In the village chief's house in the cold valley, Nangong Muxue shook her head in disbelief when she heard the village chief's description. Everyone looked at Nangong Muxue, who looked crazy, and looked at each other, confused...

"What's wrong, Mu Xue?!" Seeing this, Lin Mo stepped forward and hugged Nangong Mu Xue, and said with a worried expression.

"He... He just said it. It's clearly my father. It's Nangong who asks! That big bird should be my father's divine beast... Heavy Bird. Nangong Muxue threw herself into Lin Mo's arms and cried in disbelief.

"What!?" said the crowd in surprise.

"Village Chief, can you please describe that person's appearance and figure in detail" Lin Mo protected Nangong Muxue in his arms, turned his head and asked the village chief for confirmation.

"Ah, that's a strange old man. His eyes were red, and when he released the blizzard, his hair was unusually unusual. The village chief paused and continued, "Oh, yes, yes. He was also dressed in a delicate blue satin embroidered with a little snowflake... ”

"Delicate blue satin with a little snowflake embroidered on it. Lin Mo and the others looked at each other when they heard this, and muttered quietly.

"It's him! it's my father!" Nangong Muxue cried and continued, "That dress is the symbol of our Flying Snow Pavilion. ”

"That's right, according to the description of this village chief, it is indeed the same as the old man he saw in the Three Immortal Caves that day. Lin Mo protected Nangong Muxue in his arms with one hand, and secretly continued in his heart: "It's just that the old man should have been sealed in the cave by the cold ice that day, how could he appear here, Wu Ying and the others sent people to look for it, and they have never seen that village... ”

Thinking of this, Lin Mo asked Wu Yingdao, "Do you remember the general location where we fell in that cave that day!?"

"Of course I do. Wu Ying continued with a disdainful expression: "Otherwise, how could I arrange for Feiyun Tie to ride to investigate, but there is no one in a radius of dozens of miles. ”

"Then do you know how far away this place is from this cold valley!?" Lin Mo said thoughtfully.

"That should be a long way off. Wu Ying pondered for a moment and continued: "This cold valley is already the extreme north of the Feiyun Country, adjacent to the Star Country, and the village where we were on that day is the hinterland of the country, and the two places are far apart. ”

"In this way, the Nangong seniors came here again after being frozen in the cave that day!?" Lin Mo heard this, and his heart was full of doubts.

Just when everyone was puzzled, suddenly several cold arrows shot in from outside the window, and Wu Ying blocked in front of everyone, holding a spear to shoot down the flying cold arrows one by one. Then he shouted: "Who is making a mistake here!"

After that, Wu Ying flew up and walked out of the window, Lin Mo settled Nangong Muxue, who was a little distracted, and a group of family members, and hurriedly followed out with the village chief.

When he came to the house, he saw Wu Ying fighting with a group of black-clothed people, and saw that his skills were the same as those in black-clothed in Sanssouci City. Lin Mo couldn't exercise because of the soul poison in his body, so he couldn't help much, so he could only watch the battle quietly with the village chief.

Although the other party was outnumbered, Wu Ying was obviously superior. I saw that after a violent collision of true qi and soul power, Wu Ying's spear swept away, and everyone was already on their backs, wailing and falling to the ground.

Wu Ying held a spear and stabbed it in front of the leader of the black-clothed man, and the cold and sharp spear head pressed against the neck of the black-clothed man and threatened: "Who are you!? Why did you make a surprise attack!?"

"They are the minions of the Snow Eagle Lord!"

"It's they who covet our town and village Zen staff!"

"Kill them, kill them!"

At this time, the people in the village had already been awakened by the sound of fighting, and surrounded a group of black-clothed people. Before the leading man in black could speak, the villagers had already gossiped in response.

"No. That's right.. The black-clothed man in the lead trembled under the cold spear, and continued tremblingly: "We are indeed the Snow Eagle Lord's subordinates, and those who know each other are about to let us go. Otherwise, the lord will come in a while, and none of you will want to get out of the valley alive!"

"What Snow Eagle Lord. Hearing this, Wu Ying continued with a disdainful expression: "I'm still the general of Feiyun Kingdom, I'm still not afraid of your lord! ”

After that, Wu Ying raised the gun and was about to stab the man in black in the neck...

Suddenly, there was a strong wind in the air, and a blizzard swept in the sky, and the wind and snow were so strong that they seemed to overturn and bury the houses, and the people could not open their eyes, so they could only hide their faces.

"This... What is it.. Wu Ying held a spear to cover his face and resisted, unable to believe it.

"What a powerful true qi ... Lin Mo protected the village chief and hid in the corner.

When everyone was blinded by the surging wind and snow, Wu Ying only felt a chill under his feet, this cold feeling was still slowly moving upward, and soon Wu Ying felt that his lower body was numb, as if he was frozen, unable to move.

Just when Wu Ying opened his eyes with difficulty and was about to lean over to check, suddenly an old man appeared in front of Wu Ying in the wind and snow, and the corner of the old man's mouth was pursed with a cold smile, which was a hideous face.

Wu Ying screamed in fright and wanted to retreat, but found that he couldn't move at all, and Wu Ying, who only had his upper body able to move, desperately danced his spear and stabbed at the old man in front of him. But the old man seemed to be the wind and snow itself, and his body was very flexible to flip in the wind and snow, and no matter how Wu Ying attacked, he couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

Seeing this, Wu Ying immediately exerted all his strength, wielding a series of powerful true qi and slamming into the wind and snow. But Wu Ying's powerful true qi seemed to be a drop in the ocean in front of the wind and snow, although it hit it, it seemed to have no effect at all, and instantly dissipated in the snow wind.

After repeating it several times, Wu Ying was exhausted, but he felt that the chill in his lower body continued to move upward, and before Wu Ying came back to his senses, his whole body was completely frozen up, standing like an ice sculpture in the cold wind.

After a long time, the wind stopped suddenly, and everyone was shocked when they saw Wu Ying frozen in the valley, and they fell to the ground and begged for mercy.

"Wu Ying, Wu Ying!" Seeing this, Lin Mo hurriedly came to Wu Ying and called out loudly.

But no matter how Lin Mo called, Wu Ying still didn't react, just stayed quietly in the ice sculpture.

Seeing this, Lin Mo was instantly furious, looked around at the groveling people in front of him, and then looked viciously at an old man standing calmly in the valley.

The old man was dressed in a fine blue satin, as the village chief had described, and there were some snowflakes embroidered on it. That's right, it was Nangong who asked me, but it looked slightly different from when I saw it in the Three Immortals Cave before. He had long hair, red eyes, and a hideous face, and he was not at all as kind as he had ever seen before, like a demon with blood on his hands...

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