She was extremely thin, reduced to skin and bones, her limbs like dead wood were tied by chains, but she could sit cross-legged on the ground calmly, with the aura of being as motionless as a mountain despite the sudden changes in the world.
She was surrounded by very thin spiritual energy, and wisps of cold mist penetrated the white mist, freezing her body.
Her eyebrows, eyelashes, long hair, ice-clear face, and jade-white skin were all covered with a hint of hoarfrost. The corners of her lips turned purple from the cold, and she bit her lips with her jade-like white teeth to resist. It was so cold, but her brows furrowed slightly from time to time, indicating that she was in pain at the moment.
She has been imprisoned here for more than thirty years. The spiritual energy in her body is getting weaker and weaker, and she cannot resist the cold. I am afraid that it won't be long before she freezes and turns into an ice cube completely.
"Xia Lengyan, you still want to send someone to ask Ning Yue for help, right? Haha, Xia Luoye, a little guy in the Qi Refining Realm, still wants to escape? It's just a dream! At this moment, my people have killed her.
Don't expect anyone to save you. Ning Yue is going to Kyoto soon. When he arrives in Kyoto, that colorful world filled with saints and fairies, will he still be able to remember who you are? "
A woman in fox fur walked in, with gleaming eyes, a charming smile, and a radiant face, but she looked a bit foxy. She walked up to Xia Lengyan and laughed wantonly.
Hearing this, Xia Lengyan opened her clear eyes as calm as water. Because of her thinness, her eyes looked very big, and she said:
"If he misses me, he will miss me, and he will naturally come to save me."
"Save you, stop dreaming. Who do you think you are? What do you look like now? You are neither human nor ghost. I feel sick when I see you. Even Ning Yue sees you so ugly now. It looks like he might have turned around and left as if he had seen a ghost."
Ye Xiangyun stepped hard on Xia Lengyan's chest, pressed Xia Lengyan to the ground, and shouted: "I really admire the dignified saint who is now in such a state of desolation but doesn't commit suicide and still has the nerve to live in this world. What about you. If it were me, I would have committed suicide a long time ago, you ugly bitch, stop daydreaming."
"This is the difference between me and you. I've always judged people very accurately. Ning Jun is not the kind of person you said. If he misses me, he will save me at all costs, even if he destroys the Guanyue Sword Sect."
Xia Lengyan's mouth overflowed with blood, and he said calmly, still so calm.
Ye Xiangyun bared his teeth in anger, grabbed Xia Lengyan's collar, slapped Xia Lengyan's face several times, and mocked:
"It's a pity that he will never know, you traitorous bitch! Believe it or not, I will kill you now!"
Ye Xiangyun glared with charming eyes, and waved his hand to slap Xia Lengyan on the body. Suddenly, a long bell sounded, like the sound of the great road, light and sweet.
Ye Xiangyun's hand stopped in mid-air, his eyebrows furrowed, and he said, "What's going on? Today is not a special day, so how can this dragon bell ring through the mountain gate?"
Dong dong dong dong...
This was the sound of the Nine Dragon Bells, and she heard it very clearly.
The dragon bell is a must-have for the sect. Whenever there is a major event, the sect will ring the dragon bell and let the disciples in the mountain gate gather in the square of the front hall.
Generally speaking, there are three or six dragon bells. Only when the sect encounters a life-and-death event or celebrates a hundred, thousand, or ten thousand years, the nine dragon bells will be rung.
The sound of the nine dragon bells spreads thousands of miles, and is known to everyone within a radius.
"There is another situation that will ring the Nine Dragon Bells, that is, a big man with hands and eyes that can reach the sky will come to the sect. Do you think he will be Ning Yue."
Xia Lengyan wiped the icy blood from the corner of his mouth. The blood he had just spit out was instantly frozen by the cold air.
"Fart! He is on his way to Kyoto now. How can he cross half of the Southern Territory and return to Cangnan County?"
Ye Xiangyun slapped Xia Lengyan's face again. Xia Lengyan's tender face was swollen, like a little bun.
However, she felt a little uneasy when she heard Xia Lengyan's words.
The two maids beside her were shivering from the cold and hurriedly said: "Holy girl, if the sect rings the Nine Dragon Bells, something big will happen. We should hurry to the front hall to see what happened?"
Ye Xiangyun nodded, turned his face, glared at Xia Lengyan fiercely, and said, "Wait until I see what happened before I ravage you!"
Seeing Ye Xiangyun turn around and leave, Xia Lengyan couldn't help but feel uneasy: "Is the person coming here Ning Jun?"
Front hall.
After the Nine Dragon Bells were rung, tens of thousands of disciples gathered here. They came from various mountains riding on spiritual swords, forming an extremely spectacular scene.
The leader of the sect, Zong Wuji, was horrified when he received a report from a disciple from Shanmen Outpost, saying that Ning Yue had come to Guanyue Sword Sect.
Now, Ning Yue should be on his way to Kyoto, why did he suddenly turn back and come to Cangnan County?
Moreover, as soon as he arrived, he went straight to Guanyue Sword Sect. Could it be because of Xia Lengyan?
In desperation, he hurriedly rang the Nine Dragon Bells and greeted Ning Yue with the warmest gesture!
Suddenly, he realized another problem.
Xia Lengyan is still locked up in the cold pool!
How can she meet people with her appearance? She should be invited out immediately.
The boat in the sky slowly fell. Under the witness of tens of thousands of people, Ning Yue, wearing a blue brocade robe, walked down from the boat calmly and with an indifferent expression.
Today's Ning Yue is no longer what he used to be. He is no longer the little deputy governor, but a famous figure all over the world.
Even the eternal existence of the Immortal Emperor of Creation issued an edict summoning Ning Yue to go to Kyoto to further his studies at the Creation Palace.
Not only is he famous all over the world, but his strength is terrifying. Even the Tribulation-level experts have died in his hands. He is considered to be one of the strong contenders for the championship of the next Heaven and Earth Conference.
The champion of the next Heaven and Earth Conference may be part of the successors trained by Immortal Emperor Creation.
In other words, he will at least be a prince-like existence in the future.
Everyone knelt down and worshiped. Even strong men like Zong Wuji bowed deeply and did not dare to look directly at Ning Yue.
Only the ancestors dared to stand and hold their hands from afar.
Xia Luoye hid behind Ning Yue. Originally she was very scared, trembling and did not dare to show her head, but when she saw everyone kneeling down to worship, she couldn't help but feel shocked.
She blinked her big watery eyes and looked at the man in awe and admiration.
This man, how terrible he is!
The entire Close Moon Sword Sect was crawling at his feet!
In her eyes, the sect master who was as powerful as a god lowered his eyebrows and showed a smile that was uglier than crying!
Even the ancestor bowed his hands to show his goodwill.
These big shots seem to have become humble ants.
Xu Han came over from behind, patted Xia Luoye's head gently, laughed and said:
"Little girl, I told you not to be afraid, but you are still afraid! Now you know how powerful Master Ning is."
