"Something happened to Qingge?" An Suyou stood up from the tiger skin chair with a solemn face and stared at the red clothes, "Shouldn't you be training in the extreme north at this time?" What's wrong? What happened? ”

On the side, the cloudy eyes of Wu Yu, who was reviewing the books and papers, flickered a few times, revealing a hint of nervousness, "What about the Snow Spirit Bead?" Are you still in the body of Night Song? ”

An Suyou frowned. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Hongyi heard this, his inflated and fiery heart was already half cold.

"The Queen of the Far North coveted the Snow Spirit Bead that Qingge got and took Qingge away, and Qingge went with them alone in order to give our other students a way to live." Hongyi seemed to have been disappointed in Wuyu, she put the only remaining expectations and hopes on An Suyou, and couldn't help but approach An Suyou, and said: "Dean, Qingge is your apprentice, except for you, no one can save her." ”

"How long has it been since the accident?" An Suyou asked thoughtfully and seriously.

"No more, no less, exactly two days and nights." Hongyi said, "Lin Chong has passed, and he wants to delay, but now Qingge's life and death are uncertain, I'm afraid that it will be more auspicious." ”

"It looks like it's too late."

An Suyou turned his head and looked at Wuyu, "Brother Wuyu, it's difficult to sing lightly, I, as a master, can't see death without help, say goodbye!" "Hands arched.

Wuyu's eyebrows were kind, he smiled gently, and said, "Slow, I'll go with you." ”

An Suyou was surprised, and there was no room for light songs in his eyes, as we all know.

After a while, An Suyou suddenly realized.

"Red, you go out, I will discuss a few things with the Great Elder, and soon leave for the Far North." Ansu Trail.

Redcoat nodded, turned and walked out.

In the Bright Moon Palace, the Lingguang door was slowly closed, and the red clothes stood in front of the door, and his heart was like fire.

Footsteps sounded, and Ji Qingfeng walked over quickly, "Hongyi, is something wrong?" Why did you come back alone? What about the others? What about the Night Light Song? ”

"Light singers are in the far north, life and death are unpredictable." Hongyi said: "I came to Garan to find the dean to save her. ”

"Is it because of the Snow Spirit Bead?" Ji Qingfeng asked.

Hongyi nodded, and then gritted his teeth, "That damn Mei Qingchen stuffed a disaster into Qingge's heart, does he still have a heart?" "On the way from the Ice Valley to the Far North, the red clothes can be regarded as knowing the complete origin of the Snow Spirit Bead.

Ji Qingfeng frowned and was silent.

In the Bright Moon Palace, the two old men looked at each other.

An Suyou said: "Don't put your mind on the Snow Spirit Bead, the Snow Spirit Bead has already entered Qingge's body, unless you want her life." ”

"Suyou, Qingge is just a little girl, such a powerful ancient spirit treasure is placed in her body, I am afraid that it will be a violent thing, not to mention, the husband is not guilty of it, Qingge is not strong enough now, the snow spirit bead will only bring her endless killing, we take the snow spirit bead out for her good." Worry-free and bitter tried to persuade comfort and travel.

"Don't talk so much nonsense, as long as I'm alive for a day, who dares to touch me?" An Suyou was furious.

Wuyu frowned, and immediately leaned into An Suyou's ear, not knowing what to say, but seeing An Suyou's face suddenly changed.

The facial features on the old man's face gradually distorted.

After a while, Wu Yu and An Suyou walked out of the Bright Moon Hall one after the other, summoned the Blue Eyes Flame Spray Horse, and swept towards the extreme north.

The two of them are immortal, like messengers of God.

The red cloth looked up at the two figures storming the sky, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Qingfeng." Hongyi said suddenly.

Ji Qingfeng looked at her.

"I don't want to stay in Garan anymore." Red closed his eyes.

Ji Qingfeng was silent.

Suddenly, the sound of majestic footsteps sounded, and a group of people crossed the Nanhe Bridge and arrived at the Mingyue Palace.

The red clothes suddenly opened their eyes, and when they looked closely, they were all members of the Xingtian Clan.

"Sister Red, we're going to the Far North." One of them said, "I heard that the boss is in danger, and we can't sit still in Garan." ”

"The dean and the great elder have already passed, and you are only going to die." Hongyi frowned and said angrily.

The man said, "If the boss and Brother Lin Chong both die there, what is the point of us surviving." ”

The frowning brows of the red clothes were like a dead knot, and she wanted to say something, but Ji Qingfeng grabbed her wrist, took a step forward, looked at the Xingtian Clan and the others, and said suddenly like thunder: "Go, go to the extreme north!" ”

The red cloth turned his head to look at Ji Qingfeng, "Are you crazy?" ”

"Everybody's crazy." Ji Qingfeng looked at the red clothes innocently.

Red: "......"

The Far North.

In the dimly lit dungeon, there seemed to be a midsummer bloom of tulip flowers.

The boxy iron prison, the iron chains that shackle the limbs, and the sound of Suosuo, like the devil grinding his teeth in the middle of the night in a thousand-year-old coffin.

Sneer-

Sneer-

The woman with her eyes slightly closed slowly opened a pair of dark eyes, shining brightly, and a cold glow appeared, as if a thunderbolt was falling from the sky.

Outside the prison door, there were vicious jailers who came and went, these people were muscular, and a punch seemed to be able to break a wall, and their faces were covered with half a cold, thin-skinned mask.

Qingge looked at her hands coldly, and the chains that imprisoned her limbs stretched out in all directions of the iron prison, leaving her with no way to escape.

There was a small window above the wall she was leaning on.

A crumpled piece of brown paper suddenly dropped in through this window, and it happened to hit Qingge's head.

The kraft paper fell to the ground, and Qingge picked it up.

The range of movement is not large, the chains are rattling, and the sound is strong.

The guards outside the cell all looked this way.

Qingge moved unhurriedly, and elegantly picked up the crumpled kraft paper.

The smooth vellum of the page opens, and the first thing that catches the eye is the seven-star gear pattern in the lower left corner, and a few lines of words are written obliquely on the vellum.

"Boss, there are a total of seven seven and forty-nine cells in the dungeon, you are locked in the deepest part, there are a total of one hundred and fifty-two mobile jailers in the cells, of which nearly thirty people are focused on guarding you, the Queen of the Far North has a harem of three thousand, one of them is a handsome man, both men and women, you can try to seduce him, let him save you, it's really not good, I Lin Chong will use a beautiful man to seduce the Queen of the Far North......"

Beneath this line of vulgar words is a map that clearly depicts the exact locations of the forty-nine iron prisons and the direction of the movement of more than a hundred jailers.

Qingge smiled faintly, and a pair of murderous bloody eyes couldn't help but be a little gentle.

Lin Chong's words were rough and rough, but they warmed her heart.

It's like walking naked in the middle of a snowy winter, and a hug just comes so unexpectedly.

And the map on the vellum paper, apparently, was divined by Fuki.

Qingge looked at the kraft paper attentively, thinking about the thunder in the thunder nest, and on what day the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation would naturally appear.

"What's in your hand?"

"Hand it over!"

Outside the cell, a fierce and powerful jailer leader stared at the vellum paper on the light singer with eyes as sharp as an iron leopard.

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