Transferring flowers and grafting trees, but it's just a martial soul under the Xuan Rank!

But it has the ability to defy the sky. Able to transfer the vitality in other people's bodies directly to one's own body.

Hence the name grafting!

In the room, Yan Qing'er also said that the more angry she was, the more she said, the more aggrieved she became, with a hint of tears in her bright big eyes, "Although Sister Xue's martial soul was shattered at the beginning, when she returned to Piaoxue Palace, her realm was still a half-step Tianyuan. But overnight, her realm fell directly from the half-step Tianyuan to the Earth-Yuan Dual-Heaven Heaven."

"Yun Feifei used grafting on my sister?"

Lin Huang gritted his teeth and looked cold, his fists clenched and crackled.

Yan Qing'er nodded silently, "Since that day, within a year, Yun Feifei has rushed directly from the Earth Yuan Realm to the Earth Yuan Seventh Heaven Realm, and others think that Yun Feifei has opened her mind. But only I know that Yun Feifei, a snake and scorpion, has robbed most of the vitality in Sister Xue's body."

In the room, Lin Huangsen's face was cold, and his mouth spit out a rich killing intention, "Yun Feifei, I will kill him!"

"You still have a little conscience", Yan Qing'er snorted, and then looked at Lin Huang with disdain, "But can you kill her, just by virtue of your broken iron shell?"

"I won't kill her with a puppet", Lin Huang frowned tightly, his expression became extremely cold, "Let's wait and see, one day, I will let her fall into the dust and kneel in front of my sister and beg for mercy."

Yan Qing'er looked at the black-robed young man in front of her, her big eyes were slightly different, but her mouth was still unrelenting, "She is now at the peak of the Earth Yuan Eight Heavens, maybe she will break through to the Nine Heavens or even the Heaven Yuan realm that day, do you have that ability?"

"Not now, doesn't mean there won't be in the future!"

Lin Huang grinned and said, "At least I am also Lin Cangxue's younger brother, how can I embarrass the legend of Dongling."

Saying that, Lin Huang didn't stop for a moment, and went straight towards the Tianpu Cliff, perhaps...... He also needs to cultivate even more frantically.

After Lin Huang left, Lin Cangxue outside the room was already stunned, with shallow tears on her face, and she heard everything the two of them said just now.

Yun Feifei's matter has always been like a sharp thorn piercing her heart in her heart.

used to be the best sister, and suddenly one day plundered most of her cultivation, and kept pouring dirty water on herself. With his own vitality, he emerged step by step in the Drifting Snow Palace, jumped to the second position in the inner door, and was still like a proud peacock in front of him, showing beautiful feathers.

How does this not make her heart ache?

Who can she tell these grievances?

He had already fallen from the altar and lost all his face. Even if he accuses Yun Feifei in public, there are a few people who will stand by his side. She is no longer the original Lin Cangxue, and Yun Feifei is no longer the Yun Feifei she used to be.

She is the second in the inner gate, and she is the hope for the future of the Drifting Snow Palace.

In this world, martial arts are always respected.

And today, Yan Qing'er said all this for her, and said this thing that even Shen Diexin didn't know. Everyone else fell to her overnight and fell to the altar, and the realm fell directly to the Seventh Heaven, but how did they know that her cultivation was plundered by Yun Feifei overnight.

This sister, whom she once regarded as her closest sister, betrayed herself mercilessly.

When she needed comfort and help the most, not only did she not give her warmth, but she stabbed her coldly and ruthlessly in the heart, kicked herself into the quagmire, and could not get up again.

Lin Cangxue still remembered that after Xiuwei was plundered, she learned the snow drifting world that she couldn't comprehend before no matter how she cultivated, in the time of half a pillar of incense.

Everyone in this Drifting Snow Palace wants to be successful in cultivating, but they need to pay a great price for the ground-level martial arts.

......

Out of Lin Cangxue's small courtyard, Lin Huang still suppressed a resentful aura in his heart, as if a big stone was pressed in his heart, making him breathless.

He never thought that Lin Cangxue would have such an experience.

How many sad tears are buried under this weak-looking body.

That's the former legend of Dongling!

And all this started because of his misdeeds at the beginning.

And even if he arrived at the Drifting Snow Palace, he still lived under the protection of Lin Cangxue. This woman, who obviously suppressed countless grievances in her heart, looked at herself with a smile on her face every day, and suppressed all her sorrows.

All this because he is her younger brother.

"Perhaps, I'm still too gentle with myself", Lin Huang clenched his fists along the way, and the grievances in his heart were like a sea of anger, difficult to vent.

"Get out!"

Lin Huang suddenly paused and scolded suddenly.

In less than a few breaths, a leisurely purple figure appeared behind Lin Huang, looking at Lin Huang's cold expression, revealing a smile:

"Tsk...... I can actually find me, but I have some strength. But it's useless to have a loud voice, and my son doesn't eat this."

Lin Huang's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the purple-clothed young man not far in front of him was the purple figure he had found outside Lin Cangxue's small courtyard before.

He doesn't look handsome, but he has a bit of a white-faced taste.

"Just now you went to find Miss Qing'er to find Lin Cangxue", the purple-clothed young man asked coldly, his slender ten fingers kept turning cross, and a powerful aura quietly emanated out, rushing towards Lin Huang.

Lin Huang's face was as pale as ice, "What does it have to do with you?"

The young man in purple smiled leisurely, but his smile was full of murderous intent, "If you are looking for Lin Cangxue, you will have nothing, but if you are looking for Miss Qing'er, you have to ask me Song Chaoyang first!"

"Song Chaoyang?!"

Lin Huang's eyes condensed slightly, and the corners of his mouth gradually cracked into a smile, "What a flower messenger, but your threat has no effect on me."

Song Chaoyang's breath stagnated, and then he smiled dumbly, "I really don't know, what qualifications do you, a kid who has just stepped into the realm of Earth Yuan, have to be so arrogant in front of me." Well, I'll teach you a lesson and let you remember the three words Song Chaoyang."

As he spoke, Song Chaoyang had already stretched out his slender ten fingers and tore towards the forest barren.

At this moment, Lin Huang's complexion suddenly changed, not because of Song Chaoyang's fighting. Instead, the Heavenly Shura Martial Soul in his Xuanhai trembled slightly, and an inexplicable familiar feeling hit his heart.

This feeling is exactly the same as the feeling of being targeted by the blood crow's pupil in the first place!

The feeling of being targeted all over his body made Lin Huang feel cold, it was an extremely dangerous aura, and the hairs on his body stood up.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Huang's palm slashed directly across the ring, and a faint black light instantly swept out, and when the smile on Song Chaoyang's face had not fully bloomed, he slapped it directly.

Without the slightest struggle, Song Chaoyang passed out directly, his chest collapsed directly, and blood gushed out.

"Don't you dare to come out with your head and tail hidden, Blood Crow Pupil!"

The array puppet guarded his body, Lin Huang's eyes were vigilant, staring at the air in front of him, but the dangerous aura in his heart was getting stronger and stronger.

It wasn't until half a quarter of an hour later that a figure wrapped in a black robe appeared not far away, and a hoarse and silent voice came from under the black mask:

"Hand over the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers, the old man will spare you from death!"

"Huh...... It's okay to want it, but it's up to you," Lin Huang said coldly as he leaned on the puppet, he didn't care about the origin of the black-robed man.

Since he has covered himself so tightly, it is in vain to ask himself.

If you dare to appear in the Drifting Snow Palace so blatantly, you must be a person from the Drifting Snow Palace. And looking at his eyes, it seems that he has never been afraid of his own puppet, so the identity of the Drifting Snow Palace must not be low.

At least there is the realm of the Heavenly Yuan Seven Heavens.

"It's really a thing that doesn't know whether to live or die, a broken iron shell also wants to threaten the old man", under the black robe, a pair of confused eyes flashed, looking at the cold puppet beside Lin Huang, but he was a little hesitant. He is not afraid of the puppet, but if he makes a noise, the consequences will not be small.

Obviously, Lin Huang also grasped this, and without waiting for the black-robed man to ponder, the puppet beside Lin Huang suddenly moved and blasted towards the black-robed man.

The old man's face under the black mask changed, and then he was forced to fight with the puppet.

In the Ethereal Peak, two dark battle figures suddenly appeared, crisscrossing back and forth. The black-robed man's withered fist attacked the formation puppet, making a sonorous sound.

Lin Huang paced at the black-robed man who was resisting the formation, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he couldn't see any trace from the black-robed man's body.

No martial spirits were used.

No use of force was used.

Even in the battle, the mixed body is tightly wrapped, leaving no clues.

Together with the height, I'm afraid it's all fake.

In the field, Lin Huang looked leisurely, but the black-robed man became more and more anxious in his heart, this puppet was under the control of Lin Huang, not fighting with himself, but he couldn't get rid of it, and it would inevitably be exposed after a long time.

Sure enough, less than a moment after the black-robed man fought with the array puppet, a powerful aura rose from the other side of the Ethereal Peak, heading towards this place.

"Boy, how about we make a deal?"

The black-robed man spoke as he wrestled with the formation puppet.

Lin Huangsen said coldly, "I don't have any deal with you at all, since you dare to fight the news of the mountains and rivers ancient scrolls, you need to pay the corresponding price."

"Tut-tut...... What a little guy who doesn't eat oil and salt!"

In the field, the black-robed man smiled coldly, looking at Lin Huang with a playful look in his eyes, and then a sentence came out slowly, which made Lin Huang's heart tremble:

"Don't you just want to know, who abolished Lin Cangxue's martial soul in the first place?"

(End of chapter)