Calculate the cold front

"It's in my blood. Pen%Fun%Pavilion www.biquge.info" Leng Feng let out a long roar.

The eyes are delighted and extraordinarily bright. Blood is really a bit of a long time for Leng Feng, although the golden body liquid is precious, it is also the spiritual fluid that cultivators look up to, but for Leng Feng it is not his own blood after all.

There was another long howl, spread throughout the entire mountain forest, the joy was very clear, after the long howl, the blood of the collapsed clouds rushed straight to the sky, and the bright red color was comparable to the morning sun at this time.

But Leng Feng didn't know that his actions at this moment made many strong people fall into the turmoil again.

This is a woman, wearing a white robe, her face is captivating, her ice muscles and snow skin, slowly controlling the sky under the morning sun, if she can stop, it is really a superb scene in the world, this woman looks more than twenty, but the temperament she exudes is not the slightest green.

Suddenly, the woman's figure froze and looked into the distance.

"That's the land of the sect, could it be that something happened to my father. ”

This girl is Xu Hui, Leng Feng's biological mother, and the shock of her heart made Xu Hui mistakenly think that something had happened to Yuxizi, who was far away in the sect. Immediately, the figure rotated, sacrificed the spirit boat, and headed towards the cold house.

It is an ancient altar with thousands of names inscribed on it, and on the top of the altar are three words larger than all the lists.

Leng Lingtian.

The originator of the Leng clan, Leng Lingtian, was a monk who achieved the position of the king of heaven, and he was the ancestor of the entire Leng world. If it weren't for Leng Lingtian to change his veins against the sky, I'm afraid that it would be someone else who was in charge of the cold domain at this time.

The rosters on the altar were bright and dark, and if you looked closely, you could see the names of all the Leng Shi families, but the brightest one at this time was Leng Ao's name.

His cultivation talent surprised all his peers in the cold world, and even the people of the Leng clan in the previous generation were beyond his reach.

At the age of twenty, he stepped into the realm of breaking the Dao, at the age of thirty, he took over the position of the patriarch of the Leng clan with unspeakable cultivation, and when he worshipped his ancestors at the age of thirty-five, he was inherited by Ling Tian's ancestor in another life, and a year later he was placed in the Mingzun realm, and he was another Tianjiao second only to Duan Xuewu.

Suddenly, above the altar, a bloody light rose into the sky, piercing the sky, causing the entire altar to shake.

This change, the two old men on the side of the altar suddenly opened their eyes, their faces were shocked, and they immediately made a move to stabilize the altar, and the two looked at each other, their eyes were full of horror.

Suddenly, the one that rushed into the sky fell suddenly, and it was submerged into a roster under the list of cold arrogance, and in an instant, two cold handwriting slowly appeared, and in the moment the handwriting appeared, a strong bright color appeared in an instant, shining brightly, no less than the light emitted by cold arrogance.

At this scene, the two old men were surprised, such a vision, even if they had been guarding it for thousands of years, they didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.

Facing the light, the spiritual eye was cast, and after breaking into the light, the faint two words could barely be analyzed.

"Cold front. ”

The voice of the old man who had cast his spiritual vision was not very loud, but it was very clear.

And the old man on the side suddenly thought of the whole incident that shook the Eastern Wilderness seventeen years ago. It was also the whole incident that caused a sensation in the Cold Domain, that is, the son of the current patriarch was stolen by the Eastern Wilderness thieves.

For a moment, the old man was pleasantly surprised, looking at the light that had just appeared, and the joy on his face became even stronger.

The place under the cold arrogance has been idle, and the change at this moment must be the son of the wandering patriarch, who inspired his own bloodline, and the strong light must be a powerful man.

"The children of the Leng clan are all proud of their peers. ”

The old man who had cast his spiritual vision let out a loud laugh, and he thought about it at this moment. In the future, there will be a junior named Leng Feng in the Leng clan, and he is also a monk who is shoulder to shoulder with his father.

"You are guarding here, and I will inform the patriarch. As soon as the words fell, only the old man who had cast his spiritual vision was left here.

Lengfu, a mansion of Noda, this is a palace established by the Leng clan in the cold region.

"What, my son is still alive. ”

At this moment, Leng arrogantly stood up excitedly, his hands trembled constantly, and the joy in his eyes was very full.

How many times, he has warned himself that his son has passed away, even if he doesn't believe it, but he knows very well the methods of the Eastern Wilderness Thieves, and he has also imagined that the Eastern Wilderness Thieves will show mercy, and even more fantasized, the reunion with his son. But these have been broken countless times by themselves in the past years.

Until three years ago, when the shemale agreement collapsed, he gave himself hope, and at that moment, Leng Ao's heart that had been burning for a long time was ignited by it again, and he broke into the wolf clan alone, challenging the wolves alone, and even if he returned with serious injuries, he also cut off one of the wolf Qing's arms.

But in the days that followed, Leng Ao was gloomy again, thinking that his son would be found, but there was still no news, but Leng Ao did not go to find the trouble.

Sometimes, being deceived is also an inexplicable happiness, at least until you know the result, you are happy.

"Patriarch, you better come with me to the ancestral altar. The old man said happily, his words could no longer be expressed clearly at this moment.

"Good. ”

Leng Ao responded, and immediately disappeared here, leaving only the old man alone.

As soon as Leng Ao left, Xu Hui arrived in an instant, and the color of his demeanor poured in, looking at the old man in the hall, and immediately asked.

"Where did Leng Ao go? ”

"Patriarch, he's back to his ancestral land, and the master mother ・・・・・・"

"Hmph, he's got a lot going on. Without waiting for the old man to finish, Xu Hui immediately interrupted, and then disappeared from here.

disappointed, completely disappointed, she regretted why she chose to marry Leng Ao in the first place, tears rolled in her eyes, and her heart was completely cold.

"You're never there for me every time I need you. ”

It was a hoarse voice, and the tears in his eyes could no longer be held back, sliding down his cheeks. Frustrated, he had been disappointed in him countless times before, but he didn't give up, but this time, Xu Hui chose to give up.

Looking at the figure of Xu Hui leaving, the old man smiled bitterly, he knew very well that this was the debt owed by the Leng clan, but the news was called out before, but it was interrupted by Xu Hui.

"Perhaps, letting the patriarch surprise her can alleviate the irreparable debt. ”

On the side of the altar, Leng Ao's face was excited, looking at the bright light, the surprise and excitement in his eyes were even more difficult to suppress.

Even if he is arrogant himself, he can't remember how long he hasn't been so excited.

"Cold front. His lips trembled, and he read excitedly.

"My son is still alive. ”

"My son is still alive~~"

The last loud cry of cold arrogance regardless of identity resounded throughout the altar land.

And even if he was agitated and arrogant, he still calmed down at this moment, did not spread the news, but strongly suppressed it, he knew very well that he had a lot of enemies.

On this day, a piece of news reached the Eastern Wilderness, and the patriarch of the Leng clan was arrogant and left the cold domain. You must know that the Eastern Wilderness is a mess at this time, and the demon domain at the junction with the Leng clan is fighting with the Leng Domain monks, if it is not for an emergency. How can the Lord of a Domain leave easily?

And this time, Leng Ao can't care about so much, he has missed too much, this time, even if the cold domain collapses, he will also get news of his son.

Alliances.

This is a noisy bazaar, an old man in a yellow robe, a lot of cumbersome spiritual patterns on the yellow robe, the old man in the yellow robe has a bell in one hand, a flagpole in the other, wandering in the streets and alleys of the bazaar, the bell is dangling, and the mouth keeps shouting.

"Fortune telling, looking at physiognomy, measuring marriage. ”

In this way, I walked two streets, as if I was tired, leaning against the corner of the wall.

"Do the math for me. ”

This is a young man, although his cultivation is restrained, there is still a trace of spiritual energy overflowing.

Looking at the man in front of him, the old man in the yellow robe suddenly got up, his face was a little stiff, it was a look of indebtedness, and his eyes revealed the meaning of evasion.

This man is the lord of the cold domain, cold and arrogant, and the old man in front of him is the lord of the alliance domain, and he is gone.

The bustling bazaar, noisy, but silent for the two, eyes facing each other, without a word. I'm afraid no one would have imagined that two powerful figures would meet in a mortal bazaar.

After a long time, Luo Du laughed slowly.

"Lord of the Cold Domain, if you have something to say, as long as you need me to do everything, I will do my best. ”

This is a debt to Leng Ao, maybe others don't know how much Leng Ao has to pay, but Luo Duan is very clear, a wolf leg is enough to make Luo Duan owe a great favor.

"Count me in. ”

Leng Ao is still indifferent, just like his name, cold and arrogant.

"Cold Domain Lord, I ・・・・・・ before" Luo Du showed a bitter color, it was precisely because of this that he had calculated more than once before this, but the result was always extremely helpless, without the slightest clue.

Moreover, the meaning of the end is also very clear, perhaps, your son has long passed away, I really can't count.

Hearing the words, Leng Ao could hear what he meant, but he didn't pay attention to it.

"He's still alive, his name is Leng Feng. ”

didn't explain too much, just said seven words, but these seven words made the side fall, his eyes were solemn, he knew that Leng Ao would not look for himself for no reason, since he found it, he must have gotten the exact news.

The two disappeared and reappeared in a dark cave.

With a wave of his arm, a series of light curtains appeared above the cave, and the light curtains rose coherently, forming an extraordinary formation in less than a tea time.

As soon as the formation of the formation was formed, it was constantly pinched and pinched, and his hands were sealed, and with a sudden wave, two blazing white rays disappeared into the formation along the tendons and veins that fell.

The moment the formation entered the white mang, it suddenly paused, and then it moved violently, and it became faster and faster.

And the fall on the side, sweat overflowed from his forehead at this moment. To know that he is already an unspeakable cultivation at this moment, it can be seen how this formation is against the sky.

It's tea time again.

Luo Duan suddenly opened his eyes, and if he looked at Luo Du's eyes at this time, he would definitely find a desolate scenery.

Suddenly, he closed his eyes again and said two words in a low voice.

"Suzerain. ”