Last night, heavy snow fell from the Qilian Mountains again. It was in the north and the temperature was low. Coupled with this winter snow without warning, the mountains were as cold as frost. Until the morning of the next day, there was still no sign of stopping.

Qingyan, who was hiding in a tree hole, did not know the shocking changes that happened in Jinling these days. If he knew that the irreconcilable enemy soul returned to the west, he would not know what he would think. The tree hole here is located on a small mountain in the southwest of Wanshou Palace. It was a mansion of a brown bear. However, he had lived for more than ten years and was not bullied by the people of Wanshou Palace. However, he encountered such a evil star. After being beaten by Qingyan, he ran to a relative's house to stay for the winter temporarily.

Looking at the magnificent building complex not far away, Qingyan felt helpless. Every night in the past two days, he would sneak into it to look for Mo Xue. Not to mention Mo Xue's traces, it was difficult to even encounter horses. I don't know if the horse shed in Wanzhou Palace was built too hidden.

Because the weather is too cold, even Qingyan's body is still cold in his hands and feet. Every time he breathes, he feels his front teeth are numb. "I would have killed that stupid bear if I had known it. Not only can I keep warm but also eat meat. It's all my fault for being kind-hearted and regretting it."

As night fell again, Qingyan rubbed his hands and stretched out the tree hole, and walked carefully towards the Wanbeast Palace not far away. After observing these two days, there were not many disciples in Wanbeast Palace, at most four or five hundred. As the saying goes, there are not many soldiers and spirits. The level of these disciples is much higher than that of Qingcheng Mountain. It can be seen that the eight-armed Divine Ape still has two brushes.

As for the unlucky guy who was stunned at the beginning, he would wake up tomorrow. If he couldn't find Mo Xue tonight, he would go and deal with him. Otherwise, if he was ruined, he would have capsized in the gutter. Then, let alone Mo Xue, it would be a big deal.

This is not because Qing Yan is self-deprecating, but because the owner of Wan Beast Palace is definitely a terrifying existence. I heard Qin Mu say something in Taohua Valley before, but it was all about the edges. When I was in Xichuan, I learned some unknown things.

The eight people who truly mastered the eight magical skills, six of them were in Nan Zhao and one in Xiliang and Beiyan. The owner of Wanbeast Palace was named Hong Zhui. This year, it should be around 60. No one has ever seen him in the world for nearly twenty years. Lin Jialuo only learned about this little information when he heard the previous generation of Qingzhu Gang in his early years, but these are not the key points. What is important is the magical skills he mastered.

It is said that the name of the Eight-Armed Divine Ape was chosen by someone, but only knew that it was a very strong magical skill, with a very heavy punch path, and it was as fast as lightning and thunder. The fist strength was even more unmatched. If the latter was excluded, it only saw the speed of the hand, which was somewhat similar to Yuqing Diluan.

So over the past few days, Qingyan has been praying in his heart that he must not meet Hong Zhui, otherwise he may be confused by the other party by relying on himself.

While I was thinking about it, I had already arrived at the periphery of Wan Beast Palace. The buildings rarely use wood, and they were basically built with huge stones. Although the charm of carved beams and painted buildings was less shocking, the rough atmosphere it exuded was even more shocking.

When he walked to a side hall, Qing Yan hid himself in the shadows. This place was located north of the central part of the Wanzhan Palace. Going further forward, there was only no searching place. If Mo Xue still couldn't find him, he could only make a long-term plan.

With his superb lightness skills, no trace was exposed along the way. I don’t know how long it took, Qingyan suddenly felt something strange around him. The higher he went, the higher the temperature, which was obviously not in line with common sense.

Suddenly, his body was shocked by the concentration, and he saw a large piece of open space in front of him, and a heat wave that was blowing from nowhere was coming to his face, with a strong burning sensation.

In the center of the open space is a huge circular hall. The huge stone pillars built by eighteen white jade stones, two meters high, support the entire hall. There are twelve white jade pillars on the edge, each of which is as thick as two people hugging each other. The thickest white jade pillar in the middle of the hall seems to be at least five or six people to hug each other.

All buildings are built of a strange red stone, regardless of the steps or railings. The hall is in the shape of a pagoda, with three floors, each floor is about half smaller than the next floor, but each floor looks almost five or six feet high. It seems like a huge burning Nine Heavens Divine Fire descending into the world.

Qingyan tried hard to take a deep breath. The building here was really amazing, and it was a magical craftsmanship. I thought that this place should be an extremely hidden place in the Ten Thousand Beast Palace, otherwise it would be impossible to see it on the periphery before, and I don’t know why I accidentally entered here.

After calming down, Qingyan floated forward. Fortunately, there were no guards around him, and he was fast enough, so he came to the hall safely in a blink of an eye. In such close contact, the burning sensation became stronger and stronger. Masters like Qingyan were a little upset.

He soon discovered that although the entrance to the hall was painted with red paint, it was still different from the surrounding stone walls, but it was a wooden door. I think so, if it was even the entrance and exit, the stone door was extremely heavy, it would be very troublesome.

"Squeak..."

Qingyan slowly pushed open the wooden door.

The hall is brightly lit, and you can see that the displays around are very simple and not as luxurious as Qingcheng Mountain. I don’t know if this is Hong Zhui’s bedroom. If you guess it unfortunately, you will have to fight hard at that time.

Suddenly, a familiar hissing sound came to his ears, which made Qingyan overjoyed and quickly walked forward to a huge jade screen. Sure enough, Mo Xue was jumping up happily to welcome its owner.

"I thought you were too strong and would suffer some flesh and blood after being imprisoned. How could you think you could eat and drink here and not have to endure the cold wind? My master was so envious."

When I looked down, I found that Mo Xue had two thick chains locked on her back hooves, which made her unable to go five steps away. "It seems that you are not here to enjoy the happiness. It feels bad to be locked up, don't worry, I will break it for him now-"

Before he finished speaking, Qingyan suddenly jumped to the second floor under his feet. Just after he was hiding behind the stone pillar, the wooden door of the hall was pushed open from the outside, and an old man walked inward with his hands behind his back.

Although it was far away, Qingyan still clearly felt the power emitted by the other party, and it was just as good as his grandfather Qin Mu. The heavy pressure seemed to be as solid as it was, which made Qingyan breathless.

Eight-armed Divine Ape Hong Zhui!

The identity of this old man with weird red hair is self-evident. The only person in Wanshou Palace who can make Qingyan feel such pressure is Hong Zhui. It seems that his luck is really bad, and he actually encountered this old monster. Although he was reluctant, he still couldn't leave Mo Xue and flee alone, otherwise Qingyan would not forgive him until his death.

"A good horse, it's really a good horse. I don't know what a beautiful pasture can cultivate such a magic horse." Hong Zhui stood three steps away with a very kind smile, as if he was an ordinary old man who was raising his old age.

But at this moment, Qingyan suddenly realized a serious problem. Perhaps he was too happy to see Mo Xue and did not notice that his body had returned to its snow-white color!

In addition to Hong Zhui seeing through Mo Xue's cover, more importantly, its characteristics are too obvious, and coupled with the ambush at the foot of the Stone Man Mountain, it can be imagined that Hong Zhui may have guessed who Mo Xue is.

"I know that you are very spiritual, so I haven't hurt you in the past few days, so why should you be stubborn?" Hong caught up with him, "As long as you are willing to be my mount-"

Mo Xue suddenly raised her hooves and kicked Hong Zhui. Her eyes as black as black as stone were filled with endless disgust, as if Hong Zhui was its irreconcilable enemy. But even if Mo Xue was the world's divine horse, she was just an ordinary horse, so how could she threaten the old monster in front of her?

Hong Zhui just dodged Lei Teng's attack with his hands behind his back, and there was no look of anger on his face, "I know who you are on the mount. If nothing unexpected happens, he is likely to not be able to leave Xiliang. Even if his parents bless him and let him return to Jinling safely, he would never think of you in Wanshou Palace, and do you think he has the courage to break into this place?"

With a whistle and anger, Mo Xue seemed to be able to understand the other party's words, but because she couldn't attack Hong Zhui, she was wandering around in the same place.

"I understand that you have recognized your master. If you don't see his body, it will be difficult to be loyal to others. But it has been many days since you came to Wanbeast Palace, and Yintai City is located in Anzhou. Even if I travel day and night, I will definitely not be able to block Zhao Qingyan. If I were him, I would have left you to run away with your own life."

Qing Yan, who was hiding behind the second-story stone pillar, sighed in his heart. It seemed that the other party had indeed guessed who Mo Xue was. Although the situation was extremely difficult at the moment, fortunately, Hong Zhui believed that he had left Mo Xue and only wanted to escape, which was a slight opportunity.

"After that being said, I really didn't expect that he would not only have the fate to return to Jinling, but also become the rising star of Nan Zhao Ranran. If he was given some more time, he would definitely become a person like Zhao Xuance. It seems that God is trying his best to make up for his debts to him."

"But fortunately, I didn't appear in Yintai City, otherwise the last incense that stood side by side in the palace would have been completely extinguished. This would be an explanation for the carelessness of the past. What a pity..."

Mo Xue looked at Hong Zhui coldly with her front hooves. As long as the other party appears within five steps, she will definitely crush his hateful head.

As for Qingyan, who was above each person and immediately, he was trying his best to control his breathing and trying to calm his mind. He knew that if he was exposed at this time, he would have been unable to escape if he had taken Mo Xue away. But Hong Zhui's words seemed to be a burning torch still on the barren mountain, which made Qingyan's mood unable to calm down at all.

"I thought he would die soon even if he was rescued, but he was still young. I didn't expect to become the king of Nan Zhao," Hong Zhui sighed, "It's just that this kid is cheap, he is both a divine horse and a beauty, and enjoys the World's Glory and Rich Fund."

Perhaps Mo Xue's reaction made Hong Zhui a little bored, and he walked out of the hall not long after.

After waiting for a long time, even Qingyan didn't know how long he had been waiting, but the pain in his nails fell into the palm was particularly real, allowing him to know that everything he saw and what he heard was not illusory.

At this time, it can be determined that in addition to the dead Lu Pinglan, Hong Zhui, the six assassins who attacked her mother and her, were also listed. Although the people who had guessed that they could attack her mother must have extraordinary skills, they also thought that there might be eight masters among them, but it is still unbelievable to know the truth.

Let me ask you the eight masters are comparable to emperors in some senses. Even the real emperors cannot summon them, let alone make them shameful assassins. I don’t know what the price did the Spirit Emperor use at the beginning.
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