The cold wind is fierce.
Xin Lin walked into the Qinshan Mountain.
As soon as I took a step, there was an extra hand behind me, and I firmly strangled his wrist.
“Let go.”
Xin Lin did not look back, and the breath behind her was so familiar to her.
“Don’t be impulsive.”
Gui Hu’s breath hit his face.
Seeing Xin Lin’s stubborn appearance, Gui Hu was very helpless.
“Impulsive? It’s my father who happened to be in trouble, so you are naturally not in a hurry.”
Xin Lin glanced at Gui Hu.
When she thought of Gui Hu protecting Jingji, she became angry.
“It was my cub who happened.”
Gui Hu’s voice was chilly.
“”
Xin Lin stared at Gui Hu.
“I know where they are. If you jump around in the mountains, it will only be even more dangerous. Besides, there are not only Jin Anda in the mountains.”
Gui Hu said in a deep voice.
After saying that, he pointed to a snow pile not far away.
The snow pile was a little abnormal. Xin Lin stepped forward and melted the snow and saw a few soldiers inside.
The soldiers were bleeding from seven orifices, and they were obviously killed by poisoning.
“Political Venerable?”
Xin Lin looked at the wounds on the soldiers and found that his death was the same as Zhu Qianjun at the time.
“Jingji and Chu Beiqing have never known each other and will not come to him for no reason. Someone must be interfering with it.”
Gui Hu analyzed.
He heard the evil snake’s meaning, when Chu Beiqing and others were brought there, they were already poisoned.