Crossing the Hanhai Sea to the north of Nanzhan Buzhou, the clouds and mist as clean as crane feathers drifted, and the eyes were full of plain silver. I vaguely saw the Ice Crystal Immortal Palace located on the top of the snow-capped mountain, nearly three hundred feet high, standing majestically, like a bright moon reflected in the deep sea.

The disciples of the Moon Palace had been waiting for a long time, and when they saw Mu Zisu, they stepped forward to greet them. One by one dressed in plain gauze and white, with a snow-white face and a cold expression, between the wind and snow, the silk on the sleeves fluttered, really like the fairy by the Yao Pond in the legend.

"The palace master has been waiting for a long time, Master Mu, please."

Mu Zisu returned the salute, and followed the disciples through the long corridor, turned the deep corridor, and stepped on the ninety-nine layers of white jade stairs, she looked up at the magnificent fairy palace in front of her, and couldn't help but sigh, when will the Immortal Palace be built like this.

Suddenly, a pleasant flute sound floated, and the exquisite and tall screen in front of him slowly opened, and following the sound, the Martial Emperor in an ice-like robe was standing against the railing. The sound of the flute is sad and sad, as if it tells the lovesickness, to the person who can't hear it in the distance.

The golden palace lamps reflect the huge palace as bright as day, but the room is still full of coolness.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly at the high-pitched time, the wind and snow were drumming, and the surroundings were suddenly silent, Emperor Wu raised his head slightly, stretched out his white and smooth hand, and the snowflakes stained her ten fingers as white as jade.

A cold, deep voice rang out in the silence.

"Master Mu, don't come unharmed."

Emperor Wu turned around, his cold eyes and natural royal temperament made people dare not look at him.

Mu Zisu was not restrained and timid when facing the Seventh Master, but in front of Emperor Wu, he had to obediently withdraw his gaze, gather his thoughts, and salute respectfully, "Lord Martial Emperor has just that requiem song, but is he paying tribute to the deceased?" ”

Her expression was calm, "It's an old man." ”

Master is right, the superior usually hides his emotions.

The Martial Emperor stepped on the moonlight like broken jade and walked towards the supreme bench. The plain silver silk long Luo skirt of the commission flickered faintly in the light, becoming more and more brilliant.

"Do you like it?" Emperor Wu sat on the bench and asked Mu Zisu, who was staring intently at his skirt.

Mu Zisu was stunned, "Ah...... Well! It's the first time I've seen such a beautiful dress. ”

"This is a scarlet cloud and jade brocade, one in a million, if you like it, I will send someone to make one for you."

Fortunately, I didn't wear that scarlet cloud jade brocade today, otherwise wouldn't this be a blasphemy of the noble and elegant Martial Emperor......

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate."

At the same time, she was also curious about how Emperor Wu was extraordinarily good to herself......

"Master Mu doesn't have to see outside, sit down."

Mu Zisu sat down, and a long line walked in, and the maids carried all kinds of delicious dishes and placed them on the table in front of Mu Zisu.

Looking at such delicate and gorgeous food, Mu Zisu almost drooled.

"Master Mu, please." Emperor Wu held the glass wine glass.

Mu Zisu also picked up the wine glass, turned around to the royal chair with a high face, and drank it all.

It's good to wear and eat and drink, what does Emperor Wu want to do. Will there be poison in the food? can be poisoned in such a delicate and delicious dish, what a violent thing!

She picked up a piece of chopsticks and put it in her mouth.

The whole person seems to be soft, so delicious! It is...... Something that smells familiar? Did Master do it for himself before?