Tianji Building.

"I have been staying on Changbai Mountain for so long. I have not yet experienced the long-lost heat, so I have become so cold again." Xie Wensheng raised his hand to take the bouquet of snow floating into the window. "It seems that you and Jianqiu have practiced sword a lot these days."

"Her chill seemed to be a little higher than a few days ago. However, she seemed to have encountered an extremely difficult opponent." The Red Robe Tower Master behind him suddenly spoke.

Xie Wensheng exclaimed: "You are really responsible, you are really aware of the whereabouts of the Sword Lord."

"After all, it's hard to find the fairy trail. Tianji Pavilion has been working hard for several years, so naturally it will not let go of any clues." The owner of the Red Robe Tower said lightly: "But now it seems that the name of the White Bird Sword Lord is about to be erased from the top ten masters."

Xie Wensheng sighed, "I remembered a lot of past events."

"Just, how long has it been?" the Hongpao Tower owner suddenly asked.

"In the blink of an eye."

"It's just a snap of your fingers." The Hongpao Tower Master smiled and opened his eyes.

But tears couldn't stop flowing.

It was just like this that she had completed her own cycle of reincarnation in a blink of an eye.

From the falling snow in Jinling City to the snow-covered ceiling on Changbai Mountain.

As if she had become a relationship with Xue Yue Tower, she devoted all her youth to Xue Yue Tower; in this building, she met the man like snow and moon; and then fell in love with him by the Qinhuai River that year.

The owner of the Hongpao Tower wiped away his tears, "Nan Sheng thanked Mr.."

Xie Wensheng lowered his head and said, "The past cannot be pursued."

"But if I let it go, I wouldn't remember the promise I made before, then even if I live again, it would be meaningless." The Red Robe Tower Master wiped away his tears, "Isn't life alive just to find answers and fulfill his promises?"

"Yes. Maybe this is the meaning of what I practiced this technique back then." Xie Wensheng smiled.

"He must have suffered a lot." The owner of the Hongpao Tower looked at Hongyan in front of him.

The blood-colored sword was extremely warm and resisted the wind and snow that came to her face.

Just like he did back then.

"You will see you again, but before you meet again, please fulfill your promise to me." Xie Wensheng said in a deep voice: "You are going to Yinglongtai, help someone and ask the emperor for guilt."

"I dare not forget the kindness of saving my life." The Hongpao Tower Master did not hesitate at all.

Flowers are bright and willows are dark and long alleys.

"Is this the snow in Kunlun?" Luo Feiyu smiled and looked at the snow dancing in the sky, like flowers fluttering in the wind, which was so cold that it was beyond the corner. "It is indeed the snow that should float in the fairyland."

Despite how Mu Kexin swung his sword and how he raised the wind and snow, he still could not penetrate the abyss formed by a sword.

The tears of sadness can be rejected by all things.

In addition, Taoist swordsmanship is the ultimate principle, Li Yuan.

"It's indeed a shameless way to deal with it." Gongsun Shilan smiled slightly, but indeed, this is the best way to deal with it.

In the end, all the cold air in Mu Kexin was removed.

The chaotic and picturesque ice flowers around them also disappeared like paintings.

"You have had countless chances to beat me." Luo Feiyu put his sword in hand and stepped forward, "After all, my sword pulse technique is helpless in front of you."

Muke's eyes were indifferent.

"Although the sword of the Immortal Lord is as powerful as the wind and snow, the movement that can change the color of the sky and the earth is still elegant. But your sword makes me feel anxious." Luo Feiyu's smile was full of fun, "You have no intention of murderous people, and you have abandoned the origin of your sword. As long as I survive your unreserved wind and snow, you will only have one end. That is, failure."

Mu Ke smiled coldly and murmured: "I'm defeated again."

"What's your purpose in trying to beat me so quickly? Also, why do you have Ling Jianqiu's sword energy? Where has he been?" Luo Feiyu asked repeatedly, but his tone became more and more sharp.

The guest's heart lowered his head slightly, "Yinglongtai."

"Yinglongtai? What did he do there?" Luo Feiyu frowned slightly.

"Hold the sword to the emperor and blame the emperor." Mu Kexin said lightly.

Luo Feiyu was shocked and said angrily: "What did you say?"

"Today is the opening day of the festival. The place of the ceremony is indeed at Yinglongtai." Gongsun Shilan looked at Luo Feiyu, "And the current emperor is sure to attend!"

"Senior brother, he did this!" Luo Feiyu could no longer calm down at this moment.

"It's not too late to go to Yinglongtai." Gongsun Shilan also realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Okay." Luo Feiyu nodded and ran out of the alley.

Gongsun Shilian was about to step forward, but she remembered something. She turned her head slightly and glanced at Mu Kexin behind her.

But Mu Kexin just stood up slowly and walked outside slowly.

Why is she, who was so anxious just now, not at all anxious at this moment?

Could it be that the matter of guilt is bound to be accomplished?

"Wait for me, I can't recognize the road." Gongsun Shilian no longer thought about it and followed Luo Feiyu's footsteps.

Heavenly Prison.

"Young Master Xie from the Qingling Mountains is really troublesome." Ren Shaohua, who was dressed in white, looked at the young master who was holding a huge iron fan in front of him, and sneered: "A turtle can be so happy as a lackey."

"The spring breeze is free in my heart, so it is good." Xie Qu said lightly.

"Then I will make you feel bad!" Ren Shaohua felt angry, shouted coldly, and his fists rushed up quickly, gently brushing the dust on the ground.

The Yi River gradually rains into the south of the Yangtze River, and there are no people or flowers.

Fenghua Jiujue boxing technique, no flowers are seen.

Looking at the flowers in the rain, it is invisible. This seemingly soft and powerless move contains the domineeringness of the flesh. Just like this poem, in the gentle misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the determination that never returns to the Yishui Han River!

"Young Master Mo Shang, you are such an impatient person." Xie Qu finally opened his eyes, revealing his vertical pupils like a snake, emitting a strange dark green light. "Young Master is so anxious, it's not good."

Under this vertical pupil, all the fists have nowhere to hide.

With the wave of the iron fan, there were a series of dull collisions.

Forced Ren Shaohua to retreat repeatedly.

"The trunk snake's eyes, the cold iron fan, it's really interesting." Ren Shaohua looked at his fists, which were already blooming and smiled coldly.

However, Xie Qu waved his fan to destroy the fist shadow that was still stuck in the air, and nodded in praise, "There are nine wonders of Fenghua, no flowers. It is also a good boxing technique."

"No wonder he was willing to become a lackey." Ren Shaohua clenched his fists despite the pain, as if he was preparing for the next move.

"It is called a real man." Xie Qu's vertical pupils turned into their original state, "What's more, I'm just repaying my kindness."
Chapter completed!