There is still heavy snow on the Flying Snow Mountain, and the snow is covered with snow, all year round, and you can't see the dawn or the sun. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is just drifting snow, not seeing it melting, not seeing it decreasing, but not seeing it increasing, as if the flying snow mountain and the clouds and snow above are one, but it is just repeating the scene of falling snow over and over again.

There is a sect on the mountainside of Feixue Mountain, and there are few people in the sect, each of them is busy with their own affairs, they come and go in a hurry, and they disappear after a while.

The gate of the sect was closed, and there was a wooden sign erected next to the door, and the few big characters on it were vigorous and powerful, but they were very different from the situation inside. The Ice and Snow Sect is closed, and even if more than half of the casualties are killed, even if the survivors have not cultivated for a few years, it is impossible for them to reach their previous strength.

Zi Ming and Bing'er flew over all the way in the wave-breaking boat, suspended in mid-air, the Ice and Snow Sect Protector Formation had been opened, and the sect gate was closed, but they didn't know how to get in for a while.

There were few people inside, and there was not even a gatekeeper, and I was thinking about whether to break in directly, but I found that the sect door was opened, and a strange middle-aged man's voice came from inside, "Xiaoyou, come in." ”

The two glanced at each other for some reason, got off the wave boat and walked in cautiously. I saw that the inside had been cleaned up neatly, the snow had already melted, the towering buildings, the quiet Immortal Sect, the former Ice and Snow Sect had returned, but there was no one.

The two of them continued to walk forward, and on the way, some disciples who passed by came up one after another to greet them, and it seemed that those who came alive remembered them. Further inward, an acquaintance finally came over, Han Qing.

Han Qing stepped forward a little unnaturally and gave a junior salute, and said: "Han Qing has seen the little uncle, the ancestor and the uncle ordered me to come and pick up the two of them to sit in the Bingjing Pavilion, and the two of them will come with me." After finishing speaking, he turned around and led the way and left, the little uncle was already extremely difficult to call, and the seniors would never be able to call it.

The two followed silently, Zi Ming didn't react, when he was in the Dragon Tomb, Zi Ming met Bing'er in the Dragon Ball Pavilion, he didn't know what happened before, and he wasn't interested in knowing, and he didn't want to care.

Bing'er glanced at Han Qing's back from time to time, and then left quickly, this person was really controlled at that time, and at that time Han Qing had an obvious fallacy, or resentment, and now I can't feel it. Why, Bing'er hopes that it is his own will, so that he can take revenge.

But then he smiled again, little uncle, hehe, according to the seniority of the two sects, doesn't he want to call himself a little uncle, okay, what should the nephew do? This is much more refreshing than beating him and killing him.

Thinking about it, it was already time to arrive at the Ice Quiet Pavilion, Zi Ming found a chair and sat down, and ate fruits and snacks. The taste is good, no wonder Bing'er is so greedy, there is no need to say otherwise, the process of eating is a kind of enjoyment.

Bing'er looked around, she had been to Bingjing Pavilion, last time it was to save Han Li, Master and Weixin almost didn't fight, but this time it was completely changed.

The furnishings of the Ice Pavilion are as always, a few tables and chairs, a little decoration, and it is simple. Sitting in the right seat was Weiren, next to a middle-aged bald head, smiling kindly, but Bing'er inexplicably felt that there was no emotion under his smile, and it was this person, waiting for her.

I couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and I couldn't see anything strange about him, especially how he would help her. Bing'er finally turned to the next place, Tianli! What is he doing here, Bing'er looked at him in surprise, but Tianli just smiled, stroked his beard, and looked at Bing'er's puzzled expression and laughed even more happily.

The corners of Han Qing's mouth couldn't help twitching, one looked at it rudely, and the other sat down and ate it even more rudely, the ancestor was in a good mood today, he didn't say a word, and he was still laughing.

He bowed and said respectfully: "I have seen the ancestor and the uncle, and the disciple has brought the two of them." ”

Wei Ren shook his head helplessly, Han Qing had a pimple in his heart, he didn't like Bing'er after all, and he still had to be enlightened and enlightened in the future. said to Han Qing: "Well, you go down." ”

Han Qing retreated, Bing'er didn't care about the others, ran in front of Tianli and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Tianli was unhappy with his eyebrows, and said angrily: "Who am I, I am your uncle, have you ever talked to your uncle like this?" "Bing'er has grown a lot taller these days running around outside, this head is up to her shoulders, and she has to look up at her when she sits, tired.

Bing'er didn't care, and asked again: "Eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, when did you come?"

Tianli shook his head helplessly and said, "I came here with eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and the four of them have already gone back." None of the personnel of the Ice and Snow Sect have yet to recover their strength, so I stayed behind to protect them in case something happens. ”

Bing'er didn't have a brain, and asked reflexively: "What can happen?"

Tianli laughed and said, "Haha, what do you say, the scholar you brought is a bitter harm to us." He secretly besieged the Ice and Snow Sect with the disciples of the Entangled Demon Sect, if it wasn't for Weikong rushing back in time, you wouldn't have seen us and the four old monsters and the four little monsters. "It's a shame this time, it's up to you to do it. I have to say that several ancestors of Xuantian Sect, except for the identity of Tianqi and Tianwei, who are relatively normal, are not very normal.

Bing'er pursed her lips and said nonchalantly: "Aren't you not dead?" ”

Tianli was stunned and asked angrily, "Do you still hope that we will die?"

"Don't want to?"

"And what if we die?"

"Avenge you. ”

"Is this the end?" revenge is to be avenged, but it is too easy to take revenge.

Bing'er glanced at him, crossed her arms, and pouted, "Then what's the matter, I can't save it." ”

Tianli was so excited that he almost slapped Bing'er, but fortunately, his right hand was pressed by his left hand, and he didn't take it out and took it back in time, otherwise he would have made a big fuss in front of Weiren and Weikong.

scolded: "You are a bad descendant, at least you don't know how to set up a tablet and take care of the aftermath." ”

、、、 Bing'er was completely speechless, she really didn't know this.

Zi Ming ate a snack, and paused unconsciously, he was dead, what did he care about so much, just take revenge, human beings just have a lot of things.

Weiren and Weikong couldn't bear to laugh, especially when Tianli looked over there, it was even more ugly. It's really not good, but Kong still laughed, and then said: "The little nephew has a straightforward personality, straightforwardness, simplicity, and no attention to worldliness, but the old man likes it." ”

Bing'er looked at Weikong strangely and asked, "You are Weikong, why do you shave your head, old man, are you very old?"

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