"Hahaha......"

The Demon King laughed out loud.

"Who is this king? This king is one of the ten demon kings, the evil ghost king!"

Lu Guangzhong was overjoyed: "What, my lord, you, escaped!"

The five people who reacted, including Lu Guangzhong, actually knelt down respectfully to the Evil Ghost King: "Meet the Evil Ghost King!"

"Get up! This king doesn't want to reveal his identity yet, you have done well in the past few thousand years, and when the demons return to the Arakawa Continent, you will be the ruler of this continent!"

"Thank you, Lord Evil Ghost King!"

If other cultivators saw this scene, their eyes would definitely fall in horror, the six guild leaders of the Arakawa Continent actually knelt down and saluted the demon clan, and people would never have dreamed that the six major guild leaders were actually from the demon clan.

"Lord Evil Ghost King, who are the three of them?"

The Evil Ghost King pointed to the ugly and hideous young man in the middle and said, "This is the eldest son of the Pervert King, Pips, and those two are his maids. ”

"I've seen Prince-Pears!"

Pips waved his hand: "What Lord Evil Ghost King said is right, it's not time to expose us, go and arrange it for us, it's too dirty here, and my son needs a thousand women." ”

"Yes, yes, yes......"

"This king has not yet recovered to his peak state, so let's retreat in the Alchemist Guild!"

"Yes, yes, yes......"

Even if their realm had cultivated to the perfection of the Desolate Emperor, they did not dare to disobey the orders of the Evil Ghost King, they knew the horror of the demon race,

............

To the north of Zhongzhou, there is a sixth-level city in the barren mountain range, and there are many families in the city, and the Gao family is one of them.

At this time, it is the cold winter, the season of heavy snowfall, and the mountains that stretch for thousands of miles are also covered in silver, quiet as a white dragon lying horizontally, moving like a wax elephant galloping.

Zhongli City, like ice, looks like a white chess piece falling next to the barren mountain range.

Nearby, the blood-stained rock city wall was attached to the faint blue frost, and the bluestone slabs of the street were covered with a thin layer of ice, and the occasional cultivator hurried back with his coat wrapped tightly.

"Whew, this winter, it's surprisingly cold!"

A city guard took off his spiritual armor and winter clothes, wrapped his chest tightly, curled up in the corner of the city wall, and opened his mouth to spew out a white breath, which made his teeth tremble and his whole body tremble.

He rarely turned his head, stretched his neck, looked at the desolate mountains covered with ice and snow through the spiritual cannon holes of the city wall, his face was blown by the cold wind like a sword, and immediately retracted his neck, shaking his head boredly.

"It's a cold day, what kind of city gate is guarded, is it possible that the demon beasts in the depths of the mountain range will rush out?

The city guards inevitably complained, this damn weather is really too difficult, their cultivation is not high, only the realm of the desolate master, the spirit weapons and spirit armor made of concentrate are completely untouchable, and they are so cold that they are prickly in their hands!

"What are you doing?"

One of the guards ascended the tower and said, carrying a large wooden bucket in each hand, covered with a thick cloth, which emitted a hot white gas because of the low temperature.

"Captain, what is this?" The guards who were huddled in the corner of the wall, resisting the cold wind, immediately stared at each other, and couldn't help but be excited.

"Don't look at it, it's the blood of the demon beast, and the city lord gave an order to melt the frost on the city wall with hot blood and activate the formation. He lifted the thick cloth and said angrily.

"Cut, I thought it was a hot meal!" Many of the city guards pouted, and when they saw the crimson blood in the barrel, their bodies shrank back.

"Where did you get so much demon beast blood?" A voice sounded in the cold wind, and the demon beast blood in the barrel was obviously just released, and it was still hot.

"The major families in the city cook demon beasts, spiritual food, are they still short of demon beast blood, and they don't drink demon beast blood!" the chief guard grunted, and a dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

In the middle of the city, Gao's family

The solemn mansion, with white walls and red tiles, and bluestone Xuanmen, is now covered by ice and snow, as if it has become a white-haired giant beast dormant here, which makes people shudder.

A young man stood in a courtyard and looked up at the sky.

"It's too cold here, at least minus 100 degrees Celsius, if it weren't for my own treasures, I guess I would have frozen to death." ”

This young man is Mo Chen, who has transformed into Gao Zhenxi, a member of the Gao family in Zhongli City, and it has been three days since he was brought back by Gao Yuanjun, but he doesn't seem to be treated by the Gao family, and he was thrown into a corner of the mansion, regardless of life or death.

On the one hand, he dislikes his cultivation is too low, on the other hand, except for Gao Yuanjun, no one recognizes his identity at all, and the current patriarch is Gao Zhenxi's uncle, and he doesn't deal with his father at all.

Gao Zhenxi's parents have not returned to the family for more than ten years, and they don't know life and death, the patriarch has changed, and the young patriarch has naturally changed, although Gao Yuanjun is an ancestor, he can't change the entire family with the power of one person.

Mo Chen didn't think about it so much, he wasn't in a hurry to leave, it was a matter of minutes for him to leave, so he simply stayed first, and if he came, he would be safe, and others would not mess with him, so it was easy to say anything.

Early the next morning

The heavy snow stopped, the winter rose, and the city was still cold, but Gao was in full swing, because this was their Gao family's five-year test ceremony, and anyone under the age of thirty could participate.

At the beginning of the day after the snow, the sun hangs in the sky, the light shines, and the sky is bright, and the ice and snow are crystal clear, exuding pure light.

The air was very cold, Mo Chen walked on the road, in a happy mood, looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, which was a unique taste.

At this time, the people in front of them gathered, the snow on the ground had already been cleared, and today was the Gao family's spiritual power qualification test ceremony, and the Gao family was all waiting for it.

"They are all the children of the Gao family, that is, my brother's current competitors?" Mo Chen glanced at it and pouted boringly, at this level of competition, he naturally couldn't lift his spirits.

"If it weren't for Gao Yuanjun's easy talk, I wouldn't have bothered to participate in the so-called spiritual power test. Mo Chen's expression moved, keenly aware of a few hostile glances, and sneered in a low voice.

He naturally knew why, and he also inquired a few days ago that Gao Zhenxi had shown extremely high talent when he was a teenager, and although he disappeared for more than ten years, many people still regarded him as a competitor.

"Isn't this a genius of yesteryear?"

"He still doesn't give up, come to test the canon, he is already the peak of the desolate at the age of 12, he can't imagine that he has been missing for 13 years, and he is 25 years old this year before he can talk about the early realm of the desolate master, looking for abuse?"

"I've been cultivating to dogs for so many years!hahaha......"

"Who knows, hehe, maybe today he suddenly regained his old talent?"

On the side, the brocade-robed disciples of the Gao family heard a piercing laughter.

Mo Chen stood in the corner, deaf to this, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, like an old monk in a trance, without a trace of fire, those voices, like a dog barking, he didn't care, waiting for the spiritual power qualification test ceremony to begin.

On the square, the voices of people are noisy, not there are greetings between children, all the children with good qualifications and brilliance are always surrounded by people, so far, Mo Chen, who has no compliments and no compliments, looks out of place.

At this time, he thought in his mind, "This seems to be the beginning of some fantasy novel, the protagonist is young and talented, and then suddenly he has no talent because of something, and he gets some adventures......"

Mo Chen couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, feeling a burst of funny: "This kind of thing actually happened to my brother." Whispering, he slowly opened his eyes and looked up into the distance, as if sensing something.

At this moment, the sound of the square gradually disappeared, everyone quieted down, and a group of purple-robed people walked in the distance, walking with high momentum.

"The patriarch is here!"

"And the heirs of the guardians of the family. ”

"Is she the guardian of our family, Gao Yanshuang, why did she come out this year, so cold and gorgeous!"

After a short silence, everyone began to talk again, and between the words, they were full of awe and envy for the purple-robed man.

"Guardian heir?" Mo Chen chuckled, his eyes swept over the several purple-robed people led by him, and he didn't seem to have the intention of staying, but when he saw a woman in white, he was completely stunned.

Amazing to see, but it is stunning!

Dressed in white and snowy, plain white clothes, a touch of red so charming, as if it is the finishing touch, if the waist is wrapped around a beautiful bud, the whole seems to be a plum blossom folded.

The clothes are beautiful, but the people are even more beautiful.

The long black and beautiful hair flutters, like a snowmelted mountain stream flowing, the thin water flows, and around the shadow, there always seem to be pieces of goose feather snowflakes falling, white, reflecting the woman's snowy face with a hint of paleness.

The face is picturesque, the eyebrows and eyes are beautiful and cold, the eyebrows of Ning Xue are dotted with three ice crystal-like marks, the pretty nose is erect, the cheeks are as fat as jade, and the ruddy lips are more like a plum blossom blooming proudly in the cold winter.

The woman lowered her head slightly, stretched out a smooth lotus arm, and held a treasure sword in her arms!

"Gao Yan Cream?"

He heard Gao Yuanjun tell him, a look flashed on his delicate face, embarrassed and complicated, and listened to Gao Yuanjun say that Gao Zhenxi also has an unspeakable relationship with the heir of the guardian of this family, Gao Yanshuang is Gao Zhenxi's own child daughter-in-law.

Mo Chen held his forehead with one hand, and thought to himself: "Forget it, anyway, I will leave in a few days, although I look amazing, it is not my brother's dish, and it is not as good as Xiao Yuanyuan." ”

"Gluck"

"I'm bah, bah, bah, how come I always think of Xiao Yuanyuan in this regard, is it really ...... No, my brother is a man and should like women!"

He shook his head, not daring to think about it any longer!

At this moment, the peerless woman with her head slightly drooping seemed to notice the gaze of a certain clansman, and looked up, but Mo Chen's gaze had already staggered, falling on the eight-lift sedan chair behind the purple-robed man and Gao Yanshuang.

Eight sedan chairs, the sedan chair is not a person, but a half-person high five-color jade.

"Soul Monument"

Mo Chen's eyes froze, the text finally came, the qualification test, most likely this thing is indispensable.

When the patriarch of the Gao family came to the center of the square, he made a long speech, but Mo Chen turned a deaf ear and closed his eyes again.

The patriarch in the purple and gold robe should be Gao Zhenxi's uncle.