The snow is endless, but the battle here in the demon city is not over, and the twelve families are still persistent.

Leng Xuelai returned to the cold hall with Bai Mushuang in a short time, and in order to avoid everyone's eyes and ears, he still made a lot of effort.

In the main hall, Leng Xuelai loosened Bai Mushuang's slender waist, and then conjured a set of purple clothes on the table.

Bai Mushuang looked at Leng Xuelai's hand, this dress was not a woman's clothes at all.

"I don't have any other clothes here, you put on mine first, and change your wet clothes. I have something to do, I'll be back in a moment. Leng Xuelai admonished, and his voice was still very gentle.

"Oh." Bai Mushuang nodded obediently. Now she has nothing in her head, she can only rely on this considerate and gentle master, of course she has to be more obedient.

After watching Leng Xuelai leave, Bai Mushuang lowered her head and touched the purple robe that Leng Xuelai put on her on the road, this robe directly wrapped her whole body, it was very warm, and the wind along the way couldn't invade her.

This master is too good, you must hold your master's thighs tightly in the future.

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What Leng Xuelai said was about the invasion of the twelve families. They are really persevering, thinking that the turmoil in the cat clan is their time.

Leng Xuelai returned, and at this time, the stand-in was really relieved, pretending to be in the court, so he had to have confidence, how could his spells be compared with Leng Xuelai.

"Tomorrow the Twelve Families may invade again." One minister predicted.

"I hope that the master will make a decision as soon as possible and come forward as soon as possible to calm this dispute."

Leng Xuelai sat on the throne, his expression was indifferent, and the temperature around him was like the ice and snow outside, which made people feel that it was not another person who was gentle to Bai Mushuang.

In fact, Leng Xuelai had a plan in his heart, but he never let others know what he was thinking. As for the Twelve Families, he didn't care about it at all, and his spells were not something that could be resisted by quantity.

Leng Xuelai came down from the throne and went straight to the city gate.

The ministers who knelt on the ground to ask for orders had just recovered, but there was no trace of the cold snow.

Above the city gate, there are still five major generals in charge, and they have been able to strongly suppress the attack of the twelve families in the past two days, thanks to them.

However, Leng Xuelai did not meet them, but went straight to the military camp of the Twelve Families.

Leng Xuelai learned from the stand-in that this time, the twelve families had no demon power except for the rat clan and the chicken clan who were slaughtered, and the rest of the troops had contributed troops. As for the chicken and mouse clans, the chicken clan sent a small concubine of the surviving chicken king, named Yu Lishen; The rat clan is the rat king who escaped after the fall of the demon city.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, if you want to end the current situation quickly, Leng Xuelai can only go out to catch the old thief in person.

The military camp of the twelve families did not look good, although it had only been two days of fighting, it was snowing heavily, and the barracks looked very shivering.

Leng Xuelai stood directly and generously in the center of the camp. He didn't have the heart to find out where they were, so he just came out by himself.

"Cold snow is coming!"

When several soldiers found out, they immediately ran away, not knowing whether they were afraid or went to report it.

The first to come out was Yu Lishen, who rushed over with a sense of anger.

"Leng Xuelai, you dare to appear in our barracks." Yu Lishen roared angrily, the birth calf is not afraid of tigers, the main thing is that the slaughter of the clan has never been extinguished.

Some soldiers, as well as generals sent by various families, came one after another, armed with swords, and surrounded Leng Xuelai.

In the end, that is, the Rat King Lijin, he pretended to be the last to arrive, and said in a tone of the older generation: "The kitten cub has just come to power, and it is so rampant, didn't your father teach you that you can't be strong in everything." ”

Leng Xuelai was calm, he came to let the twelve families withdraw their troops quickly, so it didn't matter who he killed or how many he killed.

"Those who talk too much are more likely to set themselves on fire." Leng Xuelai deliberately stretched out the last few words and said them to the Rat King.

The Rat King was not angry, and continued, "You came today, do you really think that you can deal with the alliance of our twelve families on your own? ”

Leng Xuelai was in a good mood today, and he talked a lot, so he continued unhurriedly: "Yes, I don't seem to see the army of the chicken and mouse clans." "Ironically slaughtered.

"You!"

Li Jin and Yu Lishen's anger jumped up all of a sudden.

Leng Xuelai didn't give them a chance to speak: "What role does a king have to be, so that when his people are slaughtered, he only cares about running for his life." ”

Li Jin heard that the cold snow of the cat clan has always been cold, but he didn't expect this mouth to be so poisonous, and the anger in his heart could not be suppressed.

Now is the time!

With Lijin attacking first, the rest of the people also gave it their all. Leng Xuelai's mana is strong, and they are afraid that they have discussed it before the attack, and they want to attack in groups.

Leng Xuelai pulled out his Changming sword, and with a sound of "Su", the reflection on the blade reflected Leng Xuelai's sharp eyes.

Leng Xuelai was dealing with the sword that Li Jin stabbed over, and at the same time, he also had to pay attention to the monsters around him.

But Li Jin was not Leng Xuelai's opponent at all, and as soon as he came up, he was restrained by Leng Xuelai, and he was completely passive. Leng Xuelai turned around with his absolute superiority and agility.

The tail of the clothes swayed, with a strong coercion, and swept directly across the area, and a group of small soldiers who had little ability were pushed out half a meter and overwhelmed the soldiers behind, leaving only a few generals with light poles in front.

The generals sent by various ethnic groups are still very capable, not juniors.

After Leng Xue turned around, he slashed his palm backwards. Although he has the upper hand, he can't be victorious, and the generals in this circle are waiting for him.

I saw that those generals surrounded Leng Xuelai, and then danced the swords in their hands in the same place with the same movements, and it seemed that they were prepared.

Ten ethnic groups, 100,000 soldiers. The soldiers who had just been pushed down regained their recovery and began to send internal force to their own generals to help them.

They're going to line up. Subsequently, with a treacherous smile, he and Yu Lishen rose into the air to help this formation, which was the icing on the cake for this formation.

Leng Xue didn't show his face, and quickly moved to the side of one of the generals, flipping his two hands back and forth on his chest, and before anyone could see clearly, he moved to the position of the next general, the same technique. In this way, from the first to the last, from beginning to end, it was only a few seconds, and the pace was agile and strange, and the shadow chased after him.

Li Jin spotted him, but before he could see what Leng Xuelai was doing, it was already over, and the ten generals looked embarrassed and gradually became hideous.

What the hell did Leng Xue do!

When the cold snow came and returned to the center, the ten generals all put down their swords in their hands, covered their chests with one hand, and vomited blood one after another.

Li Jin and Yu Lishen, who were soaring in the air, also fell directly to the ground because they did not have the mana of the ten generals to attach.