The Snowcat Tribe, a splendid castle.

A young spirit in silver-white armor, with a jade-white spirit sword at his waist, stood on the towering city wall with a gloomy face, looking out at the outside of the tribe.

His brow furrowed, with a hint of gloomy anxiety, seemed to be waiting for someone.

After a while, four solemn-looking spirit guards with a sallow face came to him quickly.

"Commander Qiyu, Feng Xun, who had followed the general to the Pig King Mountain to set up a formation, has been brought!"

The four guards shouted in unison, their voices loud and respectful, and the first two guards saluted at the same time, and at the same time, they also kicked the old man in the calf, causing him to fall to his knees.

The old man's name was Feng Xun, and he was one of the few monks who followed the snow ghost to the Pig King Mountain to set up a formation, and he was also the old man surnamed Feng who was fortunate enough to see Yang Que display his strength.

Today, he was cultivating at home, but these four royal guards suddenly broke in with a fierce momentum, and without saying anything, they directly led him into the castle and came here.

On the way, he knocked on the side in panic, and finally understood.

It turned out that the snow ghost died tragically, and his righteous son Xue Rong, who was the royal guard in front of him, was furious and wanted to invite him to ask about the matter at that time.

Originally, as soon as the news came out, the high-level of the entire Snow Cat tribe was extremely angry, and Xue Rong was even more full of hatred, and immediately found someone to ask about the situation at that time.

But things are too weird, a Yuan God Realm monk who has been famous for many years was actually killed by a young young man in the early stage of the Jade God Realm, although he was angry and hateful. But my heart was full of surprise.

And the high-level has already ordered to send someone to kill the boy in Zhuwang Mountain at all costs. He was the head of the royal bodyguard. is the righteous son of the snow ghost again, and he must be duty-bound and took over the task directly.

When he set off, he thought of the strength of the snow ghost, and then thought of the various versions of rumors that had been circulating wildly in the tribe in the past few days, and his heart suddenly became vigilant.

To be on the safe side, he was well thought out. Not only did he bring hundreds of Jade God Realm guards, but he also invited three monks from the late stage of the Yuan God Realm to prepare to go to Pig King Mountain together. Capture the boy.

Of course, in the end, he also sent someone to bring Feng Xun, who had seen Yang Que's move with his own eyes, hoping to get a little more useful confidence from his mouth.

In order to hunt down the boy. The Horde has suffered heavy losses one after another. This time, as the head of the royal family, he must not make any mistakes.

He will not let go of any clues. As for Yang Que, he did not have a contemptuous attitude like others.

He had to be cautious, and he had to be cautious.

"The younger Feng Xun has seen the president's collar. ”

Feng Xun knelt on the ground. I felt very humiliated, but the look on my face was extremely respectful. Don't dare to show the slightest discoloration.

Although the spirit demon in front of him is young, he has a heavy army, and the royal family with monstrous authority guards the president's leader, and his cultivation has already broken through to the middle stage of the Yuan Shen Realm, if you want to kill him, it will not be effortless at all.

Xue Rong glanced at him coldly, didn't let him get up, and ordered directly: "Don't be long-winded, tell me everything that happened in Zhuwang Mountain that day, and I can't let go of any details." ”

Feng Xun was worried in his heart, and a terrifying scene on the peak of that day appeared in his mind, he took a deep breath and said respectfully: "The junior understands. ”

Immediately, his face changed sharply, and while recalling, he came towards Xue Rong one by one, not daring to miss a single bit, and at the end, he said with a trembling voice: "President Ling, the junior was at the bottom of the mountain at the time, and there are many details that I haven't seen, you ......"

Xue Rong's expression was solemn, with a hint of impatience in his eyes, he glanced at him and said, "Okay, you go back first, there is nothing for you here." ”

After a pause, he looked at Feng Xun again, and said in a cold tone: "The events of that day, I'm afraid it was you who spread it, I will spare your life today, if you dare to disturb the hearts of my tribe next time, be careful of your old life!"

Feng Xun's body trembled, his face was full of horror, and he said repeatedly: "The juniors don't dare, the juniors don't dare to ......"

Then he bowed his head and left quickly.

Xue Rong showed a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, his eyes looked into the distance, he was silent for a while, and he said coldly to the four guards behind him: "Go and inform them, set off at dusk, this time, you must ensure that nothing goes wrong and nothing goes wrong." Otherwise, the face of my snow cat tribe will be completely lost. ”

"Yes!" the four guards replied in unison, turning around and walking away quickly.

......

Pig King Mountain, the steep peak has been melted by the scorching sun, and the top is a mess and dilapidated.

The misty hot springs suddenly disappeared.

Yang Que was scarred all over his body, and the mana in his body was exhausted, and after killing the snow ghost, he immediately began to return to the cave to retreat to treat his injuries and cultivate.

The golden flower in Xiao Ding has also been used up, and his injuries are relatively serious, if another enemy comes, even if it is a Jade God Realm cultivator, I am afraid he will be difficult to resist.

The pig demon looked worried, anxiously guarding outside, and even Xue Rao did not let her in.

"Pig demon, let me go in and have a look, maybe I can help my brother. ”

When Xue Rao saw that Yang Que had comprehended the third sword intent and directly killed the snow ghost of the Yuan God Realm with unrivaled momentum, her heart was suddenly shocked.

At the same time, she was also secretly glad that she met Yang Que at the beginning, otherwise, how could she survive to this day?

Judging from her eyesight, she believes that as long as there is enough time, with Yang Que's talent, maybe she will be her most powerful protector in the future, and even the Snow Emperor, I am afraid that she will be afraid of him and him at that time.

Therefore, at this moment, she wanted to follow Yang Que in her heart, wanted to stay by his side, even if she gave him all the treasures in her body to use to cultivate breakthroughs, she was willing.

The premise, of course, is that he must protect her forever.

And now, the top priority is to get out of this area as soon as possible and give him plenty of time to cultivate.

Otherwise, everything is utopian.

"Export...... Outlet...... I think I heard someone talk about it at the time......"

Xue Rao saw that the pig demon would not let him in, and stood alone in the corner, frowning and recalling.

......

When Xue Rong took the royal guards and the three monks of the Yuan Shen Realm in the tribe to control the magic weapon and flew towards the Pig King Mountain at great speed, in the Snow Cat Tribe region, in a deep canyon, the space of a hidden corner suddenly twisted and fluctuated.

At the same time, a beautiful woman in a snow-white palace costume slowly walked out of it and landed on the ground.

Her expression was cold, her eyes were indifferent, she glanced at the surrounding environment, and then closed her eyes, the light on her body trembled, as if she was performing some kind of secret method.

In a moment, she opened her eyes, moved lightly, stepped into the void, and took another step, and her figure blurred and disappeared. (To be continued......)

ps: Long wind, some readers reported that the last chapter was very watery and did not appear as the protagonist. I want to say, I really didn't pour any water, I collected 20,000, and the 24 disappeared subscriptions were only a few hundred, and you said that if I write water again, I'm not looking for death?

Readers who have read the third volume of the devil should know that my technique of highlighting the protagonist from the side, letting the fears and discussions of others highlight the protagonist, and lead to the dark point, has actually been written a long time ago, and I have used it again. And it is written in this way to lead to the following contradictions.

Everyone has their own way of writing, maybe I don't write very well, but I can't change it for a while, readers like to read it, don't like to read it, I naturally won't be reluctant.

But please don't talk about water, in good conscience, I don't have any rest during the New Year, I've been thinking about the plot and writing the plot, it's impossible to irrigate water, I hope everyone will give me a good mood, don't accuse me of paying at will.

Thank you.