefield. If we also go in, perhaps we can ask those people where the Wen Clan migrated to."
"En, then let's go to the ancient battlefield now!"
Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Wen Zhaodi's expression changed, revealing an impatient expression.
With that, Mo Qingyun and Wen Zhaodi didn't say anything else and directly prepared to go to the ancient battlefield.
"Ai! Why are these two so stubborn! "
Seeing Mo Qingyun and Wen Zhaodi's actions, the person to the side suddenly revealed a bitter smile, his heart instantly depressed to the extreme.
Was he advising them to seek fortune and avoid calamity?
Why did it feel like he was advising Mo Qingyun and Wen Zhaodi to go to their deaths?
Thinking of this, the person no longer hesitated and hurriedly shouted to Mo Qingyun, "Brother, why are you so stubborn? With your cultivation, it will be very dangerous if you enter the ancient battlefield."
Hearing this person's exasperated words, Mo Qingyun's gaze towards him changed slightly, and a favorable impression of him grew in his heart.
This person had repeatedly advised him, so it could be seen that he was an upright and warm-hearted person.
Mo Qingyun didn't find it strange that this person would have such thoughts. On the surface, his and Wen Zhaodi's cultivation was indeed somewhat low.
Now, just as Mo Qingyun was feeling grateful to this person, the person gritted his teeth, sighed, and said, "How about this, it just so happens that I'm going to enter the ancient battlefield with a few friends. Why don't the two of you come with me? This way, the safety of the two of you will be more guaranteed."
Hearing this person's words, Mo Qingyun's favorable impression of him involuntarily improved a little.
Now, it seemed that this person was really a warm-hearted person.
"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, brother."
Mo Qingyun smiled faintly and thanked the other party with cupped fists, accepting the other party's good intentions.
Mo Qingyun thought to himself. He wasn't familiar with the ancient battlefield, so it wouldn't be a bad idea to have this person to lead the way.
"You're welcome, it's nothing much!"
Seeing that Mo Qingyun was willing to go with him, this person instantly heaved a sigh of relief, as if thinking that he had finally persuaded Mo Qingyun.
Then, this person revealed a hearty smile, patted his chest, and said, "I'm Han Buyi, may I know your name?"
"Mo Qingyun, this is my cousin, Wen Zhaodi!"
After hearing the other party's words, Mo Qingyun smiled faintly and introduced the two of them.
Han Buyi didn't think too much about Mo Qingyun's introduction and didn't suspect the relationship between Wen Zhaodi and Mo Qingyun.
Then, Mo Qingyun and Han Buyi exchanged a few words and followed Han Buyi to find his friends.
About fifteen minutes later, under Han Buyi's guidance, Mo Qingyun met Han Buyi's friend of the past three months.
Han Buyi's three friends were Lang Lei, Zuo Xing, and Wu Lian. Their cultivation was the same as Han Buyi's, at the seventh level of the divine power.
Among them, Wu Lian's cultivation was the highest, at the peak of the seventh level of the divine power. She was the leader of Han Buyi's group.
"Han Buyi, this little brother and little sister are …?"
Looking at Mo Qingyun beside Han Buyi, Wu Lian and the other two were curious and asked about Mo Qingyun and Luo Xing 'er's background.
When the three of them asked Han Buyi, their expressions clearly revealed a sense of wariness.
Clearly, the three of them were wary of Mo Qingyun and Luo Xing and didn't seem to welcome Mo Qingyun and Luo Xing.
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