At this time, in the Holy Maiden Pavilion of Snow Misty Mountain, Feng Tian was sitting nervously on the edge of her bed, tomorrow was the big day to succeed the patriarch of the Snow Mist Clan, and her heart was inevitably nervous. In the past, she had watched such a canonization ceremony on TV, but when it really fell on her, she still felt fresh and nervous. /p>

Rue Xiang walked in and handed her a cup of ginseng tea. /p>

"The saint is nervous again? Drink this ginseng tea to calm your nerves. ”/p>

Feng Tian looked at Ruxiang, nodded, took the ginseng tea in her hand, but accidentally knocked it over, and her heart instantly had an inexplicable feeling of unease, not knowing what caused this feeling. /p>

Rue Xiang was startled when she saw Feng Tian knock over the porcelain cup in her hand, she quickly knelt down towards Feng Tian and said a word. /p>

"Ruexiang's hand slipped somehow, and the holy woman didn't catch the porcelain cup, Rue Xiang should be punished, Rue Xiang should be punished." /p>

Feng Tian looked at Ruxiang, helped her up from the ground, and then smiled faintly at her. /p>

"Ruexiang, you stupid girl, why do you take everything on yourself. That porcelain cup was obviously knocked over by me, do you want to admit it? ”/p>

Hearing Feng Tian say this, Yun Xiang suddenly felt very warm, Feng Tian was the best master she had met, she was very glad that she could follow Feng Tian. /p>

"Holy Maiden, I ......" Rue Xiang was a little moved and speechless. /p>

"Okay, Ruexiang, help me clean up here, I'm a little tired, I have to get up early tomorrow." /p>

"Yes, Holy Maiden, Rue will clean up." /p>

As soon as Rue Xiang's words fell, she had already squatted down, picked up the broken porcelain pieces one by one, put them in her tray, and then brought them out. /p>

Soon, Rue Xiang came back, and after making the bed for Feng Tian, she blessed Feng Tian. /p>

"Holy Maiden, Rue Xiang will serve you and go to bed." /p>

Feng Tian looked at her and nodded slightly: "Okay!" ”/p>

Rue Xiang helped Feng Tian loosen her clothes, helped her to bed, covered her with a brocade quilt, put down the curtains, extinguished the candle on the table, and then left Feng Tian's bedroom. /p>

Feng Tian sighed softly, lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep. After thinking about it, she got up from the bed again, put on a cloak and sat down at the round table in the room, and lit a candle. /p>

"No, why am I so nervous? Is it just because he wants to be the patriarch of the Snow Mist Clan tomorrow? Feng Tian frowned slightly. /p>

Feng Tian took out his pen and ink and sketched it on a piece of bamboo slips. /p>

"On this big 6, the people and things that can make me care about these ......" /p>

Feng Tian muttered quietly as he wrote down a list of names of people and events, and crossed out the names of people who had passed away and the names of events that had been born, and in the end, there were only two names and one event name left on the bamboo slip. /p>

Feng Tian put down the pen, picked up the bamboo slip, and read it gently. /p>

"Nangong Jin, Mo Hong, Daqi Mingjun, who dominates the corpse Hu Da 6." /p>

Feng Tian shook his head slightly, a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth. /p>

"It seems that Nangong Jin, you are still ranked first by me." /p>

As soon as she thought of this, Feng Tian suddenly became nervous, she knew that the love Gu poison in her body had not been solved, so she touched her body, but the strange thing was that she was not as painful as usual, and even, she didn't feel any pain. /p>

"What's going on? Could it be that when you return to the snow mist, can the poison of the love Gu be cured without cure? Feng Tian was a little excited. /p>

"No, I have to tell Nangong Jin, lest that fool rush to find an antidote for me again." Thinking of Nangong Jin's face, a sweet smile immediately appeared on Feng Tian's face. /p>

After a while, Feng Tian took out a piece of white brocade and picked up his pen to write a letter to Nangong Jin. /p>

Just as he was about to put pen to paper, Feng Tian stopped. She remembered Yingxing, who stayed by Yuhime's side. Feng Tian felt that Yingxing would not harm Nangong Jin, and even, from Yingxing's eyes, she could see that she had a deep attachment to Nangong Jin, but after all, she was a member of the Red Spider Society, Feng Tian knew that Mo Hong was hostile to Nangong Jin, so should he tell Nangong Jin about Yingxing? /p>

After hesitating for a moment, she still planned to hide the matter of Yingxing from Nangong Jin first, she owed Mo Hong a debt, if it weren't for herself, Yan Sanye would not have died, and Mo Hong's sweetheart would not have left her and fled to the foreign land, so she didn't want to let her sister fall into trouble again at this time. /p>

After thinking about it, Feng Tian only wrote on that piece of white brocade that he was going to become the patriarch of the Snow Mist Clan and that the poison of the love Gu in his body seemed to have been cleared. /p>

After writing the letter, Feng Tian sealed it, then summoned a carrier pigeon, tied the letter firmly to the pigeon's leg, and then muttered to the carrier pigeon, and released the carrier pigeon. /p>

The carrier pigeon carried Fengtian's letter and flew towards Daqi, and in the early morning of the second day, it had already flown into the Youtan Palace and landed on the windowsill outside Nangong Jin's study. /p>

Rong Zheng looked for a night, there was no news of the foreign master at all, at this time, he was taking heavy steps, with a heavy heart in his arms to return to the Youtan Palace, and was about to enter Nangong Jin's study when he saw the carrier pigeon. /p>

"This carrier pigeon seems to come from the snow fog, is it ......" Rong Zheng muttered to himself, /p>

After thinking about it, he walked over, grabbed the carrier pigeon, and then carried it into Nangong Jin's study. /p>

Nangong Jin was still in his bedroom, and he did not come to the study at this time, Rong Zheng found a chair to sit down, and quietly waited for the arrival of his master. /p>

After a while, Nangong Jin slowly walked into the study, and after seeing Rong Zheng, his face tightened, and he walked towards Rong Zheng. /p>

"Rongzheng, are you back? What do you think? Is there any news of the Outlanders? ”/p>

Rong Zheng got up, and after saluting Nangong Jin, he sighed, and then shook his head. /p>

"Back to the master, Rong Zheng almost checked Daqi, but he didn't find any news of the foreign master, I think he is no longer in Daqi." /p>

Hearing this, Nangong Jin's face showed a look of disappointment. /p>

"How so, then, what to do that day?" /p>

Rong Zheng also looked lost, and suddenly, he remembered the carrier pigeon, so he picked up the carrier pigeon and handed it to Nangong Jin. /p>

"Lord Wang, just now on the windowsill outside your study, this carrier pigeon appeared under your subordinates, look at the breed of this carrier pigeon, it seems to come from the snow fog, could it be a letter from the saint to the prince?" /p>

Hearing this, Nangong Jin's face instantly became more nervous, he took the carrier pigeon, took a letter from its leg, and then opened it to look at it. /p>

After reading the secret letter, Nangong Jin's tense face finally relaxed. He looked at Rong Zheng and smiled faintly. /p>

"Tian'er is going to become the patriarch of the Snow Mist Clan today." /p>

"Really?" Rong Zheng was excited. /p>

"Also, Tian'er said that since she returned to the snow mist, the poison of the love Gu on her body has never been done again." /p>

"Is there such a thing?" Rong Zheng looked at Nangong Jin even more in amazement. /p>

"This is really a great joy, Rongzheng, grinding, this king wants to reply to Tian'er." Nangong Jin looked at Rong Zheng. /p>

"Yes, Lord Wang, my subordinates will grind for the Lord Wang." /p>

Rong Zheng had a smile on his face, completely devoid of the anxiety and tiredness he had just now. , walked to Nangong Jin's desk and grinded it for him. /p>

Soon, Nangong Jin wrote a reply letter to Feng Tian, sealed the envelope and tied it to the leg of the carrier pigeon just now, and then Ming Rongzheng took the carrier pigeon out of Youtan Palace and released it. /p>

At this time, on the top of the Snow Mist Mountain, the drums were singing in unison, and Feng Tian, who was wearing the snow mist clan's gorgeous costume and the golden crown of the snow mist clan patriarch, slowly walked towards the altar accompanied by 6 Yingying and Shen Changfeng. /p>

Under the altar, the Twelve Pavilion Masters of the Snow Mist, the representatives of the Snow Mist Clan, the masters of the Snow Mist Clan and the guards were separated from each other, respectfully waiting for the new team leader to succeed them. /p>

After a stick of incense, Feng Tian finally ascended the altar and sat on the throne inlaid with spirit stones and jewels, Shen Changfeng waved his hand, and the drum music stopped. /p>

"Ladies and gentlemen, after waiting for so long, the Holy Maiden of the Snow Mist Clan has finally recognized the Lord again, and the Holy Maiden of Fengtian will become our new patriarch, leading the Snow Mist Clan to regain the glory of the Snow Mist Clan." /p>

Shen Changfeng's words fell, and the Snow Mist Clan knelt down towards Feng Tian, who was high above, and shouted at her: "Respectfully ask the new patriarch to succeed to the throne, the Snow Mist Clan can deduce that heaven and earth are omnipotent!" ”/p>

Feng Tian didn't know what kind of feeling he felt in his heart at this time, he only felt that this scene was too strong, he seemed to be in the clouds, and he couldn't tell whether this was reality or a dream. /p>

6 Yingying saw that Feng Tian was stunned and did not react, so she hurriedly walked to her side and reminded in a low voice: "Holy Maiden, speak quickly!" ”/p>

Feng Tian came back to his senses, got up from the throne, and then said a word to his people. /p>

"Everyone, please get up, Feng Tian will definitely do his best to lead everyone to reinvent the glory of the snow and fog, and also, the heavy responsibility on our shoulders, I, Feng Tian, will also lead everyone to complete it together." /p>

As soon as Feng Tian's words fell, everyone under the altar cheered towards Feng Tian together. /p>

Shen Changfeng waved his hand, and everyone's shouting stopped, and then, 6 Yingying asked everyone to burn incense and pray for Feng Tian and the Snow Mist Clan, everyone held potpourri and walked towards the altar, Feng Tian smiled and looked at all this in front of him. /p>

In the crowd, a woman hung her head and walked towards the altar with a stick of incense, and when she was about to approach the altar, a golden dart flew out of her sleeve and flew straight towards Feng Tianzhi. /p>

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