The next day.

On the carbon stove, the water boiled and quiet water vapor was steamed.

Many of the oil paper windows in the hall were flashing frequently, with fine black dots, which were the snowflakes falling rapidly outside the window...or rather, it was no longer snow, but fragments of the sky that were forced by the strong wind.

As soon as Xia Yan raised his hand, the red paper man flew up, grabbed the kettle, and poured boiling hot water into his white porcelain cup that had just been hot and sprinkled with tea leaves.

Immediately, everything calmed down again.

Only a "slam" sound left split the silence.

That is the sound of the scroll being pulled apart.

Xia Yan pulled the scroll and looked at the man and woman on the painting. It was a spring tour view of the father and mother when they were still young. It was painted by a painter of a national painter.

He looked at the painting for a while in a daze and heard a knock on the door.

"Emperor~~" a familiar voice sounded, which was Nan Wanxiang's voice, and there was someone behind her, which explained why she called "Emperor" instead of "Advisor"...

"Fourteen Su~~" It was Xia Xue's voice, which sounded from behind, but he was covered by someone's mouth after he was shouted halfway through.

Then a low voice of reprimanding came from a voice called "Call the Emperor".

Xia Yan put away the scroll and said, "Come in."

The door opened, and the petite master entered the hall and waved to the card friends.

As a result, before Liu Yinyin came out, Xia Xue had already broken free from her mother's shackles. She stepped out like a wild rabbit with a rein and rushed out, shouting, "Uncle 14, Uncle 14, Uncle 14, Uncle 14~~"

Sanniang looked pale and hurriedly used the royal etiquette he had just learned, and bowed carefully and said, "I have met the emperor."

When she rolled her eyes, her eyes almost turned pale.

Damn, my young girl has actually run to the emperor.

Xia Yan smiled and touched the little niece's head. The little niece turned her head and looked at her mother and stuck out her tongue.

Xia Yan took the initiative to speak, "Is there anything wrong with the concubine looking for me?"

Liu Yinyin said: "Last time the emperor suggested that my father could come to the capital for fun, so I wrote a letter to go to the Twelve Channel Docks. As a result, my father replied, saying that he had already set off and could arrive at the capital in a few days."

Xia Yan smiled and said, "The Concubine's father is my elder brother's father-in-law. I will naturally welcome you. When the time comes, I will host a banquet."

Liu Yinyin said worriedly: "My father... is a gangster in the world, and may not understand the rules, I am afraid..."

Xia Yan laughed and said, "It's okay, my elder brother has made friends with many people in the world in the past, and even brought them back to the house. I talked a lot with those people... I yearn for that kind of life in the world. Maybe your father is here, and I can still talk to him."

Liu Yinyin's eyes lit up: "Really? You're not lying to me?"

After she finished speaking, she realized that what she said was too reckless...

Xia Yan didn't care. He admired this straightforward speaking style with a ecstasy flavor, and said sincerely: "I won't lie to you."

Liu Yinyin said: "Then...Master, I will take my leave first."

Nan Wanxiang waved her hand: "Master, I'm leaving."

Xia Yan nodded, then patted Xia Xue's little head and said, "Go."

The little girl stepped out her short legs again and ran towards the door.

It was half a meter away from the door, and it disappeared with a "swoosh". It was Liu Yinyin who reached out and pulled her young girl out.

Xia Yan smiled, picked up the small porcelain cup, took a sip, and the tea was cold.

He looked up at the distance...

Then I saw...

...

...

The old cow's eyes were blooming with a cold light like a giant lamp. In the curve of grim smile, he raised his fist as big as a hill, and punched it down, and the land suddenly collapsed and the ground broke.

And under his fist, a black shadow was surfing in a mess.

Boom boom boom boom!!

The ground collapsed and the mountains were destroyed. The snow-covered mountains crossed the principle that the adsorption between large snowboards on the surface and the wet snow layer under the surface became smaller and caused an avalanche. They were directly trembling and rolled down by the fists.

Thousands of tons of flying snow turned into silver-white fine dust, mixed with broken rocks, soil, and broken wood, covering the sky like a white anger covering the sky, causing a magnificent scene like a natural disaster.

And the initiator of all this was Lao Niu.

But no matter how the snow rolls or accumulates again, a red liquid like a snake floats on the top of the snow.

Whenever the black shadow was about to escape wildly, the red liquid would move slightly, blocking all possible escape from the black shadow.

Afar further...

A group of ghost cultivators looked in this direction in a daze.

They have not seen violent fights, nor have they seen the shocking scenes caused by Fang Yi's use of the formation before, but... In this scene, the body of the Dharma Heaven and Earth, which was hundreds of feet tall, made them tremble all over their bodies as if they had seen gods and ghosts.

Finally, a ghost cultivator asked: "This...is this the person from the headquarters?"

“It must be the headquarters…”

“Too powerful…”

"I didn't expect that we still have such a backing."

A thin woman in green clothes with simple makeup, red faces and beads on her hair were also staring at this scene in a daze.

Qingyi Dan knew that this was the person at the headquarters.

Originally, she was very repulsive of Shan Jun's decision to define his own power as the "Haoran Zhengqi Palace - Yunqingshan Branch".

Whether it is the "Haoran Zhengqi Palace" that is ashamed and difficult to report to the family, she is displeased.

But at this moment, she looked at the tall and burly figure who was like a demon coming to the world and completely lost her temper...

“So strong…”

at this time...

The old giant buzzed and shouted: "Girl, don't run away. If I wanted to kill you, I would have slapped you with a long time ago. Why do you have to work so hard?"

He was really helpless. The Lord’s request was to bring the person back, but the ghost cultivators in Yunqingshan did not catch this woman, and he asked him to do it himself.

After doing this, I realized that the girl was too slippery and too hiding, and couldn't catch her at all.

He can catch it, that is, he has to take it seriously.

If he is serious, he cannot ensure that the other party can still be alive.

The feeling at this time is really frustrating, with a feeling of "When Zhao Zilong rushed over thousands of troops, Cao Gong shouted 'Catch the living'."

This is a slap in the fight, and I dare not take a picture of it, for fear that I would just beat it into meat sauce.

The woman was wearing a black cloak. Even though she experienced all kinds of battles and showed a scene of exhaustion, she could still see that she was originally charming, elegant and charming, but this smell was more scattered by her dishevel at this time, and her seven orifices were bleeding and scattered, showing an extremely embarrassing feeling.

Yes, this woman was Yue'e, the "Taiyin Red-clothed Grand Priest" who appeared outside the east gate of Chaotiandu. She just didn't know what she had encountered, so she fell to escape to this point.

The Grand Priest of the Red Clothes of Taiyin was also curious in his heart. This fierce man could slap himself to death, but he always deliberately hid some strength. When the tone of this fierce man seemed to be the one above him to catch him alive.

Although she was curious, she would definitely not be willing to be really caught, but... she couldn't escape, because there was a blood-colored liquid around her, and that existence was extremely terrifying, restricting her from all the possibility of escaping from birth. Even if she had completely ignored the consumption and used various taboo cards regardless of life, it would be useless.

"Slutty!"

Lao Niu was angry. He had already released the sixth level of heaven for ten seconds, but he had not yet caught the other party.

Seeing that he was almost "suffered" by the world in a few minutes, Lao Niu glanced at him suddenly and saw the black shadow swept to a low mountain. He roared and rushed directly, and then his giant hand like a giant hoop slammed the mountain.

"Hey!"

The mountain was pulled up.

The ghost cultivator beside him swallowed his saliva, "You're the people at the headquarters too fierce?"

In the future, you must be proud of being a "person in the branch of the Haoran Zhengqi Palace". When you meet people, you must proudly shout "I am a person in the Haoran Zhengqi Palace".

boom!!

The old cow flew up directly with the mountain that broke from its roots, and his big eyes shining out of the fierce light column stared at the mountain.

He held the mountain with his right hand, but his left hand was ready to go. In this way, no matter how much the girl wanted to fly, she would never be able to use the terrain and would inevitably be exposed to him.

As long as she moves, the old cow can fly out of his left hand, grabbing the girl in the palm of her hand like a fly, pinching her to death.

If you can't pinch it, just try it twice. If you can't do it, just squeeze it a few more!

"Master, Lao Niu will never let down your expectations in this life!"

The strong man roared, loyal and righteous! Those who saw were moved, while those who heard were crying...

Lao Niu was as fast as a missile and landed on the mountain gate square of the original Taixu Immortal Sect in a flash, and put the low mountain on the ground.

Bang!

The mountain settles.

The surroundings were empty, and the ghost cultivator had also surrounded him, and the girl had no chance of escaping.

At this moment, a weak and charming voice came from the Broken Mountains.

The Grand Priest of the Red Clothes of Taiyin asked: "What kind of power are you?"

When Lao Niu heard this question, he was stunned. His lips moved, as if he couldn't speak to let her know. So he rolled his eyes like a "funny" and looked at Wu Heng who had been following him.

Wu Heng continued to maintain the blood river as if he hadn't heard it.

shame...

Too shameful...

Difficult to open a mouth.
To be continued...