Outside the Fengqing Pavilion, golden ginkgo biloba leaves are flying all over the sky, which is obviously the color of early autumn, but it is wrapped in the frost and snow breeze. The surface of the lake is frozen, like a giant mirror between heaven and earth.

This mirror reflects the golden ginkgo biloba leaves flying in the sky, the reflection of the snow-covered treetops, and the young man sitting on the ice with black and white eyebrows.

In a few months, Zong Ye's hair had grown some fine bangs. The thick black hair swept over his thick black sword eyebrows, making his youthful handsomeness more distinct.

Zong Ye sat on the ice with his hands folded, his thin lips pursed, and there was a slight dark red aura on his side. A drop of sweat fell from his forehead and hung over his thick black eyelashes, which fluttered slightly, and the beads of sweat fell on the ice.

When the young man is growing taller, his face is also the same day by day, the childishness on Zong Ye's face fades day by day, and the edges and corners of his jaw become clear day by day. Daily martial arts practice also made his shoulders and back more straight. The thin back line is hard and smooth, and it is tucked down the narrow waist into the black waist seal with gluttonous dark lines.

Zong Ye's eyebrows and eyes became more and more distinct, and he became more and more handsome, becoming more and more like the person with the golden spirit bead in his hand that Bai Luo saw in the illusion.

Bai Luo's expression was awe-inspiring, and the moon-white robe was lifted, and the whole person jumped up. She rolled in the air and slashed at Zong Ye with a palm.

Zong Ye sat on the ice and opened his eyes suddenly, and a dark red flowed through his eyes. As soon as he flipped his palm, the evil qi around his body suddenly gathered in the palm of his hand, turning into a sharp sword. He held the sword in both hands and raised it against Bai Luo.

Zong Ye's black robe hunted in the wind, and a touch of dark red flowed through his placket, and the gluttony seemed to come alive from the hem of his clothes, jumping up his back.

Bai Luo's blue pupils froze, and a whistling came from the wind, and a golden white tiger phantom appeared behind Bai Luo, and slapped it at the gluttony.

Zong Ye only felt a strong force coming from his arm, which bent the person's knees, and he knelt down with a "bang", and the ice surface shattered outward from his knees like a spider's web.

Jiang Qinghan praised in the Fengqing Pavilion: "It's only three months, Zong Ye can take over the palm of the Prison Martial Divine Monarch, and the progress is really not small." In a few days, I'm afraid you and I won't be able to beat it. ”

Xue Yu looked at Jiang Qinghan with disdain: "That's because you can't beat me, don't pull me." ”

"Tut-tut. Jiang Qinghan shook his head: "Then you fight him, the evil qi on his body can scrape your dragon scales!"

"Jiang Qinghan, I am also one of the gods of the four directions, Meng Zhang Shenjun, can you respect me?"

Jiang Qinghan sneered: "Tut-tut, you rushed to the front when the war was fighting." If you have the ability to defend the Kunlun Ruins!"

Xue Yu's face sank slightly: "What do you think of the matter of Bai Ranxi?"

"Except for the loss of the spirit bead and the fact that the spiritual power is only thirty percent left, there is nothing else to do. ”

"Don't you think it's strange?" Xue Yu looked at Bai Luo, who was fighting Zong Ye on the ice. Bai Luo is cold and cold, and he is the number one god of war in the world, and he can't count the number of enemies he has made. It's just that who has such a great ability to steal her golden spirit bead quietly?

Jiang Qinghan's face also sank: "It's not the strangest thing that anyone can take away her golden spirit bead, but she still retains thirty percent of her spiritual power." Whether it is a human or a god, without the spirit bead, it will be useless. Even if you can save a life, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to maintain even a human form. ”

"Isn't it because the white rhino is strong and strong that there are three percent left?"

Jiang Qinghan shook his head: "Being able to keep it can only be one reason." That is, when she just took out the spirit bead, someone dissipated her spiritual power to protect her life. ”

Xue Yu's face also changed at this time: "Disperse your spiritual power?"

Jiang Qinghan said in a deep voice: "Yes, it's not just about dissipating spiritual power. The Prison Martial God Monarch's spiritual power is strong, and the person who can protect her three percent of her spiritual power must also be very powerful, I am afraid that it is above you and me. And after the spiritual power is dissipated, the three souls of that person will also be dispersed. ”

"So someone gave his life in exchange for Bai Ranxi's life?"

"Yes, is there such a person among the people you know?"

Xue Yu shook his head: "Jiang Qinghan, you also think too much about yourself." I am Meng Zhang Shenjun, you are Shennong Young Master, how many people can have spiritual power above you and me? Among the people I know, Ye Ming counts as one, your father Shennong Emperor counts as one, Fuxi Emperor Feng Qianlu counts as one, and Zhurong Emperor Ji Boyi counts as one. ”

Jiang Qinghan smiled slightly: "Don't say anything else, these people are still alive." ”

"Did you tell Bai Ranxi about this?"

Jiang Qinghan looked back at Xue Yu and smiled slightly: "No, are you going to tell her?"

Xue Yu shook his head: "Let's not talk about it yet, it's unfair enough for the stability of the Three Realms to fall on her alone." Do you want her to apologize to someone who doesn't know whose name is? Besides, she'll find out about it sooner or later. ”

"Is there a whereabouts of her golden spirit bead?"

Xue Yu frowned and said, "I used the world's wood spirit to investigate, but there was no clue at all. I also brought a letter to Ye Ming, he calmed the rivers of the world, to see if he could have some eyebrows. A flash of golden light flashed in Xue Yu's peach blossom eyes: "There is someone in this world who is so capable of hiding the golden spirit bead of the Martial Divine Monarch without a trace of breath?"

On the ice, Bai Luo's hand turned into a gust of wind, and the golden ginkgo biloba was densely swept in the gust of wind. Zong Ye stood in the eye of the wind, a black robe wrapped in dazzling golden light.

Xue Yu tilted his head and asked Jiang Qinghan, "How long do you guess he will be able to come out of the wind gust this time?"

Jiang Qinghan calculated: "It took half an hour last time." This time, it is estimated that there will be two pillars of incense. ”

Xue Yu's peach blossom eyes slanted and picked: "I'll bet on a pillar of incense." ”

As soon as Xue Yu's words fell, a hand stretched out from the wind gust, and dozens of leaves were taken from the wind wall in an instant.

With a few slight sounds, the blades in the wind gust suddenly turned around, and for a while, the finely broken blades seemed to glow with golden light in the wind gust.

Zong Ye walked out of the wind gust. A pair of thick black sword eyebrows flew obliquely into his sideburns, the corners of his eyes rose slightly, and there was a rare smile in his black and white eyes.

Zong Ye looked at Bai Luo and said, "Master, is it okay this time?"

The smiling expression in Bai Luo's eyes was faint: "My face hurts." ”

On Zong Ye's handsome face, a trace of blood snaked down from his fair face. Zong Ye wiped the blood on his face with the back of his hand: "It's okay. ”

Jiang Qinghan shook his head. Zong Ye is probably the kind of patient that doctors hate the most, and he doesn't know how to cherish his body at all.

Jiang Qinghan turned back to Xue Yu and said, "Hey, go on like this." I guess you don't have enough of thirty dragon scales. ”

"Huh. Xue Miao smiled coldly: "Jiang Qinghan, don't even think about it!"