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The sound of shouting and killing spread from the underground palace under the snowy mountain.

"Qingfeng, why don't we wait for the palace masters?"

Qingling was pushed into the secret gate by Qingfeng and said hesitantly. Worried about Xiaojin's safety, she has been a friend in the underground palace for seven years.

Listening to the meaning of the breeze, once the secret passage is opened, there is only half a pillar of incense entering the gate. When the half-pillar incense is burned out, the entrance to the secret passage will be automatically destroyed.

Xiao Jin went to the mountains to hunt for food and did not return, it is good that he did not bump into the people of the Eight Major Sects, once he bumped into, the so-called famous and decent people who can join forces to attack the underground palace for a book of non-existent secrets will let go of the skin and flesh are medicinal materials, especially snake gall bladder, soak in wine and drink, and can cure all kinds of poisons and prolong the life of the "Far Northern Divine Beast" Jade Crown Jin Jiao.

"Don't worry, the palace master has another secret way to leave, and you and I can evacuate with peace of mind. The breeze dragged her and went straight into the gate.

Qingling smiled awkwardly and stopped talking. Sink down and pray that nothing will happen to Xiaojin.

Although she is also one of the twelve attendants of the underground palace, her identity is a little awkward. She is not like Qingfeng and other maids, she has always followed the palace master, she is strong in martial arts, and she is the left arm and right arm of the palace master.

She was an ordinary peasant girl, and seven years ago, she saved the palace master of the underground palace by chance, and the palace master said that she was highly qualified, and asked her if she would like to follow her. In return, he gave her family five hundred taels of silver.

Five hundred taels, in a remote mountain town where one tael of silver can feed a large family for half a year, five hundred taels is undoubtedly a sky-high price. With the silver and the future, the family happily sent her off to follow the palace master to the north.

At that time, she also thought that she was going to the underground palace to be a guard maid like Qingfeng, looking forward to one day learning art and fighting swords. Unexpectedly, when I arrived at the underground palace, I knew where the palace master was in love with her qualifications, and her blood was right - what kind of rare Yin to pure virgin blood in a hundred years.

She didn't understand the specifics, and the palace master didn't let her understand, so he beckoned two maids with martial arts skills to lead her into the side hall and serve her food and daily life, which was actually monitoring - she was not allowed to step out of the palace gate for half a step, not to touch the sword, and not to touch anything that might hurt her life...... so as not to affect the palace master's semi-annual blood collection.

Others are informal, even responsive. It can be said that in addition to freedom, Qingling's life in the underground palace is no different from that of a princess under one person and above ten thousand people.

Come to think of it, if you don't serve her carefully, how can you afford to supply a bowl of blood in half a year?

Suddenly, I heard a loud "boom" sound from the ground, and the secret passage shook, and the mud fell from the top of my head.

"Oh no, it's the Earth Dragon turning over!" Qingfeng's frightened voice came from behind, "It's not an ordinary avalanche. ”

God, can't she get her wish to take a second look at the mountains and rivers outside?

Qingling had time to think about it in the future, but her eyes went dark and she fell into a coma.

The Far North Underground Palace, built at the foot of the mountain, suffered the worst collapse in a century. The people in the enemy's underground palace and the various sects that came to plunder the martial arts secrets have not yet figured out the situation, and they are all buried by the rumbling and collapsing mountain stones.

……

"Shhh...... It hurts......"

The moment she woke up, Qingling felt an indescribable pain all over her body.

The right arm seemed to be fractured, and I couldn't lift up a trace of strength, and it hurt when I moved a little.

The back is a hot pain, the same as the calf, about the flesh wound. Fortunately, people are still alive, which is a great blessing.

After all, it was the earth dragon that turned over, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and she was even ready to sleep deep underground, never thinking that there would be a chance to survive.

Slowly exhaled a long breath, endured the sharp pain from various injuries on his body, and barely sat up.

Since she was able to escape, presumably the palace master and Qingfeng were still alive.

It's just that what's so weird here?

-- The sun is blazing, the heat is blowing, the cicadas are chirping in the depths of the forest, and a winding yellow mud road leads to the smoky village in the middle of the trees. On both sides of the road are rolling rice paddies with golden waves, and the noisy croaking of frogs swaying in the wind.

That's right?

Qingling rubbed her eyes vigorously with her uninjured left hand, and then looked closely, yes! It was really a rice field in her memory! Not the only ice star grass that she had seen in the last seven years.

Even if the underground palace collapses and the majesty is no longer majestic, this piece of land will not suddenly change from a perennial cold land to a hot wave and a ripe southern region.

And as far as she knows, there are vast snow-capped mountains within a radius of 500 miles outside the underground palace, where did this village with many houses come from?

Could it be that she was swept away from the extremely cold place where the underground palace was located by the rolling rocks, and fell to the perennially warm southern border?

How is this possible!

If there really is such a fierce mountain rock, with her little ability, she will not be shocked to pieces and bleed, how can she just break her arm and break some skin?

was wondering, and a familiar "silky" sound came from his side.

"Xiaojin?" Qingling subconsciously turned her head.

Kim is still alive, that's great!

However, what is in front of me is not the little friend Jade Crown Jin Jiao who is playing in the dungeon, but a ...... Bamboo leaves with a triangular flat head held high.

Qingling lifted her heartstrings in disappointment, and slowly reached into her sleeve to take out the pill bottle, remembering that there was also an antidote pill that the female doctor had given her in the medicine bottle.

Don't look at the small bamboo leaf green has no power, if it bites it, it will be very unlucky. In other words, stay away. Unfortunately, he is weak and injured at the moment, so it is better to be fully prepared. It's just that this touch, touching the emptiness, where is the sleeve pocket on the clothes on the body. Not to mention the sleeve pockets, the sleeves are still as short as the elbows, revealing a white jade arm.

Qingling was shocked.

A thin sweat-soaked floral shirt with sleeves that reached just above the elbows, and a pair of dark blue straight-leg trousers with equally fair ankles at the legs. The shoes were relatively good - black uppers, mille-feuille soles, and a tie on the instep that buckled from one end to the other. The disadvantages are: the upper is a bit short, and the feet are not often stocked, revealing a small piece of white and tender instep meat.

What is this dress? Her skirt, her dress, her embroidered shoes...... It's too immoral!

Looking at the hands again, the fingertips are rough and the palms are calloused, if it weren't for the back of the hand to look at the green and tender, I would think it was the hand of a forty or fifty-year-old woman, which was her slender hand that had been pampered for seven years and had never been stained with a drop of spring water during the period.

Taking a step back, even if you go back to the life of an ordinary peasant girl who worked at sunrise and rested at sunset seven years ago, it is more smooth and tender than this. Who let her be less than ten years old at that time, there are many brothers in the family, and it is not her turn to work in the field, and she has a sister-in-law who washes and burns the fire, basically feeding the chickens and cooking rice, and the little hands are much better than this.