Ten thousand years of colored snow, frost leaves and ice flowers, here is the North Stygian Snow Mountain.

In the North Stygian Snow Mountain, there is a man and two women

I don't know if the woman is Yan Xiaomei or Yan Xiaomei today.

Fortunately, men don't have to bother to guess, it has always been the impermanence of the black king.

It's just that it's the impermanence of the black monarch who has changed his eyes.

The new eyes were cast by Yan Xiaomei's soul spirit, so they were brighter and more transparent.

Transparent can be seen, hiding behind the snow peaks of the white impermanence.

Bai Wuchang sat leaning on the peak, and was holding his fingers to do something.

The sound of ice above his head sounded, and Heijun sneered and asked, "Why bother to calculate?"

"Huh, do you know what I'm counting?"

Bai Wuchang raised his head, just in time to meet the bright new eyes of Black Impermanence.

"You helped Yan Xiaomei collect all the ten souls and ten spirits, how could she lose your benefits?"

"It turns out that the master thought I was calculating how much bonus I could earn. ”

Bai Wuchang smiled and shook his head: "Non-yes, non-yes." ”

He got up slowly, slapped the snow off his body with his backhand, and smiled so proudly: "If the condition I talk about is to only make a few dollars, the master will inevitably underestimate me." ”

Hei Wuchang sneered, fell down the snow peak, and looked at the sky with his hands in his hands.

Looking at this appearance, he obviously didn't plan to pay attention to Bai Wuchang anymore, but Bai Wuchang didn't seem to know, so he happily approached Hei Wuchang's side and asked lightly: "Master, guess what's the condition for me to negotiate?"

"Mountains of gold, mountains of silver. ”

With such a huge wealth, everyone wants to ask for it, Bai Wuchang was also happy when he heard this, but he still shook his head: "The master still underestimated me, the conditions I talked about are better than this, guess again." ”

can ignore him, Hei Wuchang has already given him face, but he has not finished selling it, causing Hei Wuchang to move a few steps away, put his hands in front of his chest, and don't look at him.

The joy in his heart could not be shared with others, it was a kind of torture for Bai Wuchang, and he immediately softened his voice: "Don't guess, don't guess, I'll tell the master." ”

The palace of impermanence of gold bricks and jade tiles, do not worship the king and do not listen to the announcement.

This kind of condition is rare for eternity.

provoked Hei Wuchang to sneer: "This is what Yan Xiaomei promised you?"

"This is what my godmother promised me. ”

Hei Wuchang sneered, a little disdainful: "How can Meng Nu be the master of the underworld?"

"Master, I don't know. Bai Wuchang didn't care at all: "There are two kings in the underworld, brother and sister, godmother is the person that brother dreams of, and she is also a person with the same heart as sister, if she can't be the master of the underworld, I really don't know who can be the master of the underworld?"

"Bai Wuchang, maybe you are a little clever, but you don't understand the way of kings. Hei Wuchang sighed coldly: "The way of the king, I am the only one, how can I allow others to build a palace?"

How lonely will the ancients be, let alone the king?

If a king has a tolerant heart, how can he be lonely?

Bai Wuchang thought for a while, nodded seriously, frowned and asked with a smile: "Could it be that the young master was a king before he served as the Black Monarch of the Difu?"

Hearing him suddenly ask, Hei Wuchang's face turned cold, and his eyebrows were frosted: "I have something to ask you." ”

"Of course I know that the master has something to ask me, otherwise the master wouldn't have come to look for me and put up with me so much verbosity. He knew that he was verbose, but he still kept talking: "Not only do I know that the master has something to ask me, but I also know that the woman in the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain today is Yan Xiaomei." ”

Ignoring his speculation, Hei Wuchang asked the doubts in his heart: "You have recovered the seven souls and six souls for Yan Xiaomei, plus Yan Xiaomei's original life soul essence, now it is eight souls and seven spirits, when do you think Yan Xiaomei will be able to leave the Northern Stygian Snow Mountain?"

Bai Wuchang smiled lightly, deliberately pretending to be confused: "The master's arithmetic is very good, but the problem is strange, if the sister wants to get out of the snow mountain, of course he has to wait for two more souls and three spirits." ”

"Bai Wuchang, I thought you were a smart person. Hei Wuchang sneered contemptuously and only said this half sentence.

"Oh, is the master suspicious of something?"

White impermanence asked, but black impermanence did not answer.

"Could it be that the young master is worried, what will happen to my sister after she leaves the customs?"

After the question, Bai Wuchang immediately shook his head: "Even if she wants to make any moves, she can't avoid the decisive battle with the master, as long as the master moves the chain, are you still worried about her actions?"

He said it so flatteringly, but it provoked Hei Wuchang to stare at him tightly, as if he had seen through him pretending to be crazy and stupid.

"Speaking of which, I'll tell you another piece of news. Bai Wuchang took out his feather fan and shook it very proudly: "The young master and my sister are about to fight this matter, I have opened a gambling plate in the Three Realms, and I have now collected a lot of gambling money, as long as this battle starts, no matter who loses or wins, I will make a steady profit." ”

Speaking of which, he was already laughing uncontrollably, and even wiped his tears: "To be honest, I sometimes admire myself, how did I come up with such a smart idea?"

As soon as the words fell, the phoenix roared in the distance.

Yan Xiaomei sat on the ice-winged snow phoenix, and scolded: "Bai impermanence, do you bet me to win more, or bet on black impermanence to win more?"

Seeing the little sister appear, Bai Wuchang immediately sweated, gave a deep salute to the little sister in the air, and then threw out the joy soul bead, which only then did he respond: "King, I said that the gambling plate is black and impermanent, how dare the ghost minister joke with the king's decisive battle?"

The little sister brought back the happy soul, adding a little more gorgeous, the colorful phoenix was in the air, and the dark voice was fluttering: "Black impermanence, calculating women behind your back, do you still have the face to praise the gentleman?"

The black army volleyed in the air and released a ghost voice: "Yan Xiaomei, your soul will be full, I hope you will keep your word, first return the smile and frown, and then fight me to the death." ”

Caifeng's ice wings flew, and the little sister laughed wildly: "If I fight you to the death first, and then smile, will you still dare to beat me?"

She said so despicable, the reason why Heijun was restrained in the North Stygian Snow Mountain was only because she was holding Yan Xiaomei hostage.

Otherwise, this decisive battle, I am afraid that the first time he met the two, it would have already begun.

"White impermanence, go and find my courage, in the luckiest of life. After giving the king's order, he smiled at Hei Wuchang again: "I just accepted the happy soul and wanted to find you to practice your moves, you should be careful, but don't hurt your smile." ”

Before the sound fell, the colorful phoenix driven by the little sister sprayed the blizzard that swept the sky.

The blizzard peaked, pressing the black impermanence inside.

Bai Wuxian hid when he was in danger, smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and escaped faster than anyone else.

Sighing as he fled, he said helplessly to himself: "Just say don't let him hurt Yan Xiaomei, how can you be willing to hurt him?"

Before he could finish this sentence, Xuefeng was torn apart, and an iron chain led the way, tying up the little sister's colorful phoenix ice wings.

Bai Wuchang looked back at it from afar, and was simply miserable: "If you go back to the underworld in the future and still make such a fuss, who can sleep enough?"

With a long and bitter sigh, he no longer bothered to look at these two people playing the wine.

White Boots kicked up the snow mist, and he went to find the eighth spirit of the little sister.

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