The hot summer passed quite quickly, and in the blink of an eye, there was already the rotten smell of falling leaves mixed with dirt between the noses.

Deep in the mountains outside the Imperial City, a mansion sits in the period, not too luxurious, nor too low-key, where wild beasts are rampant.

But from time to time in the house, a man in white went in and out of the mountains, and then a woman in red appeared with the man, and the woman in black dress had not been seen since two months ago, as if she had disappeared into the vast forest, and there was no trace to be found.

"Han Chen." From the main room of the house came the voice that had been absent for two months, ethereal and lonely, like a drop of spring water in a cold pool, although small, it was enough to stir up the heart. Han Chen pushed the door in, and bowed his head, "Master, slave." ”

"Martial arts are still cultivating?"

"Don't dare to slack off, slave cultivation to half heaven, think of helping the master."

"The leaves are falling, and the time has come, so let this house be abandoned."

"The slave knows." But he didn't leave.

"Anything else?" Qianhan Shadow arrived in front of him in just a moment, and gently picked up a lock of black hair and put it between his nose, which was very intoxicating. Han Chen's body was stunned, and the roots of his ears were slightly red.

"What does it smell like?" Qianhan Shadow moved closer to him, as if it was very close to him. Han Chen also smelled the smell of her, cold as snow, but as calm as ambergris. It was the first time he had been so close to her, and his heart was imperceptible, causing him to frown. "Lord, Rika."

"Pears?"

"Yes, taking a pear blossom bath can be fragrant."

"Let's go down." She turned and walked inside.

Does she dislike it? Han Chen's eyes darkened slightly. suddenly remembered something and hurriedly stepped forward.

"The master punished, the slave met a seriously injured woman at the foot of the mountain one day, and saw that her life was not guaranteed, so he brought it back to the mountain, and the slave made his own opinion, and the master punished him."

"Do you like her?" The Thousand Cold Shadows paused.

"Nucha was destroyed by the enemy, had no support, and left her with a fever due to the cold, if the master didn't like it, he sent her." I don't know why Qianhan Shadow asked like this.

"If you like it, keep it, if you don't like it, let it go, the deity travels far away, you don't have to follow." The figure disappeared from Han Chen's sight. My heart felt as uncomfortable as if I was being caught, and she left, but she didn't let me follow, for fear that she would be angry with me.

After that day, Qianhan Shadow was really gone, leaving only a letter and a bottle of elixir. No one knows where she has gone or who she has met.

Han Chen also rushed to the north, hearing that there are many mountains there, the snow on the top of the mountain does not melt for thousands of years, and the depths of the mountain range are also full of dangers, and fierce beasts are infested, but he has no way out, because that is the master's choice, and that will be the beginning of everything.

He will finish everything given to him before the master returns. He clenched the elixir given by his master in his hand, which was the Shengzi Pill that helped him cultivate. He will not fail his master's expectations!

Three months later, the northern foothills were covered with frost, the chill was already obvious, and a huge palace appeared among the mountains, with black palace walls and silver palace roofs, reflecting the sunlight. This is the glory of the emperor! It is also a symbol of imperial power!

A white streak crossed the sky, fast like a lightning, fleeting, and finally the lightning stopped above the palace in the mountains, which can be seen that it is a snow tiger, and on the broad back is a silver-haired woman, the snow tiger has not fallen for a long time, as if waiting for something.

Qianhan frowned slightly, there were four black dots in the distance, and approaching, there were four huge black eagles, carrying four young girls. The looks are surprisingly similar.

"Lord!" The four women spoke in unison.

"Here we are." is still expressionless, and still cherishes words like gold.

Looking down, I really saw a huge palace built on the mountain, the momentum is magnificent, the terrain here is precipitous, I am afraid that it is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Qianhan Shadow touched the Snow Tiger, and the Snow Tiger walked towards the palace in the void. At the gate of the palace, Qianhan paused, looked at the plaque on the door of the palace, there was no word on it, it was engraved by the owner of the fortress himself, and with a wave of his sleeve, only one word "You" was engraved on the door plaque, the atmosphere was magnificent, and he dominated one side!

The secluded palace is completed, and the troubled times are out!

The door of the palace slowly opened, but the huge palace was empty, the four women looked at each other, their eyes were full of doubts, but no one asked, after a period of getting along, they naturally knew the character of Qianhan Langying, indifferent and ruthless but extremely protective, domineering but open-minded, killing ruthless but also quiet and dignified, they naturally knew what they should know, and they would never ask what they shouldn't ask.

The Thousand Han Shadows rescued them from fire and water, and they naturally had to devote themselves to assisting, forgetting their past status and status, forgetting all the pain, and only knowing that the person who would make people feel awe and fear just by looking at them, and making them call themselves the lord, if they wanted, they would definitely be able to compete in the world.

The person inside heard the voice, hurriedly pushed open his door and walked out, and when he saw the person he was thinking about, he was relieved, and she finally returned.

The "master" bowed his head and covered all his joy, which has nothing to do with feelings, only attachment.

"Arrange accommodation."

"Yes." Respectfully.

"Four please." looked at the four women in front of him who looked surprisingly consistent, and knew at a glance that they were sisters, extraordinarily noble women. Obviously, I'm afraid it's not an ordinary family's sister, or the person the master likes must be very good.

In the side halls on the east and west sides, there are their own masters, but in the magnificent treasure hall in the middle, it is still deserted. Han Chen arranged everything and hurried back, but there was no figure of Qianhan Shadow along the way, and a trace of loneliness flashed in her heart, she really didn't let me follow anymore.

Walking dejectedly to an inconspicuous building near the North Point, and when I walked to the door of my room, I felt the breath inside, the familiar cold and calm unique smell. I was shocked, why is the master in my room, how can I let the master in there.

"Master." Outside the door, slightly anxious and nervous.

"Come in." A distant and ethereal voice came.

Pushing the door in, he lowered his eyebrows, "It's the slave's fault, the master's bedroom has been arranged." ”

"What about the woman?"

"The master didn't like it, and the slave left her in the mansion in the Snow Country."

"Let's go." And he walked out. Han Chen followed. I didn't want Qianhan to speak again, "Very good." Han Chen bowed his head and was silent, not knowing whether she was talking about this palace or his decision on women. Quickened the pace.

Walking to a dormitory behind the main hall, Han Chen stopped.

"Lord, here it is."

Push open the door one step first, the inside is extremely luxurious, black glass, white pearls, glowing night pearls, the highest place in the hall is the light gauze Longman around the bed of more than 10,000 years of cold jade, covered with a layer of soft fox plush cushion has hung down to the two steps below the bed, on the table and chair of good Nanmu, huge dresser, exquisite cabinet, a screen painted with snow lotus behind the jade Mu Pond of several people, it can be seen that the intentions of the designer.

The temple was spotless, and it was evident that it was cleaned every day, and this man was also visible. The cool-toned rooms are surprisingly quiet, and the walls are topped with soundproofed wood, giving off a pleasant scent. Seeing that Qianhan didn't speak, Han Chen was nervous. All of this is arranged and designed according to their own preferences and habits for the owner, and I am afraid that the owner will not like it.

"Where are you staying?" Qianhan asked aloud.

After a pause, Han Chen replied truthfully: "The room where the master was just now." ”

"So far away, how wilt thou serve me, move in the temple beside me, come to me at night, and stand down."

Han Chen was flattered, although she was not far from her master before, but now in this palace, the small hall next to it is naturally prepared for her son, wouldn't it hurt her face to live in it by herself, or did she want to serve her by herself?

I was terrified, but I didn't dare to respond respectfully with the intention of disobeying, so I withdrew.