The other party said coldly.

The nearby sword cultivators from the Long family looked a little unnatural.

When Fang Chen saw this, he looked up, then walked straight towards the vines and continued climbing up.

The Sun family sword cultivators breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little grateful to Lu Bingbing in their hearts.

If it weren't for this person, I'm afraid this person named Fang would still insist on clinging to them.

The higher you go, the emptier it becomes.

A few months later, while Fang Chen was climbing, he suddenly heard a soft sound coming from deep in the vines.

"who?"

"it's me."

Bai Qingming, who was covered in blood, stuck out his head and said, "They are all up there. Don't go up yet. If there weren't enough vines here, I might have gotten cold."
Chapter completed!