Chapter 275 The power of the law was dimly lit in the palace, and a gate was suddenly pushed open, shining into a dazzling bright light.

In the light, the figure of a young man appeared, he walked stride, his long hair flowing, dressed in purple, quite handsome. The young man was in his twenties, twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a face like a crown of jade, handsome and extraordinary, but the light of his eyes was unusually hot, breaking the image of the gentle and elegant.

Xiao Yueming pushed away the servant girl who was blocking him, broke into the door, and when he looked at it, he just found that behind a screen in front of him, there was a graceful and graceful shadow. Slender body, perfect curves, hair draped, elegant, that black shadow, defenseless, exposed to the air. She stands behind the screen, like a delicate mural, reflected on the screen.

"Frost, you've finally woken up!" Xiao Yueming couldn't stop the raging lust in her heart, and strode towards the back of the screen.

This temple saint son has read countless beauties, but she is the most exciting for Xiao Yueming, and she is also the most eager to get. Her arrogance and coldness gave rise to the desire to conquer in Xiao Yueming's heart, such a perfect woman must belong to him Xiao Yueming.

When Xiao Yueming suddenly broke into the hall, the figure behind the screen trembled obviously, obviously frightened.

She stretched out her snow-white arm, grabbed it in the void, and a blue dress appeared in her hand, and the woman immediately put on the dress, wrapping the perfect suffocating ketone body, her beautiful eyes, hazy, as if covered with a layer of mist, smoke and rain, very aura. Looking forward to circulation, it is like pear blossoms with dew, fresh and beautiful, elegant and refined.

Xiao Yueming's footsteps became more and more urgent, as if she couldn't wait to come to the screen to take a look.

"Hey......" The beautiful woman suddenly sighed softly, deep and faint in her ears, like a magic sound, shocking people's hearts.

With this sigh, the rapid footsteps stopped abruptly, Xiao Yueming looked stunned, as if he felt that his legs were instantly heavy, and it was difficult to take a step, let alone move forward, his feet seemed to be tightly nailed to the ground by nails, and he couldn't move at all.

On the top of the white mist pool, there is a picture scroll of light and shadow, on which there is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in white clothes, with a bookish temperament and a sunny smile, which seems harmless to humans and animals. Leng Hanshuang looked at the man in the light and shadow for a long time, and then, with a wave of Qianqian's hand, the light and shadow scroll distorted in the void, and then completely disappeared.

"Don't you know that it is a felony for you to trespass into the temple pavilion without permission?" A cold shout resounded in the palace, and then, Leng Hanshuang walked out from behind the screen with bare feet, and looked at Xiao Yueming with sharp eyes.

"Frost, you, have you successfully awakened your bloodline?" Xiao Yueming didn't know why, when he saw Coldfrost again, his heart was trembling a little, and his voice was a little trembling and asked.

Leng Hanshuang's face was flat, she had already stabilized her mind, she didn't even bother to look at Xiao Yueming, and said, "What if you awaken your bloodline? ”

Hearing Leng Hanshuang's answer, Xiao Yueming's expression became ugly, and even a little hideous, not because Leng Hanshuang was going to report today's matter to the hall master and was afraid, it was this woman's ignorance of herself, she didn't look at herself at all, and even her tone was indifferent, which broke the pride in his heart, for the young generation of leaders, pride is the bottom line, the lowest line that cannot be touched.

At that time, a trace of madness flashed in Xiao Yueming's heart, isn't it just a saint, what if I force it?

"Haha, hahahaha......" Suddenly, he laughed, laughing to the point of madness.

Leng Hanshuang frowned slightly, finally glanced at Xiao Yueming, and said coldly: "What are you laughing at?"

"Frost, it turns out that you still don't understand what the hall master means, this is the Divine Palace, if the hall master doesn't allow me to come in, can I stand in front of you now?" Xiao Yueming returned to his former calm demeanor, but he couldn't hide the hot and even crazy light in his eyes at all, it was a burning desire, once it reached a critical point, it would erupt, and at that time he would definitely forcibly possess Cold Frost by all means.

Hearing this, Leng Hanshuang's expression became grim, her steps paused slightly, and then her heart suddenly brightened, she had awakened the bloodline of the Protoss, and the dignity of her identity had already surpassed Xiao Yueming, so why be afraid?

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth crossed an elegant arc, and a smile fell into the city, like a summer breeze, which made people feel comfortable.

"Why are you laughing?" Xiao Yueming asked.

"I laugh at your ignorance. Leng Hanshuang replied indifferently, and then walked towards Xiao Yueming with wonderful steps, her long skirt mopping the floor, fresh and refined, like a fairy in the heavenly palace.

Looking at this beautiful woman who seemed to come out of a painting, Xiao Yueming's heart turned over a thousand waves, and he found that today's cold frost, his cultivation was unfathomable, and his breath was terrifying. It's just that in the powerful cultivation realm, it will look dull under her world-shattering face.

She just came out of the fairy pool, her long hair was still hanging with crystal droplets, although a graceful skirt covered her body, there were still large pieces of snow white on her chest, and her slender neck was as elegant as a white swan, her skin was like jade, and her luster was tender, so that people couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it.

At this moment, the cold frost is like a hibiscus out of the water, and the beautiful sunlight that shines in is dimmed.

Under the long skirt, there is a pair of naked feet exposed to the air, crystal clear, with a bit of small and cute. A slight amount of water stains remained on it, and each step left a wet footprint on the bluestone paved ground.

Seeing this, Xiao Yueming was already secretly swallowing his saliva, as if a fire was burning in his heart, and his blood had turned into lava, and he was desperate to erupt!

It's a pity that the cold frost that walked towards Xiao Yueming passed by him and walked straight to the door, leaving a deep fragrance in the air, which made people linger.

"Why, why is there always that kid named Wu Heng in her heart, what am I worse than him?" Xiao Yueming shouted in his heart almost roaring, he could find a touch of sad thoughts from the cold frost in his eyes, and the person he missed was not him, but Wu Heng.

Leng Hanshuang's heart was full of Wuheng, and he couldn't tolerate others.

He only felt that Leng Hanshuang's eyes that missed Wu Heng were like a loud slap on his face, telling himself not to be sentimental, maybe in the eyes of this woman, he is nothing, if he must say that it is a thing, it is scum.

Yes, what is he in the eyes of Cold Frost?

Finally, Xiao Yueming couldn't stand it anymore, thousands of women rushed into his arms, and he refused for thousands of miles, but today, Xiao Yueming's pride was broken, he wanted to force it, and he wanted to forcibly conquer this woman who was as proud as himself.

Although his legs were extremely heavy as if they were being pressed by the mountains, Xiao Yueming moved again, and a strong light appeared all over his body, his eyes were like a wounded beast, staring at the graceful shadow of the cold frost walking towards the gate.

"You are mine, no one can get it!" his voice was cold, almost losing his mind.

"Boom!"

The terrifying aura spread around, Xiao Yueming moved, he was as fast as lightning, flying towards Leng Hanshuang's back, he had already opened his arms, to hug Leng Hanshuang's soft waist, wrong, not to hug, but to rub into his body, he wanted to conquer this woman, this temple saint son completely lost his mind, his eyes were full of lust.

Cold Frost was unusually calm, and did not look back, but continued to walk slowly towards the door that shone into the sunlight.

"You are mine, my Xiao Yueming!" Xiao Yueming kept shouting in his heart, almost roaring, seeing that Leng Hanshuang's steps were unhurried, and he didn't even mean to dodge, he was even more crazy, he was getting closer and closer to the perfect body, could I get her so easily?

Holding the cold frost into his arms was Xiao Yueming's hungiest dream for so many years, in order to complete this dream, he was desperate at all, and even left behind the warnings that the temple master had given him, the distance was getting closer and closer, and her body was close in front of her, as if she could touch it with her hand.

However, when Xiao Yueming felt that he could hug this beautiful woman by taking a step forward, Leng Hanshuang took another step, allowing him to hug an empty one, and a gentle step shattered his dreams, Xiao Yueming was unwilling, he flew forward crazily, but when he wanted to hug the beauty, the beauty would always take a step, and the distance between the two would always be one step away.

But one step away, it is 108,000 miles, which he cannot overcome.

"The power of the law, you actually comprehend the law of the Great Dao?" Finally, Xiao Yueming came to his senses, he finally understood why he was always one step away from the cold frost, that step had been isolated by the power of the law, and he would never be able to touch the body of the beauty.

Leng Hanshuang didn't answer Xiao Yueming's question, a blue dress mopping the floor, beautiful and moving, Miao Bu walked out of the palace gate, his slender body, bathed in the golden sun, looked holy and sacrosanct.

"After a month in the temple, I finally feel the sun. Leng Hanshuang muttered to herself, her mood was exceptionally cheerful, it seemed that Xiao Yueming had just forced something to do to herself, completely forgotten, she walked barefoot in this land shrouded in fairy mist.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old little maid saw Leng Hanshuang come out, and immediately greeted her happily, the maid who Xiao Yueming pushed down was her, and the little maid said happily: "Miss, you finally woke up, this month, Xiaoyu is worried about you!"

Leng Hanshuang took Xiaoyu's hand and smiled: "Don't worry, I'll be fine!"

"Just now, that Xiao Yueming rushed in, and it didn't hurt you, it was all Xiaoyu's fault, and Xiaoyu didn't stop him. Xiao Yu said slightly apologetically.

"You, unarmed, and not a martial arts cultivator, how can you stop Xiao Yueming, rest assured, his current cultivation is no longer a threat to me, don't blame yourself!" Leng Hanshuang said comfortingly, pulling Xiaoyu towards the palace where he lived. Xiaoyu is the only friend in this cold temple headquarters, the priest of the temple forcibly wanted to take Leng Hanshuang away, but Leng Hanshuang made a request, to bring his personal maid with him.

The priest of the temple didn't say anything, he brought a little maid who had no cultivation, and agreed without posing any threat, so Xiaoyu, who was originally serving Leng Hanshuang in the Ice Palace, was also brought here.

Xiao Yueming had already walked out of the Divine Temple, looking at the back of the cold frost far away, his eyes were very gloomy, and he said to himself: "Is my current cultivation really no threat to you?"

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(Xiaoyu, I don't know if you remember, cute little girl, I wrote it at the beginning of the second chapter, and I was intimidated by Wuheng Fox's fake tiger power...... ）