The Hidden Sword was gently pinched, and a young and steady voice came into my ears: "Don't move."

turn back.

Little Junior Brother did not know when he was frozen, and looked at her in panic. Under the eaves of the tower, there was a silent figure, a blue-shirted swordsman, who seemed to be about the same age as Senior Brother Ye Cang.

Lu Xiaoxiao was originally terrified, but when he saw the embroidery pattern on his sleeve, he suddenly calmed down a lot.

...are you from Shanhaige?

She opened her mouth to ask.

The blue-shirted Shanhaige swordsman didn't answer, his eyes always fell on the crane cloak that was constantly lit, and fell on the merchants and disciples of the Royal Beast Sect who went to rest.

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Meicheng.

The stone pavilion on the top of Tianchi Mountain.

Shi Wuluo withdrew his hand.

Lu Jing and Monk Budu looked at the picture presented on the ice lake with surprise and novelty. The night was heavy, and the tower light and the torches intertwined: "This is... the twin towers of Hecheng?"

Chapter 142 Red Paper Umbrella

Crane City, Twin Towers.

Lu Xiaoxiao was like a cat pinched by the neck, unable to move, looking at the blue-shirted swordsman who restrained her with one hand. However, the other party is not their senior brother Ye, and his attitude is just to take care of the useless leather monkey next door, just watch it and don't die, and there is no intention to let them mix.

... Might as well call Senior Brother Ye to come with me.

Lu Xiaoxiao thought regretfully.

Glancing around, she suddenly saw an unexpected movement from Tawa, and hurriedly tugged at the blue-robed swordsman who was watching Crane City with all his attention. The swordsman bowed his head, and saw one word after another appearing on the snow, as if someone were writing in the air.

Loujiang, Crane City is the cave of the dragon's tail.

"Dragon Tail Cave?"

The blue-shirted swordsman frowned at the familiar handwriting.

Lu Xiaoxiao and the younger brother who were next to him probed their brains, and also looked at the words on the snow. After seeing the first two words, they glanced at each other in surprise, and then looked at the swordsman in blue.

Lou, Lou Jiang?

This is the Qingfengjian Lou Jiang, the former genius of Shanhaige who "worried about getting old fast" in the mouth of the little master?

Lou Jiang, who was looking down at the snow, didn't know how the young master Qiu arranged himself. He writes extremely fast, and the reply speed is even faster on the opposite side. Words such as "Secondary Meridian", "Qifang Qi" and "Liu Su" can be recognized individually, but when they are put together, they have no idea what they mean. Appeared, Lu Xiaoxiao and the younger brother were dizzy and almost wanted to run away.

Just as the younger brother looked away in horror, he saw a red light rising from the pitch-black Crane City.

"what is that?"

He blurted out.

The sound was drowned in a rumbling noise.

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The scorching red ice was washed into the sky by the lake, the burning eaves, the broken pillars, the splashing stones and the snow were reflected on the ice, broken and overlapped, as if a silent ancient city was suddenly pushed up the crater, in the lava eruption. Its demise is always reflected in countless mirrors.

Monk Budu clearly heard Lu Jing scolding a foul language beside him, and swept forward, reaching out to stop it.

The lake water falls from the sky.

Biting cold.

Lu Jing lowered his head and stood in a pool of broken shadows.

Qiu Bodeng raised his sword and stood up, without looking at Tianchi, where the waves were endless, "Ye Cang, Lu Jing, you bring Shuijing to Hecheng."

"Yes!"

Ye Cang moved forward.

Lu Jingyi was soaked in water and stepped down the mountain on the undecided wave.

"Monk," Qiu Bodeng looked at Budu and asked, "If the dragon veins oscillate and the Qi of one vein flows to Tianchi Mountain, how many days can you suppress it?"

Monk Budu twirled the white bone beads on his wrist, and he didn't care about his face. After a little calculation, he said bluntly: "At most half a month."

"Then you stay in Tianchi Mountain, contact Fatty Zuo, and mobilize the Shanhaige Feizhou in Xizhou. Wu Luo leads the Gu Master to wait at Wanzhong Mountain, and sends all the amazing white horses to pick them up and rush to Whale City. Inform Banshouzi. , The Guigu army immediately came out of the mountain and pressed close to the West Continent, but it was not allowed to enter the West Continent..." Qiu Bodeng ordered and left the stone pavilion.

A disciple of Taiyizong who stayed in Meicheng hurried up the mountain.

"Little Master, the people from the Royal Beast Sect have arrived."

Qiu Bodeng stopped.

Shi Wu Luo, who was beside him, looked coldly at the south gate of Meicheng one step earlier.

"The time is here," Qiu Bodeng suddenly sneered, "It's a coincidence."

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The snow piled higher and higher on the gate tower.

The silent team stopped in the icy wind. There were a huge number of them, consisting of a white leopard with a black tail and one horn, a giant elephant with long hair, crooked teeth and red eyes, and nearly a hundred monks. With a sinking wooden box that can't be seen, the flag embroidered with the totem of all beasts is hunting and unfolding in the heavy snow.

The person at the head has a majestic face, as if he has been in a high position for a long time.

In the past, when he appeared in any continent or city, there would be a lot of people rushing to pour tea and water. Even if he visited other Xianmen main sects, he would be entertained by elders with high status. Today, however, he has led his disciples to stand for three hours outside the gate of a small plum city under the control of the Imperial Beast Sect in Xizhou Continent.

Not long ago, due to the incident at Baigong Village in Meicheng, the monk Budu conveyed the order of the gods to the Imperial Beast Sect, and asked them to choose their own people to visit Meicheng. If the people who come here are not satisfied, the gods will go to the beast-controlling sect in person, and take a walk around the gate of the beast-controlling sect. After sending the letter, the Imperial Beast Sect was silent.

Until today, their elected people finally arrived in Meicheng.

There is no more solemn representative of this person.

The head of a sect himself.