Mu Lingtian was not interested in Frost Snow Ice Soul, so he took Ke Ling from the side of Wuxin Pavilion to Qingshui Town, preparing to continue to the First Inn and the Shenhuo Sect ruins.
Qingshui Town is where Mu Lingtian and Luo Xue met for the first time. Mu Lingtian could have avoided Qingshui Town, but he still came to Qingshui Town unknowingly.
Ke Ling was different from Luo Xue. Mu Lingtian and Ke Ling had known each other for only a few days. No one would be stupid enough to arrest Ke Ling to threaten him, so Mu Lingtian didn't have to worry about Ke Ling's safety.
The night was filling the air, the clear moon was fading, and the candlelight was swaying. Mu Lingtian sat cross-legged on the bed in the outer room of his room to regulate his breathing. The whole room was covered with cold air, and Mu Lingtian was even more covered by a layer of pale white Qi. shrouded.
The sound of lightly stepping on rubble was heard not far outside the house. Mu Lingtian quickly collected his inner strength, suddenly opened his eyes, picked up the scrap beside him, and stared coldly at the direction of the sound with murderous eyes. , several consecutive phantoms flickered, and then overlapped next to the window. Mu Lingtian turned sideways, gently opened the window, and stared at the movement outside the window carefully through the gap with his cold eyes.
I saw a dark shadow flickering and stopping not far from Mu Lingtian's window. He seemed to know that Mu Lingtian was looking at him, holding a long sword and clasping his fists in salute.
Mu Lingtian glanced around and confirmed that the person coming was a person. He jumped up and flew out of the window. He stood not far from the man in black and stared at him coldly.
"Young Master Mu, I am here under the command of my master to deliver a letter and something to Young Master Mu." The man in black explained, then took out a letter and a book from his arms and threw them out with his internal power.
Mu Lingtian stared at the man in black, raised his right hand, caught the letter and book, glanced at the unnamed envelope in his hand from the corner of his eye, and then stared at the man in black carefully.
"The things have been delivered, I..." The man in black seemed to want to say something, but he still swallowed the words and then said: "I hope Mr. Mu will not let down his master..."
The mission was completed. After saluting Mu Lingtian, the man in black turned and left, turning into a black shadow and disappearing into the night.
Mu Lingtian watched with his own eyes as the man in black left, returned to the house, sat on the bed in the outer room, opened the unnamed letter, shook out the paper, and saw that the handwriting was smooth and graceful, and it was undoubtedly Luoxue's handwriting.
"Luoxue..." Mu Lingtian frowned slightly and muttered, his dark eyes showing sadness in the light as he looked at the letter.
[Long time no see, I wonder how your son is doing? I thought about it several times and found that Ye Xun did not chase the young master fiercely along the way. I thought there must be a conspiracy and the young master must be careful. Another thing, I just learned that Senior Ran Su and Miss Lu have already fallen into the hands of the sky, presumably to deal with the young master in the future. However, at the moment, Senior Ran Su and Miss Lu should not be in any danger for the time being, so the young master does not need to Worry too much and act according to the master's plan. The other book is the middle volume of Ningyu Bingxin Jue, which the young master should be able to use. Luoxue believes that one day, the young master will be able to find a place to escape from the world and stay away from the grievances in the world. 】
Ran Su not only taught Mu Lingtian the Jade Condensation Ice Heart Technique, but also passed on his own skills to Mu Lingtian, allowing Mu Lingtian to control his bloodthirsty madness, and Mu Lingtian also regarded Ran Su as his master. , knowing that Ran Su was controlled, Mu Lingtian did have a nameless anger in his heart, but Mu Lingtian knew very well that he did not have any ability to fight against the heaven or Xuanmen, so he could only swallow this breath and wait for the future. When I get the opportunity, I'm thinking of a way.
Mu Lingtian stared at the letter, with a murderous look in his brows. Then he took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to light the letter, stared at the letter burning, thinking about Luoxue, feeling a little inexplicable sadness.
It wasn't until the letter was about to turn into ashes that Mu Ling threw it away. When it hit the ground, the flames were extinguished.
Mu Lingtian picked up the blue book on the table again, took a look at it, turned the first page, and found the words Luoxue. Then he flipped through several pages in succession. The handwriting was the same. It must have been copied by Luoxue himself. The feeling in his heart The inexplicable sadness deepened, and his dark eyes seemed to be a little distracted. After a long time, he came back to his senses, sighed softly, and read the middle volume of Ningyu Bingxin Jue carefully.
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Longjuan City is built on a wide plain, sandwiched between two mountains, like a city, surrounded by high walls, and the front half of the city is no different from the town. It has its own street market, and so on. , most of the residents are civilians in Longjian City, and the real Longjian City is behind.
Entering from the east gate of Longjuan City, a wide avenue leads straight forward until a high wall separates Longjuan City in half. You can see a huge door top more than three feet high, with a golden panel hanging on it. The plaque, with vigorous and vigorous fonts, and the three characters "龙珏城" written in flying dragons and phoenixes, look ancient and spiritual. This is the place where the Huang family has been entrenched for nearly a hundred years.
The majestic building, with green tiles and red eaves, carved beams and painted pillars, is majestic and magnificent. Although it is not as good as the palace, it is already very different from other powers.
Stepping up the ten-foot stairs, you will reach the main hall of Longjuan City. The main hall is ten feet wide and three feet high. It is really grand.
Huang Hongyi is known as the evil dragon in the world. He is wearing a snow-green dress. He looks to be in his fifties, with disheveled hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He is heroic and domineering, and has a strong body. He is sitting on the side of the wide chair above the main hall, turning his hands. The emerald green jade ring finger, the eyebrows revealed a coldness, as if thinking.
Under the main hall, sit the leaders of the Huang family in Longjian City. They are all well-known figures in the world.
Huang Yuan is Huang Hongyi's younger brother. He wears a brown gown and looks thinner than Huang Hongyi. However, his kung fu is very high. He is known as the Dragon Spear God. He looked at Huang Hongyi and frowned and said: "Brother, we are still far away from the martial arts competition. For half a month, the east gate of Longjuan City has been overcrowded, but less than one-third of the people have arrived. This..."
Huang Hongyi stood up, put his hands behind his back, took a deep breath, and his rich voice echoed in the entire hall: "After all, the frost, snow and ice soul is not trivial, it is something that everyone covets, and there are many fish and dragons in the world, so we should not underestimate it. For To reduce unnecessary trouble, only the eight major forces and a few other major forces are allowed to enter Longjuan City. As for the others, they are ordered to set up tents outside the city for temporary accommodation. They will be allowed to enter when the martial arts conference starts. Longjuan City, if anyone dares to break into Longjuan City privately before this, they will be regarded as trying to steal the frost, snow and ice soul, and will be killed without mercy."
