In the northwest of the human race, there is ice and snow all year round, and this ancient area is built on a terrifying ice cap, Qiong Ice is built with jade bricks, and the wind and snow are condensed into tiles, and the city-states here are even carved from the eternal Xuan Ice.

And at the northernmost tip of this extremely cold place, there is one of the eight famous ancient clans in the human race, the core area of the sword clan, where it is extremely cold and extremely cloudy, and the coldest place in the human region.

The Sword Clan's own family land is built on the eternal Tongtian Xuan Ice Cave.

Looking at the silver for thousands of miles, the cloth is holding a sword and stepping on Qiong Bing!

Almost all the sword people are dressed up, with a hat and a robe, and this long sword of their own hangs from their waists.

On the White Lotus Peak at the core of the Sword Clan, Hong Xuexue was dressed in a hay robe, wearing a white robe inside, and a huge hat, sitting alone in the heavy snow, closing her eyes tightly, pressing one hand on the long sword at her waist, like a snowman under the frozen world, quietly motionless.

And at this moment, outside the Jade Gate of the Sword Clan, Lin Youjia also arrived.

Wearing a cyan gold-inlaid samurai suit and holding a green rattan long whip, Lin Youjia gently supported his lower abdomen with one hand, and came to the mountain gate of the sword clan alone.

The guards of the Sword Clan's own family at the gate did not come forward to interrogate when they saw Lin Youjia, because the matter of Hong Xuexue's decisive battle against Lin Youjia had already spread in the Sword Clan, and they also knew Lin Youjia's appearance.

The figure stepped back, leaning over to get out of the way, the guards of the sword clan didn't say anything, Lin Youjia looked at the Wanzhang White Lotus Peak standing in the mountain gate with a complicated expression, hesitated for a moment, bit his red lip fiercely, and walked inside.

At this moment, countless people from the Sword Clan gathered under the White Lotus Peak, looking up at Hong Xuexue on the top of the mountain.

There was no one near the White Lotus Peak, only Lin Youjia walked on the ice and snow, walking along the translucent steps towards the top of the White Lotus Peak step by step.

The time is long, step by step to climb the White Lotus Peak, how difficult it is, Lin Youjia instinctively rushed to the White Lotus Peak, so that it only takes a moment for Lin Youjia to reach the top of the White Lotus Peak.

But Lin Youjia didn't do this, but walked up to the White Lotus Peak step by step.

The intention is also very obvious, I am later, you will always be on top, I will never use means to take your place.

This is what Lin Youjia wants to express, although Hong Xuexue on the top of the mountain is eyes closed, she also senses this, her eyebrows shrank suddenly, and her expression became a little struggling, but soon the struggle disappeared.

The opposite of the White Lotus Peak is a huge palace, the Sword Clan's White Jade Tongtian Palace, is the most magnificent building of the Sword Clan, the palace is built on the clouds, the main hall is facing the vast sea of clouds, looking down on everything on the White Lotus Peak.

In the center of the main hall, a sumptuous banquet has already been arranged, and the white-clothed women around are singing and dancing, and a man in white is drinking with an uncle in Tsing Yi in the center of the main hall, and he is also pointing at everything on the White Lotus Peak below.

The man in white is the brother of the sword white lotus, the sword clan descends the sword white night, the night of a sword is like day, and the cold is left behind, the human race calls him the king of the white night, it is said that his strength, even the old king like the king of Lei Du, can not withstand the power of his three swords.

Except for those perverts in Zhenwutang, or the patriarchal heirs of other races, there are few opponents among the kings of the entire human race.

And sitting next to the White Night King is the Winter Wood King of the Lin Clan, Lin Youjia's father.

The girl wants to fight a decisive battle, and it doesn't matter if her father doesn't show up, and the casual Lin clan also appointed the Dongmu King to come to the Sword Clan in person, and the Sword Clan is setting up a banquet to entertain the Dongmu King, no matter what grievances there are between the two clans, the surface work still has to be done.

Of course, as the heir of the patriarch, Jian Baiye had to do superficial kung fu, but Jian Bailian was different.

Jian Bailian took a plate of frozen grapes, took a pot of ice wine, carefully took out a package of spicy cured bacon from the ring, and sat in the clouds to eat it by himself, and the eyes that looked at Lin Youjia were also extremely unkind.

Maybe if Lin Youjia really used some despicable means, Sword White Lotus could directly destroy him.

"Hahaha! Brother Dongmu, have been separated for many years! The two clans of the Sword Forest have negotiated back then, and now we haven't seen each other for many years! Come on, come on, try my sword clan's specialty ice wine!" Jian Baiye stretched out his hand and sucked a jar of ice wine, and put it directly in front of King Dongmu's eyes.

King Dongmu's face was a little embarrassed, this ice wine is a great tonic for the Sword Clan, but for King Dongmu, it's almost the same if it's not a poison, it's good to drink, and it's not good for your body to drink too much!

The Lin clan is originally a wood-based attribute, and they are quite resistant to cold things, but the hospitality of Jian Baiye is not good to drink.

Stubbornly picking up the wine jar, King Dongmu took a sip, and said with a helpless wry smile: "Who would have thought that the dog girl would take over the beam with the daughter of the white lotus girl, and I will definitely educate the dog girl well when I go back, and I will not let her get into trouble again." ”

"Hey! That's not right!" Jian Baiye put down the wine glass, looked at King Dongmu seriously, and said with a smile: "Brother Dongmu, say it! After the battle of the beloved daughter, she is going to marry Chu Huan, the youngest son of the Chu clan! These two people are married, and this little girl doll is pregnant! If she marries the Chu family in the future, what does she have to do with your Lin family? The water spilled by the married daughter, the only one who can manage these two girls with qualifications! There are also people from the Chu family! Are you right!"

"Uh... Ah! yes! yes!" "King Dongmu heard a sweat in his head, what is this, the sword clan intends to interfere in the affairs of the Lin family, and there are always thorns in these words?

If that's the case, the Lin clan really doesn't dare to argue with the sword clan, although the Lin clan is the largest in terms of fiefdom, but... There are a lot of ruthless people in the sword clan!

Back then, Jian Tongtian's youngest daughter Jian Bailian went straight into the hinterland of the Lin clan and killed the people of the Lin clan, and the four regent regents of the Lin clan joined forces to no match for a sword white lotus, not to mention the brothers of the sword white lotus, not to mention that others said this White Night King, this person had a conflict with the prince of the Lin clan, and the result was that the prince of the Lin clan was almost beheaded without even ten moves.

You see this guy has a snow-white face, and his fingers are like orchids, but in fact, he is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and he is murderous.

"Phew!"

Jian Bailian sat in the clouds, spit out a mouthful of saliva mixed with chili peppers without any ladylike demeanor, and scolded with bright red on the corner of her mouth: "Damn, if it weren't for the eldest brother to stop him! The old lady won't kick him out of the Sword Clan! I still have to use the sword to put a thorn flower on his back, so that he can go back to the Lin Clan without any face!"

"Hey! Chu Huan, this stinky boy, don't dare to eat this thing! The more he eats, the more he wants to eat! This time he must catch him and let him marinate me in a few large vats!" Jian Bailian poured a sip of ice wine into it, muttered in her mouth and continued to work hard.

Jian Bailian did not avoid suspicion at all, and King Dongmu frowned when he heard it, in his eyes, this woman is more terrible than a madman, she will draw a knife if she doesn't agree with her, if you don't mess with her, she will come to provoke you, there is no reason to talk about it.

Especially for their Lin clan!

But who can blame that, what the Lin clan did back then almost caused the two clans of Sword and Lin to go to war, if it wasn't for Zhenwutang to reconcile from it, the two clans would have been in flames.

Finally, Lin Youjia climbed to the top of the mountain, saluted Hong Xuexue, and said respectfully: "Sister!"

"Whew!"

Hong Xuexue opened her eyes suddenly, the wind and snow centered on Hong Xuexue, and spread suddenly, Hong Xuexue's eyes were like cold electricity, she slowly stood up from the ice and snow, and asked in a cold voice: "Lin Youjia, do you know why I have to fight with you?"

"Don't dare to guess!" Lin Youjia lowered her head, how could she not know the reason, Lin Haicheng's assassination had long been impossible to hide, and Lin Youjia could only say so.

"Hmph! You know it very well! In addition to being kind to Brother Huan, I have never been soft on outsiders! And I have a grudge, if I don't beat you! The old lady can't get out of this breath, and when she becomes a family in the future, she will always stumble!" Hong Xuexue's eyes were cold, and she suddenly shouted: "So! The first battle is full of enmity! The first battle is the big one! If you win, you are the bigest, if I win, you call me the eldest sister! After the first war, I am also comfortable, you and I are sisters!"

"Listen to the eldest sister's orders!" Lin Youjia took a step back, and the long whip in his hand was already surging wildly in his hand, winding like a dragon.

"Boom!"

With a roar, Hong Xuexue drew her sword, the avalanche on the White Lotus Peak was like a tide, a cold light turned into thousands of cold rays, thousands of cold rays condensed the cold mist of the Nine Heavens, above the sky, Hong Xuexue stabbed down with a sword, and all the White Lotus Peaks trembled under Hong Xuexue's sword.

"Demon Wood Qingtian! Protect my demon body!" Lin Youjia no longer twisted, the long whip in his hand waved, a seed bloomed in Lin Youjia's hand, and there was another roar, a hundred-zhang giant tree quickly formed, the branches and leaves in the sky were whipped, and the demon tree roared again and again, protecting Lin Youjia in the center of the battle circle.

Not only that, the moment the demon tree was born, the long whip in Lin Youjia's hand was like a dragon, dancing wildly, and the whip shadow of the hundred miles of heaven and earth was heavy, pumping towards Hong Xuexue from all directions.

"Your sister! Why is this cold ice and snow domain so difficult to walk! Lost!" Just when the two women were fighting, Chu Huan was stuck in the wind and snow, the glacier under his feet flowed, the mountain was not a mountain, the water was not water, Chu Huan was a little confused.

However, at this moment, on the edge of the glacier in the distance, there was a rickety old man walking down, this old man had black hair, but his face was old, his face was full of wrinkles, his eyebrows were peaceful, and there was no fluctuation of magic power on his body.

"Wow, wow, wow, it's so fragrant!! hmm!! what the hell is so fragrant!" the old man walked towards Chu Huan, his scarlet nose sniffed wildly, and finally locked his eyes on Chu Huan's wine jug.

"Hey, boy, I'm so cold, old man! What is so fragrant in your gourd, can you give me a taste!" The old man was not polite, and walked forward directly, looking at Chu Huan with a smile.

"Forehead !!" Chu Huan was slightly stunned, he actually met a person on the vast ice field, he was still an old man, and he didn't care if he wanted to drink.

In his gourd, it's hard to taste a mouthful of overlord red, but Chu Huan doesn't care about this bit of wine, let alone that the old man is an ordinary person, people will give him wine if they want it, and he has to be busy finding a way.

"This gourd is for you!" Chu Huan raised his hand and threw the wine jug to the old man, and muttered to himself: "Why did you get lost? Lao Tzu's magic thoughts can spread for hundreds of miles, why is there no familiar terrain at all? I can't see clearly from the east, west, north and south, this sky is full of wind and snow! Hell!"