Eight hundred and fortieth chapters of the past is hard to disappear
"Is it really because you are interested in the outside world? As the second son of the Ye family, you don't even hesitate to show your kindness to an old man like me. Who are you? You are so charming that even you, the second son of the Ye family, are
I'm impressed. I just don't know how Xiaoyun is doing now. If he can successfully pass the 'road of life and death', his skill will definitely increase greatly. Beibing Xuance, Beibing Xuance, I, someone Pang, gave it to you.
The best son-in-law, how can you thank me?" The old man watched Ye Feiyu leave and murmured, his voice was very small and weak, just like the voice in his own heart.
Beibing Xuance stayed up all night. It wasn't the internal injuries caused by that palm that kept him awake all night, but his wife Ji Zuiyue didn't return home all night. All the elders of Yeming Palace did not leave the towering clouds like swords piercing
The sky-like tower, he is the same, they are waiting for the arrival of dawn.
Jiang Xueru's eyes flickered from time to time. She knew that someone else had entered the 'merciless way', and she knew the identity of the intruder. In her heart, she could only silently hope that Ji Zuiyue could return smoothly, because she felt
There was a depressing feeling like a storm was coming.
Not only the people in Yeming Palace stayed up all night, but even everyone in the extremely cold city stayed up all night. They almost all had the same agreement, which was to wait for the arrival of dawn. No one knew what the arrival of dawn would bring to them.
What did it bring, but they seemed to be waiting silently.
The Ye family naturally falls within the scope of Ye Ming Palace. Although the Ye family is as cold and ruthless as this extremely cold city, the Ye family mansion still has a dignified atmosphere. Not only the death of King Nighthawk, but also the
Ye Qianyou, the eldest son of the Ye family, was severely punished. Or maybe some people pinned all their hopes on the second son of the Ye family, hoping that this second son of the Ye family, who is as bright as his brother, will bring great consequences to the Ye family.
The glory above.
The four major families in Yeming Palace, the Beibing family, the Ji family, the Ye family and the Jiang family, have a balanced power in Yeming Palace. The leader of the Ye family, King Yeying, was killed by his son, and the power of the Ye family has begun.
There is a slight disadvantage. The people of the Ye family naturally know this. Unless someone from the Ye family successfully takes office as the next palace master of Ye Ming Palace, the Ye family is watching and watching the performance of the second son of the Ye family.
The cold corpse was placed in the Ye family's ancestral hall before it was put into a coffin. Ye Feiyu stared at the cold corpse for a long time before looking away. He stretched out a long
Lazy up, and then walked out.
Because, a few rays of daylight came out from the window, and a dazzling white light from the east spread out in all directions like a wave. It was almost dawn. This night seemed like a thousand years had passed, and it seemed like a lifetime, and it was a night in the blink of an eye.
, sighing, it is also a night.
It is a night of joy, a night of sadness, and a night of inaction. This night is the most ordinary night in the extremely cold city, and it is also the most upsetting night for the residents living in the extremely cold city. Everyone knows that too much happened in this night
Something happened, the Night Palace has undergone tremendous changes, the extremely cold city has undergone tremendous changes, and the sky seems to be changing.
Facing the biting cold wind, a ray of golden sunshine swayed from the east to the surrounding sky, like a thousand golden sword lights, the red morning glow was like burning blood, and the orange-red fireball finally endured.
He couldn't help but want to get a closer look, and seemed to be extremely interested in what happened in the extremely cold city.
Everyone seems to have an illusion in their hearts. They feel that the morning comes very early that day, and the fiery red sun emerges too quickly from the vast eastern sky. Although the sky is still filled with rolling
The dark clouds did not affect the rising sun at all.
This is an extremely cold city. Often what you think is the most ordinary day will make you feel very special. Often what you think is the most special day will make you feel very ordinary. Don’t say that you live in an extremely cold city.
Residents, whether local aborigines or outsiders taking refuge, on this day, there were layers of blood-burning clouds next to the rising sun in the east.
This may be a sign, this may also be an ending. Many people have frozen the arrogant impulse in the past. They are eagerly waiting to see what kind of crisis the Night Palace will face. Or maybe the pattern of the extremely cold city,
What will it develop into?
There were once people who raised their swords to make aspiration, there were people who waved their swords to show their passion, and there were people who once danced on the snow, but it was only once. Those who raised their swords and made their ambitions, those who waved their swords to show their passion, when they danced on the snow, they were all drowned by the endless ice and snow.
, only the condensing chill is the final scenery of this extremely cold city.
The bloody sword in his hand was filled with evil energy, and the ice under his feet was broken inch by inch. What came to mind were scenes of memories from the past. Even though they were riddled with holes, they were still engraved like seams. For whom was the cold light of the long sword wielded? That woman stepping on the snow.
She has already become someone else's wife, standing on the ice in the snow, with only the sound of sound echoing among the snowy peaks of the iceberg.
The lofty sentiments and high spirits could not withstand the bone-deep pain. The knife had been broken, the sword had been broken, and what was left was not only the ferocious face, but also the bleeding heart. Who said it hurt, but who knew it was hurt.
When you look back, even if the ice and snow melt and everything is annihilated, you can't wave away the smile that looks back at you.
Regardless of whether he is willing to admit it or not, and whether he cares or not, the Beibing Xuance in front of Jiang Duandao is much better than him. In addition to his heroic appearance and his domineering majestic temperament, his body is incomparably comparable to that of Beibing.
Compared to Xuance, his appearance is much different.
In fact, Jiang Duandao was once a handsome man. He, Beibing Xuance, and Ji Zuiyue were given the three highest expectations by Ye Ming Palace. However, the three of them had an unbearable emotional entanglement. In the end, whether it was for the family or for Ye Ming,
In order to benefit the interests of Hades, he had to withdraw from this emotional battlefield that he had been fighting for for many years. In the end, he was heartbroken and disappeared. His traces were lost in the extremely cold city and even in the far north.
Jiang Duandao has disheveled hair and a black robe. He is like a messenger coming and going from the underworld, especially the sword in his hand that is filled with endless blood and evil breath. From time to time, the sword exudes a cold and evil atmosphere. He raised his head
Looking at the face that was scarred by a sharp weapon, it was not a human face, but a ghost face. Even Chen Kui, the remnant of Jiuyou Sect, had a ghost-like face compared to this face.
, it should also make people feel more comfortable.
"Beibing Xuance, we haven't seen you for a long time. It seems that you, the palace master, are sitting very comfortably." Jiang Duandao raised his yin and yang strange tune and said sarcastically to Beibing Xuance, the master of the first palace of the Night Palace.
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After the melodious and urgent bell rang, Beibing Xuance led his people to the gate of Yeming Palace. What surprised him was that there were only three people who came. The order emanated from them.
With the suffocating demonic energy, he knew the identities of those three people.
When his eyes fell on the man with the endless cold aura of the sword in his hand, he felt a familiar feeling on that man. That man was not tall, but he could
He was said to be very slender, but when he saw the man's face clearly, he was really surprised.
When he heard what the man said, he was even more shocked. He was an acquaintance of his, an acquaintance who was even more familiar to him than he was. Waves of panic surged in his heart, and he looked at the cold man.
The man whose evil aura was pouring out did not say a word.
"Why, Palace Master Beibing is so noble and forgetful that he doesn't even recognize his old friends." When Jiang Duandao saw Beibing Xuance didn't respond, he couldn't help but taunted him again. The handle dragged on the ice
The long knife cut off a long ravine in the ice layer, and the cold evil breath rolled up in the ravine. Suddenly, the cold evil breath was mixed with a bloody and ferocious wave of mist.
"Jiang Duandao!" Bei Bingxuance's pupils shrank slightly. He naturally recognized the man in front of him, but he didn't expect that the Jiang Duandao he knew would actually become like this.
A ghost is like a devil, he is the Lord of Hades in the underworld.
"What an honor. I didn't expect that Palace Master Beibing would still remember me, a traitor from Yeming Palace. It has been ten or twenty years since we finally met. You have been the Palace Master for more than twenty years and have enjoyed a noble life.
.You didn’t expect that I would come back, and those old guys didn’t expect that I would actually come back.” The majestic evil energy billowing around Jiang Duandao rose up one after another like a tide.
"No one was wrong back then, you were not wrong, I was not wrong, and the old palace master and the others were not wrong either. We could only blame us for being cast into the wrong fetus. Who told us to cast ourselves into the Night Palace, and our fate
That's all. If I had a choice, I would rather give up the position of palace master." A hint of bitter sorrow flashed in Beibing Xuance's eyes, and he said frankly to the other party.
"It doesn't matter who is right or wrong, who is right or wrong. History is written by the victors. Whoever said that history must be the truest past is just the author's words. I don't blame anyone.
I don’t have the right to blame anyone, it’s just that what belongs to me, I want to take it back.” Jiang Duandao said resolutely with a solemn look on his face.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are disputes, there are naturally onlookers watching the excitement. When the first ray of the rising sun shines on this silvery ice crystal world, Yeming Palace welcomes three evil guests, and many people
He rushed to the gate of Yeming Palace as soon as possible.
The gate that symbolizes the eternal majesty of Ye Ming Palace. Although there is no wall connecting it, there is only a simple, old and mottled door, but this represents the supreme majesty of Ye Ming Palace. Anyone who steps into this door will never
Allowing permission is tantamount to provoking the majesty of Ye Ming Palace. Today, three uninvited evil guests not only crossed the threshold, but also injured a Ye Ming who stopped them from entering the threshold.
Palace Butler.
The extremely cold city that had been calm for a long time finally became agitated again. Even though two teenagers challenged all the younger generation disciples of Yeming Palace, they did not do anything excessive and hurtful. Although the two teenagers
The arrival brought a bit of vitality to the deathly cold city, but the ones who really challenged the majesty of Ye Ming Palace were the three people in front of them.
Many people heard the conversation between the man with the bloody sword and Beibing Xuance of Yeming Palace. The identity of the man with the bloody sword aroused everyone's discussion. Jiang Duandao, that
But the legendary figure in the extremely cold city is the same contemporary figure in the Yeming Palace as Beibing Xuance.
Regarding the appearance of Jiang Duandao, many people were puzzled. No one thought that Jiang Duandao, who had been missing for almost twenty years, would actually come back. Some said he was possessed by a demon, while others said he had left.
After entering the extremely cold city, some people said that he was dead, but no one thought that the almost forgotten Jiang Duandao would return to Yeming Palace.
When everyone saw the cuts on Jiang Duandao's face, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air. Is this Jiang Duandao? How could the handsome young man Jiang Duandao look like this?
, shaped like a fierce ghost and demon, with a cold and bloody aura lingering around him. Is he really possessed by a demon? This question has arisen in the minds of many people.
The people watching the excitement are naturally not just there to watch the fun, there are also several people hidden in the crowd, including the sinless monk, the old dog Zhirong and Hua Qiniang. There are also some people with twinkling eyes on their faces.
People with gloomy expressions were also hiding among the crowd, and their eyes fell on the three people who broke into the gate of Yeming Palace.