Hua Yutang's eyes flickered, but when he saw that there was no record on the letter, he frowned even more.
"I didn't see it clearly. The man put down the letter and left. He said... it was about the lady."
"What?!"
Hua Yutang's expression changed, and he quickly opened the letter, only to find that there was only one sentence left on it, "I will personally investigate Ming Xi's death."
If it were just this sentence, Hua Yutang would definitely be furious.
But underneath the paper, there was a strange mark printed on it, which immediately made the head of the Hua Family look slightly stern.
In the end, he put away the letter and said nothing more, his appearance was somewhat respectful.
It is unimaginable that Hua Yutang, with his identity, would show such an expression at this time, which is really surprising.
At this time, deep in the extreme north, a magical glow suddenly bloomed.
Thousands of miles of wind and clouds shattered in one breath, and the sky and the earth were forever dark.
In an unknown space, a tall figure wearing white clothes stood on the top of an ancient mountain with his hands behind his back, looking at the countless figures below.
His eyes were a shocking golden color.
And everyone who looked into his eyes could not help but lower their heads and bow down in worship.
"The power of gods and demons..."
The young man in white looked at the distant sky with deep eyes. At this moment, he was holding a sound transmission talisman in his hand.
There was a complex look on his face, as if he was hesitant.
But in the end, he gently crushed the golden talisman and calmly accepted the surrender of countless creatures under the mountain.
"Send someone to guard the entrance. If someone breaks in, report it immediately."
"Yes! Master."
Below the sacred mountain, countless creatures rose into the sky and headed towards the entrance of the secret realm.
Only the man in white turned around and walked to a coffin behind him, took out a black mask from it, pondered for a moment, and then slowly put it on his face.
"ah!!!"
The suppressed and painful screams instantly echoed throughout the entire sacred mountain.
I saw the magic light suddenly brightening on the mask, like a living thing, slowly melting into the young man's face.
Only those golden eyes revealed endless madness and stubbornness.
At this time, his aura was rising rapidly at a terrifying speed.
Throughout the sacred mountain, creatures knelt down and trembled.
In the far north, the sky is full of wind and snow.
I saw a figure in black walking across the sky in the snow curtain, heading towards the deepest part.
At this time, Ling Xiao also understood why the barbarians desperately wanted to be born.
The spiritual energy here is extremely thin.
Moreover, it is extremely cold, windy, and desolate, with no trace of life at all.
Finally, when an ancient city completely black appeared in front of Ling Xiao's eyes, a smile appeared on his lips.
Tiancheng.
This ancient city is a place of faith in the hearts of the barbarians, enshrining the image of the barbarian god.
It was in this city that Lolodar received the inheritance of the Barbarian God and drew out the domineering sword that symbolized the identity of the Barbarian King.
Since the Demon Burial Ground is located deep in the far north, the barbarians must know many of its secrets.
Of course, Ling Xiao came here not only to inquire about information about this secret realm, but also to... verify some things.
"Buzz!"
Thousands of miles into the void, Daohui blooms.
I saw Ling Xiao's figure falling from the sky, with lotus growing every step of the way.
The entire Celestial City fell into a dead silence, and then, waves of shocks rose into the sky,
"Look! It's the boy who defeated the Barbarian King."
"How dare he, trespassing on our barbarian holy land."
Countless figures stepped out, looking angry.
Ling Xiao's defeat of Lolodar was equivalent to shattering the barbarian's belief in conquering heaven.
This kind of blow is even more painful than killing them.
"Ling Xiao?"
In the center of the Celestial City, in front of an ancient palace made of bluestones, Lolodar raised his head and looked at the young man walking towards him, with a bright smile on his lips.
Even if she loses, it seems that her Taoist heart has not been affected at all.
"How did you come?"
"I have something I want to ask you."
Ling Xiao didn't even look at the angry-looking barbarian warriors, and walked towards the temple.
As he went deeper, Ling Xiao also discovered that this barbarian temple could almost be described as crude.
I saw that except for a few tall stone pillars, there was no trace of carving or decoration at all.
Deep in the hall, a statue of a hundred feet tall stood, holding a knife in both hands and leaning on the ground, showing majesty and roughness.
At its feet, countless incense candles and oil lamps were lit, and the lights were bright.
There are also many public tent green curtains with ancient patterns hanging around, giving it an inexplicable ancient and sacred atmosphere.
"Logically speaking, outsiders are not allowed to set foot in this hall."
Lolodar's aura was still a little sluggish.
Although Ling Xiao did not use all his strength that day, the power of immortals and demons was not easy to consume.
"It's just a palace. There is no place in this world that I can't set foot on."
Ling Xiao smiled, walked to the long table at the foot of the statue, sat down, picked up an animal skin wine bag on it and took a sip.
This barbarian wine is extremely spicy and can be used to ward off cold waves.
However, the spiritual power in it is thin and it is not really delicious.
"Do you know what I like most about you?"
Lolodar shook his head and smiled, waving away everyone outside the hall, sitting in front of Ling Xiao, snatching the wine bag from his hand, raising his head and taking a sip.
"What you like most should be my body."
Ling Xiao shook his head, Lolodar's temperament was extremely forthright and straightforward.
When talking to her, Ling Xiao didn't need to worry or speculate at all.
Whatever she said was what she said, which was a rare frankness in this fairyland.
"Kekekeke! Ling Xiao, you are so interesting. However, I just like your character. A real man never hides his desires."
Lolodar laughed so much that he shed tears.
On weekdays, when this barbarian young man saw her, it was like seeing a god. He didn't dare to go beyond her in the slightest. It was really boring.
On the contrary, this seemingly thin boy has a more domineering and powerful personality than her, and it is hard not to love him.
"Ling Xiao, actually you...can defeat me with the first punch, right?"
Lolodar's face suddenly became serious, and she looked directly at Ling Xiao without any concealment.
"My power is somewhat special, so you don't need to think too much. Among the opponents I have encountered, you rank second."
The two of them drank a pot of strong wine together, as if they had known each other for many years and were not restrained.
"Second? Who is first, Gu Chaoci?"
"Gu Chaoci? No, I won't do anything to my own woman."
"Who is that?"
"He is a young man who calls himself an immortal. I haven't really fought against him yet, but he is the only one who makes me feel a little bit of pressure."
Ling Xiao shook his head, suddenly put down the wine bag, and looked up at Lolodar, "Actually, it's not a bad idea for barbarians to be born."
"oh?"
The smile on Lolodar's face grew stronger, even a little playful, "Let's talk about it."
"Submit to me, and I will take you out of the far north."