The iceberg clan of the Beigong family.

"Do you want to tell my aunt?"

Beigong Piaoxue asked in a warm voice according to Meng Butong, Meng Butong hugged the love in his arms, leaned on the pavilion under the iceberg, and glanced up at the cave mansion belonging to Beigong Lin.

"No, since the master is unwilling, why should we continue the broken relationship? When the time comes, if your aunt doesn't say it, the master will also blame me for many things, don't you see that your mother never mentions the past between your aunt and the master?"

"I just feel unworthy for your master, you must know that saving my aunt, he has paid too much, too much. ”

"Shizun will only do it if he is willing, but, just out of debt, after all, your aunt has an accident, but Shizun has the responsibility of not noticing, and it is his greatest wish to let your aunt recover, right? ”

"Yes, listen to you, I will never betray you, if so, if you encounter an unavoidable love in the future, then you must also get my consent!"

"Silly you, I won't, you're the only one in your life, you can't force it, have you forgotten what I do?"

"Husband~~~"

"Hey~~Hey!Drifting snow!It's not good here!Hmm。。。。。。 ”

Mo Yingying, one of the protagonists on the cusp of the storm, is in Duan De's nest at this time, the building built in front of Duan Butcher, maybe it should be called Duan Lao Butcher's tomb now.

The elegance is still peerless, the eyes are still cold, the black gauze skirt reflects the moon-white skin is really eye-catching, but no one can see this place, and the villages that have turned into barren mountains and mountains have long been unpatronized.

The formation arranged by Duan De could not withstand the light wave of his hand, and the wooden building turned into dust in an instant, just like their past, Ning Liduan's old butcher's tomb for a long time.

Mo Yingying was speechless, and she didn't know what to think in her heart, and the jade hand that poked out several times finally failed to destroy this innocent dirt bag, and just wanted to turn around and slowly walk into the air.

A figure that closely resembled her blocked the way out of thin air, and the cold eyes were no longer familiar, he was not familiar with her, and she was not familiar with him.

"Why don't you destroy it? You did it thoroughly, I had a thousand words of detailed inquiry, and I really disappointed me when I met you for three days, my brother-in-law didn't kill you because he loved you, and I killed you because I loved you, but it was you who used to be!"

Facing her loved ones who were disappointed to the point of almost despair, Mo Yingying's face did not change at all, just like when she saw Duan De, but she didn't know why she came here.

"You are no longer a descendant of the Demon Family, your father has been in addition to your ancestral hometown, when did it become like this? It is the evil seed that you insisted on saving back, and now it is also the opposite of the sky, brother-in-law, oh no, I don't have a sister, how can I say that brother-in-law? Brother Duan is really sad, he can't die after a calculation, this is another time, let's shoot, don't let the Demon Martial Secret Guard do it, like that, I can't go in my heart." ”

Chiyou Demon Knife roared, the sword light that rushed out of the sky was infinitely evil, Mo Yingying still didn't move, Gao Leng still had a face, and her peach eyes as clear as water stared at her younger brother who was surging with demonic energy on the opposite side.

The dark demonic aura covered the resentful gaze that could not stop crying, so, how could it be you?

The next moment, the sword light that cut through the sky slashed down absolutely!

She can't die at the hands of others, she must not, not even her father, neither can Duan De, and it can only be me who kills her!

Perhaps, when he learned that Mo Yingying was so scandalous, the most painful thing was Duan De, followed by him, maybe the pain in his heart was better than Duan De, his sister was more like his mother, and his childhood memories were far purer and deeper than the memories of the cultivator world!

Mo Yingying didn't resist, her peach blossom eyes reflected the monstrous sword light that obscured her vision, and this moment seemed to come extremely slowly.

Half a day later

Old Butcher Duan's grave was crisscrossed by ravines, and the unfathomable knife marks did not seem to be wide on the outside, and each neat and incomparably neat knife mark extended dozens of miles away at the shortest.

It was no more than a punch, and there was a pure demonic Dao rhyme inside, and the abrupt tomb of the old butcher Duan was very conspicuous in the messy battlefield, not that the formation left by Duan De could disdain the fight between the demon family sisters and brothers, but deliberately avoided it.

A team of monks from the Tiande Sect Hall in moon-white robes stopped here in three standard shuttles, and the leader was an old acquaintance of Duan De.

"Senior Brother Chidi, this tomb seems to be that person's father, could it be that this is that person's hometown?"

A young monk from the early stage of the merger came forward to investigate and came back with a strange expression, and Chidi, who was sitting on the head of the shuttle, frowned slightly.

"When can't Uncle Xiao say his name? Lan Ye knows that you are the leader of your session, but you are only in the early stage of your integration, and you don't know how many Mahayana periods Uncle Xiao killed you, can you be more rational in the rumors in the sect?"

Lan Ye was a little shocked in his heart, Duan De should be called a senior ancestor according to his seniority, and he was also a senior brother at the worst, but he didn't want to be taken over by the super big people in the sect as soon as he entered the mountain gate, and they were the first to be dissatisfied.

Duan De's contribution to Tiande is not known to them, or Chidi did not follow Duan De to Hantingsi, and it is impossible to know some of his specific stories.

"What the senior brother said, the junior brother will keep in mind, how to repay the sect here?"

Chidi didn't bother to pay attention to the disapproving attitude of this junior disciple who thought highly of himself, after all, Duan De didn't even pay attention to it, and he couldn't do it, after the injury was healed, he hit the Mahayana success, and there was the merits of Han Tingsi, and the current Chidi was considered a deputy hall master level.

These Chidi know in their hearts who they are attributing, Chixia is in the same situation as him, but his luck is better than himself, at least there is a master on the top who is a powerful boss, and now he is also the master of the Qingxian Department in the sect.

"Don't bother with it, this is Uncle Xiao's Yue... Family affairs, our core task now is to clean up the remnants of snake eyes, and suppress misdeeds, let's go. ”

Chidi beckoned his subordinates to evacuate, and finally entered the shuttle and bowed slightly to the tomb, his eyes looked into the distance, and his complicated expression seemed to have his hidden worries.

The Corpse Yin Sect's treasure house is secret

It was a refreshing feeling to walk on the giant's face, and after Duan De landed on the ground, he realized that the skull was basically lithified, and the texture on his face was crisscrossed into ravines.

The landing point is probably between the forehead of this guy's sad face, and try the hardness that everyone who has this experience will have in their hearts, and the consequence of smashing a punch under his feet with all his strength is that the entire right arm is comminuted.

Duan De stared at the surface of the twisted diamond-shaped cube rock where he landed, if he guessed correctly, such a square should have been transformed by a piece of this person's epidermal cells.

I smashed a depression of more than a dozen zhang square circle, this "pores? It should be! The effect is remarkable, but I can't even smash out half a dent.

"What kind of power should it be to kill this thing? Not to mention directly piercing the entire head, but also cutting off its head, looking at this thing like an Erawan Buddha, the middle of the head should be the danger. ”

Duan De bared his teeth and hung his arms, and the area covered by no source force residue should be the remnant of some kind of momentum of the skull owner himself, which also made Duan De struggling.

"Hey, what's the matter, it's heavier than the suppression of the Dao Monument Secret Realm? This guy's dead head has been here for I don't know how many years, if it is according to common sense, it should give birth to maggots, right? If it is proportional, the maggots born from this head don't seem to be small?"

The light is very strong, after all, there is such a big stove roasting on the periphery, the visual distance is still not close, and the divine sense can exceed the visual distance by about two times, Duan De flew towards his neck.

When he saw a cluster of giant cone thorns inserting into the sky from a distance, Duan De couldn't help but be shocked, guessed right, this was inserted into the sky from a distance, and it looked like a strange cylindrical giant mountain up close, it was this guy's eyebrows.

The eyebrow mountain is not smooth, the surface has fish-scale-like reverse scaly lines, and each piece of texture has a strange pattern, Duan De stared at these rough graffiti lines for a long time.

"Why? It seems? It seems to have some feelings? This feeling? The feeling of being out of the body when you are enlightened? Could it be that these tattooed eyebrows can still contain super exercises that destroy the world and destroy the world?"

Every hairless mountain, each piece of texture is not the same, but it is absolutely simple, the strange thing is to see, the heart is slightly throbbing, but can not remember, as long as you don't look, you will forget half of it when you turn your head, and only half of it will be imprinted in your mind after a stick of incense.

"Hey, there are some doorways, the photo beads don't take pictures, and the rubbing doesn't work? Lao Tzu carved them one by one, you can't let them disappear, right?"

Duan De, who came to be interested, tried all kinds of ways one by one, although intuition is a good thing, but he didn't understand half of the magic, and it is estimated that he will come here once, and there is a situation where Bao let go of the hand that is not necessarily able to pay the price.

It's different here, at least you don't have to pay the price, take out some unimportant materials that have been prepared for temporary use, and start making stereotypes, as for the idea of hitting these Maoshan?

The pig killing knife was still working hard at this time, and he was not convinced and encountered something harder than him, so he flew up to the tip of the hair to try it, but it was obviously in vain.

"I don't understand, isn't there still a small force? Maybe if you bring it back for a few years, you can create a protagonist who defies the sky?"

Duan De never thought that he was a person who crossed with a golden finger, and his luck was good, but now it seems that many people are slipping with threads, and it is hard to say which kind of luck belongs to him.

There is no urgent need for him to turn the tide in the current situation, time is there, without him, the world will never be frozen, the only thing that is urgent is the plan in his heart, this matter is not in a hurry, dedication, do your best enough.

Half a month after the first simple pattern was carved, it seems that there are only a few random scratches, but with Duan De's precise engraving technique, it is always impossible to grasp its vein.

The lines that are to be burned every time seem to be hazy and uncertain, and no matter how much you put pen to paper, you can't depict its charm, but fortunately, the brute strength that goes deep into the bones comes up, and there is the urine that goes crazy when you fall into research, and he wastes thousands of refining stereotypes that he finally lets him get out.