As soon as Ling Zhi said this, everyone in the hall whispered again. It is obvious to all how amazing this piece of beautiful jade brought by Rong Yunxiao is, and it is no wonder that Wanbao Pavilion has made an idea.

But such a rare piece of beautiful jade, is Cheng Ruiguang, the hall master of Xionghu Hall, willing to give his love to Wanbao Pavilion, just to exchange Wanbao Pavilion for him to show him the way to Ice Ember Mountain?

If Cheng Ruiguang is reluctant to send someone to inquire about the news of the Ice Ember Mountain, will it delay time? Who in the rivers and lakes does not know if no one in the intelligence network can get out of the Wanbao Pavilion.

The note on the white feather arrow clearly said that within three months, the implication is that if the March period arrives and the antidote is not obtained, it can only be turned into a pool of blood and dead corpses like that maid.

Just when everyone was whispering, Rong Yunxiao was quite proud in his heart, he had a pair of beautiful jade, and this piece as a congratulatory gift was originally to attract the attention of Wanbao Pavilion. The rest of the other piece was naturally to be used to let Wanbao Pavilion find out the news of Princess Wushuang for him.

At this time, seeing that Wanbao Pavilion was so attentive to this piece of beautiful jade, Rong Yunxiao could foresee that when he took out another piece and asked Wanbao Pavilion to find out the news, he would definitely not have to say more.

"In this case, this piece of beautiful jade belongs to Wanbao Pavilion. After Cheng Ruiguang pondered for a moment, he waved his sleeves and called the butler beside him, who was already holding a brocade box, and it was the piece of beautiful jade that was as bright as the sun.

Ling Zhi took the brocade box handed by Cheng Ruiguang with both hands, and said abruptly: "Thank you to the master of the hall for cutting love, without further ado, after getting ready, I will lead the way to the Ember Mountain immediately." ”

Hearing that there was a prospect of going to Ember Mountain, everyone was relieved a lot, even if the cold magic doctor was terrifying, the road to survival was in front of them, and there was still a need to consider whether to go or not, no matter how difficult and dangerous it was, it was better than sitting still.

After Cheng Ruiguang instructed the steward to arrange the trip, he called the maid to continue serving. was disturbed by this poisoning, and the marriage of the daughter of Xionghutang had to be postponed.

The lips of everyone in the hall were black, and their faces were full of joy long gone, and the delicacies of the mountains and seas in front of them were also tasteless. But when you are about to go on a long journey, you have to force yourself to eat, otherwise it is not wise to go hungry and affect the journey.

The two wedding candles on the desk were still burning quietly, and no one knew that what made them silently poisoned was the sweet and greasy fragrance emitted by the burning of the candles.

The guests present did not immediately fall to the ground and turn into a pool of blood like the maid, of course, because the maid was poisoned with a heavier weight, resulting in death on the spot and causing chaos.

Xiong Hutang sent people to chase after the person who shot the white feather arrow into the hall, but he couldn't even see the person clearly, and he was suddenly disappeared into the crowd by the other party, and the light skill was so good that it seemed that it had never appeared.

Two hours later, a large group of people and horses set off from Xionghutang, the sky will be dark, snowflakes will fly, horses' hooves will step on the snow, and the cold wind will howl.

In the crowd, there are not only maids, but also heroes and heroes, as well as children of famous families, the only thing that is the same is that they all have black lips and pale faces.

Fortunately, the poisoned person did not feel any discomfort in his body, and his internal strength was still there, except for his ugly face before the poison, there was no difference from usual.

From Tianze City to Ember Mountain, the mountains are long and the rivers are far away, and this line of mighty people and horses, from the severe winter of heavy snowfall, has been rushing to the melting of ice and snow and the grass grows and the warbler flies, only to hear Ling Zhi, who led the way, say that it is not far from the Ember Mountain.

"It's almost there, and it took more than two months to rush along the way. ”

"This journey has really cost the hall master. ”

"It's really exhausting me, and when I'm detoxified, I'm going back to my Xiuhuazhuang for a year and a half. ”

"There is not much time left until the March period of poisoning, what if this cold magic doctor doesn't detoxify us?"

"I don't know what this cold demon doctor wants, poisoning so many of us, unless he forces us to come all the way, he won't have other plans. ”

"It's all in the hands of his cold demon doctor, how can he take care of so much, if you want me to say, if his cold magic doctor doesn't detoxify us, it's a big deal that we will kill together and die with this demon. ”

"I'd rather be broken than broken, if that cold demon doctor wants to hold me hostage and do something harmful, it's just a dream!"

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The joy of approaching the Ember Mountain and the fear of facing the unknown made most people forget about the tiredness of the journey, and after the discussion, they were emotional and morale-high.

Many chivalrous warriors are even more righteous, and they say that the cold demon doctor is full of evil, as if they have forgotten that they are here to detoxify, and they are asking for help, but they are like they are coming to crusade against a demon who everyone has to be punished.

Rong Yunxiao was not interested in these rivers and lakes disputes, and Hua Wuying and Qing Xiyun had both experienced the ridiculous thing of being attacked by the so-called righteous Xianmen family, so they all scoffed at this familiar scene and disdained it.

It wasn't until they passed through the dense forest where everything was revived that they completely entered the Ember Mountain Realm, and the noise of the crowd increased instead of decreasing. When he saw the scene in front of him, some of the people in the crowd began to shout.

"The broken place where this bird doesn't is Ember Mountain?

"That's right, it's spring, and the place where I just passed is still in full bloom, how can this place be more cold than the harsh winter?"

"Master Cheng, this mountain is the Ember Mountain. Ling Zhi didn't pay attention to those who were shouting, walked in front of Cheng Ruiguang, stretched out his hand and pointed ahead, and said.

The ember mountain in front of you was originally a huge snow-capped mountain, but now it is early spring, and everywhere is full of spring. But this ember mountain is covered with snow, and the cold is pressing.

There is not a single inch of grass growing in the radius of the Ember Mountain, and there is a very domineering cold atmosphere, which makes everyone feel that the closer they get to the foot of the mountain, the more cold they are to the bone.

This kind of coldness is not the cold of the howling wind, nor the cold of the ice and snow, but the kind of cold that seems to pierce the bones and blood of thousands of ice needles one after another. When I looked up, I couldn't see the peak of this snow-capped mountain, but saw a huge snow-capped mountain cut off by clouds and mist.

All the horses, as soon as they entered the barren Ember Mountain Boundary, stopped in their tracks, and no matter how they were whipped, they only neighed and raised their front hooves, and then turned back in horror.

After many attempts, the group had to leave the horses and wagons where they were, put on their thick winter coats that had long since faded, and walked towards Ember Mountain.

People who practice martial arts practice have internal and spiritual power to support their bodies, and they have to resist with a little luck, even if it is a harsh winter, they can only wear single clothes. But now that he is wrapped in a thick winter coat and cloak, he still feels that this cold breath has seeped into his bones and blood.

The maids and servants of Xionghutang were even more frozen, clenching their teeth, and their whole bodies were only shivering. Before they had gone far, there were already people who were so frozen that they could barely stand, and they could barely hold on to them by relying on those with profound internal strength to drive away some true qi to drive away the cold.

The sunset melts gold, the twilight clouds merge, and the red afterglow crosses a layer of light gold for a group of people who are freezing and walking. It is a rare beauty, but it is full of cold and treacherous.

"Hall Master, why don't you let them return to the carriage and wait, if they go any further, they will freeze to death before they reach the foot of the mountain. The steward of Xiong Hutang looked at a few maids who were about to faint, and walked to Cheng Ruiguang's side and proposed.

"It's okay to send someone back before they go far. Cheng Ruiguang took the advice of the steward, and only walked less than 100 meters, these people who have no skills can't hold on to relying on others to give them the true qi to drive away the cold, and if they insist on moving forward, they are afraid that they will die immediately.

Not to mention ordinary subordinates who have no skills, even Cheng Ruiguang, who boasts of deep internal strength, does not dare to guarantee that this towering snow-capped mountain will be able to reach the top safely if he is strong.

Among all the people, the only one who didn't feel that this kind of cold was not like an ice needle piercing the bones and blood was Hua Wuying. Flower Soul Valley has always been cold, and she has always had a thousand years of cold silk in her body, so her ability to tolerate cold is stronger than ordinary people.

Hua Wuying didn't know if it was her own illusion, she always felt that the cold seemed to be absorbed by the thousand-year-old cold silk she hid in her hair.

Everyone who rushed to the Ember Mountain, except for the flowers, everyone felt like stepping on the ice blade with bare feet. The time of a stick of incense passed, and before the foot of the mountain arrived, his feet had lost sensation, and he only knew how to move forward numbly.

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