In the back mountain of Kunshan, there is a remote hall.
There was silence. In the middle of the main hall, there was a gorgeous girl in a snow robe, sitting quietly and leisurely on a futon with her eyelids tightly closed.
"嘠嘠嘠嘠——"
In the empty hall, a door opened suddenly.
The closed door of the main hall slowly opened. A ray of moonlight spreads in along the outside, surrounding the girl in the snow robe, like a layer of light snow gauze, draped on her body, like a fairy, filled with an indescribable nobility and ethereal.
The door opened, and an old figure walked in slowly. Finally, not far from the girl in the snow robe, he stopped and gave a faint smile.
"Hehehehe——"
"Shuang'er, are you still angry about being a teacher?"
The girl in the snow robe slowly opened her eyes. The beautiful gemstone eyes, illuminated by the moonlight, reflected a special charm, and then highlighted the nobility. A look of indifference on her pretty face makes people feel ashamed of themselves.
This familiar appearance is that of Han Shuang, the current head of the Kunshan Sect.
Three years have not left any trace on her face. Instead, as the years have brewed, her noble temperament has become more and more intense. However, beneath the nobility, it seems to hide some of the coldness and frost that existed back then.
"Master, why are you free today to come to this deep palace?"
With frosty beautiful eyes, she glanced at the old man in front of her.
The girl in the snow robe did not stand up, and there was obviously some self-deprecation in her voice.
"well--"
"Shuang'er, you still have this temper, just for the sake of a Ye family that has nothing to do with you. You have forgotten the kindness that master has given you in training you."
The old man sighed, but he seemed to hate the fact that iron cannot become steel.
"Master, Hanshuang will keep this kindness in mind for all the years of training you have given me!"
Hanshuang's pretty face was just a little bitter. After a while, he muttered quietly to himself.
"Why would you do that to a small Ye family? Don't you think you and Ye Duoduo will become enemies that will never stop fighting to the death, and can only be solved by fighting souls, hurting the soul, and destroying the soul. Why is this?"
"It's okay to become enemies and mortal enemies! A self-righteous kid with some soul power talent and potential can still destroy my Han Biao soul. What is there to be afraid of?"
The old man's face suddenly looked very ugly, and he waved his sleeves and sneered.
"Hey Hey--"
"It's been three years since I chased that kid so much that he fled Zhongzhou Continent, gave up his big talk empire, and lived in the barren land of Nanzhou Continent."
"For three years, some empires have not heard any news about the doll. Presumably, he was unable to experience it, was tortured, and his soul died in that harsh place."
When Hanshuang heard Han Biao's words, he shook his head and stopped talking.
"Okay, I'm not here to listen to you tell me what happened to that doll. You'd better forget that doll. When the time comes, I will put you in the position of leader again. Look, you still can't forget that doll. Bar!"
Han Biao frowned when he saw that he often had troubles with his beloved female disciple. Immediately, a dark topic emerged as usual.
"Ye family, I will never let it go. I have received news that the remaining members of the Ye family are still under the protection of the Li family. The old immortal Binghun has repeatedly stopped the Kunshan faction's actions. I really don't think so. In my eyes. This time, I want the Ye family to disappear completely in the Dahua Empire."
"well--"
"Are you going to start a spirit fight against the Li family again?"
Hanshuang was startled, his tone became rough, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry.
"The Li family is a big talk empire, one of the three major families. If the Kunshan sect provokes a soul fight against them, it will definitely arouse the dissatisfaction of many sects. Master, don't you know, why don't you think about the Kunshan sect? The Kunshan sect Isn’t it time that the big talk empire based on Zhongzhou Continent has made too many enemies?”
"snort--"
"They are just clowns!"
A look of disdain and a sneer flashed across Han Biao's old face.
"If they dare to stir up fighting spirits, this would be better. Hasn't the Big Talk Empire been peaceful for so many years? It has been stable for too long and should be cleaned up. This is good for my Kunshan faction."
Hanshuang was shocked.
"ah--"
She looked at the old man in front of her. He was still the same soul-fighting maniac, almost the same as Han Biao before.
She couldn't believe how her master, whom she had always respected, became like this, getting mixed up with ordinary soul-fighting madmen.
"Master, if you continue to persist in your stubbornness, sooner or later the Kunshan Sect will be destroyed by your soul and will be disbanded.
The frost has already begun to rage.
"Hanshuang, you are getting more and more bold, and you actually speak to me like this!"
Han Biao's face turned cold and he shouted. Then, he waved his sleeves and robe, turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall.
"Hanshuang, the Kunshan sect will not die in my hands. Instead, it will reach its peak due to my expansion."
"At that time, the situation that every leader cannot achieve will be achieved between our master and disciple. At that time, you will be the current leader!"
Han Biao walked into the door of the hall, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and he said cold words.
"Also, it's best to forget about that doll and stop having wishful thinking. He can come back from Nanzhou Continent and rekindle his old relationship."
"Even if he can come back, I will provoke him to fight with his soul as soon as possible and destroy his soul in the Big Talk Empire. I won't be able to let him board Kunshan."
"Also, the Kunshan Sect will definitely destroy the Ye family. As the leader of the Kunshan Sect, you have to stand firm in this position."
As soon as Han Biao finished speaking, he stomped his feet and the hall shook before he walked out of the hall.
With a wave of his sleeves and robe, the heavy door slammed shut.
Hanshuang looked at the closed hall door and clenched his jade hands. After a while, the pretty face that had been looking forward to for a long time showed a kind of sadness, and there was also a hint of sadness.
The endless blue sky and lazy clouds hang lazily in the sky. Occasionally, the breeze blows, and some slight movements of the body are made. Under the sunlight, the clouds and mist are pouring, shining very warmly among the mountains below.
The vast sky was suddenly blown by strong winds. On the horizon, some small black figures appeared.
After a while, a black figure came with the wind and turned into more than ten heads, exuding an extremely fierce and rich soul energy.
It was a flying dragon beast flying in the air, roaring with a low roar.
Leading the flying dragon beast, on top of the huge head, a young man in black robes sat cross-legged, with a faint greenish color and rich soul energy emerging from his body.
Baptized in the strong wind, I took them all off.
Ye Duoduo, a young man in black robe, is obviously focused on cultivating his soul power.
The black-robed young man Ye Duoduo's eyes trembled slightly as he cultivated his soul power for a long time. After that, he opened his eyes, blinked a few times, and looked at the very small field of vision below.
Then, look behind.
"Now, where are we?"
