One day in early June, the Guanghan Palace continued to maintain its normal operation as before.

Of course, this "normal" is still a little abnormal. After all, there are still three months left in the decisive battle with the Black Flame Demon Man, and three months have passed in the blink of an eye, and Canglan Gate has already sent a lot of money and various items that can improve his mental power for Tao Zhaide to take, striving to let him improve his strength in a short period of time.

This battle has long spread throughout the entire Central Plains Immortal Realm, and in order to prevent accidents in Guanghan Palace, Canglan Gate directly ordered the traffic business of Guanghan Palace to be stopped. The number of disciples of the Canglan Sect at the foot of each mountain also increased, just so that no one would appear to disturb his cultivation.

If Tao Zhaide is willing to cultivate hard during this time.

Sometimes Tao Zhaide is also very helpless, the last battle between the Spark Kingdom and the Houtu Kingdom seems to have ended in peace, and in the end, the two sides almost acquiesced to the three princes of the Sea Kingdom ascending the throne, and each went back to their respective homes like mud. But who would have thought that as soon as the war ended, Canglanmen would use so much manpower to manage its own affairs?

In three months, he also wanted to cultivate the four seasons well, but what if he couldn't practice? He could indeed clearly understand all the changes of the four seasons in an instant, but he only stopped there, and he didn't know how to improve if he continued to practice, and if he continued to practice, he would be even more stupid if he continued to practice!

But there is no way, Xiao Xiaoyao is like a spirit behind him, he manages Tao Zhaide every day, asking him to practice and practice, so that Tao Zhaide has no free time.

Since there is no free time, there is naturally no time to manage the affairs of the Guanghan Palace.

But now, there is a big and small thing in the Guanghan Palace, which makes a person a little bored, constantly looking back and forth among the intricate houses in the residential area.

Murong Minglan frowned, constantly looking left and right, looking for her goal.

The speed of the other party is not very fast, how fast can a mortal be? But although the speed is not fast, it is very cunning, and it is always hiding in Tibet, so that people can't find it.

After waiting calmly for a moment, suddenly! he noticed a slight noise behind him!

Over there, a figure wearing a felt hat and a thick winter coat was startled and hurriedly flashed towards the back of another house. Murong Minglan immediately sped up his pace and rushed forward, and at the same time mobilized his strength to protect his whole body.

But after turning the corner, I didn't see a single figure. This made him frown, and hurriedly ran towards the corner of the house in front of him, turning a corner.

Behind him, a snowman leaning against the wall moved slightly at this moment, the snow broke out, and the figure inside exhaled a big breath and crawled out of it.

This is a teenager about the same size as Murong Minglan, about thirteen or fourteen years old. His face was dirty and black, and his eyes were very bright, like a lake that did not freeze in winter.

He looked left and right, and after confirming that Murong Minglan was not there, he exhaled deeply, and prepared to walk in the direction of the palace on tiptoe. But he had only just taken two steps......

"Where do you want to go, do you need me to give you a ride if you're going back to your room?"

When the young man turned around, Murong Minglan was already standing behind him, with a smile on his face that was a little vigilant, looking at him tightly. (To be continued......)