How many times the group portrait is spring

Master, I miss you.

This is the third letter written by Mo Lingyun. As a Qi training disciple, he burned only half a piece of Lingshi once, so Mo Lingyun has been very economical, trying to reduce the size of the letter paper and streamline the content. It was not until the third time that he finally realized Alright, the keywords I want to give to Jing Rong are just these four words.

Jing Rong, who received the letter, had just stayed in the new town. He was silently telling about the night rain in southern Xinjiang with some damp letter paper. Jing Rong looked at the few words and felt his expression soften. He could even imagine Mo Lingyun writing a pen. When writing a letter, I am happy and rack my brains to think about the content.

He was the one who wrote under the lamp with the sound of rain, and after much deliberation, he came up with the words that he felt were the most important.

Jing Rong repeatedly read the four characters written by Mo Lingyun for a long time, and then took up a pen to reply.

See words like meeting.

As soon as the four characters were written down, Jing Rong picked up a pen and crossed them out. It was him who connected the seal to the nameplate of Mo Lingyun.

"Lingyun."

"Master!" Mo Lingyun smiled and rolled his eyebrows, his outline was outlined by a bright lamp. The two hadn't seen each other for more than two months, but it didn't make them unfamiliar.

"How are you doing in southern Xinjiang?"

"It's all pretty good, but... I really miss Master." Mo Lingyun blinked, then secretly looked away and looked back.

"Everything is convenient and convenient."

"Then, does Master miss me?"

"It should be thought of."

"What should be?" Mo Lingyun was unhappy, and waited for Jing Rong to change his words without blinking.

"...I miss you very much too." Jing Rong pursed his lips and said uncomfortably. He used to retreat for several years, and no one had ever asked him if he missed them. When Mo Lingyun asked, he was quite embarrassed. At a loss, what counts as thinking, can't help thinking about him in the spare time?

"I miss you too." Mo Lingyun showed a big smile, and tilted his head with his face propped up, "I'll make something delicious for Master when I go back."

"it is good."

In addition to worrying about the battle in the southern border, Jing Rong added a lot of manpower to guard the Xuanbei border to prevent the extreme northern monsters from taking advantage of the chaos to attack.

But even with additional manpower, it is impossible to have monks guarding the vast domain line everywhere, and it is more to use the barrier to detect whether there are any monsters breaking in.

The moonlight poured wantonly on the ice layer, and the invisible barrier separated the northern region from the extreme northern region. When the boundless dark blue covered the moon, a man in black clothes floated between the Xuanbei region.

Holding the jade pendant in one hand, he reached the colorless barrier, and in an instant, Guanghua dissipated around the jade pendant in his hand, opening a gap between the two worlds without disturbing any monks guarding the domain.

The person walked through the enchantment, and the opened enchantment returned to its original appearance.

The barrier in the Xuanbei Realm was set up by the Xuantian Sect, and the authority to open it is naturally in the hands of the Xuantian Sect. As for where the jade pendant in this person's hand came from, it is unknown.

Compared with the decisiveness of the monster clan in the southern border, the many great monsters in the extreme north seem to hesitate a lot. They are in the extreme north, and they have been intimidated by the Xuantian sect for thousands of years, and have been suppressed outside the Xuanbei boundary. It is the forbidden area of ​​Jiuxiao, to the south is Xuantianzong, the first sect of cultivation, there is no way to go west, and to the east is the demon lock tower that all monster races fear.

There are many giant beasts in the extreme northern region, Yan Huai volleys with his hands behind his back, waiting for them to come.

"We don't have as many retreats as the monster clan in southern Xinjiang." The old patriarch of Beishan shook his head. He has been the leader of the snow wolf for hundreds of years, and it has already declined. .”

"Xuantianzong has stood on this continent for thousands of years, even though the confrontation with the demons has weakened its foundation thousands of years ago, now they have been cultivating for thousands of years, and Taoist Rongxie was born out of nowhere. Is it something that I can rival in the extreme north? ?”

Yan Huai listened quietly, these leaders are all big monsters who have lived for hundreds of thousands of years, it is no problem to consider their own clan first, but if they have been intimidated by Xuantianzong, how can they be used by his Qianjiu Palace .

"If you are willing to rise up, you will have the southeast and southeast regions to respond to it, and you will definitely not fight alone in the extreme north." Yan Huai lined up a row of alliances signed with many great monsters, and the pale golden light was scattered in the Qianjiu Palace Shaogong On the seal of the Lord, it is proved by facts that he is not the only one with the root of the heavenly spirit in this world.

"This..." The leaders of the three largest clans in the extreme northern region looked at each other, still hesitating.

"The Southern Territory has just suffered a series of disasters, and now the Xuantian Sect will never be able to deal with the extreme northern demon realm with all its strength. With my support from the Eastern Territory, as long as you are willing to participate in the battle, the number of victories in the extreme north is seven or eight out of ten. "Yan Huai's speech is based on facts, but these big monsters have been suppressed by Xuantianzong for a long time, and they are still hesitant when it comes to this matter.

Yan Huai simply made a bold statement: "There is one more thing, I hope all the demon kings will know."

"The demon king of the Snake Clan is not long. He has informed Taoist Rongxie that the Xuantian Stone is in the hands of your extreme northern demon clan. The Taoist Master Rongxie's first disciple's congenital meridian is broken and needs the Xuantian Stone to reshape it." Yan Huai paused, "Everyone may wish to try, are you the first to strike first, or wait for Taoist Rongxie to stabilize the Shuangnan area and face your extreme northern monster clan with swords."

"you?!"

"You humans are really vicious?!"

The demon kings who were still calm were so angry at Yan Huai's words that they almost vomited blood, and even the irritable ape king attacked Yan Huai who was in the air with a palm of ten thousand ice.

As soon as Yan Huai's hand gestures changed, he directly took materials from the local area. The origin of ice is water, and water is the source of all things. Yan Huai's hand tricks changed from ice to water, forming a horizontal wall of water to eliminate all the demon king's offensive.

Yan Huai didn't even blink at the invisible smoke.

Beishan She, who had been listening all the time, came out and said: "You human race, don't bully the monster too much! What's more, the leader of Lao Shizi...you plan on us like this, you...you don't have to be afraid, we will call him Qianjiu Palace when the time comes The matter of the Young Palace Master was exposed?!"

"That depends on whether Taoist Rongxie believes in you or in his disciples." Yan Huailiang glanced at Beishan She, since he set up this situation, he has already made a plan to deal with various omissions. Well, Beishan She's such a small threat, what is it.

"Willing to tell you the identity of the Lord is the greatest sincerity of my Eastern Realm to unite with you in the extreme north. If you would rather live by it than give it a go, you would rather surrender to the Xuantian Sect than unite with my Qianjiu Palace." Yan Huai His eyes swept around the demon king, "Then let's see, are you guys retreating again and again, or is Taoist Rong Xie going to blame you for slandering his first disciple, and wipe out the extreme north demon clan."

To put it bluntly, the dirty water has already been poured on their extreme northern monster clan. No matter whether they are willing to cooperate or not, those monks who claim to be famous and decent will hit their monster clan sooner or later.

The end of the extermination of the demon clan, maybe the next time, it will be their turn.

The old Beishan patriarch sighed, and said: "Our demon clan will never be able to plot against your human race."

"You only need to disturb the extreme northern region. When the Wan Dao League is too busy to take care of itself, it will be the day when our eastern border will take the northern and southern borders directly."

"Your Majesty, our clan is willing to do what we say, and we hope that when things come to fruition, you can keep your promise." The old Beishan patriarch surrendered first, and the snow ape and polar bear patriarchs looked at each other, and they all bowed to Yan Huai Clasping hands, "I'll wait, and I'm willing to obey the Lord's order."

"Naturally." Yan Huai bowed his hands.

In late autumn, the monster clan from the extreme north joins the battle.

"Will you really let us coexist with the human race?" Beishan She acted as a mount to send Yan Huai out of the domain. It was not in a high mood and didn't even shake its tail.

"really."

"Will you open the Demon Locking Tower and let my brother out?"

"meeting."

"Why do you treat our monster race so well?"

"Everyone takes what they need."

Yan Huai's answer was very brief, but Beishan's pardon had a lot of questions, which were all about the confirmed terms of the covenant. Thinking about it, it just wanted to reassure its mind by asking so many questions.

"It's really strange, you human race, which one is better off than our monster race." After asking, Bei Shanshe felt a lot easier. He ran on the snow and shouted: "I still want to overthrow this world!" Rotation, how strange!"

Yan Huai lowered his eyes and answered after a long time: "Desire is endless."

"It's just your human race?"

"No, it's just that you have seen too little, so you don't want much." In fact, even Yan Huai couldn't convince himself that he really didn't want anything, and now he is alive only to report the feast kindness.

As long as Yanzhi wanted it, he would do it.

Even if what Yan Zhi wanted was to break through the Nine Heavens Forbidden Territory and explore places outside it.

What he asked for at the banquet was what he did.

"Me? I haven't seen much?" Beishan refused to accept, "I have lived for a long time. Let me tell you, I have seen fish schools under the ice, I have seen the constant day, I have also seen the eternal night, and there is sunshine. Sprinkled on snow and ice, it is sparkling and beautiful.”

"So?" Yan Huai glanced at the trembling wolf ears, and wanted to touch them for a moment to see what it felt like.

"I have seen snow lotus, and I have eaten rabbits, but if you ask me what I want." Beishan pardoned, "Then I just want my brother Jie to come back, we run on the snowfield together, catch Yu, let’s go see the snow lotus together.”

"Isn't it a kind of desire to want it back?"

"It's not the same, it's not the same." Bei Shanshe shook his head, "Snow lotus is a natural treasure in the mouth of your people, but it is in our extreme north, and for thousands of years, no monster race will rush to pick it. There are a lot of fish, but when we catch fish, we will let the small fish go."

"Excessive demands are lust. I hope Jie will come back. It is love."

It is not blood thicker than water, nor worldly love, but the simplest and sincere love for its playmates who run and play with it, its good brothers.

"...if your love will hurt him."

"Then, if I don't like it anymore, and the people of Xuantianzong can release Jie from the demon-locking tower, then I don't like Jie anymore." Bei Shanshe hesitated, "In short, as long as it is good, We don't have the weird ideas of your human race."

Yan Huai was stunned for a long time looking at the red mole on his finger. From the beginning of his own memory, this mole was on his finger. It was a red mole on the side of the phalanx on the little finger of his right hand.

The old priest of the Gu tribe said that he was a heartless person, and that he was on the line of this marriage, and that this red mole was a calamity set by others.

Whether to set fire to others, or to ruin his future, is fate.