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Winter is cold and snowy

Like snow goose feathers, the dust is not stained. The silver wrap is embellished with the beauty of the Viscount of Maihal. The hunters, miners, and farmers who were busy day and night stopped their work and began to pack up their simple clothes. Under the fierce gaze of the Pegasus Divine Guards sent by Viscount McHal. The turbulent noise, gradually drifting away, leaving the heavy station that had been suppressed for nearly ten years.

Ten years of hard work have brought them extremely heavy exhaustion, but they can't hide the smile on their faces now. With that vampire damn a thousand times and ten thousand times, the old viscount of Mehattan returned to the West, and their dawn seemed to have a hope. Lo and behold, the young Viscount McHal, who had just taken office, directly issued a New Year's return order, which was a blissful and dizzying thing for many people who had not returned home for ten years.

This incident caused great dissatisfaction among Mehal's uncle, the old chief of Meharp, in the castle of Viscount Mehal. You must know that these dog things are good-sounding, they are some hunters, miners, farmers, etc., who work for Viscount Meh. If it is not good, they are lowly slaves, whose lives are not even as valuable as a young Pegasus.

But this is true, because they are subjects of the viscountdom, and for the high-level leaders of the viscount castle who control the viscountdom, even if these people die for 100,000, they will not feel distressed. Because as long as they give an order, no matter how reluctant they are, they will immediately be filled with 100,000, and these people are almost indistinguishable from slaves.

And once this lowly slave returned to his hometown, he lost a large fruit spirit stone jade that made Mehap's flesh ache. This was unbearable, and the old manager of Mehap, who got the news, immediately strode towards the study of the head of the house in Viscount Meha's fort, and the wind was like fire, bringing the sound of clothes breaking through the air.

"Bang!"

The door trembled violently, the door of the study was kicked open with an incomparably savage kick, and the old manager Mehamp's ugly face changed suddenly, and he stepped into the study with a calm and leisurely appearance. Picking up a few wisps of his goatee, his eyes narrowed slightly at the young man in black who was sitting at the table, quietly flipping through the books, this person was the only male and heir in the entire Viscount Meha, --- Mahal.

"Oh, it's Uncle McHap here, please take a seat. ”

As if noticing, Mehal looked up and smiled brightly. With old McHattan's face, Mahal's face is not handsome, but extremely ordinary and inconspicuous. But under that ordinary face, there is a pair of clear eyes that are as calm as water, and with the sunny smile, there is always a strange and palpitating cold air, which makes people chill.

"Hmph!" Mehap, who was startled in his heart, immediately let out a cold snort of dissatisfaction. His face gradually became ugly, his eyes were dissatisfied, and the goatee curled and roared: "Little Hal, are you crazy?

Looking at Mehap, who was blushing and his neck was almost roaring for the sake of the big fruit spirit stone jade, Mehar was not angry, but his face was not serious.

"Uncle Mehapp, be uneasy. McHal soothed, smiling, "I've checked the vaults in the fort. The viscount has been in charge for more than 1,200 years, and the heritage accumulated by nearly seven or eight generations of ancestors is still somewhat rich. Now the Viscount Fort is beginning to dismiss the offerings, guards, and garrisons, and there will be no expenses at all for a period of time in the future. Of course, Uncle McHap can go to the basement at any time to withdraw money if needed. ”

"What?"

Hearing Mehal's explanation, Mehap suddenly roared angrily, his eyes were staring at the boss, bloodshot, staring at Mehal who was smiling and moaning, and his whole body was even more faintly trembling. How could Mehal, who had been educated in a good family tradition, have such an unenterprising idea!

"What do you want to do, Maihal? Don't you know that what awaits the Viscount of Mehal is complete destruction?

"Enough!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a cold drink. Mehal got up suddenly, and on his slender and straight body, a billowing invisible and qualitative murderous aura suddenly burst out, spreading and raging. In an instant, in the study, it was like a cold ghost domain, and there seemed to be a terrible howl, undulating, terrifying murderous erosion, and the old manager of Mehap, who had experienced countless large and small scenes, changed color slightly.

"Uncle Meharp, I have my own definition of this, step aside. ”

In the expressionless words, the invisible murderous aura around Mehal rolled and surged at an extremely fast speed. Even if Mehapu was paying attention to the Great Fruit Spirit Stone Jade at this time, he knew that mentioning the old things had angered Mehal, and immediately a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he strode away and took the door of the study with him.

Just after Mehap went out, a fresh breeze blew in the study, and a figure stood in front of the door out of thin air. Looking at Mehal's gradually indifferent expression, he sighed slightly: "The old things are far away, and the things here are still explained slowly, Mehap will always understand, after all, he is also the elder of the Mehar family." ”

"I know. Mahal nodded, not surprised by the appearance out of thin air. It's just that his eyes are indifferent to the lights of the ten thousand families outside the fort, and his eyes are deep. With the plan that he Mehal is about to implement, the thousand-year peace of the entire Viscount of Mehal will be ruthlessly broken, and there will be no peace in the years to come. And now, it's just the calm before the storm.

"Two Ninefold Masters of the Divine Dao Refining Spirit Realm have been found around the Viscount Territory, and after subduing and planting the slave seal, they have passed down the Shentai Realm exercises, and they are now in retreat on the edge of the Demon Desolation. If the forecast is good, in the early spring of next year, before the plan is implemented, the Maiha family will have two more Divine Stage Realm Servants. The visitor continued, revealing a young and solemn face, looking at Mahal with awe in his eyes.

"Mu Lao, it's hard work. Mahal nodded, no sadness or joy in his eyes.

"It's an honor for me to work for my family. Mu Lao said, but a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Mahal, it will be once every twenty years, when the Nine Great Holy Sons of the Nine Holy Divine Palace are touring the world, with your cultivation, it is inevitable that you will be investigated and entered." But once you enter the Nine Holy Divine Palace"

"Nine Holy Divine Palace?"

A gleam flashed in Maihar's eyes, the Nine Holy Divine Palace is the only remaining cognition, it is the ruler of this vast continent world, and there are many peak Divine Dao powerhouses in it, and the Nine Holy Palace Lord is even the peak Divine Dao powerhouse of the Divine Marquis, suppressing the world, it is simply unrivaled in nine heavens and ten earths. And every twenty years, in the Nine Holy Palace, there are nine holy sons who tour the world, recruit talents, and screen countless talented disciples for the Nine Holy Divine Palace.

"Elder Mu rest assured, with my cultivation, I will not be selected by the Nine Holy Divine Palace. Mehal said calmly.

"It's good that I won't pick it. ”

Mu Lao nodded, not having any doubts about Mahal's words. The black-clothed young man in front of him looked like an ordinary viscount lord. Ke Mu Lao knew in his heart that since Mahal returned from the main clan Maiha two years ago, he had completely changed. He will no longer be like the seven or eight generations of his ancestors in 1,200 years, relying only on the strongest of the Viscount of Maiha, silently continuing the inheritance of the territorial title, unchanged.

The winter wind is cold and blowing.

Mu Lao retreated invisibly, and Mehal gradually withdrew his gaze in indifference. On his left arm, a strange blood-red light suddenly appeared at this time, flickering, a strange wriggling of the meridians on the surface of the body, as if it was a living thing, and gradually turned into a strange red vein, and the demon changed color, I don't know if it was the light reflection, or the plain color of the bunsen.

"Roar!"

Mahal suddenly let out a low roar like a beast, and with the burst of blood-red light, his face suddenly distorted and deformed, as hideous as a ghost, poignant and not human-like, and not at all like a human being. The terrifying and ferocious murderous aura around him was boiling and boiling, surging with a surging heart-palpitating invisible coldness, such a change was abrupt and rapid, just a blink of an eye.

"It's been two years, it's been two years, Bailong Daojun, I'm finally going to break the seal. Mahal's hideous face and blood-red light flashed on his arms, "Hahahaha, Bailong Daojun, for your own selfish desires, you slaughtered your father's Maiha clan and my maternal Sikong clan, but you will never know that I, Maihar, am still alive." Wait and wait, within a hundred years, the ant Mahal will definitely come to you in the White Dragon Dao Continent!!"

"Boom!Boom!!"

In the midst of Mahal's maniacal laughter, intricate lines suddenly appeared behind him, black hair dancing wildly, and blood red against the background. With the mysterious and mysterious lines, with its hideous roar, the blood red exploded, and the complex lines were violently twisted, and in the click, there seemed to be substance, and the complex lines exploded into countless crystalline powders in an instant.

"Boom!"

Mahal's body shook violently, his robe swayed, and a momentum of a long-lost immortal powerhouse swept in all directions, and the books in the room were violently flipped violently, not strong but really appeared. Mahal's eyes erupted with an unprecedented monstrous essence, and the blood-red glow against the shock paused slightly, but the wriggling meridians on his arm were changing and wriggling.

"Kill!!!Kill!!"

A voice full of monstrous killing intent echoed alternately, coming out of the wriggling meridians of the arm, there were men and women, old and young, each voice flashed out, escaping with the terrifying cold killing intent that made countless creatures tremble, the killing intent was strong, just the sound came out, as if it wanted to destroy the world and destroy the earth, the evil qi surged, Mehal even breathed slightly stagnant, depressed and heavy, and in an instant, under the instigation of the killing intent, he also came out crazy and desperate, destroying the raging killing intent of the world.

"It's me. ”

But, suddenly. Mehal smiled and muttered, his sunny smile instantly restored. glanced at the red and dim arms as he regained consciousness, and smiled richly. Soon, the blood-red light on the left arm gradually faded, the wriggling disappeared, and a small sword mark appeared on the left arm, as if this sword mark was the source of the change just now.

"This mark has appeared on me since the incident of that year. Melhal smiled, his eyes contemplative, "But any method to get rid of it is useless, but it can be slightly urged, and it has a destructive effect on the White Dragon Dao Monarch's forbidden technique." But now that the seal has been broken, this ordinary mark has become so terrifying. ”

"If it weren't for the fact that after the incident, my mind and personality were split into two, I'm afraid, I would really have completely fallen into it. The suspicion in Mahal's eyes converged, this mark was strange and unpredictable, and it could not be removed at all with current means, but fortunately, it did not damage Maihal at all, but helped break the ban of the White Dragon Dao Monarch and restore the strength of the Divine Dao Refining Sixfold.