Frozen forest, when you hear the name, it is a cold feeling.

It is far to the right outside the Northern Regions, and Mu Wen has not seen it after more than ten days of long journeys, and he is still circling in various towns and villages in the Northern Regions. It's not that I like to walk with my feet, and there are not a few strong people in the huge Northern Regions who are full of Spirit Emperors, so flying in the sky with a swagger may cause some unnecessary trouble.

Taro Town.

In the snowy winter, the temperature in the town is surprisingly cold, but there are no snowflakes falling in the sky, and there is no rain for several days.

The faces of the pedestrians on the street were dry and red, and they were torn by the north wind, and some blood was faintly spilling from their flesh.

Mu Wen looked at the map and muttered, "Keep going at this pace, and you will be able to reach the Frozen Forest in three days." ”

"It's too slow, just fly over. In her mind, Nangong Xue said disapprehantly.

She's not afraid that anyone will get in the way.

He also said: "Aunt Xue is also a powerhouse in the Spirit Emperor realm, even if there is only a soul left now, it is not something that ordinary people can match." ”

"Then listen to you. ”

Mu Wen also felt that he was too much to consider, nodded, and looked at an inn: "I'll leave when I'm full." By the way, Aunt Xue, you don't have to eat or drink, won't you be tired?"

"I just need to sleep to replenish my energy. She replied.

After answering like this, Mu Wen's feet stepped into the inn, and the little second who ran to the hall greeted him with a waist and said, "This guest officer, are you staying overnight or dining?"

Muwen asked him to order some light food, and chose a corner to sit down.

While waiting, you can often see some strong men coming in and out in groups, holding swords and hammers, with fierce faces, and often taking a habitual foul mouth in three sentences.

They were mercenaries licking blood on the tips of their knives.

"What a fucking bad luck, I almost died at the hands of those people. A group of dusty mercenaries came to the table behind him, and a tea-bearded man drank a pot of wine and said, "Damn it, you can't let people live for a living."

Mu Wen looked at it, and another person with a Chinese character face spoke, looking at his expression with palpitations: "Yes, if we hadn't flashed fast, I'm afraid that we would all be dead now." Fortunately, it wasn't affected by the fighting of those guys. ”

"Today we are fateful, tomorrow what, what about the day after tomorrow!" The tea-bearded man put the wine jug on the table heavily, and roared with a red face: "What are the Douling Hall and the Rakshasa Sect thinking, where is it not combative, but they are fighting at the entrance of this frozen forest." How can we mercenaries get in like this? ”

Hearing this, Mu Wen, who was originally just listening to the play, cheered up, and asked Nangong Xue in his mind, "Aunt Xue, what's going on?"

"Has the contradiction between the Rakshasa Sect and the Douling Hall reached this level? Nangong Xue sighed and replied: "I had conflicts with the Douling Hall when I was in power, but they were all in private. Nothing as serious as this has ever happened. ”

Mu Wen pondered this, a little curious: "What are the interests of the two?"

"Nope. ”

Nangong Xue first vetoed, and the next words were a little meaningful.

Listening to her explanation, Mu Wen understood the ins and outs.

It turns out that the Rakshasa Sect has gone through ups and downs since its establishment thousands of years ago, and in terms of qualifications, it is definitely the oldest generation in the Northern Regions. Even if you look at the whole continent, there is a name and a status. It's just that the pattern of all this has changed dramatically since Nangong Xue sat on the position of sect master.

In order to take revenge on Father Muwen and destroy the Sword Servant Sect, she tried to develop the Rakshasa Sect into a huge force and attacked it after ascending to the throne. Soon after, the Sword Servant Sect was destroyed by the Douling Palace, and it stands to reason that Nangong Xue should be happy, and there is no goal when the big feud falls, but in fact, she has intensified her power.

Immediately afterwards, the Rakshasa Sect, under the leadership of Nangong Xue, inexplicably opposed the Douling Palace.

Nangong Xue said that she just couldn't get used to the Douling Palace, and her enemies should be executed by herself, so the anger that she couldn't vent was transferred to the Douling Palace.

When Mu Wen heard this, he felt that this was not the case, but he did not dare to say it.

Generally speaking, the battle between the Rakshasa Sect and the Douling Hall hit it off, and the latter was also very willing to make a move.

There are two reasons, one is that in the years when Nangong Xue was the sect master, in order to expand his power, he did not receive less miscellaneous personnel, and he did even more heinous evil deeds. And the Douling Hall has always regarded itself as upholding justice, not only killing swordsmen, but also hunting down and punishing those evildoers who endanger the mainland. With such a bone in front of it, can it not gnaw on it?

Second, the main hall of the Douling Hall is in the Holy Mountain, even if the power is great, but after it is distributed throughout the eastern, central and western continents, it will be reduced. It is impossible for it to encounter everything by the people of the main hall, and the personnel of the branch hall will handle everything that happens, unless the branch hall in that place is all wiped out.

The Northern Regions are so big, naturally there are also sub-halls where the Dou Ling Hall is stationed, and even an elite sub-hall.

However, who are the people in the Northern Regions, just an elite branch hall is helpless. At this time, the clever ones set their sights on the Rakshasa Sect and implemented a correct but difficult strategic method: if they want to subdue a group of evil people, they must defeat the evil leader of this group of guys!

So after Nangong Xue's first provocation, the Douling Branch immediately pointed the finger at the Rakshasa Sect. To put it bluntly, instead of running around in the Northern Regions to fight some small forces, it will only make more villains join the Rakshasa Sect because they are afraid of the Fighting Spirit Palace, but it will make the latter stronger.

So, why not annihilate the Rakshasa Sect in one fell swoop, and wait for this ruthless character to fall, and then fight other major sects in the future.

In the inn, Mu Wen listened to the conversation of those mercenary men again, and learned that the new sect master, Xianhua Butterfly, was even more powerful, and his temper was better than that of Aunt Xue, who was not the hall master of the Northern Regions Douling Branch.

How cold and arrogant she is, she doesn't bother to fight with her, and I won't attack if you don't attack.

If you do it, wait for death!

is also the same, the stinky stall left by Nangong Xue when she was the sect master was finally completely lifted after the fairy flower butterfly was in place. Not long ago, the Dou Ling Branch Hall only made a small attack, and the Rakshasa Sect turned around and gave the other party a heavy blow, and the war started all of a sudden.

It was not fought at the door of the Rakshasa Sect, nor in front of the Dou Ling Branch, but in the middle of a circle along the periphery of the Frozen Forest.

It really hurts these mercenary groups who make a living by hunting magical beasts.

"Gollum. ”

Mu Wen took a sip of water, ate side dishes, and asked Nangong Xue with a thought, "Aunt Xue." Then who do you say is more powerful between the current Rakshasa Sect and the Dou Ling Branch?"

"Although that slut won by sneaking up on me, his strength is not much worse than mine. However, during the civil strife, a large number of elites died in the sect, and the power of the Rakshasa Sect was greatly reduced. Nangong Xue replied.

Listening to Nangong Xue's analysis, a roar sounded outside the inn.

With the sound of many people falling inside, knocking over the tables and chairs, and suddenly full of mess.

Mu Wen could see clearly that it was a group of Rakshasa Sect people who were just about to enter the inn and settle down, when a large number of ambushers appeared behind him and attacked suddenly. After the dust cleared, he fixed his eyes on the sneak attacker at the door, and the badge hanging on his chest was the unique badge of the Douling Palace.

The badge is engraved with the words Northern Regions, and it is the person from the Northern Regions Douling Branch.

"Ahh

The diners, who were still talking loudly, were frightened and hid to the side.

Unfortunately, there was no time for the Rakshasa Sect people to wipe their blood and get up and look back at the angry attack, and in an instant, the violent Yuan Spirit fluctuations of the two sides shattered the internal organs of those who were close to the diners.

Mu Wen was not affected much in the corner, and when he glanced at it, he saw that the mercenary men were all dead on the ground.

I can't help but sigh that this tea-bearded man's mouth is really stinky, saying that he can't hide from today but tomorrow, but he died in the afternoon after avoiding the morning.

The inn collapsed, and the rubble and bricks poured down like a torrential rain.

Mu Wen picked up a vegetable bun, gnawed and squatted back, watching the two sides fight fiercely while eating. They are all enemies and enemies, their eyes are bloodshot, and they don't have a word of dialogue from beginning to end, and spreading their hands is a vicious killing move.

"Drink!"

A Dou Ling Hall practitioner was holding a large horse saber and slashed at Mu Wen with a yellow light flashing in front of his eyes.

It is the breath of the late stage of the Spirit King.

Mu Wen sneered, he didn't go to provoke the place, but this guy ran to beg for death. Clenched his fist, and suddenly Mu Yuanling in the air frantically gathered into his fist, and punched straight out with the power of Nangong Xue.

Poof, the fist smashed into the saber and easily passed through the opponent's chest socket.

Blood dripping hotly.

Those eyes, to death, are incredible. He was just red-eyed because he killed, and he killed someone who was not his own, but he didn't expect this weak young man to be so terrifying.

Mu Wen shook off his corpse, took a few steps forward, and reached out like a ghost to grab the arm of another Spirit Fighting Hall Person.

"Whoa. ”

Suddenly, there was green smoke rising from his arm, and his face was full of pain, but he couldn't even turn around, and the poison had invaded his heart and mind.

What is a thousand poisonous concubines, this title is not taken for nothing.

Nangong Xue is the attribute of Mu Yuan Ling, this is a gentle Yuan Spirit, but what she cultivates is the trick of using wood to create poison. According to Nangong Xue's proud words, when her body is still there, as long as she is willing, even a strand of hair can poison people to death.

At this moment, in less than four seconds, the man turned into a pool of blood in Mu Wen's hands.

All that was left of the hand was the corner of the tattered clothes.

"What's going on!" "At the end of the fierce battle, someone finally noticed the anomaly here.

When they saw that Mu Wen was the only one standing, they all gasped.

Because this person is not a person from the Rakshasa Sect or the Douling Palace.

And then, Mu Wen made the people of the Rakshasa Sect overjoyed with just one move, and the guys in the Dou Ling Branch Hall were as pale as earth.

Mu Wen attacked the Fighting Spirit Hall with an arrow.

"Shaft!" the leader shouted angrily and slapped his palm, instantly shocking him to vomit blood and retreat.

He looked at the blackened palms and exclaimed, "What a sinister boy. ”

Mu Wen took a few deep breaths in a row, feeling more comfortable, and the palms just now made him feel a little dizzy. Although Nangong Xue's strength stabilized the opponent, Mu Wen's body was too weak to withstand the battle of this realm.

"Be careful, he has the strength of a seventh-order Spirit Emperor. It's probably the protector in the Dou Ling Branch. Muwen's voice came to mind.

Mu Wen answered, intending to call the people of the Rakshasa Sect to go together, but he saw that their faces were happy and fanatical, which was indescribable in words.

Looking in that direction, there were women walking with curtains in the smoke and dust.

Dust, not on her.

The woman in charge only showed her face, and the Spirit Emperor powerhouse was full of heart and gall, his face was as white as paper, and he exclaimed, "Why is she here?" and turned around and ran.

His men fled for their lives in fear.

It was only in vain, and they were greeted by a colorful primordial spirit light.

The heavens and the earth shook.

However, there was no sound at all, and they fled quietly, and they were crushed by stones along the way.

"Aunt Xue. Mu Wen hurriedly chanted, but Nangong Xue disappeared in the deepest part.

When I looked up again, the woman in front of me was already walking towards here.

Boom.

boom

Knock knock

With each step she took closer, Muwen's heart beat several times more intensively.

"Welcome to the Sect Master!"

"Welcome to the Sect Master!"

"Welcome to the Sect Master!"

"Welcome to the Sect Master!"

"Welcome to the Sect Master!"

“”

All the people of this group of Rakshasa Sect knelt on the ground, prostrate in a posture, and offered the most pious awe to the woman at the head.

She didn't look at it from beginning to end, and walked straight to Mu Wen, who was about to suffocate his heartbeat. It was a scrutinizing gaze, cold and frosty, but Mu Wen didn't feel hostility in it, and he didn't know how to deal with it at once.

Or did she open her mouth first and asked, "Aren't you a sword squire?"

Mu Wen immediately flashed a spirit, and he was very happy, and he actually felt flattered. Yes, Xianhua Butterfly still remembers herself, and even remembers that she is a sword squire. I am not air in her eyes, and Muwen's nose is sour at this moment.

Immediately after, Mu Wen realized the meaning of her words, pondering that it must have been when she borrowed Aunt Xue's power to be aware of the Yuan Spirit Breath. He made up a lie and replied to her, "Ah me, I have the Thundering Sword of the Nine Phantom Sword Spirits in my body. Cultivated some medium skills that are very similar to the Yuan Ling moves. ”

After speaking, his eyes were scattered, and it was difficult to force himself to face her face to face.

Every part of Mu Wen's body tensed, and he kept comforting himself, thinking that she would not show her stuff if she had never seen the media technique. It's just that she still saw the fox suspicion in her eyes, and the next moment the woman said: "The medium skill of the Nine Ghost Sword Spirits is an interesting thing." You can make a few moves for this sect to see. ”

Muwen choked.

It's over, as long as you make a move, you will definitely be able to see the clues.

Before I knew it, I was wet with cold sweat.

"It's not too fast for you to do it!" the little slave behind her raised an eyebrow and shouted.

Mu Wen hesitated, trying to tear away the topic, and his eyes fell on the woman's wrist: "This bracelet is so beautiful, I seem to have had one like this before." ”

Indeed, the bracelet on the woman's wrist is very unique, with sandalwood knots and a faint and elegant fragrant wood smell.

She frowned and said, "Impossible. This bracelet was given to me by a friend when I was a child, and he said it was the only one in the world. One and only. ”

"Send, for you" Mu Wen's head suddenly became painful, covering his head and snorting, the memory hidden in the trance was about to surface.

The woman saw that Mu Wen's painful appearance was not pretending, so she lost interest in asking, and the little slave behind her squinted and muttered, "Stupid and nervous."

After muttering, he asked: "Sect Master, this guy of unknown origin can subdue the Thundering Sword, and the future should not be underestimated." How about killing him now?"

"Since he has been an enemy of the Douling Hall and helped the people in the sect, he is a friend of my Rakshasa Sect. ”

The woman shook her head, took out a fluffy token with her body temperature remaining in her sleeve, and handed it to Mu Wen's hand: "In the future, with this token, you can order the members of the outer sect of the Rakshasa Sect to obey the dispatch." Do not give away. ”

After the words fell, she stroked her skirt and turned away, her long silk hair fluttering in the wind.

She really walked away, all the people of the Rakshasa Sect left, and there were only a bunch of dead people left in this place except for Mu Wen.

After a long time, people gathered around the street, standing from afar and pointing at Mu Wen in fear.

Mu Wen was still stunned in place, his eyes were stupid, and Nangong Xue's voice in his mind only appeared again at this time: "What are you doing in a daze, still standing here and not moving." ”

"She's so beautiful," murmured Muven.

After a few seconds of silence, Nangong Xue snorted unhappily, gritted her teeth and scolded: "Stupid! Men don't have a good thing, even you are confused by the beauty of Lan Yan'er, a slut!"

Mu Wen's eyes shook suddenly, his pupils widened, and he slowly closed with a tired smile: "Sure enough, it's you, Lan Yan'er." ”

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