Xuanling Continent, located in the east of Dayan, is a vast land and a strong man.

In the Xuanling Continent, the most powerful is the Xuanling Palace. Several of the founders of the Xuanling Hall have all ascended to the Immortal Realm, and when they ascended, they left behind many spiritual weapons in the Xuanling Palace, so under such a background, the other forces of the Xuanling Continent bowed down.

Now, the Xuanling Continent is recruiting disciples, and in many remote areas, young people are carrying their bags and constantly flocking to the Xuanling Continent.

All the uprooting is for the glory of the ancestors!

At this time, it is winter, and the snowflakes are falling, and they are covered in silver everywhere, and they are white.

On the road to the Xuanling Continent, it was covered with heavy snow.

Driving, a carriage came galloping in, leaving two deep marks on the snow, breaking the poetic picture.

On the carriage, a jade hand opened the curtains, revealing a pretty face, Qiong's nose and cherry mouth, no powder, who is not Hu Ji'er.

Hu Ji'er looked at the flying snow in the wind, and reached out the window to catch a snowflake, which had melted into a drop of water when it was in front of him.

Hu Ji'er's eyes were slightly melancholy, looking at the water droplets in his palm, and gently flicked them out.

"If only he were a desolate!" he shook his head.

Suddenly, two fast horses galloped behind him, Hu Ji'er looked through the window, and the figure on the horse landed, sighing:

"Isn't this the deputy general in Dayan's army that day?"

And the big bull also saw Hu Ji'er on the carriage, and after being stunned, he stopped and hugged his fist at Hu Ji'er:

"I haven't seen you for many days, is Miss okay?"

Hu Ji'er was expressionless and did not answer, but looked at the woman on the back of another horse, the woman was beautiful and moving, it was Li Yanling.

Da Niu looked sideways at Li Yanling and said softly:

"Yan Ling, this is the lady of the desolate aristocracy that I mentioned to you on the battlefield that day. ”

Li Yanling looked at Hu Ji'er, sighed lightly, and withdrew his gaze, very cold.

Da Niu looked embarrassed, turned his head to Hu Ji'er and asked:

"Miss is also going to the Xuanling Continent?"

Hu Ji'er nodded, and didn't say anything, Da Niu was secretly annoyed, but with a smile on his face, he said:

"Then I'll take the first step, Miss take care. ”

After speaking, riding away with Li Yanling, Hu Ji'er looked at the two people who left, fell into deep thought, and said secretly:

"This time I went to the Xuanling Continent, I have to beware of this seemingly honest boy!"

...

It didn't take long for a group of people to pass by, and a wide line was drawn on the white snow.

In a certain area, an old man in gray carried a sack and his body was extremely fast, heading towards the Xuanling Continent.

The old man's face was full of depression, he looked at the ring on his index finger, and muttered:

"This kid is obviously dead, why can't he put it in my storage ring?

The more the gray-clothed old man thought about it, the more excited he became, and he didn't feel depressed anymore when he looked at the sack on his shoulder, and quickly headed towards the Xuanling Continent.

After the old man in gray left, he saw a young man walking slowly with an old woman, the old woman was holding a black cane, and kept coughing, the young man looked questioned, and said:

"Grandma, why do we have to walk so slowly? Directly use the spiritual power, and we will arrive at the Xuanling Continent in a few hours. ”

The old woman looked at the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with a kind face.

"There are many strong people in the Xuanling Continent, we have to be cautious, and this time we go to the Xuanling Continent, where the Tianjiao gathers, you don't have to be impulsive, it's a big deal!"

Hearing that the old woman mentioned the Tianjiao of the Xuanling Continent, the young man's eyes lit up with fighting intent, but the next moment he hid it, for fear that the old woman would see it, so he quickly nodded and said:

"I see, Grandma. ”

On the periphery of the Xuanling Continent, a huge city stands majestically. Da Niu and Li Yanling were shocked when they looked at such a majestic city gate.

Beside the huge city gate, dozens of men and women dressed in white and carrying long swords were waiting here, and when they saw Da Niu and Li Yanling, one of them stepped forward and said:

"Are you here to participate in the selection of disciples of the Xuanling Palace?"

Da Niu and Li Yanling hurriedly dismounted, hugged their fists and said:

"Yes, dare to ask, but Senior Brother Xuanling Palace?"

"Exactly, you wait to enter the city and stay first, and then follow us to the Xuanling Realm in a while. ”

"Yes, brother. Da Niu and Li Yanling sighed secretly, it seems that this is not the Xuanling Palace, how big is this Xuanling Continent!

After a while, Hu Ji'er also arrived, and was also told to enter the city and wait.

The old man in gray carried a bag of hemp and came to the outside of the city, while the man in white next to him saw the old man in gray and hurriedly bowed down to give way.

"Welcome to the Soul Heaven Protector. ”

With a wave of his sleeves, he entered the city directly without looking back, and after a while, he came to a mansion in the city, but there was no one else in the mansion. The old man came to a hut, put the sack on the ground, and hurried out.

...

Wu Chen was floating around in a pitch-black space, unable to leave this strange space, muttering:

"Where the hell is this place, and it's not an extradition space, could it be that I'm really dead?" thought about it and shook his head to veto.

"No, no, if you die, you have to cross the Nai He Bridge and go down to the eighteenth layer of hell!"

"Phew, I'm so handsome, plus Meng Po is my aunt, I shouldn't go to the eighteenth layer of hell!"

Wu Chen floated forward, I don't know how long it took, Wu Chen, who couldn't bear the loneliness, felt like crazy.

"I'm an old man, come and save me!"

Wu Chen suddenly felt sad, remembering that over the years, he was discriminated against, beaten to death by Li Yanling, pulled by Li Potian to fill the army, and then betrayed by Da Niu, and Hu Ji'er was also cut off by himself.

Except for his sister and the elderly, only Meng Po is good to herself.

"It's really ironic, except for my sister and the old man, the best person for me is actually a ghost!" Wu Chen muttered.

Thinking of Meng Po looking at herself gently, Wu Chen's nose was sour, a soul who had just met, she treated me like this.

And in the Yang Realm, there is only deception, disdain, and scheming.

Looking at the dark space blankly, Wu Chen shook his head and said, "Why do you want to think so much, as long as you find your sister, what is good to me, I will always remember, what is bad to me has nothing to do with me." ”

Continue to drift forward, floating for a long time, still no exit.

Wu Chen was helpless, sat up, thought to himself, and suddenly felt a coolness on his eyebrows,

I saw Wu Chen's soul forehead, and a seven-colored crystal appeared, leaving Wu Chen's eyebrows, exuding a colorful light, floating not far away.

"This, this is the colorful flower from Meng Po!" Wu Chen stretched out his hand to touch it, but a chill hit him, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly withdrew his hand.

I saw that the seven-colored crystal opened a crack, and a red mist floated out of it, condensing into a woman in red.

The woman's figure is enchanting, and her beautiful face is like a person in a painting, classical and beautiful. It's as if standing there, it will make people's hearts pound and they can't stop.

Wu Chen looked at the woman in red, and her mouth was wide open.

"You, how could you be in the crystal? Wasn't it my hallucination at that time?" Wu Chen was shocked, thinking of the scene of the classical woman in red drinking eight bowls of Meng Po soup in a row, and hurriedly retreated.

The woman looked at her surroundings blankly, frowned slightly, heard Wu Chen's voice, turned her head to look at Wu Chen, and giggled.

"Childe, let's meet again, the slave family misses you so much!"

As he spoke, he was about to pounce on Wu Chen, but Wu Chen stepped back again and said loudly:

"Don't, sister, I'm still young, I'm still a virgin, and I'm not familiar with it yet!"

The woman was stunned, looked at the panicked Wu Chen, and suddenly resented on her face, which was pitiful.

"What's the matter? Have you forgotten the slave family?"

"How can you forget, sister in red, you have drunk eight bowls of Meng Po soup in a row, and you are still fine! How dare the younger brother forget?" Looking at the resentful eyes of the woman in red, Wu Chen hurriedly turned his head sideways and said secretly, why does this look make his heart weak?

"Childe, look at the slave family, do you remember this?"

Wu Chen was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look, and hurriedly covered his eyes and shouted:

"Sister, if you have something to say, don't take off your clothes, ahhhh

Wu Chen's eyes looked at the classical woman in red in front of him from his fingers, only to see the woman's hands slowly untie the belt around her waist, turn around, and half of her clothes faded, revealing her jade back.

A brilliant peony tattoo is engraved on the jade spine, as if it were real!