The cold winter has made the already cold East Pole even worse, and although this situation is unbearable for ordinary people, the people in the Fog Hidden Mountain Villa have become accustomed to this kind of life. Among the mountains, the East Pole Jedi "Ethereal Peak" is towering and dangerous. At this moment, the Fog Hidden Mountain Villa under the Ethereal Peak is still standing proudly, making people dare not make it easy.

Hundreds of years ago, Cheng Wuwu's Xuanzu was born out of thin air, and with his own strength, he shook the East Pole and respected the Ethereal Peak. At that time, the ancestors of the Cheng family devoted themselves to martial arts, and had no intention of competing with other sects in the Qianyuan Continent, because the Cheng family had always been dormant in the East Pole region.

After hundreds of years of development, Wuyin Mountain Villa has a place on the Qianyuan Continent, and the Cheng family seems to have formed a huge martial arts family. The main hall of Wuyin Villa is the place where the owners of the previous generations lived, holding all the core secrets of the entire villa, the east courtyard is the place where the relatives live, the back mountain is the place where the children of the family practice retreat, and it is the holy place for the elite children of the Cheng family to improve their skills, and the most important place where the family classics and ancestral spirit cards are stored are between the main hall and the east courtyard, guarded by the masters in the family day and night;

At this moment, a figure under the Ethereal Peak is getting closer and closer, and the two guards standing on both sides of the gate of the Fog Hidden Mountain Villa suddenly raised their spirits, their sharp eyes looked at the approaching person vigilantly, and intuitively they could perceive that the person who came must be a master, and the two did not dare to be careless, but when they saw the appearance of the person, they couldn't help but be surprised, and the two hurriedly saluted: "See the owner." ”

Cheng Wuwu's figure stabilized, and he nodded slightly, seeing that there was more anxiety in the expression on his face, and less of the majesty and calmness of the past. Cheng Wuwu didn't stop at all, he walked straight through the front hall and hurried towards the main hall of the Wuyin Mountain Villa, because Ling Yuhan's aura in his arms was getting weaker and weaker.

At this time, in the main hall, a person is directing the servants to clean up in the main hall, he is about seventy, wearing a light white clean robe, with long gray hair, although his body is a little rickety, but occasionally a fine light flashes in his eyes, this person is the old housekeeper Cheng Zhuoran of Wuyin Villa.

Cheng Zhuoran felt a little lost in his heart, a few days ago Cheng Feng took the two little sons to Zhongzhou, the owner and his wife said that he had something important to go out for a few days, Nuoda Villa suddenly became a lot deserted, Cheng Zhuoran muttered softly: "It's been a few days, and I don't know what happened to the two of them?"

"Hehe, old housekeeper, don't worry about your family, the two sons are going to the Medicine King Valley, and there must be no much difference between going there and at home. The two little girls who were cleaning the room smiled softly, the old housekeeper was usually kind and kind to everyone, so they were not afraid of anything.

"You two little girls know something, and I don't know if they can eat over there. Cheng Zhuoran laughed and said to the two maids, he watched Cheng Bufan grow up with Cheng Buji, for him, the two sons are like his grandsons, and he will inevitably be a little worried.

Cheng Zhuoran wanted to say something more, but suddenly his back straightened, waiting for an opportunity like a cheetah, and shouted: "Who dares to trespass into the main hall of Wuyin Mountain Villa?"

"Ranber, it's me. Cheng Wuwu was eager to save his wife, and used enough strength to pass through the front hall, this kind of momentum made Cheng Zhuoran feel shocked, and who dared to trespass into the villa.

Cheng Zhuoran listened to the voice of the owner, his breath disappeared in an instant, and he returned to the appearance of an old dragon clock, he was about to ask Cheng Wuwu why he was in such a hurry in the villa, but suddenly saw Ling Yuhan in Cheng Wuwu's arms, how could he not see that something was wrong at this moment with his eyesight, Cheng Zhuoran couldn't care about saluting, he rushed forward with an arrow step, and put his right hand on Ling Yuhan's pulse, and couldn't help but be shocked: "The pulse is intermittent, intermittent, and the internal force is disordered, how can Madame be so seriously injured? Who dares to do such a vicious hand?" ”

Cheng Wuwu's handsome face was like a knife, his expression was very serious, a complicated expression flashed on his face, he sighed, and then said in a deep voice: "Uncle Ran, now is not the time to talk about this, hurry up and follow me to the secret room. ”

Cheng Zhuoran was shocked in his heart, and when he saw this situation, he didn't say more, and hurriedly went to the secret room with Cheng Wuwu, completely ignoring the two dumbfounded maids.

In the secret room of the main hall, Cheng Wuwu placed Ling Yuhan on the Xuan Ice bed, this Xuan Ice was obtained by the ancestors of the Cheng family from the top of the ethereal peak, it was really a strange treasure, practicing on it can not only increase the strength, but also have the effect of delaying the vitality in the body. Ling Yuhan had reached a very critical juncture at this moment, the true qi in his body was basically washed away, and the medicine couldn't play a big role at all, so he could only use Xuan Bing to maintain a glimmer of life at this moment.

"Owner, what is going on? Who is it that hurt Mrs. to such an extent?" Cheng Zhuoran was angry, more puzzled, not to mention that Ling Yuhan's own skills were extremely high, in this Eastern Pole, who else could injure Ling Yuhan under Cheng Wuwu's nose.

Cheng Wuwu smiled bitterly, facing the old housekeeper at this moment, he didn't know how to speak, adjusted his breathing, how much time was left for himself? Before he ran out of oil, he must arrange a few major events, otherwise, the Fog Hidden Mountain Villa might be destroyed in his own hands.

"Uncle Ran, it's a long story at this time, I met Ouyang Hai, the blood judge of the Netherworld Sect, on the edge of the Broken Intestine Cliff, and the Netherworld Twin Evils. Cheng Wuwu gently stroked Ling Yuhan's cheek with her hand, and at this moment she seemed to be asleep.

"What?Netherworld Sect?Blood Judge Ouyang Hai?How could they appear in the East Pole Region?" The muscles on Cheng Zhuoran's face were trembling, and the pupils of his eyes were constricted like needles, revealing a very sharp light, "Netherworld Sect, these miscellaneous people, I have lived in the East Pole for a long time in the Fog Hidden Mountain Villa, although I don't walk around the Qianyuan Continent much, but I won't let people bully me. ”

"Hey, maybe I'm worry-free after all, I don't have a chance with the strange treasure, I knew that I had to pay such a price, so I don't want this thing. Cheng Wuwu's heart was full of bitterness, his hand reached into Ling Yuhan's arms, and took out a quaint, broken corner of the small wooden box, the surface of the box was full of scratches, as if there were some handwriting.

But such a seemingly inconspicuous small box that will collapse at any time makes a master like Cheng Wuwu helpless.

Cheng Zhuoran didn't know the reason for this, and he didn't know that Cheng Wuwu and Ling Yuhan didn't get such a thing and almost lost their lives at the bottom of the cliff, he didn't have the heart to think about it, he was just worried about Ling Yuhan's injury: "Zhuang Master, is Ouyang Hai and the Netherworld's martial arts so high? ”

"Ouyang Hai is indeed a first-class master, and the Netherworld Twin Evils are nothing, this time it was indeed my carelessness, and I fell for Ouyang Hai's 'Netherworld Blood Poison'. Cheng Wuwu's face was very ugly, if it wasn't for his carelessness, how could he have fallen into Ouyang Hai's poison, otherwise, how could he let Ling Yuhan fall into such a field.

"What?!'Netherworld Blood Poison'?" Cheng Zhuoran muttered and repeated, and suddenly his eyes widened, this kind of yin and poisonous thing is the Netherworld Sect's housekeeping skills, and in the face of Ouyang Hai, Cheng Zhuoran lost his temper again, he didn't care about Cheng Wuwu's objections, and still stretched out his hand to grab Cheng Wuwu.

"Strange, it is said that people who have been hit by the 'Nether Blood Poison' will be weak, the poison will dissolve in the blood, and there is no cure. But now the owner's pulse is strong and vigorous, and it doesn't look like he has been poisoned. Even if the owner of the village is profound, it is not without a little sign. Cheng Zhuoran frowned deeply, he was also a first-class master, and he would not detect mistakes, so he turned his gaze to Cheng Wuwu, as if to ask what was going on?

"Uncle Ran, you don't have to investigate anymore, I have already taken the 'Beauty Death'" Cheng Wuwu gently broke free of Cheng Zhuoran's hands, as if to say something that had nothing to do with him.

"How could it be, how could it be, how could this be?!" Cheng Zhuoran was like a thunderbolt, how could he not know that there was such a thing as a beauty, once he took it, he would never be able to return to heaven after three days.