Feng Qiao's hands were cold, and he didn't seem to have any popularity, Huangfu turned his head sideways, and said with a deliberate smile: "Xiao Qiao, what did you say to me just now?" ”

She slowly raised her eyes, a little in a trance: "Ah, oh. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info I mean, they're all dead. He shook his head violently again, and Feng Qiao's eyes gradually sobered up.

It's not that she hasn't killed anyone, it's just the first time to kill someone who didn't directly harm her.

This is not a massacre, but a trial.

Huangfu narrowed his eyes in question, and his eyes were cold: "Luo Qinchen is dead?" That's fine, maybe it's a relief for her, it's a pity. ”

Feng Qiao paused, she understood what Huangfu meant, but it was difficult to agree: "Let's not talk about this first." ”

Huangfu immediately nodded when he asked, and said with a smile: "Okay, good." By the way, Xiao Qiao, let me tell you, do you remember last time I said that there was a wonderful person in Zhangtaifang? It's already been trained, and I instructed the old/bustard, and I just ransomed her out before I saw the guest. Hey, that beauty's name is Ming Ruoli, singing and dancing, I also brought it with me when I went out of the city this time, so I arranged to live in Xie's house temporarily, and you must come with me to see it when you go! ”

"Hehe, let's talk about it, let's talk about it."

Feng Qiao's perfunctory smile was obviously very unpleasant to the emperor's intercession, and he glared at her with disgust: "I don't understand the style!" ”

I'm a girl who needs to know what kind of style! Feng Qiao was embarrassed in her heart, and she scolded again and again, so she finally fooled the past.

The aura fluctuations in the sky have not stopped, but it seems to be intensifying, and the thick clouds in the sky are rolling, this time it is really blocking the light of the sky, and the wind is whistling, which is quite a bit of a stormy posture.

Feng Qiao said: "Why don't they stop? ”

"Don't make trouble, just wait for them to finish." Huangfu interceded and yawned, "Don't interfere with men fighting women, so that it can be done in a while." ”

Feng Qiao snorted: "What about the broken string?" I'm going to go to him, he can't just follow me all the time. ”

Broken String stood alone in the distance, and a few people around him looked at him sneakily, but they didn't dare to look at him directly. He was thin, standing in the wind and snow with Qin Yi in his green clothes, his black hair flying to block his face, looking particularly lonely and gloomy.

Feng Qiao had just taken a few steps towards him, and the string broke as if he felt it, and he twisted his head slightly, but he didn't move.

When he walked in, he still kept his head down, and there was only a foot in front of him.

"Go back, don't follow me. You are from Beihai Palace, thank you before, but I don't like Beihai Palace, if it is possible in the future, I will repay you. ”

Xian Xuan raised his head suddenly, and on his indisputable delicate face, he looked aggrieved: "I'm not!" He stomped his foot, "You, alchemist!" ”

"I'm indeed a refiner, what?"

The string broke and said: "Xin Chuyang is bad!" You are different, three years later, Liuli Glacier, I will wait for you. ”

"What did you say?" Before Feng Qiao understood the meaning of what he said, the string had already flown away in a flash, leaving only a snorting sentence, "Xin Chuyang, outside the sky, you have to prepare!" ”

Feng Qiao turned his head to look back at Huangfu and asked, "What does he mean by this?" ”

"It's the Alchemist Conference," the Emperor Fu was a little surprised, "and he's received the news." ”

Feng Qiao of the Refiner Contest knew about it, and Qin Huaiyan told her.

The northern heavens belong to water, so there are fewer people in the fire phase, and there are even fewer refiners. At first, this was just a competition of their own refiners within the Ziwei Heavenly Palace, but then it slowly evolved into a big competition for the entire Northern Land Refiners. The 100th year, although nominally it is only an exchange of refining technology, in fact, it is a comparison to see who has what ability.

Refiners don't live out of thin air, they naturally need to refine magic weapons to sell in order to earn cultivation Yuan Crystals or expand their contacts. This refiner conference is the best opportunity for young refiners to become famous, as long as they perform well, they will not worry about bad business in the future.

Because of the centennial session, the level of refiners participating in the conference is different, but those who dare to come still have some confidence. Those refiners cultivated by the major forces are naturally stronger, and their own casual cultivation is also good and famous, it depends on whether he continues to cultivate by himself or joins other forces.

Feng Qiao rolled his eyes and looked at Huangfu to intercede: "Why is it three years later?" I clearly remember that Sister Qin said that there are still more than ten years. ”

Huangfu's face was very ugly: "Xiao Qiao, you don't know if you're not in Hanyun City, a few days ago, the Ziwei Holy Emperor suddenly issued an order that the Great Hunting Battle, which was supposed to be held a year later, was delayed by two years, and the Refiner Contest was advanced, and these two grand events should be held together, and the location was still in the Liuli Glacier." ”

"You wait! What did you just say, Ziwei Holy Emperor ordered, what's going on? ”

Huangfu was stunned for a moment and nodded: "It's the Ziwei Holy Emperor, the Ziwei Holy Emperor of the Ziwei Heavenly Palace." Yes, he basically didn't show up for so many years, and you are still young, so you may not know his identity yet. ”

Feng Qiao frowned. How is it possible, if Yuan Yuan is obviously with her these days, how can he have time to issue any heralds? Ah, is it-

"You mean Ruojingxing?"

"Don't name it!" Huangfu immediately jumped to his feet when he interceded, "It's just the two of us here, if you are in front of people, you must not call him by name, this is disrespectful." ”

Feng Qiao nodded slowly, "He is the Ziwei Saint Emperor?" ”

"Yes, it has been 10,000 years since he ascended the throne, but unfortunately it is said that Xiuwei has not been able to break through the divine realm, and then everyone slowly disobeyed him, and he didn't care if he was famous. Therefore, the Northlands have their own heroes, just like our Cold Cloud City, and the Northlands are all divided. If he hadn't suddenly issued such an order, I guess everyone would have forgotten about him, right? ”

Oh, it's really Ruojingxing.

She should have thought that they teamed up to suppress Ruoyuan, and Ruojing Xing naturally took charge of Ziwei Heavenly Palace.

Three years・・・・・・

"The Northland is juxtaposed, and this great hunting battle can be regarded as a competition. Once every ten years, the major forces send people to the Liuli Glacier, where the area is large, and according to the level of performance, the forces are divided into high and low, strong and weak. ”

Huangfu asked and folded his fan lightly: "I just didn't expect that this two grand events would be held together, who knows what Ziwei Heavenly Palace is thinking, in the past, they held their own identities and resolutely did not participate." ”

Feng Qiao nodded, his heart darkened.

I'm afraid that this accident actually has something to do with Ruoyuan. The hell was destroyed, and Ruo Jingxing was afraid that Ruoyuan would take advantage of the big hunting battle to go back, so it was delayed for three years?

Or is it three years, what is the secret of the unseemly・・・・・・

"Speaking of Xin Chuyang, she is the youngest and most famous refiner in the Northland before, a person from the outside world. Xian Xuan is a person from the Beihai Palace, listen to what he means, this time the sky outside the sky is to press the treasure on Xin Chuyang. I don't know much, so I'll have to help you find out. ”

Feng Qiao asked, "Why do you want to help me?" ”

Huangfu looked at her with a smile in question: "Guess." ”

The corners of Feng Qiao's eyes twitched.

While the two were talking, a muffled thunder came from a distance in the sky, and when they looked up, the thick clouds were rolling, dark and dreary as if they were before a violent storm. Feng Qiao felt a little uneasy in his heart, the battle between Ruoyuan and Liufeng was not over yet, and Huangfu's face became solemn. (To be continued.) )