> forbidden techniques usually have some kind of side effects, or are very costly tricks. > Yunmo: "Since it's a forbidden technique, you still have to use it." ”>

"I can't care so much, since you're here, it means that the heavens want me to use one of these forbidden techniques." The Snow Flower Palace Lord's face was a little crazy.

> Yunmo: "Why?" > Snow Flower Palace Master: "This Ice and Snow Demon Mang's Seven Star Array, in addition to me, the spellcaster, also needs a powerful medium. In the Shiwei Realm, who can sit on an equal footing with Fan Shanhe and have swordsmanship traction, who else can there be besides you, the sect master of the Sword Dao Sect who is from the same source as him? "> Sword Dao Sect and the Holy Sword Sect come from the same source, Yun Mo naturally knows about it.

>

"What's this?" > Snow Flower Palace Lord sneered: "Why are you afraid, don't worry, there is no harm to your medium, and I will bear the harm myself." > Yunmo: "Then let's start!" > Snow Flower Palace Master closed his eyes, and the little hand that was as snowy as jade began to form a dazzling knot, as if two butterflies were flying quickly.

> a cold and strange feeling permeated around the Snow Flower Palace Lord. > Rao is strength in the middle stage of Yun Mo Lingxu, and at this moment, he actually felt a coldness, and he didn't know if it was the influence of toxins, or because it was really cold.

>

"Ice and Snow Demon Mang's Seven Star Array, open!" The Snowflake Palace Lord snorted softly. > with the order of the Snow Flower Palace Lord, the seven candles on the ground were instantly lit, and the trace of the divine soul of Fanshan River surrounded by the seven candles also began to gradually condense.

>

"Ice and snow are fire, the magic star is the seal, and Xuehuaji is willing to sacrifice her blood to resurrect all mountains and rivers." > Yunmo frowned, is Xue Hua Ji crazy?

> essence blood is extremely precious, and a person who has cultivated for ten years may be able to obtain a drop of essence blood.

> but he thought about it: Perhaps, only when you lose will you know how to cherish it. > when Fan Shanhe was desperate, Xue Hua Ji didn't move, but when he died, Xue Hua Ji began to regret it.

> world, many simple things often need to be experienced in person, and only when they are lost can they be cherished, and only when they are really lost can they know the true meaning of this sentence.

> the hairpin on Sulkahime's head fell off, and a strange force made her black hair fly, like an evil witch, which was an expression that the dignified and noble Sulfhasa had never appeared.

> Yunmo: "Am I wrong?" ”>

"Don't get distracted!" Snowflake Ji snorted,

"Now, communicate with all the mountains and rivers wholeheartedly, otherwise not only will the mountains and rivers not be resurrected, but you and I will have to lose our lives." > Yunmo was taken aback: "You ......" > Xuehuaji sneered: "If you say that your life is in danger, are you willing to help me resurrect Fan Shanhe?" > Yunmo was stunned for a moment, and then said firmly: "I am willing!" I respect Brother Shanhe, he is an upright man! > didn't expect Yun Mo to answer like this, Xuehua Ji said: "Count me as a villain's heart, I am a weak woman, you just think about it, and now start concentrating." "> whoosh!

> wick of the seven candle lamps, a burst of blue light suddenly appeared, and the blue light was half a person high, making Sulkahime's face even paler.

> it can be seen that this forbidden technique has consumed her a lot. > not only the cold sweat on the Snow Flower Palace Master's body, but Yun Mo, as the medium, all felt a heavy pressure.

He was secretly surprised in his heart: "What kind of forbidden art is this, why do I feel so evil." "> Snow Flower Holy Land, how could there be such an evil spell.

>

"Poof!" > Xuehuaji spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, dyeing the soul of Fan Shanhe into a faint red. > seven candles, extinguished together.

> whole room, it became dark. > Yunmo's gaze, he was a little uncomfortable for the time being. > he felt as if most of his strength had been absorbed as the candle went out, and he was even weaker at the moment.

>

"Has the mountains and rivers been resurrected?" Yun Mo asked. > no one answered him. > Yukihime's breathing was a little short.

> Yunmo moved, and he touched a body, which was a man's according to the touch. >

"Mountains and rivers!" Snowflake Ji cried with joy,

"I don't want you to leave me anymore, never again." > Fan Shanhe hugged Xuehuaji: "I don't want to leave!" It was like I had a dream. "> is Fan Shanhe, I didn't expect it to be really reborn.

> Yunmo couldn't say it, he should have been happy for Fan Shanhe, after all, he respected Fan Shanhe very much, but now that he was resurrected, he couldn't be happy.

> can't say anything wrong, it's just that evil feeling, I don't like this spell that much.

> snowflake holy land, a joy. > Xue Hua Ji was in a good mood, and all the disciples of the Snow Flower Holy Land were given a jar of Ice and Snow Qingxin Dew that had been treasured for a hundred years, which was the use of various medicinal materials, especially a complete thousand-year-old snow lotus stewed in ice, drinking it was not only a must, but also had the effect of increasing spiritual power.

> Fan Shanhe and Xuehuaji seem to cherish this hard-won reunion, and the two are not hiding it, and even feeding each other in front of everyone.

> the snow for thousands of miles, and there was a little loneliness in his eyes. >

"Some people say that I am the daughter of Fan Shanhe." > Yunmo was surprised: "I've never heard of it." > Xue Qianqian: "My mother never said it, but my impression of my father is extremely vague. > Yunmo: "Do you hope that Fan Shanhe is your father?" ”>

"I don't have that feeling of intimacy, I just treat him as an elder, not to mention that my mother is not easy, as long as she likes me, I will not object." > Xue Qianqian's hardships since childhood, under such a behemoth as the Snow Flower Holy Land, Xue Hua Ji wants to master the entire Holy Land, and she naturally knows the hard work she has paid.

> Yunmo: "In the future, you still have to ......" > Yunmo wanted to say, be careful of Fan Shanhe, but when the words came to his mouth, he still swallowed it.

>

"Are you still so spitting on me?" Xue Qianqian said mischievously,

"I'm so terrible! Forget it, my mother said that in three days, she will detoxify you. "> Snow Flower Palace Master's resurrection of Fan Shanhe cost a lot of money, and it was already beyond Yun Mo's expectations to be able to detoxify Yun Mo within three days.

After > Xue Qianqian finished speaking, she turned around and left, with a trace of tears in her eyes. >

"Yun Mo, you don't have that kind of look at me after all." > Xue Qianqian walked with her head down all the way, not wanting to bump into anyone.

>

"Bold ......" Xue Qianqian just wanted to attack,

"I didn't expect it to be Uncle Shanhe!" >

"Qianqian, it's not good, what? Are you because of me and your mother? > Xue Qianqian: "No, I'm glad you can be resurrected." What about my mother? ”>

"She was happy today, drank a lot of snowflake wine, and fell asleep first, I wanted to take a walk, and I ran into you." > Fan Shanhe is still so upright, and he speaks slowly, giving people a very gentle and elegant feeling.

> waited until Xue Qianqian left, Fan Shanhe licked his lips. >

"What fragrant blood!" > Fan Shanhe glanced around, and a maid was playing with flowers and plants. >

"Come here!" > that maid was an inconspicuous woman in Xuehuaji's palace, and when she heard Fan Shanhe call him, she was naturally very respectful.

>

"I don't know what the master of the mortal sect has to call Xiaolan!" > Fan Shanhe narrowed his eyes: "Your name is Xiaolan?" > Xiaolan lowered her eyebrows and pleased: "Yes!" ”>

"Oh, how do you know I'm Fan Shanhe?" > Xiaolan replied: "Where the master of the gate is elegant and upright, a gentleman among people, the villain will naturally remember it at a glance." > Fan Shanhe asked meaningfully: "Remember it at a glance?" > Xiaolan's eyes on the mountains and rivers of Shangfan, and suddenly her heart turned over the river and the sea: "Could it be that the master of the mountains and rivers is the master?" No, he is the person that the palace master likes. > seemed to know Xiaolan's thoughts, and Fan Shanhe's broad hand was placed on Xiaolan's shoulder: "The Snow Flower Palace Master won't know." > Xiaolan smiled shyly.

On the second day of >......>, Xiaolan died at the foot of a mountain, her eyes glared at the boss, and a line of blood and tears flowed out, and she couldn't see it.

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