Don't grab the halo of the hero and heroine in quick time travel

Chapter 198 Vicious Female Supporting Cannot Go Online (43)

Hengduan Mountain is a continuous primeval forest, and in the deepest part of it lies the most mysterious force in the martial arts world, the Cold Palace!

The reason why Yinshuang left Mei Wuxin behind was to follow him to find the base camp of the Cold Palace, and Mei Wuxin returned to the Cold Palace as expected, and the shadow of the Blood Pavilion found it here.

The closer you get to the Hangong Mountain, the more dangerous it becomes. All kinds of poisonous insects, snakes and ants are everywhere, and everyone in the Blood Pavilion has to stop.

When Yinshuang arrived, many people who had gone out of the cold palace had been executed. Yinshuang just glanced at the corpses casually.

"Master!" Yunlong saw Yinshuang fluttering and falling in front of him, and greeted him respectfully, cupping his fists and saluting.

Yinshuang looked around the people in the Blood Pavilion indifferently, her spiritual consciousness stretched out, there are a lot of poisonous insects and beasts in this primeval forest, if she takes some people with her, it will inevitably hinder her pace, not to mention whether or not these people are actually of no use to her. It's not big, but perhaps it's best to guard here and intercept.

Yinshuang asked via voice transmission: "Has everything been arranged?"

Upon hearing this, Yunlong proudly patted his chest and promised: "My lord, everything is already in place, and I will never let a fish slip through the net."

Yinshuang nodded slightly, and ordered: "Wait here, don't come in or out."

"Yes..." Yunlong replied respectfully, then he was taken aback, he didn't see his master sign language just now, but where did this voice come from?Did the voice just now come from the master?
Yunlong looked up at Yinshuang in surprise, wanting to make sure of something.

Yinshuang frowned slightly, a little displeased, and her tone became cold: "Is there a problem?"

Yunlong saw clearly that Yinshuang didn't open his mouth, he seemed to think of something, his mind was shocked, and then he was ecstatic, the art of sound transmission, the innate realm.

"No! This subordinate is determined to live up to its mission!"

A black line hangs on Yinshuang's forehead, mission?Is it that sacred?

Yinshuang glanced at the others casually, seeing that the others were as excited as Yunlong, she understood after a little thought, if she told them that she was congenital when she founded the Blood Pavilion, would they be frightened? ?
Yinshuang turned around and looked at the continuous mountains and forests. She always felt a little uneasy, not from the enemy, but from her own heart. It seemed that something was about to break through the shackles of her heart and break out of her shell, making her want to stay away but couldn't help but want to to explore.

Yinshuang thought for a while and said: "Tomorrow, regardless of whether I come out or not, all the staff will leave."

Yunlong heard the words and said without thinking: "The subordinates will definitely wait for the master to return."

Seeing this, Yunlong hurriedly said humbly: "Master, if you don't come back, some old men will take my skin off."

Yinshuang groaned slightly, if she didn't go to fetch the cold crystal jade plum, one day would be enough, as for that feeling, there would be no illusions in their realm, so it must not be groundless.

Yinshuang knew that she couldn't persuade them to leave, and made up her mind to control Hangong completely so that no unnecessary casualties would be caused.

After making up her mind, Yinshuang said no more, nodded slightly, tiptoed, and disappeared into the forest.

At noon, it was the hottest time of the day, but it was extremely cool in the palace of the Han Palace, which can be described as warm in winter and cool in summer.

In the main hall, Mei Wuxin sat pale on a natural jade chair, which exuded a dark green light.

At this time, there were two groups of people standing in the hall, each with their own scarf. One group was bound and knelt on the ground, looking at the person on the first seat without cutting, while the other group stood proudly. The white old man was sitting on the chair next to him, and the old god was drinking tea.

They didn't notice that some small moths entered the cold palace silently. A woman covered with a veil and wearing a dark purple dress walked slowly into the cold palace. Gongzi fell to the ground silently.

Those Han Palace disciples fell unconscious before they even had time to make a sound. The purple-clothed woman came to the main hall of Han Palace step by step. In the entire Han Palace, there were only people awake here.

Yinshuang herself didn't expect it to be so smooth. Apparently, the Han Palace had just experienced a battle. Yinshuang cautiously dealt with the low-end force and stood quietly in a corner outside the main hall.

Consciousness paid attention to everything in the main hall, and while recovering her internal strength, her internal strength was exhausted by silently poisoning the entire cold palace. At this moment, any stronger ordinary person could kill her.

Seeing the situation in the hall, Yinshuang raised her eyebrows with interest, and leaned against the wall to rest.

In the main hall, among the people who were tied up, a middle-aged man with a beard, his body was covered with scars, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. He stared fiercely at the person in the first seat and cursed: "Mei Wuxin, you thief What qualifications do you have to sit there?"

Mei Wuxin rubbed the center of her eyebrows wearily, and leaned lazily on the jade chair.

"I am very puzzled, why are so many of you willing to sacrifice your life for that piece of trash Lin Xuan? Did he do you any favors?"

The bearded man said angrily: "The young master is the one appointed by the palace master, and you are just a thief."

Mei Wuxin never got out of the unfeeling that Yinshuang gave him, now when he heard the bearded man's words, he brought Li Xuan into it, his heart was full of hostility, why?Why can she endure Li Xuan's betrayal and schemes, yet she hates him so deeply?
"Hehe, thief? You should know that I am her apprentice, and he is the latecomer. Besides, he is just a piece of trash. Why do you all only care about him?"

The bearded man smiled coldly, but on his face, it looked like the wind was blowing grass and the cows and sheep were underestimated. His beard was shaking, and he couldn't see his expression clearly at all. He could only guess from his indignant tone. Out one or two.

"The young master's talent is outstanding, if it weren't for your young master who has led the cold palace to dominate the martial arts world, why should we hide in this desolate place?"

"Excellent talent? Huh!" Mei Wuxin's eyes turned cold, and she threw out the hidden weapon in her hand, directly piercing the man's eyebrows, taking his life instantly.

Mei Wuxin's red eyes looked at the person sitting at the side drinking tea.

Several old men put down their teacups and looked at Mei Wuxin. A benevolent old man with grey-haired Ou looked up coldly: "What? Are you planning to attack us?"

Mei Wuxin was neither humble nor overbearing, her tone lacked a hint of respect.

"How come, the seniors are the elders, and it's too late for the juniors to respect!"

The middle-aged old Ou rolled his eyes and said with a sneer: "Hey! Don't say these things are useless, we old guys who have one foot in the grave are too lazy to intervene. It has nothing to do with us how you make trouble in this cold palace."

Mei Wuxin's pale face sank slightly, the kind of white with black inside.

"Are you really unwilling to surrender?"

An old man with all white hair, wrinkled face and cloudy eyes who had been sitting upright beside him looked at Mei Wuxin with his back bent and shook his head.

"Ahem, why should the palace master be aggressive, we old guys are just tired and don't want to get involved anymore."

"Really? Huh!"

Mei Wuxin looked at them coldly, and other people from the main hall surrounded them one after another.

(End of this chapter)