Xuanhei iron has always been the hardest, and it is extremely precious, even if it is a treasure house of the country, it is not necessary to use such an expensive and cherished metal, which shows how important the things in this Moon Cold Palace are to Beigong Ye.

"Open the door."

With Beigong Ye's order, the dumb slaves tried their best to finally push open the heavy and majestic iron door in front of them.

The white cold air was cold and piercing, whistling and swept out, and inside the door was a world of ice and snow condensed.

As far as the eye can see, there is endless ice.

The snow-white color jumps into the sight, and it is cold as if it can freeze people, and it is extremely cold.

The dumb slaves led Beigong Ye and walked towards the deepest part of the Moon Han Palace.

The palace made of ice and snow was as beautiful as a dream, and the dumb slaves did not dare to approach, only Beigong Ye strode into it.

The palace was empty, only the cold wind of depression blew mercilessly, and the beautiful woman lying in the gorgeous ice coffin lined with it.

The woman was dressed in a lilac dress, her hair condensed into a fine piece of ice crystals, and she was lying quietly in the ice coffin as if she were asleep, and her snow-white cheeks even had a slight pink flush, if it weren't for the undulation of her chest without breathing, it almost made people think that she was just asleep.

Like a jade carved appearance, the beauty is thrilling, in fact, no gorgeous rhetoric can describe her, those vain words will defile the holiness of this woman, her soft like a pool of spring snow, delicate and gentle, people just look at her, like a spring breeze.

Even the thick eyelashes are covered with fine ice crystals, and the corners of the woman's red lips are always slightly curved, like a smile.

If anyone else comes, they will surely marvel at the woman's peerless beauty.

But there is no one else here, only Beigong Ye.

He looked at the woman tenderly at the moment, revealing a look that no one else had ever seen.

As if he was afraid of disturbing the woman, Beigong Ye said softly and slowly, "Mother, I came to see you." ”

Looking at this beautiful woman who seems to have come out of a painting, as long as you are careful, you can find that Beigong Ye's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to a woman, but the woman is gentle, and his narrow eyes are perfect and frightening.

Seeing Qu Yuehan lying quietly, the string in Beigong Ye's heart was touched, and his fingertips brushed over the ice coffin.

"Mother, this year, I want you to say something special." Beigong Ye's mind couldn't help but have a cheerful appearance like Mu Huanyan's elf, "I have a princess." ”

Speaking very proudly, Beigong Ye was bound to continue, "Wait until next year, I will definitely bring Huan Yan to the mother concubine for you to see, but, perhaps, the mother concubine, you can see her with your own eyes...... I already know, Dongfang Zixian knows where the things you need are for the concubine, I will definitely ask for it, and then let you see my happy face. ”

Beigong Ye said this, the smile on the corner of his mouth had not disappeared, and he watched three afterimages flash behind him quickly, and then his breath was as hideous as a demon asking for his life, and he suddenly pounced in the direction where he was.

I saw three killers dressed as dumb slaves coming quickly, and the poisoned darts in their hands broke out of the air, rushing straight towards Beigong Ye!

There was an obvious murderous aura in his eyes, and Beigong Ye had an indifferent aura around him, and he raised his hand and pressed it indifferently on his waist.

Suddenly, the soft sword with a cold light broke out of the air, and was steadily caught by Beigong Ye in his hand.