Liu Panpan was in the Sunny Pavilion of the palace, and Zhao Xue'er was sitting beside her, her face was slightly pale, and she was silent.

It can be seen that Her Royal Highness the princess is in a very bad mood.

Anyone who knows that his daughter is following Wan Yetian will not be in a good mood, even the contemporary Demon Venerable does not want Mo Qiu to do this.

No one knows him, and the historical records are that he was murderous and ruthless.

"It is true that he played a great role in the war of gods and demons, and it can even be said that without him, mankind might have perished, but Wan Yetian is not a hero, but a nightmare of this world. ”

Zhao Xue'er looked at her and said, "He and the Demon Gate have only pain left in the world, so I don't agree with your decision." ”

Liu Panpan said: "What happened in the ruins and in front of the Moon Pavilion proves that he has the power to break the Changming Mountain Gate and the Sword Formation, in front of the lives of thousands of disciples in Changming, what I did today is nothing." ”

Zhao Xue'er said: "But he is the originator of the Demon Gate, and you are just a sixteen-year-old girl." ”

Countless events have proved that demon cultivation only looks at interests and intentions, and the position of the latter is above the former!

Agreeing on something is only a matter of thought.

Could it be that Liu Panpan would not attack Changming as he wished?

He is still very weak, and many supernatural powers are unusable.

The Changming Sect is a thousand-year-old sect, with an extremely profound heritage, who knows what kind of existence is hidden in the valley shrouded in clouds and mist at the origin of the clear stream?

Therefore, Wan Yetian has not gone now, but it does not mean that he will not go after recovering his strength.

Of course

Even if she went, Zhao Xue'er didn't believe that the Changming Twelve Summit could not insist on the source of the sects.

Zhao Xue'er held her hand and said seriously: "Changming can protect you, and the palace can also protect you, you don't have to stay by his side." ”

Liu Panpan was silent for a long time and said: "But someone has to do something, I will find a way to kill him, and before that, I will try to change him and let him kill fewer people." ”

Zhao Xue'er shook her head and said, "The firmness of the Demon Gate cultivator's Dao heart is unimaginable, and you can't change him at all. ”

Liu Panpan looked at the suddenly clear sky outside the window, his expression changed slightly, and said, "I have to try, because it's right." ”

She and Cui Weiming said the same thing.

Someone has to watch him, so the world will be a little safer.

And it seems that this candidate is only Liu Panpan.

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......

Wan Yetian saw the wind and snow at a glance, Guo Mingzhe was naturally shocked.

But he is he,

No matter how miraculous things are, there is nothing to be surprised about, so Guo Mingzhe quickly calmed down.

After a long time, he asked, "Is there anyone in this world who can stop you?"

It's a very idiotic question, and the average person wouldn't answer it, or there would be many answers.

Even if the person being asked is not an ordinary person, it still sounds unwise.

Who wants to expose their vulnerability to others?

But Wan Yetian thought about it very seriously, and then said, "Yes." ”

"Who?"

"Yue Nu, Duan Cangtian, Zhang Chi, Xuan Hong, Bai Xue, Qing Xuzi, Sin Phoenix, Sin Phoenix, and ...... Listen to the wind at night. ”

Wan Yetian reported some names, they were all great people thousands of years ago, facing the human powerhouses of the alien saint level in that battle.

But there was a name he didn't say,

Whoa.

"But they're all dead. ”

Wan Yetian said: "So no one can stop me. ”

The clouds recessed, obscuring the sun again, and the wind and snow returned.

The people in Kyoto Castle were amazed, thinking that the snow had just cleared, and now it had suddenly turned to heavy snow, what was the weather like today?

Some of the astute cultivators stared at the sky, feeling the slight cooling sensation brought by the snowflakes falling on their faces, and they were a little uneasy.

Guo Mingzhe left Guqiu and flew to the palace to meet His Majesty.

At the same time, a girl in white walked slowly from somewhere in the forest, looked at the gray clothes that were far away, raised her eyebrows slightly, and then saluted.

It is not difficult for Ten Thousand Nights to open up a world and cut a spatial path to the Sunny Rain Pavilion.

The passage was covered by the heavenly machine, so the palace array did not give birth to induction.

Liu Panpan picked up the upside-down teacup and poured himself a cup of hot tea.

Yixing and Xiaobai frolicked in the forest, half of their bodies almost merged with the snow, only the black part remained, but Xiaobai was much more obvious in comparison, because it was whiter than snow.

After pondering for a moment, Wan Yetian asked, "How is this tea?"

"I don't know tea, I can't taste it. ”

Liu Panpan asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's fine. ”

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A month passed quickly,

At this time, there is no grass like the sea, and there is only snow as far as the eye can see.

The grasslands seem to have turned into snowy fields.

Feng Xiaohan and Meng'er discussed the way of swords all the way, demonstrating to each other what they had learned, and they all gained a lot, and they didn't feel that time was difficult.

They have penetrated deep into the steppe and can see some tribes as well as nomads.

Meng'er wore a hat on her head, and she could only see her chin when she pulled it low, as if she was covering the snow, but she was actually covering her face - she didn't want to be recognized by the tribesmen, it would be too annoying.

Feng Xiaohan exchanged the wolf skin he had obtained before for two ponies, which were much faster, and the food changed from wolves to sheep.

His silver ticket was also useful.

The trading houses of the Shang clan in the northwest are all over the world, and where there are crowds, you can find the business of the Shang clan.

But on the grassland, the situation is a little different.

It's more like a caravan than a comptoir.

They are on the move, constantly moving from tribe to tribe, and hedrons, gold, silver, and hides can be exchanged for the items they need.

Even if it is temporarily out of stock, you can make a reservation.

The steppe tribes have become more and more powerful in recent years, and the itinerant trading houses of the Shang clan have contributed a lot.

Meng'er shook the fruit wine she had just bought at a passing trading house and said, "It is said that the person who first proposed this idea was a young lady with a foreign surname from the merchant. ”

Feng Xiaohan nodded and said, "Li Xinxin, I heard a friend talk about her. ”

The friend he refers to is naturally Lu Yingfeng, and when it comes to this young lady with a foreign surname, even the eldest and youngest of the Lu family will also show a look of respect.

At the mention of this legendary girl, the corners of Meng'er's mouth hooked up a smile.

In the middle of the night, the waning moon hangs high in the sky, and the stars are like a plate of loose sand.

Under the moon star, there was a sword intent and sword intent intertwined, making a "snort" sound in the void.

Meng'er used his palm as a knife, and Feng Xiaohan stretched out his two fingers as a sword.

The two of them faced each other by the fire, not using vitality, only comparing moves.

Feng Xiaohan not only uses extremely powerful swords, but many delicate swords also show good power, especially subtlety, the same sword move can be used twice in his hand, but it can produce completely different effects.

The agreed fight was never fought, because Meng'er gradually became addicted to it and forgot about it.