"Good evening!" A handsome figure waited in front of the gate of Langhuan Beiwan, smiling slightly, as if waiting for someone. At this time, it has been a while since the end of the Langhuan Spring Banquet.

"Good evening!" Mu Bai Yuran took the arm of Beichen Wang Hou and replied happily, Mu Bai Yuran was deeply impressed by this man with an extraordinary temperament and the love of his best friend.

"Are you waiting for a friend?" Mu Bai Yuran asked curiously.

"I'm waiting for a close friend." Li Muran was in high spirits.

The Beichen Wang Hou next to him also nodded, and then said with a gentle face: "Yuran, I'll send you back." ”

"Hmm." Mu Bai Yuran responded obediently, and then turned to Li Muran and said, "Then we will go first, and there will be a period later." ”

"Hmmm! I'll see you later. Li Muran said something inexplicable.

Soon, the sound of "crunching" sounded on the snow, it was the sound of a horse-drawn carriage walking in the snow, like a winter melody, which was particularly unique in this silent night.

Two deep traces continued to stretch forward as the carriage drove slowly, as if the empty snow was writing its own story.

Li Muran watched the carriage carrying Beichen Wang Hou and Mu Bai Yuran slowly disappear into the vast snowy night, and a strange light appeared in his eyes.

The cold wind cut through the air like a knife, and every gust of wind carried a fierce coldness, and the moonlight illuminated the silent night through the flying snowflakes. The carriage walked lonely in the wind and snow, and the shadows were stretched long in the moonlight. On the road, there was no sign of anyone else, only the wind blowing through the snow, leaving a string of biting cold notes.

Obviously, it was freezing outside the carriage, but at this time, Mu Baiyuran felt that the temperature in the car was extremely high for some reason, and his whole body was hot and uneasy, and his beautiful face was already flushed with a light red, which became more and more attractive under the dim light in the car.

In the carriage, Beichen Wang Hou had already hugged Mu Bai Yuran's waist, and he was clinging to Mu Bai Yuran's body hard, as if he wanted to smell her body.

"Wang Hou, don't be like this, okay? I'm going to be angry if you do this again. Mu Bai Yuran struggled to support the platform with his hands, looking shy.

I don't know what's wrong with Beichen Wang Hou tonight? Suddenly he started to do something to himself. You must know that although Beichen Wang Hou is a first-class genius in the Heavenly Ghost City, he is also a martial idiot, obsessed with cultivation all day long, and belongs to the kind of person who does not understand customs at all. So although the two had a marriage contract many years ago, they have always respected each other like guests, and the two have never crossed the thunder pool.

In the past, Mu Bai Yuran also quietly complained in his heart that Beichen Wang Hou was not active enough, and even took the initiative to create opportunities at some times. Now, Beichen Wang Hou really took the initiative, and Mu Bai Yuran was a little scared in his heart.

really responded to the words of my best friend Liuchuan Ming, I was afraid that he wouldn't come when I didn't meet, and I was afraid that he would mess around when I met. Mu Bai Yuran panicked for no reason.

Hearing Mu Bai Yuran's shout, Beichen Wang Hou did not stop, but became more distracted, suddenly, he directly approached Mu Bai Yuran's ear, and then gently bit Mu Bai Yuran's earlobe.

Mu Bai Yuran had never been in such close contact with a man, where had he been treated like this, and suddenly he only heard Mu Bai Yuran let out a very enchanting and charming cry.

This seductive cry seemed to be like a clarion call for attack, and Beichen Wang Hou finally couldn't help but turn over and press it down, directly pressing Mu Bai Yuran under him.

"Ahh Suddenly, Mu Bai Yuran under him let out a miserable scream.

"Yuran, what's wrong with you? Did I hurt you? Beichen Wang Hou hurriedly got up and asked with concern.

"Wang Hou, there is something your body that crushes me." Mu Bai Yuran covered her stomach with her hands, her eyes were wet, and she seemed to be really tender.

"Huh? Erection stuff? The king of Beichen didn't know why, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and reached out to take it into his arms.

After a while, I saw Beichen Wang Hou holding a strangely shaped black object of chopstick-length in his hand. Say that it is a short stick, and its shape seems to be some kind of token, call it a token, Mu Bai Yuran has never seen such a strangely shaped token, the whole slender and long. I don't know what material this object is made of, and there is an indescribable ancient rhyme running on it, giving people a feeling of endless simplicity and vicissitudes.

"Wang Hou, what is this?" Mu Bai Yuran asked curiously.

"It's a landmark."

"Boundary markers? Could it be? Mu Bai Yuran covered her mouth in surprise.

"Yes, it is the voucher for participating in the World Young Generation Martial Arts Conference, and it is also the key to entering the secret realm of the arcane world to kill people with foreign genius abilities, and when the secret realm is opened, it will automatically teleport the bearer to it. The general personally gave it, and the entire Ghost Fang Empire was only twenty. Beichen Wang Hou looked at the boundary marker in his hand, but the pride in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

For the younger generation of the Hokuriku Ghost Fang, there is no greater honor than participating in the World Martial Arts Conference to win glory for the Ghost Fang Empire. And for a samurai, there is nothing more to be proud of than hunting the top geniuses of the same era. Even in the extremely powerful Ghost Fang Empire, there were only twenty such opportunities, and he was one of them, which made him unexpected.

Suddenly, Mu Bai Yuran only felt that the air around her suddenly became thick as water, and it was so heavy that it pressed on her body, making her feel difficult to breathe.

She looked around, and realized that the carriage had stopped at some point, and that it was silent and cold outside.

Suddenly, a fierce metallic hiss sounded around him.

She was startled, and when she looked down, it was the famous knife "Moon Like Shadow" on the waist of Beichen Wang Hou chirping. This famous sword, which was given by the Great General of the Onifang Sect himself, seemed to have woken up from its slumber at this time, and it hissed uneasily and excitedly, and the entire sword body kept vibrating violently, and the scabbard was almost unable to restrain it.

The famous knife "Moon Like Shadow" seemed to suddenly come to life, and Mu Bai Yuran only felt a chill in his back. She was born into a famous family of swordsmiths, but she had never seen such a strange phenomenon. Frightened, she remembered what her grandfather had told her about the soul seal technique when she was a child.

All the peerless divine weapons that are called the top in the world are spiritual, and that is because the divine weapons are sealed with soul power. The more powerful the soul, the more it can increase the power of the divine weapon, and as the head of all souls, human beings are naturally the source of the most powerful soul power.

It's just that if you want to achieve the most perfect soul power, you must be willing to sacrifice in order to truly reach the supreme realm of the unity of man and machine. Once you become the soul of a divine soldier, it means that you will be trapped in it forever, and you will be driven by others for the rest of your life, and you will never be able to be reborn and reincarnate. Therefore, only the most pious people, who are willing to give up everything and devote themselves to it, can achieve the most perfect heirloom soldier.

This is also the true meaning of the soul seal technique that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Ghost Fang Mubai family, and the words of my grandfather in the past are vivid.

"Wang Hou, I'm afraid." She was terrified and cried out uneasily.

At this moment, a hand reached over and held her hand tightly. That hand was big and warm, which made her feel very reassured.

"Yuran, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here!" Beichen Wang Hou comforted gently.

Suddenly, she felt that it was all less scary. She turned her head to look, but saw that Beichen Wang Hou's other hand had been pressed on the hilt of the "Moon Like Shadow", he got up and half-knelt on the carriage, his whole body muscles tensed, and then closed his eyes, as if he wanted to sense the strangeness outside the carriage, or to determine the enemy's location, and then launch a fatal blow.

After a while, she suddenly heard Beichen Wang Hou say to her gently: "Yuran, I'll go out to have a look, I'll be back in a while, promise me, no matter what happens, you can't get off the carriage." ”

There seemed to be a slight tremor in her voice, and Mu Bai Yuran was shocked to see a little cold sweat on Beichen Wanghou's forehead, which was the appearance she had known for many years but had never seen on the first day of this Heavenly Ghost City.

She suddenly became scared again, but she still held back and replied obediently: "Hmm! Then be careful. ”

"Promise me, you must come back no matter what, or I will ignore you in the future." She thought for a moment, then added.

"Good!" He smiled at her, then lifted the curtain and jumped out of the carriage.

For a long time, there was still silence outside the carriage. The king of Beichen was like a stone thrown into the lake, but he failed to make any waves.

Mu Bai Yuran is actually a quiet girl, and she prefers to be alone quietly and alone than the lively scene. Right now, this silent silence was her favorite quiet, but at the moment it was so quiet that it made her panic, so quiet that it made her feel at a loss, and so quiet that it made her anxious.

"Wang Hou, are you still there? I'm afraid. Mu Bai Yuran whispered outside, trying to suppress the crying.

There was still silence outside the carriage, only the cold wind roared like a wild beast, and every gust of wind was like a sharp knife, bringing a penetrating cold. Mu Bai Yuran was anxious and uneasy in his heart, but he just thought of the instructions of Beichen Wang Hou before getting off the car, and finally stayed quietly in the carriage.

I don't know how long it took, Mu Bai Yuran finally couldn't hold back anymore, and she cautiously poked her head out. Outside the carriage, there was a vast white field, boundless white, white with no end in sight, and the earth was pale under this bleak moonlight.

Mu Bai Yuran endured his fear and jumped out of the carriage. "Wang Hou, where are you? If you don't come out again, I'm going to be angry, and I'll ignore you in the future. She called out in feigned anger.

In the past, this trick can be described as a hundred tried, and Beichen Wang Hou will always respond to her at the first time, but this time, it was unexpectedly ineffective.

She wept quietly, then wiped away her tears and walked along the road deep in the snow.

Suddenly, she froze. In front of me, it was the most unbelievable scene, I saw Beichen Wang Hou lying on the white snow, the whole person fell in a pool of blood, and there was a shocking wound on his chest. Next to him stood a man dressed in black, holding a bloody mass of internal organs in his hand, and the blood fell on the pale snow, reflecting a dazzling red.

Mu Bai Yuran covered his mouth tightly with his hands, not daring to make a sound, but the tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Good evening!" The devil-like man suddenly turned his head and smiled at Mu Bai Yuran.

"It's you." Mu Bai Yuran looked at Li Muran blankly.

The next moment, the darkness that covered the sky and the moon swept in, and immediately after, the endless darkness swallowed everything in the snow.