"Are you saying that the cold pool in the backyard of the earth is the cold pool where the Ice Fox Ji was sealed back then?"

"That's right, after ten thousand years of vicissitudes, many have changed, but the cold pool is still there. In order to attract spirits for scholars, I moved the true yuan and have been recuperating on the shore of Tianling Lake. Recently, I felt Ji's breath, so I looked for it, I didn't want to be a step too late, Ji had already broken through the seal and escaped from the cold pool. ”

Huaxin paced slowly, thinking about the words of the white fox, no wonder Jun Yin would say that ten thousand years ago, there were rivers of blood everywhere, but Cangwu Mountain was spared.

Before she was severely damaged by the abyss, her divine power was invincible, and her seal not only sealed Ji's mana, but anyone who approached the seal would be sealed. Even if the Nine Dragons True Monarch Junyi is in Cangwu Mountain, affected by the Hantan Seal, he can't use spells.

Therefore, the seal of Hantan protected every grass and tree in this Cangwu Mountain.

Since the battle of Luna Mountain, she has been severely injured and her divine power has been lost, so the seal has gradually weakened, and if she hadn't gone deep into the cold pool, she would hardly feel the suppression of the seal.

That day, Shuyi explored the cold pool at night, and the cold poison in the cold pool when he came out of the cold pool was the cold poison on the ice fox, and Shuyi felt that he couldn't use the spell, but also because he was limited by the seal.

Later, when she was in Qingcheng, the divine vein was destroyed, and the seal was even weaker, and it was not impossible for Ji to break the seal. Don't...... Lan Ruoan's disappearance is related to Rao Ji?

It seems that Penglai purple ...... The reason why it is called Penglai purple is because this flower is born in the legendary fairy mountain...... Buzhou Mountain, looking at it from afar, it looks like a purple glow perched on the fairy mountain, so it is named.

If it weren't for the Red Shadow or the Ice Fox, who would be able to pick the fairy mountain flowers?

But if it was really Ji's doing, Lan Ruoan was afraid that it was really bad luck, so ...... Shuyi went to investigate this matter, wouldn't it be more auspicious?

Ice Fox Ji is a demon king of a realm, with thousands of years of cultivation, and has been instructed by the Red Underworld, and is more ferocious and violent than ordinary monsters, if Shuyi meets her now, she may not be her opponent!

Thinking about it like this, I suddenly felt a heart in my heart.

She steadied her trembling lips, trying to keep her composure, and asked, "Can you sense where Ji is now?"

Wan Ling's eyes flashed, and she sighed, "If I could sense it, I wouldn't come to my sister." ”

The so-called cutting grass does not remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows, and the painting heart suddenly feels annoyed by the kindness of the thought of the year.

She had a dark face, pursed her lips and didn't speak, and the atmosphere fell silent.

Suddenly, a slight sound in the courtyard broke the silence, Wan Ling's ears and eyes were clear, and she glanced into the courtyard, and a face poked out from behind the wisteria flower stand, looming, with clear eyebrows, it was the hairy boy who recklessly bumped into her in Nian'an Hall today.

Painting Xingan waited anxiously, looked up and saw Qing Jiuying, then pointed at the white fox and instructed him, "You treat Miss Wanling well, she likes to listen to operas, you sing to her that white fox is not immortal." ”

Seeing that Huaxin said, he actually walked outside Wuxin's house, Qing Jiuying hurriedly stepped forward and stopped, "Master, where are you going, Master has ordered, you can't go out." ”

He didn't reply, "Go find your master." ”

"That Xiao Jiu will accompany Shi Niang. ”

Qing Jiuying was about to catch up, but was stopped by the white fox reaching out, "With your three-legged cat's kung fu, what can you do when you catch up, when the time comes, will your master save your master or save you?"

It was obviously a ridicule, but Wan Ling said it with a smile, Qing Jiuying not only was not annoyed, but also quietly blushed, fortunately, the night was thick, and it was not real.

Qing Jiuying bit his lip and thought, apart from his master, how could there be such a peugeot beauty who smiled at him so much that he panicked and jumped wildly.

"Why, don't you want to sing it for me?" Wan Ling Yan smiled.

"Willing to ......" Qing Jiuying nodded straight and cleared Wan Ling into the West Garden, made a pot of white dew tea for Wan Ling, and threw her green water sleeves away, and babbled and sang.

The tactful and poignant tone added a bit of gloom to the already solemn dark night, and it made people's hearts panic when they heard it, like a parting song when they said goodbye, and like an elegy when they mourned......