In the chaotic rocky beach of Zexin, the Quartet Gang Wind suddenly disappeared with the appearance of Luo Yu.

The disciple next to the ghost dustman, seeing that someone dared to spoil the elder's good deeds, he immediately rushed to offer his affection, and scolded in a stinking manner: "Where did you come from?

Luo Yu stretched out his hand to hold the dragon's spine standing on the pestle, and with his other hand lightly pressed the brim of the somewhat torn purple bamboo hat, and asked lightly, "Who does the dog say?"

"The dog thing is talking about you!" the Xuanbing Sect disciple shouted without thinking.

Luo Yu suddenly said happily: "Oh~! It turns out that you are a dog!"

Behind him came a soft bell-like woman's laughter. When Luo Yu heard this, he turned around and winked at Chen Er, who was hiding behind Bei Eleven, revealing half of his delicate face.

When Bei Eleven and Chen Er saw Luo Yu's black face hidden between the hat and the scarf, their eyes suddenly widened and they smiled.

Luo Yu turned his gaze back and looked at the ghost dust who was drinking the disciples under the sect.

The ghost dust didn't need to be visited by his divine sense, and he had already guessed the person in front of him, and his cultivation was fixed on himself. Because as soon as Fang Chu fought, he was already defeated.

Seeing this, he changed his previous appearance and became extremely polite, and he smiled politely: "Under the Xuanbing Sect elder, the ghost dust." I don't know what to call you?"

Luo Yu stood in front of Bei Eleven, his eyes through the gap between the hats, and he glanced at a circle of six people.

Among these six people, only this ghost dust is a third-layer unsullied, and the others are all qi refiners.

What kind of sect is this Xuanbing Sect? It is even possible to become an elder at the three levels of Innocent! At least Luo Yu had never heard of this Xuanbing Sect when he heard Wei Wuxian talk about the world's sect families. Looking at the actions of a few people in this line, they are not good, and their sects can also be seen in general.

Looking at the ghost dust who seemed to be smiling, how could Luo Yu not understand what the other party meant? On the surface, he was greeting, but in fact, he reported his identity and the forces behind him, wanting him to be jealous. Asking him by name is a temptation. If he didn't say it, in the eyes of the other party, he would either disdain to tell him, or he would be afraid, afraid that Xuanbingmen would find trouble in the future. But if he said his name, it means that he Luo Yu has no fear, or he is .......

Of course, the speculation and grasp in this middle depends on their words, deeds, demeanor and other performances.

And at this moment, Luo Yu, who was fully armed and his face was covered...... Besides, even if the other party knew his identity, so what? Xuantian Sect Yan Feixue, Jun Jiajun Shan and others he dared to offend! How many people in the world did not owe him a huge amount of spirit crystals? Is he still afraid of this unpopular Xuanbing Gate?

Thinking of this, Luo Yu held the dragon's spine in his hand, and the dragon's spine entered the ground for three points in an instant. Luo Yu leaned on the dragon's spine like this, looked at the ghost dust, and said with a faint smile pretending to be puzzled: "Xuantian Sect has heard of it, Xuanbing Gate?" hehe~ I haven't heard of it." And you, what the hell is your name?"

Saying that, Luo Yu didn't wait for the angry Xuanbing Sect disciples around him to speak, and he continued to say, "But... It doesn't matter!"

The ghost dust only felt that the person in front of him didn't look at his Xuanbing Gate at all, and he wondered in his heart, could it be that this person was strong, or that there was a strong force behind him?

Seeing this, he asked with a vigilant expression, "Then what does Your Excellency think is important?"

Luo Yu raised his head slightly, revealing a black 'ghost face', and said lightly: "It's a coincidence, there is also a ghost word in my name." ”

Looking at the black face hidden between the hat and the scarf, as well as the bone spear standing on the pestle, Ghost Chenzi frowned and wondered, "Who are you?"

Looking at the people in Xuanbingmen who had begun to be on guard all around, Luo Yu sighed and said boringly: "I am ~ a wild ghost with no home, just to kill... You are born. So ......."

Hearing the word 'kill', everyone frowned one after another, and began to urge the spiritual power in their bodies, obviously preparing to do it.

But Luo Yu didn't realize it, and then slowly said coldly: "So... You can call me a ghost. ”

"Ghost Face?" everyone exclaimed in surprise when they heard this, and the spiritual power that should have been urged out was instantly stunned, and they looked at the one in front of them in horror... Ghost Face.

"You're that madman, ghost-faced!" the ghost cried out in shock!

The ghost face heard that the sound of the Tao moved in the fairy Ze, and the heroes of the eight directions fought alone in the sky above the Broken Dragon Pool. It was the Scattered Cultivation Realm, rising, the most dazzling star. It is rumored that Ghost Face is a character comparable to the people in the Qingyun List!

Thinking of this, Ghost Chenzi suddenly said in horror: "Ghost Face Daoist, misunderstanding and misunderstanding, since these two are your friends, then I, Xuanbingmen, naturally can't be embarrassed, so I will say goodbye, farewell!"

Saying that, the ghost dust and the disciples of the Xuanbing Sect were about to slip away.

But how could Luo Yu let go of the villain? I saw him lift the dragon's back, rise from the ground, and laugh: "Hurt my friend, according to his wealth, still want to slip away?"

"Bang~!" Luo Yu stepped out, and he had turned into an afterimage streamer, and in an instant, the spear shuttled between the fleeing people, and the howl of Gangfeng was roaring in all directions.

Looking at the ghost-faced life shuttling like a flowing shadow, Xuanguang suddenly appeared in all directions, and the guns picked the frightened Xuanbingmen disciples one by one. The ghost was even strangled in mid-air under his shot, and he was killed!

At this moment, Bei 11 and Chen Er saw that in an instant, seven people had died under the ghost face spear, and they all opened their mouths in shock! It seems that the rumors are true, the ghost face can be born out of thin air, monopolize all directions, and the strength is really strong.

In a moment, Luo Yu had already collected the dragon's back, carried a few Qiankun bags, and appeared on the boulder.

"Da~!" Jumping off the boulder, Luo Yu came to Bei Eleven and Chen Er with a grateful face.

Before Luo Yu could say hello, Bei Eleven and Chen Er were about to bow down, but they were supported by Luo Yu, who was quick-eyed, and he smiled: "It's too polite, so it's a point." ”

Bei Eleven showed a hearty smile, and his eyes were still full of gratitude: "Having said that, after all, Mr. saved the two of us again." ”

"Hands, hands. "Luo Yu was a little distracted, and he had already begun to look through the 'capture'.

When Chen Er saw it, he smiled and praised: "Sir, you are now a famous person, and the cultivation world is praising your story!"

Luo Yu pulled the wind scarf and grinned at Chen Er. After sweeping the seven Qiankun bags, he found that most of them were low-grade spirit crystals and some low-grade pills and demon pills, Luo Yu threw his hand and threw them to the two, and said depressedly: "What kind of broken sect is this? I don't even have some decent good things!"

The two looked at the few Qiankun bags they were holding on their chests, and looked at each other in amazement, and then Bei Shiyi looked at Luo Yu and asked, "Sir, who are you?"

"Here I am. Luo Yu responded casually while playing with the ice machine umbrella in his hand.

Chen Er didn't know whether to be happy or embarrassed, she frowned and looked at Bei Eleven: "This... Isn't that okay?"

Without waiting for Bei Eleven to speak, Luo Yu is ice machine umbrella was collected, and said impatiently: "See what? Take it." At the beginning, thanks to you covering for me, I took it as a thank you gift. ”

Saying that, Luo Yu asked curiously: "By the way, what kind of sect is this Xuanbing Sect, why haven't I heard of it?"

When Bei Eleven heard this, he chirped: "What sect! It's just a group of loose cultivators who gather in the northern region of Binghe to fight for the tiger." ”

"Yes. Chen Er also nodded and said, "We have given them all the demon pills, and they still refuse to give up, and they insist that we die." ”

Nodding, Luo Yu muttered, "Then if I kill them, I won't be wronged." ”

Chen Er agreed: "It's not wronged at all, they can't afford to provoke the big sects, and they have no resources, so they occupy the glacier and rob the scattered property, which is extremely hateful." ”

Bei Shiyi nodded and sighed: "Although the cultivation realm is said to be the weak and the strong, and the strong are respected, the Xuanbing Sect is too grandiose. ”

Hearing the words that the strong respect the weak and the strong eat the strong, Luo Yu asked curiously: "That Xuanbing Gate is arrogant and domineering, and there are many scattered cultivators, so they blindly tolerate it? Could it be that there are strong people in that Xuanbing Gate?"

Bei Eleven thought for a while, and said with some uncertainty: "It is said that the master of the Xuanbing Gate is a Saint Hall powerhouse, and we don't know the specific situation. Mr. also knows that although there are many scattered cultivators, they are like scattered sand, how can they dare to provoke Xuanbingmen if their hearts are not aligned?"

"Holy Hall?he~" Luo Yuwan smiled: "When did the threshold for Shanhai open a sect was so low?"

When a Templar monk starts a sect, one can imagine the strength of his sect, and it is no wonder that the ghosts and dusters of the Unsullied Period can become elders.

Obviously, Bei Eleven and Chen Er thought the same.

Putting down the Xuanbing Gate and not talking, the three of them chatted for a while.

Chen Er asked, "Sir, why did you come to the Northland?"

Luo Yu didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "Prepare to go to Tianshan." ”

Hearing the word Tianshan, Bei Eleven immediately guessed: "Mr. is going to enter the Tianchi of the Flower Valley?"

At this time, the news that Tianchi was about to open had spread throughout the two states of Sha and Cang. The scattered cultivators are particularly well-informed, and the North Eleven has naturally heard about it.

Luo Yu nodded: "Sort of, what about you?"

Bei Eleven and Chen Er glanced at each other, and then he grinned: "The two of us also want to try our luck, I wonder if I can go with Mr."

Looking at the two of them with expectant expressions, Luo Yu naturally understood what they were expecting. He already felt that the two of them were good, and it was fate to meet again in this northern land.

Thinking of this, Luo Yu readily agreed. So the three of them joined forces and went north along the moon and water.

......

The landform of Shazhou is strange, there are thousands of miles of grassland in the south, but there are thousands of miles of sand in the north. But in the western part of the Shir Desert, which is as hot as a sea of fire, there is a cold wind, and there is a frozen river basin that winds northward, called the glacier.

The glacier is frozen all year round, and there are occasional low-level ice crystal monsters in it. The northbound source of the glacier is an inaccessible glacier, also known as the Shadow Sand River.

Why?

Because this Yingsha River is the junction of Shazhou and Yingzhou, although most of the Yingsha River is in Yingzhou, but because its lower glacier is in the territory of Shazhou, there is no clear division.

The Yingsha River stretches for more than 200 miles, and the grass and trees in it do not grow, and the cold wind is howling endlessly. Its appearance is like the wind blade of the heavenly princess, carving this frozen country like a knife and an axe, and the water chestnut is distinct.

And in the depths of the glacier for 200 miles, there is a huge pyramid-shaped ice sculpture building, which is towering over the glacial plain.

This is where the Xuanbing Gate is located!

At this moment, at the top of the huge golden tower of ice crystal-like rock structure, on the ice stone terrace extending from one side, there is a fair woman wrapped in velvet, looking east.

Her black hair hung back, and the cold wind blew, like silk yarn, as if it could move thousands of miles. His skin is as white as snow, his eyebrows are three springs, his eyes are like ice, and his lips are plump as fat. Coupled with the cloak of velvet and snow, with a little ice crystal mark on her forehead, she looks like a full ice and snow beauty.

This woman looks like a slender willow and her face is like a mid-autumn moon in the water, but her identity is not ordinary, she is the master of Xuanbing Gate, Bing Yu'er.

Although Bing Yu'er is the first floor of the Holy Church and the master of the sect, she doesn't look very old, which shows that her qualifications are outstanding and very comparable...

It's just that between her demeanor, people always feel depressed and full of sorrow.

And at this moment, in the dark ice room behind him, a cold man's voice suddenly came: "He... appeared. ”

Hearing this low moan like a devil crying from hell, Bing Yu'er trembled!

Immediately, she returned to normal, and said in a cold tone: "And then?"

After a moment of silence, the cold voice sounded again, and it was full of coldness: "Body... His body!no, no, no...!it should be my body!!Bring him to ....... ”

As he spoke, the voice that hid in the darkness and exuded an endless chill actually let out an excited gloomy laughter!

Bing Yu'er still looked at the east, there was no wave in her eyes, and she replied coldly: "Okay." ”

In the darkness behind him, after the bone-chilling chill dissipated, two lines of glittering tears slowly slipped into Bing Yu'er's icy eyes.

I don't know why she was crying... Why cry?