The cold wind swept across the sea, endless and vast, with white snow fluttering.
Chen Qing pointed in Nie Fei's direction, "Let's go over there. There's an old friend."
Xuanping waved, changing the direction of the sail, heading towards Nie Fei.
An hour passed, and Nie Fei saw an ice ship quickly approaching him. Seeing the two people on the bow wearing bronze ghost masks, he hurriedly shouted, "Hey, hey, hey, fellow members of the Jiguang Sect, lend a hand!"
"I've caught a Daoist woman from the Heavenly Master Mansion. She tried to run, but I've tied her up with a rope!"
"Too bad this little lady is surprisingly strong. She can drag me along!"
"Fellow members, come help me!"
Hearing this, Li Xuetang quickly walked out of the cabin and looked at the approaching ice ship from afar.
She stood much higher than Nie Fei and saw Li Chonghuan at first glance.
This immediately puzzled her.
Could it be that the Li Chonghuan she captured is real?
