His eyes were condensed, and the ice and snow were dressed in white, standing on one side with a silver sword in his hand, his face solemn. Bing Xue nodded slowly towards Yan Yunbei, the hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened slightly, and then his heart moved.

"--------", the cold light on the sword flashed, and the sword was unsheathed, drawing an arc in the air. The next moment, Bing Xue raised his sword and stabbed towards Yan Yunbei quickly, and the sharp sword qi killed Yan Yunbei, bringing a fierce wind, rolling up thousands of white pear blossoms, and in an instant, the pear blossoms flew in the air, and the trees were white.

Yan Yunbei immediately leaned over to block, with a sonorous sound, between the swords and blades, the two figures, one white and one black, were mixed together, inseparable, between the swords and swords, the two were actually incompatible.

Between the swaying of the green branches, the pear blossoms flew down from the branches, the sword light flashed again, the green sword collided with the silver sword, making a crisp and melodious sword sound, and the two figures saw the phantom passing between the melee, and after a while, with a loud bang, the two figures quickly separated.

The cyan long sword fell to the ground, and the sword he was holding just now carried a strong force, which shook Yan Yunbei so much that he couldn't help but take a step back, Yan Yunbei's hand holding the sword couldn't control the earthquake and trembled, looking at Yan Mei Bingxue, his eyes were full of appreciation, he looked up to the sky and laughed a few times, arrogant, with a little undisguised pleasure.

Yan Yunbei picked up the blue light sword from the ground, put away his smile, his expression became solemn, and then, his legs stepped outward, pierced a lunge, and the cyan long sword was clenched tightly in his thick calloused hands, swept the ground with one leg, rolled up a burst of yellow sand, stared at the ice and snow tightly, and shouted: "Come again!"

The ice and snow that narrowly stabilized his body looked at Yan Yunbei, a pair of jade hands gradually retracted, as the silver sword slowly raised, the ice and snow were dressed in white and flicked in the wind, and the wrist of Hao rotated and went straight to Yan Yunbei, if the silver sword was swimming in the air, the sound of the impact of the sword was still there, and the blades of the two swords of the green sword and the silver sword were connected again.

"Brush the --------" green sword locked the throat, Yan Yunbei pointed a sword at the throat of the ice and snow, who expected, the next moment, but was dodged by the ice and snow's neat waist.

Yan Yunbei's left leg stretched out, the green sword attacked again, Bing Xue immediately quickly turned over to avoid it, and at the same time, the silver sword in his hand broke through the wind and stabbed towards Yan Yunbei, a burst of silver light flashed on the sharp blade, and the sword blade pointed directly at Yan Yunbei.

Yan Yunbei's battle on the battlefield and his fame failed, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and when he came back to his senses, a silver sword had already quietly fallen on his neck.

With a wave of the snow-colored sleeves, the silver sword had been withdrawn, and among the white falling flowers, the ice and snow fell back to the same place, and his eyes looked at Yan Yunbei indifferently.

Yan Yunbei stood in place and was stunned for a moment, then showed a look of satisfaction and approval, raised his right hand, and withdrew the cyan sword.

Yan Yunbei looked at the ice and snow, the expression in his eyes deepened, he was silent for a long time, and said with a serious face: "You come with me." ”

Bing Xue looked at Yan Yunbei's figure that was drifting away, and her eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly.

Since she was one year old, she has often accompanied Yan Yunbei to fight everywhere, and has seen all kinds of bloody scenes on the battlefield, and has also seen the various manifestations of people in the face of death.

Although she herself is the daughter of Jiangmen, she has not been raised by Yan Yunbei as a woman for decades, and she has not learned the poetry, books, and etiquette that everyone should learn, but she has not fallen behind in the Wen Taowu strategy of the prince of the middle family in the capital.

She can fight and kill the enemy there on the battlefield that the man has been to, and she is silently recognized by millions of troops in her heart, and she can still do what the man can't do.

At first, she only thought that it was because she was the only heir of the General's Mansion, so no matter what she encountered, she gritted her teeth and walked over.

Until the birth of her younger siblings, her father still did not change her training, but gradually increased the difficulty little by little. Seeing her father's differential treatment of herself, she also asked.

"Father, why is it only me who needs to train, but my younger brothers and sisters don't, it's not fair!"

"Fairness? If you want fairness, you should fight for it yourself! If no one wants fairness, fairness will be sent! The day you have the strength, come and talk to me about fairness ...... again."

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That conversation has always been etched in her heart, a knot that can never be untied. However, as she grew older, she had a different understanding.

But her father that day was the only time she had ever seen such an angry and painful gaffe, which was completely different from when she usually taught her to control her emotions, which made Bingxue very puzzled.

Feeling that the confusion that had been bothering him was finally about to be solved, Bing Xue Zhu pursed his lips slightly, and a trace of complexity flashed in his phoenix eyes.

After closing the door of the study, Bing Xue walked into the study, which had always been regarded as a forbidden place in the General's Mansion and never allowed anyone to enter.

The furnishings in the study room are simple, there is no vase and jade, only a bookcase, a chair, a bookshelf, and all kinds of books are displayed on the shelf.

Seeing that the ice and snow had come in, Yan Yunbei turned around and walked to the table, and moved the inkstone on the table, which was already worn, and as the inkstone moved in Yan Yunbei, a sound of gears turning sounded from the back of the table.

Bing Xue followed the sound, and saw that after the sound sounded, the originally ordinary sandalwood bookshelf slowly moved to the side. A large door gradually appeared in front of the ice and snow as the bookshelves were moved open.

Yan Yunbei only said: "Follow me later." ”

Bing Xue nodded immediately, his eyebrows condensed slightly, and he immediately followed Yan Yunbei the moment he stepped into the secret room.

It was dark in the secret room, and ......the flame in Yan Yunbei's hand was lit, and after Yan Yunbei walked to a place, he took down the torch that had been placed and lit it, and all the scenes in the secret room were displayed in an instant.

In front of him was a slightly narrow passage, and at the end of the passage there was a fork in the road, and the passage connected by the three entrances was dark and gloomy, leading to an unknown direction.

However, when Bing Xue followed Yan Yunbei to the entrance, Yan Yunbei stopped, groped on a wall, and Bing Xue waited quietly to watch.

Soon, a loud noise came from under the intersection, and Yan Yunbei led the ice and snow to the entrance of the cave, and walked down the stairs that extended from the entrance of the cave, and came to a huge underground world.

The stone statues stand on the ground, wearing costumes that are very different from today's clothing styles, and they are all kneeling on the ground facing forward in a strange posture, and their faces are all repentant.

When he saw the face of the first person, Bing Xue couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart.

I saw that the man was dressed in a strange dress, kneeling on the ground, his hands on the ground, looking up at the front, his face was full of repentance and fear, but the pair of cloudy eyes and a black mole on the corner of the eyebrows all showed the identity of this person, he was the first king of the dynasty.

Sweeping over these statues one by one, Bingxue's heart gradually became heavy.

The kneeling statues are either monarchs or princes and grandsons of previous dynasties, and there are some stone statues that have not yet been carved in one place, as if they are still in the stage of carving.

Ice and snow looked along the eyes of these statues, the front wall was printed with a roaring dragon totem, a sarcophagus under the totem was placed in the center, and at the end of the wall were hundreds of spirit seats, and, what made people feel shocked was that if you looked closely, the surname on each spirit card was "Yan"!

In the Yunpin Palace, Linhua was wearing a gold-edged cloud-patterned black robe lying on the glass couch, looking out the window and sneering, holding a jar of wine in his hand and sending it to his mouth, drunk like mud,

The Dharma Protector who was guarding in front of the glass couch carefully picked up the drunk jar on the ground and withdrew.

Linhua on the glass couch looked at the sky and drank wine, his white hand was raised, but he didn't see a drop of wine falling, shook the wine jar, and still didn't see a drop of wine, he couldn't help but be so angry that he shook off his black clothes, and the wine jar fell to the ground, making a sound, mixed with a crisp sound of jade breaking.

Linhua heard the sound and looked, only to see that a red gold jade pendant on the ground had been broken into two halves, Linhua's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly got off the bed, picked up the jade pendant that was divided into two halves one by one, put the two together, and tried to put it back together, Linhua cast several spells but still did not see the jade pendant restored.

Linhua leaned on the edge of the couch and watched the red gold jade pendant in his hand gradually become distracted.

"Hua'er, go to the Yuqing Palace for your father first, and you wait here for your father to come back, don't move around easily. ”

"Yes, Father. ”

"Do you know that the Queen of Heaven is feasting the old dragon king of the West Sea in Guangcheng Palace, and she specially invited the god of food to cook for this purpose. ”

"Really, the God of Food's cooking skills are really good, last time I ate the "Ice Grass Phoenix Soup" made by the God of Food at the Emperor's birthday banquet, it is really the best dish I have ever tasted!"

"Who is the God of Food?Is his food really so delicious?Anyway, it will take a long time for my father to come out, so why don't I try it first......

"Who are you?"

"If you don't tell me, why should I tell you? Who are you first?"

"I am Ao Jiao, the third princess of the Dragon Clan. ”

"I am Linhua, the son of the Demon King. ”

"You're a youkai. Queen of Heaven, he's a monster!"

"I'm not a monster!"

"Who told you to come in? Someone, drag him out. ”

"Do you know who I am? Why are you arresting me?"

"Queen of Heaven, he is my good friend, not a monster, please let him go. ”

"Bingxue, is he really your good friend? do you have any proof?"

"He's a good friend of mine, and he has my jade pendant on him. ”

"Tell the queen of heaven that it is indeed a jade pendant of the Phoenix clan. ”

"Bingxue, thank you for secretly giving me the jade pendant just now, and now this jade pendant will be returned to you. ”

"Keep it, if you give it to me now, the queen of heaven will find out." ”