Shenyuan Domain, the land of the Far North!

Although it was the height of spring, it was still desolate at a glance. Two black crows stood on the top of a lonely ancient tree, chirping from time to time, and the sound spread over a radius of more than ten miles, making the place more and more cold.

This is a bitter cold place, inaccessible to people, and it is difficult for even fierce beasts and monsters to find.

And not far from the ancient tree, a shadow is independent, standing on the edge of the cliff looking at the scenery on the opposite side and contemplating, which seems a little lonely.

The woman is less than twenty years old, wearing a snow-like long dress, delicate ties elegantly wrapping around the waist, ink-like hair draped over the weak and boneless fragrant shoulders, fluttering slightly in the wind, if you don't care about the surrounding environment, it is like a beautiful picture of the fairy coming to the world.

And she is the proud daughter of the sky who was swallowed by the spatial turbulence in the teleportation corridor - Murong Wan!

Today's Murong Wan, compared with half a year ago, her temperament has changed a lot, that is: cold.

There is a clear difference between this kind of coldness and cold face, the latter is untainted and rejects people from thousands of miles. And her coldness is indifferent to everything, as if she doesn't have much attachment to this world.

However, the True Yuan fluctuations in her body were surging like a sea, and with one breath and one inhalation, the surrounding Heaven and Earth Yuan Force seemed to roll up countless small whirlpools. This kind of strength has already surpassed the middle stage of the Heavenly Extreme Realm, and I don't know how she did it in just half a year?

It's just that at this moment, she can't see the indifference on her face as at the beginning, as if the fairy who entered the world was tired by the red dust, and a cloud of melancholy shrouded her delicate and delicate face.

Thinking of the experience during this time, Rao is mind is as firm as hers, and she can't help but fall into a moment of confusion.

On the way to the Shenyuan Domain, there was an accident in the teleportation channel, and it was she who stepped forward and saved many Tianjiao regardless of her life, and then she was swallowed by the spatial turbulence.

Maybe Leng Yan was right, Murong Wan was a person with great luck, who escaped with his life and was teleported to the extreme north.

If you really want to say it, in addition to luck, the defense treasure "Chiba Xuanyu Armor" obtained in the Mangquan Sect a few years ago also contributed a lot. You must know that on the day she came, even the powerful and powerful people who rescued her were blushing at this treasure armor.

When she woke up, she found that her injuries had long since healed, and she had somehow become the saint of a hermit family. Speaking of which, the status of the saint is not low in the clan, except for a few people such as the ancestor and the head of the family, no one dares to point fingers in front of her.

Moreover, she also knew that this family's inheritance was ancient and long, and its strength was extremely powerful, and there were many people in the Heavenly Extreme Realm cultivation in the clan, and there were also many powerful people in the Void Realm, and the ancestor who rarely appeared was even more terrifying. If her inference was correct, it should be an extreme powerhouse who had cultivated to the Immortal Realm.

Ordinary people can obtain the status of saints in this kind of power, and they will not be overjoyed. But when Murong Wan learned that this hermit family was a vassal of the God Clan, all that was left in her heart was shock and even fear.

As for what kind of race the Protoss is, she doesn't know much, only that it is related to the Great War of Annihilation in ancient times. However, instead of giving her a sense of belonging, this hermit family wants to escape from this place all the time.

In fact, she has put this idea into action several times, but none of them have successfully escaped, and they have all been "invited" back by the clan powers. In her memory, the farthest time she escaped was less than 2,000 miles.

From then on, she had no intention of escaping, because the Ancestor had already said that if there was a next time, they would send powerful people to infiltrate the Luoyuan Domain and destroy her master's sect Tingyu Pavilion.

"Hey!"

A faint sigh sounded, and Murong Wan turned around and walked helplessly towards a low building complex not far away.

After a stick of incense, she has returned to the place where she has lived for the past six months, looking at the many powerful martial artists practicing tirelessly, she also has deep doubts.

As far as she knows, this family with the surname Tuoba has not been born for nearly 10,000 years, since the ancient war, the ancestors of the Tuoba family have fallen, and people have withered for thousands of years.

It wasn't until more than 20 years ago that the patriarch's only son, Tuoba Fuxing, was born, which gave hope to this hermit family.

However, this family has been in seclusion for so many years, and they are still practicing day and night, what are they trying to do?

"Holy Maiden!"

"Holy Maiden!"

Back at this place, many people nodded to her and said hello, but Murong Wan turned a blind eye, moved lightly, and continued to walk towards her residence.

"Wan'er, are you going out for a walk again?"

Suddenly, a person appeared in front of him, this is a young man holding a folding fan, he is dressed in white, handsome and extraordinary, graceful, and looks like a rich son.

If Zhong Zihao and the others who have been to the Sealed Spirit Forbidden Land are here, they will definitely be shocked and drop their eyeballs, isn't this the rumored "Pianpian Boy Smiling" Mo Yushen, how could he appear here?

However, Murong Wan obviously didn't know anything about this, she only knew that this person was the world's pride of the Tuoba family, and it was also the hope of their clan for thousands of years. He is Tuoba Rejuvenation, with the cultivation of the fifth order of the Heavenly Extreme Realm.

Not only that, according to her observation in the past six months, the entire Tuoba family has lived here for a long time and never goes out, only this Tuoba Revival rarely stays in the clan. Moreover, most of the people in the clan are ordinary-looking, and can even be said to be a little ugly, while the young man in front of him is completely different from others.

"How many times have I told you, you are not allowed to call me Wan'er!"

Murong Wan's cultivation was much higher than Tuoba Fuxing, and she was not afraid of him. On the contrary, there is an indescribable sense of disgust, this disgust does not know when, in short, every time she sees the person in front of her, she will have a nameless anger in her heart.

"Hehe, Wan'er doesn't have to be like this, you see that I have always been polite to you, and I have not offended you, why do I always think that you hate me very much?" Tuoba Fuxing was unimpressed, and asked gently.

"Go away, I don't need to explain it to you!" Murong Wan turned her head, and a cold chill emanated from her bones, as if Tuoba Fuxing would make another entanglement, and she would do it.

"Okay, yes, I'll listen to you. ”

Tuoba Fuxing shook his head and smiled bitterly, the girl who was brought back was deeply favored by him, and from the first time he saw the other party, he was overwhelmed by her dusty temperament and peerless appearance. The only thing that puzzled him was that the two sides had obviously never met before, how could she be so hostile to herself?

"However, I'm not here to pester our holy daughter this time, it's the old ancestor who asked me to take you to his old man's house. Tuoba Fuxing saw Murong Wan retract his momentum and continued.

"Old Ancestor?" Murong Wan was shocked when she heard this, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, "Why did he see me?"

"How do I know? Let's go, we'll see it. Tuoba Fuxing put away the folding fan and spread his hands with a helpless expression.

It's just that no one saw that in the depths of his seemingly gentle eyes, a touch of cunning flashed away.

(End of chapter)