In a cave, a bonfire "snapped, snapped" and sounded.

Xiao Mo stood quietly outside the cave, and the snow was falling non-stop. A slight gasp pulled his mind back from the battle of Tianju Mountain eight years ago.

Han Yanli's face was much better, but it was still terrifyingly pale.

"It's not time to act rashly. Xiao Motou didn't reply lightly.

Han Yan had been awake for a while, but she didn't speak, the back of the person in front of her was very unfamiliar, and she wasn't sure if this person was a messenger sent by Tianju Mountain.

Han Yanli took a breath, closed her eyes, and breathed, the unfamiliar cyan aura in her body was like a soft spring, slowly circulating in her body, and the blood in the meridians where she went slowly dispersed, and the depleted aura was like encountering a spring drizzle, breeding again, extremely comfortable.

"Thank you for the rescue. "The cold voice is like a stone in the autumn stream, and the cold wall is cold and pine.

Xiao Mo still didn't look back, and his tone was indifferent: "You only have one hour to recover." ”

Han Yanli frowned slightly, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, but he quickly regained his coldness, and stopped talking and concentrated on his body.

The Northern Han Palace is in danger, the master is in danger, there is no time for her to hesitate and speculate, she must recover as soon as possible.

The bonfire had burned out, and only a trace of black smoke rose from the ashes, and soon disappeared into the cave.

"When the hour came, Miss Lao Fuhan took me to the North Cold Palace. Xiao Mo turned his head slowly, his expression a little strange.

"Are you?" Han Yanli did not stretch his brows in the slightest, the man's cheeks were thin, and his eyes showed a strange light in the night, for some reason Han Yanli had a sense of déjà vu, but his tone was stiff and cold, but she couldn't determine the identity of this person for a while, but it was certain that this person was by no means the messenger of Tianju Mountain.

"Eight years ago, when the Tianju Mountain was in the big competition, Miss Han saw it below. Xiao Mo didn't recognize any displeasure in himself because of Han Yanli. Eight years later, seeing the old man again, even with his current indifferent state of mind, there will inevitably be a trace of fluctuations.

Han Yanli wasn't used to spending a lot of time looking at someone, but at the moment her eyes were still firmly on the face of the man in front of her.

Yes, that gaze with anger, resentment, resoluteness, but it didn't seem to have the slightest emotion, she had seen the Fang Yuemen disciple who forced herself to have to spend a lot of energy to sacrifice to the north in the Tianju Mountain Great Competition, and she barely defeated him.

In the years that followed, the disciple's inexplicable expression appeared in her mind several times, stirring her calm heart again and again.

Han Yanli exhaled, his gaze changed slightly: "Xiao Yusheng." ”

"There is no Xiao Yusheng in this world, only Xiao Mo. Xiao Mo's voice was as flat as ever.

Han Yanli was stunned, and for some reason he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and after a while, he seemed to ponder for a moment, and his eyes became sharp: "Since it is Xiao Mo of the Demon Sect's Shenyin Valley, I'm afraid I won't be able to do what you want." ”

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The black Xuanshi Forest is cold and hard far better than steel, it is a rare treasure material in the world to build a city, but it looks inconspicuous, the black texture is mixed with irregular gray lines, and it is not visible in the world like the Northern Cold Palace, but the edge is hidden.

Most young cultivators in the Central Plains have only one impression of the inconspicuous Northern Han Palace, which is the beautiful and dusty appearance of the fairy Han Yan of the Northern Han Palace on the Tianju Mountain eight years ago, and the extremely high cultivation that is extremely incommensurate with her age.

Of course, more cultivators of the older generation knew that although the Northern Han Palace had always been infamous, before it was removed from the Righteous Path, its true inner strength had always been firmly in the ranks of the five major sects of the Righteous Path.

It's just that the disciples of the Northern Cold Palace have always lived in seclusion, and have always been in a barbaric place like the North Pole, so they have never attracted the attention of many Central Plains cultivators.

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Beihan Palace, [Slaying the Dragon].

It is very incompatible with the low-key style pursued by the Northern Han Palace, the three big characters in the main hall of the North Han Palace [Slaying the Dragon Que], the iron painting silver hook, and the blood-red big characters, are deeply trapped in the white Xuanbing, cold and solemn. Even if he just glanced at it from afar, he felt an awe-inspiring killing intent rushing towards him.

"Good!" Master Xuan Ci shouted the Buddha's name, and took his eyes away from the three words [Dragon Slaying Que] that were revealing a strange blood light, and the Zen sense was lost in an instant, and there was a faint trace of melancholy in Xuan Ci's lowered eyes.

Just when Xuan Ci was slightly distracted, a peaceful voice sounded in his ears: "Master." ”

Xuan Ci turned his head, and his gaze fell on Ming's plain white and ordinary face, revealing a hint of relief.

The eyes of the lantern are as bright as the stars in the night, and before such ferocity, there is not the slightest ripple above the Zen mind, and the eyes are as clear as the lake.

Xuan Ci's melancholy inadvertently disappeared a little, his hands were folded, and his fluctuating mood returned to calm.

"Master, the ferocious intent above the [Dragon Slaying Que] is better than one day at a time, but I am afraid that the fierce thing in Beihai is not far from recovering its heyday. The person who spoke was a woman wearing an elegant palace dress, the woman looked like she was in her thirties, and her face was a little ugly at the moment, which diluted her original good posture and made her more aggressive.

In addition to the master and apprentice of Xuanci in Dajue Temple, there are more than a dozen men or women next to the women in palace costumes, all of whom are elders with real power in the Beihan Palace. Except for You Xiao, who had just been promoted to elder not long ago, there was no elder who didn't know the ins and outs of [Dragon Slaying Que], so she didn't deliberately shy away from it.

The woman in the palace costume seemed to have expected their reaction, the increasing worry in the eyes of the elders these days, she had already seen it in her eyes, even if she concealed the matter of [Slaying the Dragon Que], it would be useless, not to mention that the Great Elder Yazhu had already used this matter to put pressure on her frequently.

[Dragon Slaying Que] is so fierce that even the calmest elders will inevitably guess what it may mean, and it is better to make this matter public than to let Tooth Zhu take the opportunity to incite other elders and disciples.

The palace woman has been in charge of the Beihan Palace for nearly two hundred years, and she quickly weighed the pros and cons, not to mention that at this time, there are still Xuanci monks of Dajue Temple present, and she will be afraid of one or two.

The palace woman's expression was constricted, and her eyes fell on the elders: "Elders, do you know why my Northern Cold Palace has been dormant in a poor place like the North Pole and does not ask about the world?"

"The Northern Cold Palace has guarded the North Pole for nearly a thousand years, naturally to deter those inhuman barbarians in the North Sea, and my Northern Cold Palace has been the barrier of the Central Plains Arctic since ancient times. ”

Elders, you look at me, I look at you, I really don't know why the Han Ling Su Palace Master asked this.

In the past thousand years, no matter how the Central Plains Cultivation Realm has changed, the Northern Cold Palace has always been willing to live in this bitter cold place, and has never stretched out its hands and feet beyond the Beiguan. Even if they were once far stronger than the current First Heavenly Residence Gate, they had never touched half an inch of the Central Plains.

Even two hundred years ago, because of "collusion with the Demon Sect", he was removed from the righteous path by the righteous path in the world, and the Northern Han Palace also faintly endured it. The Northern Cold Palace has been inherited for thousands of years, and it has its own glory.

Even if the world doesn't know about it, every disciple of the Northern Cold Palace is deeply aware of the righteousness they uphold.

They are the orthodox descendants of the human race, and they were born to guard the North Sea and defend against the "North Sea Dragon Clan". They don't need the world's recognition, the "North Sea Dragon Clan" has not been able to cross the Northern Cold Palace for thousands of years, and the human race has not been harassed by foreign races for thousands of years, which is their greatest glory.

Therefore, when Han Lingsu asked, these elders naturally didn't know what the palace master meant.