261 Battle at the Snow Top (1)

Mu Xuanli gently held her hand and savored the kiss on his lips, "I gave birth to a child and became a mother, and I am still as naughty as ever." ”

"So what, I just want to keep pestering you and going around you." Mo Chaowan looked at Mu Xuanli tenderly and sweetly, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, aimed at his soft lips, and gave him the most affectionate kiss.

Mu Xuanli's heartbeat stopped for a moment, slowly closed his phoenix eyes, became entangled with her, his hands roamed over her body, and after recuperation, Mo Chaowan's body was still graceful like a girl, and the two were inseparable for a long time.

Mo Chaowan gasped, his head pressed intimately against his forehead, his nose was sore, and a crystal tear fell from his beautiful eyes.

Immediately, my mind was dizzy, and I only felt that the world was spinning, and my eyes were locked on the light smoke on the purple gold tripod.

looked at Mu Xuanli's deep and dark eyes again, frowned slightly, and looked unnatural, and suddenly understood everything.

"Amazing...... Don't ......" Mo Chaowan's mind was dizzy, the corners of his eyes flashed, everything in front of him was so blurry, and he gradually fell into darkness.

"Fool, how could I let you die." Mu Xuanli gently picked up Mo Chaowan, who had fainted in his arms, hugged her princess on the bed, and gently covered the quilt.

Mu Xuanli glanced at Mo Chaowan deeply, his eyes were deep, and the dark phantom was getting darker and darker, as if he wanted to engrave her in the depths of his soul.

Turning to leave the dormitory, he left in the direction of the Demon Ice Domain, and summoned a silver dragon in the air that exuded a cold aura, stretching for thousands of miles, soaring up to 90,000 miles, and standing in the sky, it was the candle yin of the divine beast.

Its silvery sheen shines through the gloom of the Arctic.

"Your Majesty the Ice Emperor, you are finally willing to summon your subordinates." Candle Yin opened his mouth, and his strong voice was full of magnetism.

After so many years of following His Majesty the Ice Emperor, he only summoned himself once today.

Presumably, something big will happen today.

"I'm not the Ice Emperor." Mu Xuanli said coldly, standing upright on his steaming ice dragon scales, not feeling cold at all.

Candle Yin laughed, and then sighed, "Your subordinates obey your soul. ”

"This time I went to fight against the burning silence." Mu Xuanli said coldly, frowning deeply, and the cold spring burst out with cold in his dark eyes.

Silence is the fountain of all evils, the sword of evil fire that can destroy all things in heaven and earth.

Burning Silence can kill the God Emperor with his own strength, and Burning Silence absorbs the turbidity of the demons, and the evil qi is even better than before.

The candle shade's expression also became deep and dark.

Incineration ...... That sword soul has been an old friend for many years, but tens of thousands of years have passed, and the magic power of burning silence will only increase wildly, and he feels terrifying when he thinks about it, but he is an ancient divine beast, commanding the wind and clouds, and his mana is respected, and he goes all out as the master.

The top of the Tianshan Mountain is the most terrifying and bitter cold place of the Demon Race, and above it is the purest and most sacred ice country of the God Race.

The wind was blowing, and the gale was biting.

Even in the middle of summer in July, it is the coldest place in the human world, and the majestic wind roars wildly every day and night, setting off a violent blizzard.

The ice accumulates layer by layer, the snow is covered, the snow in the Tianshan Mountains is endless, and the top of the iceberg goes straight to the sky, which is very majestic.

Mu Xuan's eyes were not shocked, as if he was not afraid of the cold of the iceberg at all, he was dressed in white and won the snow, majestic and clear, like the emperor of the immortals who came out of the myth of ice and snow.