Chapter 84 Have I seen you before?

Hearing this, Shang You immediately hugged her mother tightly without thinking, "Youyou, don't... Youyou just wants to be with your mother. Youyou doesn't want to be separated from your mother."

Although he missed Uncle He very much, Shang You would rather stay with his mother forever if he was not with her.

Especially after knowing that his mother was about to complete a very important task, Shang You didn't want to be a burden to his mother at this time.

As Shang Youqing continued to explore the specific location, Shang You transformed back into his true form of Fengchu and followed closely around Shang Youqing, stopping and starting with him, and occasionally going ahead of Shang Youqing to explore the way.

Shang Youqing let the little guy explore the way ahead, but because there were hallucinogenic abnormal infrasound waves deep in the snow-capped mountains, Shang Youqing did not let Shang You, a little phoenix baby, fly too far, and told Shang You that he could only fly a dozen meters at most and then had to come back to her.

Passing through one rugged ridge after another, the deeper we went into the mountains, the more difficult it was to erase the cold, as if it had swirled up from the abyss of ancient times, wreaking havoc all over the body.

Fortunately, her Phoenix Fire was still able to withstand it, and Shang You's transformed Ice Feather attribute was not afraid of ice and snow, which also made Shang Youqing feel a little more at ease.

Around dusk, Shang Youqing's consciousness sensed a strong spiritual breath from the priest at a bend in a snow-capped peak.

It was almost certain at that moment that the priest must be sleeping there.

At the same time, Shang Youqing discovered through his open spiritual sense that there was a ruined ancient temple standing on the top of this snow-capped mountain.

Shang Youqing put the little phoenix into his coat pocket and used the Phoenix Fire Formation to reach the ancient temple on the top of the snow-capped peak.

The stone walls surrounding the temple seemed to have been worn away by years of wind, snow, and frost, and the broken temple door hung in the corner. The courtyard was empty, with only the intermittent whistling of the cold wind in the ears.

Shang Youqing stepped into the dilapidated porch. The sunset glow was still spreading outside the hall, but the temple was pitch black and nothing could be seen clearly.

She casually flicked the flame with her fingertips, and the moment the Buddhist hall was illuminated, even Shang Youqing, who was usually calm, instinctively held his coat tightly and retreated two or three steps, almost to the edge of the broken threshold.

She stared at the extremely strange and creepy scene that suddenly came into her sight and took a deep breath.

Beneath the dust-covered Buddha statue, a person stood quietly.

Just by looking at his back, Shang Youqing felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in her heart, but she couldn't tell where that sense of familiarity came from.

The man was wearing a long black trench coat with cold dark patterns. His snow-white hair was draped over his tall and straight back. His long hair fell straight to his waist, spotless and purer than the first snow that had just fallen.

He stood silently in the center of the Buddhist temple, as if he was the only god in the abyss of the snowy mountains.

It also seemed as if he had already died.

But just in the next second, the slender fingertips, like a sculpture of ice and snow, hanging under the sleeve of the coat moved extremely slightly.

The wind and snow outside the ancient temple became even more violent.

Shang Youqing immediately used his spiritual energy to protect the little phoenix in his pocket. He looked at the man warily and asked, "Who are you?"

Why did you appear at the place where the priest was sleeping?

However, the icy and pure figure with his back to her remained motionless, and only the wind and frost that rushed in from outside the temple gate brushed across the silver-white hair on his forehead.

The blurry and cold profile is looming.

Although it was very vague and hazy, it looked... more familiar.

Shang Youqing's heart skipped a beat, and he asked again, "Have I seen you before? Who are you, and why won't you turn around?"

She asked three questions in a row, but the other party just stood there motionless.

For some reason, Shang Youqing stared at the back figure, and became more and more certain that he had seen him before.

He immediately walked towards him, raised his hands and grasped his cold shoulders, trying to force him to turn around.

But just as his hand touched his back, the fire in the temple was instantly extinguished. In the darkness, a violent snowstorm swept over, and almost in an instant, Shang Youqing was blown away.

What followed was shattered ice and snow, as if it were being swallowed by a giant beast.

It’s... an avalanche!

Shang Youqing's heart tightened. When the avalanche was about to engulf him, he tightly tucked his hands into his coat pockets and tried his best to escape from the Phoenix Fire Formation.

Since entering the Xuefeng Ancient Temple, Shang You has been safely protected in his mother's coat pocket. In addition, his whole body is isolated by a protective barrier of spiritual power, so he has no idea what happened from beginning to end.

After the protective barrier was broken, Shang You dazedly poked his little furry head out of his pocket, only to find that his mother was staring at a strand of beautiful, shiny snow-white hair in her hand, as if she was thinking about something.

Before Shang You could say anything, footsteps were heard behind him, and the little guy was put back into Shang Youqing's pocket.

Shang Youqing turned around and ran into Mu Jiuhan who had been following him.

Shang Youqing glanced at him and looked up at the top of the mountain. After a brief avalanche, the ancient temple was still standing there, as if nothing had happened.

"Junior sister, what's the point of you getting on He Cong's car? In the end, I'm the only one left to accompany you through the thunder tribulation."

Shang Youqing pretended to be deaf and sat on the ground.

Seeing this, Mu Jiuhan also sat down beside the rock with his legs bent, and several blue flame butterflies circled around his shoulders.

Shang Youqing stroked the strand of icy silk between his fingers and said calmly, "Is the person you want to awaken the one in the ancient temple?"

Mu Jiuhan looked at her with slight surprise, "Junior Sister, why did you look so disheveled just now? Did you just come down from the ancient temple? Junior Sister, did you... see him?"

Without waiting for Shang Youqing to answer, he sneered and shook his head, "No, if Junior Sister really saw him, how could she leave safely?"

Shang Youqing: "Answer my question."

Mu Jiuhan raised his eyes, still trying to get away with it, "Junior Sister..."

Shang Youqing interrupted him with a cold expression, "Stop pretending. You came all the way here to track him down, didn't you just want to use the energy of the thunder tribulation to wake him up?"

She had always known Mu Jiuhan's intentions and had prepared countermeasures. But what made her feel confused and uneasy now was this person's identity...

It seemed that there was more to it than she thought.

Mu Jiuhan paused for a moment after hearing this, shrugged his shoulders, and laughed lazily: "Okay, Junior Sister, you are right. Actually, it doesn't matter if Junior Sister knows. Anyway, no matter what, Junior Sister, you must come here to survive the thunder tribulation, right?"

Shang Youqing narrowed his eyes and asked calmly.

"I have another question, do I know this person?"