The carriage moved quickly.
They traveled for a few days.
The group arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Kou Zhong was the first to open the window.
Outside was an empty space that was incomparably quiet. He raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the sky. The cloud-shrouded mountaintop was pure white.
He could vaguely see a black dot sitting on the snow.
"Tzu Hang Jing Zhai?" Kou Zhong saw the black dot.
He couldn't help but speak softly.
The person sitting opposite him is??????
Is the skeleton of the Epiphany BΦ secretly compared to the imperial sled?
What?
Danghe Yulu Tou Jiaojiao Cabin?
What?
How could he fall into this mortal world?
Naturally, it's at the peak of the snowy mountain that reaches the clouds. "
Hearing that, Kou Zhong turned his head around to look at the babbling smile on his face.
For some reason, he felt a hint of coldness in those words.
Before he could continue asking,???
Was Dragonblade Fierce Pomelo a coward?
Beta Mubashi
"Naturally, the scenery at the foot of the mountain isn't very refreshing. Commander Kou, don't be impatient. We'll be able to see more clearly in a bit. The most important thing now is to go up the mountain.
Who knows, we might be able to give the fairies of the Kind Boathouse a surprise before the sun rises. "
Generation after generation?
'Defeat?'
A murderous traitor?
She held her small face in her hands as she leaned against the window.
Her watery eyes gently looked at the Benevolent Boathouse on the mountaintop.
"…" Hearing that, Kou Zhong shuddered.
His intuition told him,
Must not resist the present???
The Yin Kui Sect and Tzu Hang Jing Zhai had been fighting for many years.
It was estimated that this time, the two members of the Yin Sunflower Sect, Joo Ok-yeon and???
Qin Xianmu?
Loose quilt?
Under what circumstances could he see Tzu Hang Jing Zhai more clearly?
Of course, it was under the circumstances of fighting.
The fights between women were too brutal.
It was rare that Kou Zhong did not retort.
What?
She obediently returned to her original position.
He tried his best to reduce his presence.
The night gradually deepened.
But under the control of the evil cult disciples, the carriages slowly went up the mountain in a completely bizarre manner. Under the cover of the night, the carriages became one.
The people sitting inside had different thoughts. As for the juniors in the carriage behind???
Yuejia?
Ha?
Play?
O Luqi Reef Haze Book Stomp Gamma?
Chagrined Xianzhi Xiu Ji Qiao Teng Ba Li Huan Bo?
You're still here?
Huaichang???
Wai Tao Bu?
Gather?
Zhang Ken?
You're still alive?
Ruffling her feathers and snuggling with her?
Hugging and shrugging???
Si Si Si?
Joo Ok-yeon reached out and gently lifted the curtain. Her beautiful eyes were also looking at the top of the snowy mountain. There was a gentle ripple in her eyes, but there was an imperceptible coldness.
The sky was just beginning to brighten.
The carriage finally stopped at the top of the snowy mountain. Three people got off the first carriage. They were Xie Lige and the other two. Joo Ok-yeon was the last one to get off the carriage. With a gentle smile on her face, she helped Shi Feixuan get off the carriage.
The three people in the carriage behind saw this scene through the curtains.
???
Qiu Qigui Vinegar Slang Broken Bones Version?
Qi Cheng Gorge?
Jung Jun
"No." Kou Zhong shook his head.
"Then why are you looking at me?"
Shimmering Haze Seed?
"Jie Bei Ba Lin Ji?"
Hi
After she finished speaking, she took the lead and jumped off the carriage. In the blink of an eye, she was already behind everyone.
"Greetings, Master, Grandmaster!"
What?
Heat-Resistant eggs?
Yun Sha Yi Xin Da Huan Tong
"Yes."
When Xie Lige heard the voice, he shifted his gaze from Tzu Hang Jing Zhai, who was not far away, to the slender and elegant Wanwan. She was smiling brightly.
Xie Lige pondered for a moment. He seemed to be Ah Yan's disciple. He seemed to be quite obedient. Thinking of this, his blood-red eyes could not help but reveal a satisfied expression.
"Not bad."
When Joo Ok-yeon heard this, a trace of a smile appeared on her beautiful face. Two more people came down from the carriage behind and hurriedly ran to the back of the group.
Everyone was present.
Xie Lige, who was in the lead, narrowed his eyes and looked at Tzu Hang Jing Zhai, who was not far away. He said calmly, "Let's go."
The group of people walked in that direction.
Tzu Hang Jing Zhai.
Fan Qinghui had been feeling uneasy. She had a feeling that something bad was going to happen. She had been in this state since she opened her eyes in the morning.
She sat cross-legged in front of the hall and closed her eyes to rest. The horsetail whisk in her hand rested on her shoulder, but her heart could not calm down.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes and turned her head. "Someone!"
A maid in white came out from the corner. She bowed and then said softly, "Sect Master."
Fan Qinghui opened her eyes and looked at her. She said coldly, "Go to the top of the mountain and see if something is going to happen."
She had a feeling that a great disaster was about to happen.
In fact, her premonition had never been wrong.
Although the maid in white was very puzzled by this request, she still obeyed. She bowed and left. Before she left, she gently closed the door of the hall.
The entire hall suddenly became empty. Only Fan Qinghui, who was sitting cross-legged in the center, looked calm. Her face was elegant. Although she was over fifty years old, one could see that she was beautiful in the past.
"Who's outside the door?!"
Suddenly, Fan Qinghui straightened the horsetail whisk in front of her. Her beautiful eyes were cold as she looked at the closed door. She felt a familiar presence outside the door.
Just as she expected.
The door of the hall seemed to be pushed open from the outside. It made a creaking sound. Then, a hoarse and charming voice said, "Long time no see, Sect Master Fan."
The door slowly opened. A well-dressed beauty stood at the door against the light. It was almost burning people's eyes. Fan Qinghui couldn't help but squint and look over. Then, she saw her mortal enemy. Her face couldn't help but become colder. She said, "I didn't know Empress Yin would be coming.
I didn't expect you to be late. "Fan Qinghui slowly stood up as she spoke. The whole process was very cold, as if she was a thousand miles away. Joo Ok-yeon, who originally wanted to come and take revenge, was not very happy.
She usually hated this woman's pretentious appearance the most.
"You're too kind."
Zhu Yuyan wasn't a pushover either. Seeing that she couldn't take advantage of the situation, her expression became unsightly. She still had that noble and overbearing smile on her face, but she stretched out her slender jade-like hand and pulled someone out from behind her. Her tone was ambiguous as she said, "This Queen is helping Sect Master resolve a matter of concern."
"Sect Master must be very worried about your beloved disciple. I went to the mountain city of the Song family and saw Fairy Shi. So, I'm here to deliver her."
When Fan Qinghui saw that beautiful figure, her pupils couldn't help but shrink. She said, "What do you want?!"
Although Shi Feixuan tried her best to maintain her posture, the wind and rain along the way made her cut an extremely sorry figure, not to mention that the group of people who brought her along did not have the slightest bit of tenderness for the fairer sex. Right now, her hands were tied behind her back, her entire body was pushed in front of Zhu Yuyan.
Joo Ok-yeon was satisfied to see Fan Qinghui's panicked gaze.
"What do you want?"
Empress Yin said that she didn't want to do anything. She just wanted to vent her anger. Tzu Hang Jing Zhai had always used all kinds of methods to oppress her. No matter what the process was, it was always this group of pretentious women who were in the right. This time, she came looking for them.
When Joo Ok-yeon thought of this, she snorted coldly. She turned her head and put on an obedient look again. She said to the blood-eyed monk who was slowly coming in from the door behind her, "Ancestor, you just need to prevent that old nun underground from appearing. How about you leave the rest to me?"
At this time, Fan Qinghui also saw the person who came in clearly. It was an extremely handsome monk. The simple and clean monk's robe made him look very dignified. He put his palms together and closed his eyes as he slowly walked in from the door. At first, she was confused by the warm temperament around him when he closed his eyes. When she heard the witch mention the ancestor, her heart immediately skipped a beat.
Fan Qinghui couldn't help but tighten her grip on the horsetail whisk in her hand. She frowned and looked at the monk. She realized that something was wrong. What kind of old monster was he to be called the ancestor by Joo Ok-yeon? He definitely shouldn't look so dignified.
In the next second, she was glad that she was vigilant.
The monk slowly opened his eyes. They were a pair of eyes filled with blood and corpses. When Fan Qinghui met his gaze, she almost collapsed to the ground. Fortunately, her willpower didn't allow her to do so. She relied on her last bit of willpower to not show her sorry state.
Fan Qinghui hurriedly averted her gaze, her heart filled with lingering fear. At this time, she only felt a cold chill behind her back. It turned out that cold sweat had already crept up her back. Just from that pair of eyes that could be said to be a scene of tragedy, she could not imagine how many people this guy had actually killed. The smell of blood on his body was almost overflowing.
"Bam!"
In the end, Fan Qinghui couldn't take it anymore. She took a step back with a pale face.
Xie Lige calmly retracted his gaze. It was as if he wasn't the one who had scared others away with his gaze. He looked at Joo Ok-yeon, who was trying to curry favor with him, and said calmly, "Up to you."
Although he was the one who had suggested to look for Tzu Hang Jing Zhai, he felt that it would be very boring to make a move. After all, there was no point in bullying children. When Joo Ok-yeon suggested to make a move, he thought about it and agreed.
An excited smile appeared on Joo Ok-yeon's face.
When Fan Qinghui heard this, she had a bad premonition. She subtly raised her guard. However, in the next second, Joo Ok-yeon landed lightly in front of her. A smile appeared on her beautiful face.
Her slender hand stretched out in mid-air. Her eyes flashed with coldness as she waved it down at Fan Qinghui.
Fan Qinghui only felt a shadow flash before her eyes. Then, in an instant, an incomparably huge force was transmitted from that slender hand.
Fan Qinghui was thrown into the air like a falling leaf drifting in the water. Before she could react, the next move was already in front of her. At this moment, her heart was filled with shock. It had only been half a year since she last saw Joo Ok-yeon. She didn't expect her skills to have improved so much.
Originally, they were evenly matched. But now, she could only defend herself.
"Cough … cough cough …" Fan Qinghui landed lightly on the ground. She lowered her head and felt something sweet in her throat. Blood flowed from the corner of her lips. In a short period of time, she had already received no less than ten moves from Joo Ok-yeon. However, she wasn't completely powerless to fight back.
Joo Ok-yeon also landed on the ground and looked down at Fan Qinghui.
Fan Qinghui looked embarrassed and said mockingly, "It seems that the famous Tzu Hang Jing Zhai can only put on an act now."