Under the call and threat of the Xuguan Pavilion, many small sects and factions are already on the way to the Cold Snow Palace, the Xuanyi Pavilion and the Heavenly Machine Sect go to the Cold Snow Palace for their own interests, these two major sects know that no matter how they go against the Xuguan Pavilion, there is no good result, it is nothing more than a lose-lose situation, but it is different to go to the Cold Snow Palace, you can see the situation clearly.

The Cold Snow Palace is covered with heavy snow all year round, and the entire Cold Snow Domain is like a white world, but in front of the gate of the Cold Snow Palace is a straight staircase, which leads from the peak to the ground (shè).

At the foot of the mountain, sect disciples from all over the world had gathered. Some disciples who had never seen the true face of the Hanxue Palace were shocked by the palace (diàn) in front of them, and the majestic momentum was as awe-inspiring as Mount Tai. The abundant aura made these sect disciples who came from afar not want to take a big breath.

In the abundant aura, a burst of fragrance wafted out, and a wisp of white smoke rose up, floating in the air and mixing with the aura.

"Brother, what are you doing, it smells so good.."

Many curious eyes looked at this deep, sharp-eyed, sturdy, handsome and somewhat lazy man, wondering what he was holding between his index and middle fingers.

Under the gaze of many, he slowly raised his right hand, and the spark of half a cigarette looked exceptionally bright under Nangong Mu's deep inhalation.

"Brother Tianmu, I didn't expect you to come here too?"

Nangong Mu looked at this somewhat familiar face, but couldn't remember what this person's name was, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "Brother's face is full of energy, it seems that he has had a lot of good luck recently."

"Back then, you saved a few of our brothers on Qingmang Mountain, if it weren't for your medicine, I guess I wouldn't have survived to this day (rì), but it's a pity that those few, when I fled back, I encountered a demon beast, and as a result..."

Nangong Mu then thought that the brother in front of him was one of the disciples of the Xuguan Pavilion that he and Hao Hongyuan had rescued when he and Hao Hongyuan first went to Qingmang Mountain to kill the Qingshan Spider.

"Brother Tianmu, what is this thing in your hand, the white smoke that comes out is so fragrant, and the action of holding it and putting it in your mouth is so handsome..."

"This is vanilla cigarette, try one?"

Nangong Mu took out a cigarette of vanilla that had been rolled, and was about to raise his hand to hand it to him, when he saw an afterimage suddenly appear among them, (shēn) body (tǐng) pulled, and under the domineering back, a strong coercion made everyone present shocked his arrival.

"Little brother Tianmu, how can this kind of person deserve to smoke this delicious vanilla smoke..."

When the two of them came back to their senses, the burly middle-aged man had already put vanilla cigarette into his lips, took a deep breath, and his slightly narrowed eyes gently raised his head to look at the back in the distance.

"It turned out to be the master !! Haotian Pavilion"

No one could have imagined that the Lord of Haotian Pavilion suddenly appeared, and there was an uproar in the crowd, how many people yearn for this man's (shēn) place, but he didn't expect him to call Tianmu a little brother.

Everyone looked at Nangong Mu in astonishment, this man in his early 20s was able to get acquainted with Haotian, I am afraid that there are no words to describe their hearts (qíng) except for shock.

Nangong Mu was with this enemy so closely, he didn't make any waves in his heart, and his face was calm: "The master of Haotian Pavilion also likes this thing..."

The elders who came later saw the pleasure of Haotian's face with ecstasy, and the god (qíng) looked at Nangong Mu suspiciously, and then looked at the cigarette that Haotian was still holding in his mouth.

"Little brother Tianmu, can you also try it for the old man..."

Nangong Mu looked at several elders and Hao Hongyuan, nodded, and handed one to each of them.

"Ahem!!ahem..."

"Elders, the essence of smoking is not just to inhale so hard and be done, but to think about your unhappy things (qíng)..."

Hao Hongyuan took the cigarette handed by Nangong Mu and demonstrated it very skillfully, holding the cigarette butt between his index and middle fingers, looking at the sky in the distance, and took a deep breath

Slowly, he let out a "uh.." The general moan, a wisp of white smoke from the mouth, attracted the envy of countless people...

Nangong Mu couldn't help but say when he heard this voice: "Master Hao really smoked and sucked out the essence."

"Since Little Brother Tianmu gave one of you one, you can also try it, and release all the grievances of the lone wolf team when you were in the Xuguan Pavilion..."

Haotian's words reminded these elders of the (qíng) newspaper sent by the Lone Wolf Nine Team, and recalling the unbearable (rì) time, these elders sighed.

"Elder Wind and Dust, a vanilla smoke makes us forget about that beast..."

Fengchen looked at Yang Hua angrily, every time the three of them were together, they would always tear each other down, and Haotian brought the three of them precisely because of this, which can be regarded as a relief from boredom.

"Elder Yang, did your lady give your spirit stone to the beast, and then the beast took it to raise his daughter..."

Tang Long's eyes widened, this was also something he expected (qíng), during this time, the three of them always talked about each other's scandals.

"If you don't smoke, give it to the pavilion master, smoke a cigarette and talk so much, take a few puffs and release it..."

"Uh... !Belch... Uh.." The general moans echoed in everyone's ears.

Nangong Mu shook his head and sighed in his heart, and said silently: "Smoking sucks out the feeling of island films, and it is estimated that there is no one left...."

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"Who is making such an evil voice here...."

Whoa...

Two (shēn) shadows also appeared in front of everyone,

One (shēn) wears a camel-colored gold engraved silk knee-length narrow-sleeved dark flower gown, a cotton skirt with green flowers on the floor, and a peacock pattern feather satin with a vermilion background (shēn), all of which reveal a noble temperament.

"Sect Master Xu Yan and Zixuan Pavilion Master have also arrived..."

Xu Yan and Zi Xuan's puzzled table (qíng) looked at the elders of the Xuguan Pavilion and Haotian, their faces were confused, and they didn't understand what Haotian and the elders of the Xuguan Pavilion were holding in their hands. The two of them stared at each other with big eyes, indicating that they had never seen such a situation at all.

"Haotian Pavilion Master, who are you?"

"We are experiencing life, do you want to try it?"

Nangong Mu also handed over two vanilla cigarettes, and muttered that they would simply come together.

Zi Xuan took the cigarette curiously, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, a slight fragrance, as if refreshing his mind, the whole person was a lot more relaxed.

"I don't know how to use it, just learn from them, I don't have any more vanilla smoke..."

Zixuan and Xu Yan took a puff of cigarette one after another, and the two of them slowly "uh.. !", Nangong Mu was suddenly stunned, and his eyes unconsciously looked at his crotch....

Zixuan's bright and peerless face like the autumn moon looked even more moving and beautiful under the hazy white smoke, and the slightly wrinkled and stretched brows seemed to have experienced the ups and downs of time.

Xu Yan's mysterious temperament is even more ethereal under the hazy white smoke.

"Little brother Tianmu, you are so good.."

"You don't want to pay attention to the stuff, no, I also hid it, just a few, use one less one, it's as precious as the (chūn) pill, it's good that you can use it, maybe it's good to let Xuanyi Pavilion auction it..."

Zi Xuan smiled, he didn't expect the young man in front of him to show such calmness in the face of the three giants.

"Tianmu Xiaoyou, this thing is not as precious as the (chūn) Dan, Hao Gongzi spent 300 million spirit stones, I don't know what your vanilla smoke does?"

"Take a sip of life proudly, take a sip of life frustration, the gods are just like that, I think you also have a deep understanding..."

Hao Hongyuan lowered his head and didn't say half a word, the 300 million spirit stones that Zi Xuan said were nothing more than trying to make fun of him, and Hao Tian invited Zi Xuan over and didn't interrupt them.

It's just that when they heard Nangong Mu say, 'Take a sip of life with pride, take a sip from life, and the gods are just like that', they have to admit in their hearts that the taste of vanilla smoke is really wonderful.

"Little brother is really good at laughing, but how many can you buy with 300 million spirit stones?"

"There are still a few more, 10, and it is estimated that there will be 6 in the future..."

Everyone was shocked, but they didn't expect the young man in front of him to talk about business in front of the three giants. It's already a great blessing that I don't want my things to be used by them, and I still have the courage to talk about money, and the crowd is noisy and talking, I don't know if it's young and ignorant or bold.

"Tianmu Xiaoyou, give the old man ten..."

Everyone looked at this white-haired old man, and they couldn't imagine that someone would really buy Nangong Mu's vanilla cigarettes, and it was also Elder Yang of Xuguan Pavilion.

When he heard that this old man used 300 million to buy Nangong Mu's vanilla cigarettes, Haotian thought of asking these elders everywhere to take out a part of his home.

"The minister is a good cultivator, practicing in the world, Gou Quan(xìng) life and troubled times, just to enjoy the heavenly years, but the pavilion lord does not take the minister as humble (jiàn), please help the minister to create a void, Haotian Pavilion lord knows the grace of encounter, eternal life is difficult to repay, but the contemptible person (jiàn) has a snobbish eye, the spirit stone is not returned to the hand, several times to death (bī) I, take the spirit stone to take poison, the minister has the heart and the strength is insufficient, and I hope the pavilion master will forgive and forgive....."

"Elder Yang's family background is so rich, he actually spent 300 million spirit stones to buy vanilla cigarettes, and when he asked Elder Yang to take out some family funds, he covered it tightly..."

Haotian's tone was calm, but it was also full of dissatisfaction with Elder Yang.

"The mother-in-law in the family is like this, and the old man doesn't expect anything, and it's a moment to be happy..."

Tang Long seemed to understand Elder Yang's heart (qíng), and sighed helplessly: "I'll also have 10 roots, anyway, the spirit stones are not left to anyone, and being happy for a while is a while... It's not like Elder Wind and Dust..."

"What do you mean, Lao Tzu is a man, what nonsense..."

Nangong Mu opened his mouth in surprise, and secretly snorted a few times in his heart, he didn't expect Wang Lung's lie to be so destructive, and he was even involved in this relationship.

"It seems that this thing is really worth that many spirit stones, in that case, this sect master will also come with 10..."

"The master of this pavilion will also come with 10 roots."

"1,2,3,4,5...10, Sect Master Xuyan, 10 vanilla cigarettes, you put them away"

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