Mu Qingluan told Miao Shanben again. In fact, there is no more information, and Ye Shubai only confirmed it once.

Love matters aside, the current season, the two sides on the battlefield are also in a stalemate stage, in fact, to a certain extent, in the cold winter, the soldiers are in a state of nothing to do. Anyway, both sides have a strong and clear attitude, and they survived in the cold winter.

Yun Yejun also has an approving attitude towards saving people, not to mention that he likes Mu Qingluan, even if he doesn't like it, since the other party is Ye Shubai's old friend, he will not object to Ye Shubai saving people. But Ye Shubai was a little worried, after all, he was the prince's personal guard, and if someone assassinated the prince during the time he left the barracks, it would also be something that had to be considered.

The two discussed for a while, and Ye Shubai finally agreed to leave the barracks and go to the territory of the elf clan to rescue Miao Shanben. Mu Qingluan was left in the barracks by Yun Yejun to recuperate due to her weak body, and in order not to be noticed, she dressed up as a pro-soldier.

There are also three thousand miles from Yunshan Prefecture to Shuiyue Cave Heavenly City, the capital of the elf clan, in this cold winter season, Ye Shubai sometimes thinks about how Mu Qingluan overcame many difficulties and rushed to Yunshan Prefecture, the hardships that this girl endured along the way are unimaginable. On the one hand, he is optimistic that his senior sister can find someone who truly loves him, and he is also happy for the other party, but on the other hand, the status between them, as well as racial barriers and other issues, are destined to come together, it is too difficult, and now that he thinks about it, he can only sigh.

With a distance of three thousand miles, it took Ye Shubai a whole day to reach the Water Moon Cave Heavenly City. Due to the cold weather, he didn't dare to run too fast on the way, and ran slowly.

Shuiyue Cave Heavenly City, the city of the northern border, is also the most prosperous city in the coldest border of the Ancient Continent. The elves are the third largest race in the Seven Realms, second only to the immortals and demons, but this ranking has aroused strong dissatisfaction from the demons, and the demons feel that they can't be ranked behind these skinny monkeys who are both cool and forked in the cold and icy realm, and the elves don't look down on those arrogant and unreasonable, jackal-like monsters. The two races despise each other and look down on each other, in fact, this is just to fight for some face, although they spit on each other, but the grievances between the two races have not risen to the point of war.

At this time, it was already dusk, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, Ye Shubai walked towards the Xiongcheng that was lying in the ice and snow. The towering city walls, the majestic momentum, and the city walls covered with thick snow are white. The snow on the road was very thick, maybe it had just snowed heavily, and the officials in charge of managing the road had not yet had time to clear it, Ye Shubai stepped on it, and his feet creaked. The officers and soldiers guarding the gate hid in the hut on the side, and when they saw someone coming, a thin and wilted pawn hurried out, checked the customs clearance papers, and then half-opened the horse, waved his hand to let him go, and quickly got into the hut next to the road. Anyway, this kind of weather is so cold that it is evening, and not many people will enter the city.

Ye Shubai walked on the avenue, the buildings on both sides were covered with thick snow, at the end of the street, there was a magnificent and majestic palace, in the vast sky, this palace seemed more and more majestic. There were not many pedestrians on the street, and the snow under his feet was getting thicker and thicker, Ye Shubai walked forward against the cold wind, and found a wine shop on the right corner. He immediately walked over, the winery was not big, but at this time it was full of customers. Maybe the store sells spirits, Ye Shubai entered the store, and he smelled a fragrant and sweet smell of wine. It was dinner time, and there were many customers in the store, so Ye Shubai finally found a table in a corner and sat down. Xiao Er, who was so busy that he hit the back of his head with his foot, was urged three times by Ye Shubai before he hurried over, Ye Shubai ordered a roast chicken and a pot of wine from the adjacent table, and then his bored gaze began to wander around.

In the past, he had also heard that the elves were all thin, and they were like willow leaves and the wind blew down, but now it seems, although it is not so exaggerated, but these elves are indeed thin, they are all thin, their faces are delicate, they seem to be all boys and girls, their noses are a little long, their ears are pointed, their hair is black and shiny, well, they have good hair.

The store was quite warm, Ye Shubai held his hands in front of his chest, leaned on the back of the chair, and his frozen body gradually relaxed. Since he looked like an immortal, when he entered the store, he also attracted some attention. However, it did not attract hostility.

The wine and roast chicken were finally served, and Ye Shubai was already hungry and soon ate and drank. The wine was actually softer, not as strong as it smelled, and Ye Shubai quickly swept the chicken and the pot of wine off his stomach.

After meeting the account, Ye Shubai walked out of the wine shop. By this time it was already dark. In winter, the night falls early, the cold wind howls in the streets, and pedestrians are scarce. Occasionally, one or two people with lanterns in their hands were blown staggered in the cold wind, and their feet floated.

Ye Shubai walked for a long time before he found an inn, and after staying in, he could finally sleep beautifully. He thought he would be able to sleep soundly, but in the middle of the night, he was quickly awakened by a voice.

"Ye writes white, Ye writes white ......" The voice is faint, ethereal and full of ghosts.

Ye Shubai's brain was a little dizzy, but he quickly got up from the couch with vigilance, and the whole person suddenly came to his senses. Then he saw a small black shadow on the windowsill, which was actually a purple-pupiled spirit fox.

Ye Shubai rolled his eyes, yawned, quickly wrapped the quilt, and said angrily: "What are you doing again?"

"I didn't come, this is my phantom, I have something happy to tell you, I have a happy thing to tell you. The shadow of the purple-pupiled spirit fox swayed gently in the light, sometimes flattened, sometimes vertical. The tone was ecstatic.

It's really a shadow.

Ye Shubai sighed softly: "Say, what's the matter." ”

The purple-eyed spirit fox said: "I just entered the elven palace through your divine sense, and I found that there are seven remnant beads in the underground of the palace, my God! Is he going to be the Emperor of Wuji? He already has a Realm Soul Bead, Ye Shubai, you want to find a way to snatch his Realm Soul Bead, okay?"

Ye Shubai looked blank, yawned big, closed his eyes, and didn't speak. To tell the truth, he is really not keen on the Realm Soul Bead now.

"What's the matter? Can you give a reaction? This is a great joy!" said the purple-eyed spirit fox anxiously.

Ye Shubai nodded, and said in a lazy voice: "Don't worry, I said that I would help you recover your human form." But you don't have to run over in the middle of the night to wake me up, it's so cold, I'm going to catch a cold easily. ”

The purple-eyed spirit fox glared at him: "Do you think I want to wake you up in the middle of the night?" Uncle Hai locked me up with his divine sense, and only at this time, when his divine sense was the weakest, could I cast the shadow of the primordial god over. Huh, what's a cold?"

Ye Shubai said: "It's just sick, okay, then what else have you discovered? ”

"I also found that the seven remnant beads have not yet been combined, that is to say, the elf emperor has just collected the beads, but he does not have the ability to combine the beads into a realm soul bead, and the remnant beads that have not yet been combined will not be too powerful, this is a good opportunity, so you decided not to ...... Ah, no, I'm leaving, Uncle Hai's expression strangled me, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts......" The voice gradually faded away, and the round and flat shadow gradually disappeared.

Ye Shubai looked out the window in some astonishment, but saw that the night sky was cold, and everything in the snow scene was quiet.

It was only then that his mind finally cleared up. Shaking his head, it seemed like he had just had a nightmare.

"Didn't you say that he had a Realm Soul Bead? Why did you say that the seven Remnant Beads hadn't been combined yet? What was the situation?" Ye Shubai said to himself with some confusion, "Okay, I'd better save Old Man Miao first, and then think about the Remnant Bead." ”

But old man Miao, how to save it?

Ye Shubai was a little helpless. Although his cultivation is superb, he has not yet reached the point of wanting to challenge the entire Shuiyue Cave Heavenly City with his own strength, from the information given by Mu Qingluan, it can be seen that the person who captured Old Man Miao should be a certain teenager or a certain teenager in the royal family, the entire imperial city is so big, if you want to find someone, it is really looking for a needle in a haystack.

The next day, sitting on the balcony of the inn, Ye Shubai sat down cross-legged, emptied his mind, and then turned his divine consciousness into a wisp of ethereal power and floated towards the imperial city not far away.

He didn't dare to release his divine consciousness into the sky above the imperial city like this, because he didn't know that there would be any martial artists with high cultivation in the imperial city, and the divine consciousness covered the past, even if it was hidden, high-level martial artists could also perceive it. Therefore, he could only turn his divine consciousness into an ethereal power, sneaking into the city with the cold wind, and floating in the corridors of the temple.

"Master, even if your divine consciousness is fully opened, you may not be able to find Miao Shanben, how can you succeed with your divine consciousness to transform dark power?" Mr. Lu said suddenly.

"Don't bother me, I have a point. Ye Shubai said angrily.

His vitality is so powerful that he can control the ethereal dark power flowing like a ghost in the imperial city, but in the snowy city, the houses overlap and are complex, and the number is no less than thousands, and the dark power he released drilled back and forth in every corner and every gap, and after drilling for a long time, he couldn't find any trace of Old Man Miao. Sometimes he felt dizzy when he walked around, so he had to take the dark power back.