The world is the only double in the world

In the cold grotto, a flash of fiery red covers all the demon colors.

The letter in his hand was reduced to ashes, and the man in red looked carefully at the entire grotto. The sound of ticking water could be heard endlessly, and the surrounding grass was filled with no trace of human habitation.

On the stone platform in the middle of the grotto, there is a deep gap. The sunlight shines in from the top of the grotto, scattering spots in the gap. The messy weeds are paved beside it, as if someone has lived here for a long time.

The icy red eyes narrowed slightly, it was clear that someone had been to this grotto!

Five years ago, the demon world Lianhuang was revived, and the two great artifacts came into the world, but they were nowhere to be found. Now there are rumors in the world that the artifacts have once again appeared in the martial arts world...

According to the legend, what is the power of the ancient artifact that can only be born with the help of the demon lotus phoenix?Where is it now?

Helian Guxue's fingers slowly stroked the cracks on the star stone platform, secretly thinking——

Have the two artifacts ever stayed here?

Every year, Helian Guxue would receive several mysterious letters.

The letter informed that the two artifacts belonged to him and Nangong Nongyue, no matter what, he must do his best to retrieve the missing ancient artifacts, and must not fall into the hands of others.

Back then, there were two weird old men who mentioned information about ancient artifacts, but now...

Could it be those two old men who gave him mysterious letters four times in three directions?

Today, the Holy Snow King City, the Shenyue Palace, and the imperial court are divided into three parts of the world.

Why did the seven-color heaven suddenly reappear?Ten years ago, Feng Liuying's death was really just a rumor?

Mingxie actually helped the court destroy the Seven-color Paradise, and what was his intention?

Mingxie...

Why does this person who can't see the end of the dragon hide so deeply?

"City Lord, why did you come to this place?"

An ethereal voice came from a distance, Helian Guxue was startled, her figure flashed, and she disappeared into the grotto in an instant.

A man in snow clothes stepped into the grotto, his face was covered by a black bamboo hat, and his long hair was hidden by the hanging black veil, only the white robe of the holy snow was fluttering in the wind.

The air in the grotto was humid, and a purple-clothed girl behind the snow-clothed man couldn't help trembling all over. The lotus hairpin slanted her black hair, her heroic spirit was overwhelming, but her jet-black almond eyes shone with a trace of innocence.

"Does the city lord want to find an ancient artifact?"

The man in snow didn't respond. He stood in front of the stone platform, as if staring at something, and never left for a long, long time.

"Someone has been here before." A soft voice floated out from behind the black veil, "And there is more than one person."

He caressed the deep gap on the stone platform, and said in a playful voice, "Have been hiding for so long, aren't you ready to come out?"

The girl in purple panicked and turned around abruptly, "Who!?"

The cold wind blew, and the wild grass swayed.

"who are you?"

At that time, a woman in blue jumped out from behind the tree, her thin lotus gauze skirt fluttered in the wind, her face was full of beauty, she calmly said: "The city lord, the high priest asked me to come and protect the city lord."

The girl in purple laughed lightly, her eyes full of contempt, "Only you? Protect our city lord? I don't think I've ever seen you before?"

"Zishan, step back." The man in snow clothes turned around, looked carefully at the woman in blue clothes in front of him through the black veil, and smiled slowly: "Your name?"

The woman in blue paused for a moment, and said gracefully, "Ruoyun."

The snow-clothed man smiled lightly. Although he couldn't see his expression at this moment, at this moment, the blue-clothed woman couldn't help but tremble in her heart.

"Shang Luo sent you here?"

"Exactly."

"Shang Luo asked you to protect me?"

"Exactly."

The man in snow clothes lifted Ruoyun's jaw, the extreme pressure and deterrence made the woman's breathing unsteady, "Ruoyun, you succeeded."

Ruoyun stared blankly at the black veil floating in front of her eyes, her heart beat out of control, her cheeks were slightly rosy, and she couldn't calm down anymore, "The city lord...what do you mean?"

The snow-clothed man let go of her, turned and left, the black gauze was swaying in an elegant arc behind him, and the words without ups and downs echoed in the wind:

"Tonight, serve me in bed."

Ruoyun raised her eyes suddenly, feeling beyond shock.

And Zishan is even more incredible.

She has been following Mingxie for two years, and she has never seen her city lord get close to anyone, or even show up in front of everyone, and now she let a woman of unknown origin sleep with her?

This is ridiculous!

Zishan couldn't help feeling a little jealousy in her heart. As one of the three great generals under Mingxie, she was not even allowed to enter the city lord's bedroom. Imagine this would be the case.

Could it be that Zishan is not as good as the woman next to her?

"The body of the city lord is not something anyone can get close to. I advise you to be sensible and don't get carried away." Zishan left a warning and ran in the direction the snow-clothed man left.

Ruoyun still stayed where she was, and it took a long time to recover from the shock.

She originally thought it would be difficult to sneak into the Holy Snow King City, and it would be even more difficult to see Mingxie, but she didn't know it was so easy.

The breeze blew past, and the weeds were desolate.

At this time, on a cang tree not far away, a man in red stood quietly, his icy red eyes reflected everything in the grotto.

No one could see his emotions at this moment, a gloomy feeling emerged from the bottom of his heart, it was anger that came from an instinctive reaction.

That breath...

And that tone of voice...

When hearing the last words of the man in snow clothes, Helian Guxue didn't know why she became angry, it seemed to be an innate illusion, that man must not get close to anyone!

The cold and charming arc lightly hooked the corners of the lips——Mingxie, we have a long relationship.

In the capital city, Zuixin restaurant, Jueying and Ye Feiyan are sitting at a wooden table by the window.

The ice sculpture mask was eye-catching and cold, and Ye Feiyan kept picking up vegetables for the man in black beside him, with a displeased expression on his face, "My shadow beauty, don't you always wear a mask, okay?"

Jueying looked at her, held Ye Feiyan's wrist with one hand, and stopped his action of picking up vegetables, "Are you really willing to entrust the Heavenly Gate to the Palace Master?"

"What do you think?" Ye Feiyan smiled lightly, with a serious face, "It's not that you don't know me, I'm not interested in the position of the young master, I've been wandering around the world all year round, and I don't have the heart to lead Tianmen's affairs, big or small. Give it to you Palace Master, I am very relieved!"

Jueying lowered her eyes slightly, "Thank you for trusting Palace Master so much."

Ye Feiyan leaned in front of Jueying, and smiled a little, "Back then, I regarded you and that poisonous beauty as my two nemesis of Ye Feiyan, but now?"

Jueying lightly hooked her lips, revealing a smile that hadn't been overflowing for a long time.

"I originally thought that I would eat and drink by Yaoyue's side for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect..."

"If the Holy Hand Poison Immortal does not return, the Palace Master will not be happy for a day."

"Yaoyue won't die!" Ye Feiyan raised her head and took a sip of her drink, before fading her smile, "I never believed that he would die!"

"He's Nangong Nongyue... What kind of person is Nangong Nongyue?! How could it be... that he just disappeared?" When Ye Feiyan spoke, she didn't even notice the lump in her throat.

Jueying didn't answer, but silently held Ye Feiyan's hand tightly to calm down his agitated emotions.

Suddenly, the entire Zuixin restaurant was in a commotion.

"You two old men, you have no money and you come here to drink and eat, roll around—"

"Where did the two strange old men come from? They don't look like they have no money. Did your own sons and daughters drive you out because of their disobedience?"

At the entrance of Zuixin Restaurant, two old men were fighting crickets while drinking wine, not paying attention to the waiter who came to beg for silver taels.

"Ha - old man Bai, my little scalper is going to beat your big green one." The black-haired old man walked around the whole street excitedly, not forgetting to take a few sips of wine.

"Hei old man, don't get too excited, you see my little scalper is going to turn defeat into victory, haha... Bai old man, your martial arts are no match for me, even the crickets are too weak... Hahaha..."

"I can't compare to you? I think that when you were defeated by me, you cried and asked me to let you go. Why didn't you remember after you came out of the closed door? Haha... old man Bai, I didn't expect you didn't even know your mind Ah...haha..."

"My brain is not clear? Your brain is not clear! I clearly saw the ancient artifact fly to the east, but you just said that it flew to the west, because I listened to you, and the artifact has not been whereabouts until now. You old man returned the artifact! "

"Hey—old man Bai, you can't even tell the difference between east and west, north and south, what ancient artifact do you want? Even if you get the ancient artifact, you still can't beat me, old man Bai, go back and practice for a few more years..."

Jueying and Ye Feiyan were startled, "Ancient artifact!"

They just wanted to go out and ask what happened, unexpectedly, the streets in the capital city were already in a state of restlessness. Two old men, one black and one white, were fighting fiercely, like a vortex intertwined with black and white, only to see two gusts of cold wind blowing To and fro, not even a human figure can be seen.

"Smelly old man, you couldn't even cure Xiao Xueer's poison back then, so what right do you have to fight me here?"

"Hey, I'm not qualified? You are even less qualified, if you have the ability, let Xiaoyue'er recover as soon as possible!"

"I said back then that I wanted to open up Xiaoyue'er's meridians, but you just said that you wanted to pass on his inner breath. Once the madness breaks out, I'll see how you can control the demonic blood in his body!"

"Smelly old man, if I don't give him my inner breath, how can I stop Xiaoyue'er's weakened meridians and eight meridians? I have never seen a person who practiced the Heavenly Shifting Soul Dafa still live until now!"

"My Yue'er and grandson live a hundred years, and they must have lived longer than you, an old man. Without me, Xiao Yue'er would not have recovered so quickly. In just a few years, just give me this to be my father." A whole city was built!"

"Okay! You believe that Xiaoyue'er is your grandson, don't rob Xiaoxue'er from me then, you can only have one of the two of them!"

"Both of them are my precious grandchildren!"

"Dreaming—old man, look at the trick!"

Suddenly, a red shadow swirled down from the sky, piercing through the whirlpool of one black and one white. With a loud roar, all the stalls in the market were shattered, splashing dust into the sky.

"Wow—old man Bai, where did you get such great strength?"

The black-haired old man and the white-haired old man wiped the dust off their faces. When they raised their eyes again, the gorgeous and bewitching fiery red occupied all their sights.

The silver hair fluttered, and the aloof back was handsome and straight, shocking the old man's eyes.

"God, Palace Master Shenyue..." The people on the street couldn't help but backed up a few steps in fear, not daring to intervene.

"This, is this our Xue'er grandson?" The white-haired old man rubbed his eyes, unable to believe what he saw.

"Little Xue'er, you...why is your hair gray?" The black-haired old man patted the head of the white-haired old man, "This old man can have gray hair, my beautiful Xue'er grandson, you can't follow him, do you know?"

The man in red turned around and carefully looked at the two old men standing in front of him, his red eyes were as cold as frost.

The black-haired old man seemed to appreciate it: "Oh, as expected of my Xueer grandson, even with white hair, she is just as stunning..."

Gu Xue said coldly: "What were you talking about just now?"

The two old men panicked and vetoed in unison, "No! Didn't say anything!"

"Didn't say anything?" Helian Guxue narrowed her red eyes slightly: "The two seniors seem to have a deep relationship with me?"

"Ah, that is, back then you and Xiaoyue'er's fathers were both..." The black-haired old man stomped on the white-haired old man's feet, stopping his words when he opened his mouth in pain.

"I just heard you talking about ancient artifacts." Helian Guxue said indifferently: "It's just that in recent years, I have always received some secret letters, all of which are related to ancient artifacts. I don't know what these letters have to do with the two seniors. Is there a connection?"

"No! Absolutely not!" The two old men winked at each other and once again vetoed in unison.

"Since the two seniors don't want to tell, then I won't ask." Helian Guxue lowered his eyes slightly, and the coldness in his eyes receded, "You guys just talked about playing the moon..."

"Is there?" The black-haired old man deliberately pretended to be stupid, "Old white man, did we just say that we are not good enough?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

A gloomy look flickered across the red eyes, "Senior, you don't have to hide it. I know that Nong Yue is not dead at all, but he just doesn't want to come out to see me."

"No, Xiao Xue'er, listen to what Grandpa said." The black-haired old man didn't know how to speak, so he just evaded a few words: "Xiaoyue'er has some difficulties, so he hides his identity and doesn't see you. In fact, he really wants to see you. , The other day I saw him holding a phantom... ah!"

The silver needle in the white-haired old man's hand pierced into the dark-haired old man's numbness instantly, making him speechless.

The strange color in the red eyes became more and more intense, even more bewitching and cold.

The white-haired old man had a kind face on his face, "Little Xue'er, Grandpa remembers that you used to have a smile, why...don't you smile now?"

"Why am I laughing!?" Helian Guxue ignored the two old men and turned to leave.

The aloof back is permeated with loneliness and loneliness, and the snow-white silver hair is even more bewitching under the sun.

The white-haired old man couldn't help feeling sour in his heart.

Just when the two old men were about to leave, they suddenly realized that something was missing from their waists.

Oops!

The kit bag that was originally tied around his waist was gone.

"Jade, Jade Lingzhu...the Jade Lingzhu is gone!" The black-haired old man was suddenly overshadowed!

"Without the Jade Lingzhu, how can the ancient artifact be unsheathed?" The white-haired old man panicked instantly!

They suddenly remembered that sudden red shadow during the fight...

The black and white old man realized something in an instant, and without daring to delay for a moment, he ran towards the direction where Helian Guxue left...