Chapter 228: Begging for the winter peak

Chapter 228: Begging for the winter peak

The snow was blowing and whistling, but it suddenly disappeared when it reached the edge of the dense fog. The tall figure in the fog started to walk forward, got out of the thick fog, and walked into the snow.

With wide robes and large sleeves, a tall figure, and the striking and famous dazzling bald head, it clearly shows who this man who suddenly stepped into this Kunlun holy place in the sky of heaven.

When Bai Chenzhen saw the burly figure at first glance, his body was slightly shaken, and then his pupils watched as the man came out of the mist. The snow drifted down and couldn't get close to his body. Even the night seemed far away from him.

Then he heard the bald-headed smile and said hello to him, "Hello, brother!"

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Today, there is only one person who can be called Brother Chen Chenjun in this world, and that person is also a true **** named Tianlan.

Bai Chenzhen's original astonishment on his face slowly receded, and his expression calmed down gradually. At this time, he even smiled slightly and nodded: "A rare guest, brother."

Tian Lan took his hands behind him and walked forward arbitrarily. The falling snow was melted and disappeared silently outside the feet of his body, and there was no trace of footprints in the snow under his feet. . If he hadn't really seen the real **** of emperor in front of him, he might have thought that he didn't seem to be above this winter peak.

At this moment, the uninvited guest is looking around with emotion, looking at the snowy peak, saying, "Isn't it, I have never been to Dongfeng. In fact, I tell you, brother, Master was still there At that time, I really thought of Dongfeng playing here, and it was dragged to the present. I haven't come here for so many years. "

There was a gloomy look on Bai Chen's face, as if Tianlan's words had stung some unpleasant memories in his heart, his brows frowned slightly. But soon, his eyes crossed Tian Lan and fell behind his tall figure.

Over there was the fog that Tianlan had just come out. It was dense and deep. I could clearly see that this dense fog was still rolling slowly and drifting slowly on the winter peak.

Tian Lan turned her head and looked at Bai Chenzhen, saying, "Why, brother, don't you welcome me?"

Bai Chen said faintly: "I'm not welcome, aren't you all here? What's the matter?"

Tian Lan laughed and stroked her hand, "You're right."

Bai Chen groaned for a moment, his eyes turned slightly, but he looked to the other side. On this peak, in addition to the two highest and most powerful masters of Kunlun Mountain, there was still a third person.

Zhuo Xian.

From the beginning, the second disciple of Bai Chenzhen was standing aside without a word, and at the moment when Bai Chenzhen's gaze came over, Zhuo Rong's face was anxious and anxious. Color, as if he wanted to say something to him.

Bai Chen Zhenjun stopped talking, then shook his head slightly and sighed.

Although Zhuo Xian is a powerful man, it is obviously difficult for some strong men to ask a Jindan monk to face a true **** of emperor and ask him to detect the trace of the other party.

So he slightly waved at Zhuo Xian, motioned him to step back and walk aside, and then he turned to face Tian Lan, his expression straightened, looking at his powerful and terrible master, saying, "Okay, say Come on, what are you trying to do today? "

Tian Lan smiled mildly, and even reached out and touched his bald head, looking a little embarrassed, and smiled at Bai Chenzhen: "Brother, Master said to me that year and wanted to give me this winter peak Yes, and I really like it here, so I want to say today, why don't you give me this Dongfeng, okay? "

He smiled.

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Tian Kunfeng, the rear of Zhengyang Temple.

Still wearing a solemn dress, Xianyue was sitting in the side hall of the apse, looking very majestic. Some people have come one after another in the side hall at this moment, and of course they can come here from the Kunlun School of Chinese and German prestigious Yuan Ying.

Two rows of chairs were lined up, but there were two more in the middle main seat. The real man sitting on the idle moon was seated slightly behind him on the side, and there was an idle chair. No one was sitting at the moment.

People who come over often look at the chair that is still empty now, and then sit back complexly in their place, silent.

Dongfang Tao's position is the last chair in his right hand in this side hall, and he greeted the real man in the free moon after entering, and he sat here. At this moment, his face also looked a bit complicated. Occasionally, he raised his eyes and looked at the real man in the free moon, and then soon his eyes fell on the real people sitting on the other side.

It was led by Qiandeng, Mingzhu and other people. Unlike other people's sporadic, Qiandeng, Mingzhu, Gwangyang and other people obviously gathered together. The meaning was obvious, but what surprised the audience most was walking instead. The fourth person behind Qiandeng et al.

He is a real person in Kihara and the leader of the Kunlun Tiezhi. In many cases, the attitude of the real person in Muyuan is actually equal to the attitude of the only four Yuanying infants at the same time.

When I saw the real person who was far away from right and wrong and lived outside the world, suddenly came over today, and sat down clearly under the thousand-light real person, for the first time the real person's face became ugly. .

After a while, I saw that the number of people in this side hall was already quite large, there were about ten people, and Qiandeng real person stood up and said to Xianyue truely: "Head, I think people are almost there, or let's start ? "

Xianyue snorted, but said indifferently: "There are still a few people who haven't come by. Let's wait for a while."

The Qiandeng real person did not refute, but just nodded, and after a response, he sat back again.

At that moment, almost all of Yuan Yuan's eyes in this side hall fell on the chair behind the real man in Xianyue.

Why didn't he come?

Xianyue real people can certainly feel the strangeness of the Yuanyuan real people here, but his face does not change at all, as if everything is in the chest, just smiling lightly.

On the contrary, Qiandeng Mingyue and others were all somber and waiting quietly.

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Outside the gate of Zhengyang Hall, Su Qingyu stood quietly.

At this time, many of the attendees who participated in the daytime large-scale assembly and parliament have almost disappeared. Even the original Daotong in the Zhengyang Hall was probably because the night was too dark and rainy, so no one appeared here.

Unknowingly, Su Qingxi was aware of the large area in front of the Zhengyang Hall, and she was left alone.

The night was harsh and deserted, and the wind and rain still kept on, without seeing any sign of stopping.

There was no one around, and the sky was dark. Only a little light from the candlelight in the main hall of Zhengyang illuminated a small area.

Su Qingyi looked at the sky and couldn't tell the time, but it felt like it was half an hour later, but there was no movement in the Zhengyang Hall. After pondering for a while, she decided to wait a little longer .

Just then, she suddenly heard the sound of footsteps from the wind and rain under the steps in front.

Su Qingxuan looked up and saw that the sky was too dark, and it was a bit unclear in the cold wind and rain, only to vaguely see a vague figure of a man who was slowly coming over.

Suddenly nervous in her mind, she reached behind her and held the scabbard of the long sword. The figure gradually entered, went to the main hall, and then stepped up.

Su Qingyi suddenly hesitated because she knew this person.

This is He Yi.

He Yi, who came from the wind and rain at this moment, looked a little bit different from his handsome, handsome and personable appearance in the past. His face seemed to have a trace of tiredness, and his clothes were a bit messy. Of course, it ’s normal to walk through the rain without raising an umbrella.

Under the eaves in front of the main hall, the eyes of the man and the woman looked at each other, each of them had a bit of vigilance, but after a while, He Yi first spoke and greeted Su Qingyu.

"Sister Su." He Yi called her lightly.

Su Qingxi nodded and said, "It's so late, Brother He, you are still here, but is there anything wrong?"

Her attitude was not blunt, but her tone was still cold, as if she still remembered Su Mo's injuries.

He Yi asked, "Aren't you here?"

Su Qingxi said: "I'm waiting for my Master Muyuan. Is Brother He also waiting for the one who is alone?" After thinking about it, she said, "Yes, I seem to be this afternoon. I don't see anyone else. "

He Yi smiled and said, "Yeah, my master is always a dragon, so I don't see him at the end, so I'll just wait for him here."

Talking He Yi looked around, then he was not afraid of getting wet or dirty, so he sat down on the stone steps not far in front of him.

You know, the wind and rain before were so heavy that the stone steps were already wet.

Su Qingxian frowned, and took two steps to the side, and seemed to have intentionally or unintentionally moved further away from He Yi.

Everyone didn't say something, but they could feel the alienation and a hint of hostility in the other person's eyes.

In this way, I don't know how long it has passed, He Yi suddenly said, "The storm is so big this evening, when will it be dawn?"

Su Qingyi glanced at him, but his expression was faint, but he answered, "It's still early!"

He Yi smiled bitterly, turned his head to look at the stormy sky in the dark night sky, burst out of his mind, even if the rain drops fell on him.

Su Qingxi snorted. After struggling a few times in her heart, she finally sank her face, walked forward, went directly into the storm, and left Zhengyang Hall. (To be continued.)