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After a while, Xu Qing took a deep breath to suppress the anger and helplessness in his heart.

Yang Fan ran away for a while, but he couldn't run forever. In the future, there will be opportunities to kill him to avenge Zeng Ning.

And this time, Xu Qing also saw a shortcoming and a big weakness in himself.

The disadvantage is that he didn't bring the Sky Walking Blade and the Sky Flood Scale Belt, otherwise he would definitely not let Yang Fan run away with the Sky Flood Scale Belt in his hand.

As for the big weakness, he is far above Yang Fan in terms of strength, internal strength, running speed, reaction ability and physical strength.

But he was weaker than Yang Fan in lightness kung fu, otherwise he could catch Yang Fan even without the Heavenly Flood Scale Belt.

Xu Qing secretly made up his mind that in the future, he must find a suitable martial arts book to make up for his shortcomings.

This area is too big, it is impossible to catch Yang Fan, so Xu Qing simply returns the same way.

"Uh, what is this?"

Near the villa of Death Prison, a bright light suddenly flashed Xu Qing's eyes on the snow.

Xu Qing picked it up and saw that it was a black fragment.

Then he found that there were many such large and small debris on the nearby snow.

After seeing all kinds of medicinal materials and ores in the secret path of Taoist Master Feihe, and reading the classic books given by Mr. Lin, Xu Qing is no longer a martial arts novice.

Instead, he has grown into a person with a certain amount of knowledge who is full of dissatisfaction and half of the bottle is dangling.

Xu Qing saw that the fragments contained rare metals, rhinoceros skin, python skin and other animal skins.

"This should be a fragment of the inner armor."

Xu Qing held his chin and guessed what the fragments were.

No wonder Yang Fan was injured by his own Long Jin but survived. It turned out that this bastard in the inner armor blocked it.

Without this inner armor, it is impossible for him to survive.

But this fragment was useless, Xu Qing threw it away casually, and walked to the place where he had just fought.

He chased Yang Fan away only a few minutes before Zeng Ning's body was buried under the snowdrift by the storm.

Xu Qing dug out Zeng Ning's body and brought it to the villa.

Whether it was a table or a cabinet in the villa, as long as they were made of wood, Xu Qing piled them all under the corpse.

"Senior Longque, you go all the way."

"I will remember your last wish."

After Xu Qing lit the wood, he released his internal energy, and the fire burned fiercely.

……

On the snowy ground beyond the horizon, Xu Qingshen walked towards the south with one shallow foot and one shallow foot.

He carried two large packages on his back, one containing Zeng Ning's ashes, and the other containing clothes and food.

After walking dozens of miles, Xu Qing met a huge polar bear.

After seeing Xu Qing, the polar bear let out a haha ​​from its mouth and rushed towards Xu Qing.

"Mount!"

Seeing this polar bear, Xu Qing's eyes lit up.

With a snap: "Be honest with me, sir."

Another slap: "Shout again and I'll cut your tongue off!"

Xu Qing slapped the polar bear with tears in his eyes, and knelt down on the ground.

After a while, Xu Qing tamed the polar bear and rode on it.

Then the polar bear stood up and walked north.

"You idiot, there is no distinction between north and south."

Xu Qing slapped him again, and the polar bear walked obediently to the south.

After the polar bear took Xu Qing for more than 500 miles day and night, Xu Qing let it go and walked for more than 200 miles, and finally came to a small town called Musk.

Seeing the strong men and aunts from Northern Russia coming and going, Xu Qing burst into tears.

After days of being alone, he finally saw someone.

But soon Xu Qing felt embarrassed. He wanted to go to the tavern to drink a few glasses of vodka to warm himself up, but when he touched his pocket, there was not even a dime.

But sometimes with luck, someone will come to help.

After a while, three people came over, and the leader was a middle-aged North Russian man in luxurious clothes.

"Hello, Honorable Baron Tilov."

"Oh, Baron Girov, you haven't been to my tavern for a long time, you must come and sit down when you have time."

Along the way, everyone around bowed down to salute him, and Baron Girov responded with a smile.

It turned out that he was a baron in Northern Russia, and Xu Qing thought he was quite popular.

Baron Tilov walked all the way up to Xu Qing, with a look of enthusiasm on his face.

"Hi friends, welcome to the small town of Muskete."

"The small town of Musk is the territory under my jurisdiction, and I am Baron Jirov personally appointed by His Majesty the King."

"Let me guess which country you are from. Not Goryeo, nor Dongwa. You should be from Huaxia."

Xu Qing smiled slightly: "You guessed right, I'm from Huaxia."

"My name is Xu Qing, and I am a scientific researcher in the Arctic region. I got lost in a snowstorm and ended up here by accident."

Xu Qing didn't change his face when he made up a lie.

Baron Girov's face showed sadness: "Ah, that's really too bad."

"But you are very lucky. I like guests very much, especially foreign guests."

"Would you like to come and sit in my castle, I will entertain you warmly."

Xu Qing looked puzzled: "Will this be too..."

Baron Jirov waved his hand and interrupted Xu Qing directly.

"Although I, Tilov, am a noble baron, I have always been approachable. No one in this area for hundreds of miles is more enthusiastic than me."

"I'll serve you good vodka, delicious kvass and big Lieba, and a big roast beef."

Seeing that the hospitality was hard to turn down, Xu Qing agreed: "Okay, thank you Baron Jirov."

If there is food, drink and shelter, a fool would not agree. Xu Qing just now was a fake refusal commonly used by Chinese people.

……

In the luxurious castle, Baron Tirov really treated Xu Qing graciously, and the table was filled with all kinds of Northern Russian delicacies.

Xu Qing was not polite, and started eating.

Although these delicacies are not as good as the major cuisines of Huaxia, they are much better than eating cold bread all the way.

"Haha, good friend, it seems that you are really hungry."

"Eat slowly, come and drink a glass of wine to warm up."

The wine glasses on the table are very large, and a full glass would weigh half a catty.

Baron Girov picked up a bottle of high-grade vodka and poured Xu Qing a full glass.

Seeing this, the corner of Xu Qing's mouth curled up in an inexplicable arc, and then he picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Putting down the wine glass, Xu Qing exclaimed, "Good wine."

This is Xu Qing's sincere admiration from the heart. This wine is several blocks away from domestic baijiu.

You must know that the liquors produced by many domestic manufacturers are all blended.

This has also caused many so-called brand-name wines in China to be unpopular abroad.

"It's delicious, let's have another drink."

Baron Jirov smiled and poured another glass for Xu Qing.

"Well, it's very delicious."

Xu Qing picked up the wine and took another gulp.

"Come on, have another drink."

Baron Jirov poured Xu Qing a third cup, and Xu Qing also drank it.

Seeing Xu Qing drink a catty and a half of vodka in a row, the smile on Baron Tilov's face became a little gloomy.

"Hehe, Huaxia boy, do you really think that I, a noble baron, would entertain an unfamiliar foreigner casually?"