Qixing Mountain is actually not far from Kyoto Tiger City, and if it is normal weather, it will only take a few hours for a horse to come out of the imperial city and go down the mountain. Therefore, the spirit boat walked steadily and slowly, and it was only a cup of tea to reach the White Tiger Temple.

The strange snow that suddenly fell in September covered the entire Qixing Mountain layer by layer, and the originally green mountain is now only covered with snow.

Standing in front of the White Tiger Temple, which is built on the mountain, looking at the Saga's Palace, which is even more imposing than the Tiger Roaring Kingdom's Imperial Palace, the holy white outline almost blends with the snow-white peaks behind it. It is natural and holy, and it makes all the creatures that appear in front of it seem small.

At this moment, Feng Huanling suddenly had the illusion that she was on a pilgrimage, and she couldn't even imagine what this craggy holy temple would be like without this heavy snowfall, it seemed that it should be hidden in the snow.

Cangdao stepped on the white jade steps first, came to the white jade door that was at least five people high, stroked the exquisite mysterious pattern on it with one hand, and silently recited something in his mouth, and then pushed the heavy stone door open.

"The Holy Land of the Temple has always forbidden outsiders to set foot without permission, this seat will bring Her Majesty the Empress in, and the rest of you will please stay here and wait for good news."

As soon as the national teacher said this, before Zhilan and Ghost Fire could object, Feng Qingyuan actually stood up and raised doubts first.

"What do you mean by that? You obviously promised me that as long as you separate Feng Huanling from those people in the spirit boat and bring her here alone, you will leave her to me! ”

Seeing Feng Qingmi's true face, Feng Huanling smiled instead of anger, looked at the national teacher and said: "Xuan Ming, if you said that you took great pains to lead me to the Vast Mountain last time in order to unlock the seal between the Candle Dragon and Qiqi, I don't know what it was for this time?" ”

Zhilan, who was confused, looked at each other with ghost fire, and then looked at the Cangdao in front of the temple in unison, he was clearly the national teacher of the Tiger Roaring Country, why did Her Majesty the Empress call him "Xuan Ming"?

"Cangdao" hummed and waved his loose wide sleeves with a strange smile, and in an instant, not only the plain brocade white robe of the national teacher turned into a dark black like dark ink, but even his figure and face changed dramatically.

Xuan Ming, who had changed back to his original appearance, raised his eyebrows lightly and said, "If I said that I brought you here this time, just to ask you to summon the White Tiger Divine Beast for me, can you believe it?" ”

Feng Huanling shook his head without hesitation, "Then I'd rather believe that you are just trying to help Feng Qingyu take revenge on me." ”

Xuan Ming, who hooked the corners of his mouth and seemed to be smiling, was noncommittal, and Feng Qingyuan said angrily: "Feng Huanling, you still know that I hate you to the bone!" Aren't you smart? Didn't you play with my entire Feng clan in the palm of your hand, and finally calculated and plotted to kill our nine clans and get punished, and embarked on the old path of your Yan clan? Yes, I shouldn't call you Feng Huanling now, you are obviously Yan Wushuang! ”

Ghost Fire didn't react when he heard this, but Zhilan couldn't hide her shock and was dumbfounded.

Yan Wushuang's name, let alone say that he is a citizen of the Shenlong Kingdom, even in the entire Guiyuan Continent, she is also a famous woman.

However, how did the master she had served and guarded for so many years suddenly become the dead Queen Yan? Zhilan still remembers that the male protagonist Long Yucang once treasured a portrait of Queen Yan, and now that she thinks about it, could it be that from the beginning, the male protagonist suddenly decided to marry Miss Feng Si, because he knew that Yan Wushuang had "become" Feng Huanling?

"No wonder my cowardly mute fourth sister suddenly changed her temperament, it turned out that she was reborn by your poisonous woman, you are clearly a wolf in sheep's clothing!" The stunned Feng Qingxiao continued to roar, "Yan Wushuang, you are acting like my fourth sister, you have made me so miserable, and my Feng family is so bitter!" If it weren't for your poisonous schemes, how would I have been discredited and ruined, and finally had to marry far away to this barbarian land, and suffer all the humiliation and abuse of Hu Yanlie?! ”

Feng Huanling sneered: "Whether it's you or the entire Feng family, it's all your own fault for the results you have ended up with today!" If it weren't for your father's treacherous plot to murder my father and even the entire Yan clan, how could I have died without turning a blind eye and been reborn into your mute fourth sister? If you hadn't framed and mutilated you first, why would I have to retaliate with you on behalf of the original Miss Fengsi? Why, as long as you are bullied and murdered by the Feng family, you will not allow others to fight back and retaliate? ”

Xuan Ming was rare and patient, and he was so alone at the top of the white jade stairs, standing in front of the door of the temple and looking down condescendingly at the two women arguing and distinguishing.

"Hmph, so far, you still dare to be hard-mouthed?" Feng Qingyuan gritted her teeth and pulled out a dagger from her sleeve, "This is a life-saving thing that my father gave me before I got married, and today I will use it to end your life, in order to comfort the souls of my dead father and the Feng clan's people in the sky!" ”

Xuan Ming, who stood proudly on a high place, clearly meant to stand by and watch, but Zhilan and Ghost Fire couldn't see Feng Huanling's safety threatened, and when they saw Feng Qingyan raising her dagger frantically, they hurriedly stepped forward to protect each other.

Feng Huanling waved his hand to make them retreat, "Feng Qingyuan, do you think that if you take the Demon Pill, you can kill me?" You weren't my opponent when I was fighting in the inner house, and now even if you're enchanted, I'm not even a junior monk, but you're still not my opponent! ”

Feng Qingxiao, who was already angry, could not stand such a provocation, her eyes that were almost spewing fire turned into a strange red like blood, and then her beautiful and delicate face began to turn from white to red, and gradually distorted and deformed.

"Yan Wushuang, I have to kill you slut with my own hands today!" Feng Qingyuan let out a scream that was no longer human, and then stabbed out with a dagger, "I will cut off the flesh of your body piece by piece, and I will let you know what it means not to die well!" ”

Seeing the sharp blade approaching inch by inch, Feng Huanling remained calm and calm, until Feng Qingling, who was gradually becoming a beast, rushed to the front, and then pulled out the Howling Sky Sword at his waist.

With a clear and sharp sound like a tiger roaring and a dragon's groan, the hand rose and fell, and a sword sealed the throat.

Feng Qingyuan's body suddenly became strong and tall due to the beast transformation, and she still maintained a fierce forward momentum, but her red head with green muscles and bulging muscles had already flown into the air, and she watched her headless body stiffly run a few steps towards Feng Huanling before slowly falling to the ground.

"This is self-inflicted, and it is not a good death."

When the sword was thrown back, the remaining blood stains on the Howling Sky Sword in Feng Huanling's hand splashed an extremely beautiful blood flower on the soft white snow.

Xuan Ming, who had been silent for a long time, clapped his hands at this moment and said: "Her Majesty the Empress has good skills, good swordsmanship, and good means!" ”

"That's not as ruthless as the devil's methods, for those who have been used, it can be abandoned so decisively and completely, it's really hard to make people feel cold and panic."

Facing the big devil Xuan Ming, Feng Huanling naturally didn't have a good face, knowing that it was not difficult for her to deal with Feng Qingyuan, but it was a fantasy to match him, so she turned her head and ordered: "Zhilan, Ghost Fire, you stay here, if you don't have my orders, you are not allowed to enter the temple without my orders." ”

"Your Majesty!"

"Master!"

Zhilan and Ghost Fire protested in unison, but Feng Huanling only waved his hand solemnly, and then turned around and stepped on the white jade stairs without any room for negotiation, and walked towards Xuan Ming, who had been waiting for a long time in front of the temple.

The White Tiger Temple does not look like people come often, but there is no dust, and the surrounding scenery is a clear white color, even the corners are dusty, as if the dust in the world cannot touch the sacredness here.

It was the first time that Feng Huanling was shocked by a building, and it wasn't necessarily luxurious or exquisite as far as the eye could see, but it was these extremely simple whites that brought her a huge impact that was more than thousands of colors. After passing through the front hall, her palms were even slightly damp with sweat.

Obviously, Xuan Ming, who was not here for the first time, didn't take a look around, but just led Feng Huanling all the way to the core of the depths of the temple - the Great Hall of the God of War where the statue of the White Tiger God was enshrined.

"This is the Temple of the God of War, and the statue of the White Tiger is enshrined in it."

With that, Xuan Ming opened the door of the Temple of the God of War and made a gesture of please.

Feng Huanling didn't act immediately, and said vigilantly: "What do you want to do?" Although I know that I am by no means the opponent of you, the Fallen God and Demon Venerable, I will not let you use it again! ”

First the Candle Dragon and then the Poor Qitong, Feng Huanling really didn't want to help Xuan Ming expand his power, because then it would definitely destroy their Terran Alliance in the end.

"Don't worry, your value this time has been realized, I invite you in for your own good." Xuan Ming's voice suddenly became extremely gentle, so much so that the cold demonic aura around him warmed up a little, "Didn't you want to summon the White Tiger God of War to deal with me?" Go ahead, and by the time your summoning comes out, everything should be settled. ”

Watching Xuan Ming approach him step by step, Feng Huanling retreated to the end, his back already against the cold hard door panel of the God of War Temple.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Xuan Ming was silent, and continued to close the distance between the two to the point where his snort could be heard, staring at her open and closed red lips, and his gaze like a cold pool of eternity gradually warmed up, and he couldn't help but want to get closer to her, a little closer......

"Don't!"

The frightened Feng Huanling put out his hands together and pushed Xuan Ming's chest hard, but unexpectedly, he didn't move at all as if he was pushing to a solid wall, but he was shocked and fell backwards, knocking the protégé of the God of War Temple away with his back.

"You can't escape."

Xuan Ming, who was still standing outside the door, stood with his hands in his hands, his face had returned to coldness, but the soft light under his eyes was still flickering and beating like a faint starlight in the dark night. He raised his hand and waved his wide sleeves, and the white jade door of the God of War Temple slowly closed again.

The long jade body of Xuanming, who was like ink, stood outside the stone gate, and Feng Huanling was completely independent of the inside, and at the moment when the stone door was completely closed, she vaguely saw a white figure suddenly flashing.

It was only when she wanted to rush out to take a closer look that she found that the door of the temple had long been closed, and no matter how she tried, she could not open it, and it was as immobile as a mountain.