The snow scene is desolate, the scattered wind blows, the long hair is flying like ink, and the black robe is aroused.

Xiang Yang walked alone in the vast snowy path, his figure appeared and disappeared, hidden in the wind and snow, stepping like flying, shrinking into an inch, and the direction was the main peak of Daxue Ridge, Ziyun Feng.

Over the past few days of open and secret investigation, I asked Chu Canglan's biological parents, visited the valley where the adventure came, and heard legendary anecdotes about the valley among the people, and I had some clues and was about to verify it through Xue Manjun.

"A trace of the soul power I left in the wooden comb that day exploded. I took the opportunity to hide in Xue Manjun, hoping that she had not been discovered by this "Chu Canglan" yet."

In the snow-capped bamboo forest, Xue Manjun's shirt is tight and her face is sometimes red and sometimes blue and white. She pinched her hands on her chest to guide her to return to the original state.

Outside the mouth and nose, there is a crystal-like spiritual energy that is as bright as white sand stretches and expands with breathing, and merges into Xue Manjun's body bit by bit, as if sweet rain moistens the dry land and repairs the body that was damaged last time.

"call."

Xue Manjun stopped exercising his skills and saw Ning Xue's pupils on the butterfly backrest chair scattering and her eyes were unconscious. She obviously had a soul wandering outside the sky and shook her head secretly.

Until now, Ningxue has not been cheered up from the pain and blows. However, what can she demand from a girl who relied on her father's power in the past and was spoiled and arbitrary?

Suddenly, the snow bamboo forest outside the wooden house rolled up a rustling sound of bamboo joints swaying, and the wind chimes wrapped around the bamboo joints jingled, clear, pleasant and anxious.

"Well, someone is here, is it him or him?"

The evil spirit flashed in Xue Manjun's eyes. The two of them were both unfamiliar with her, but the meaning was completely different.

The previous one was the man in black who she hoped for. Perhaps with the help of this person, she could avenge the fake Chu Canglan, and minimize the losses to Xueling without taking the last step.

The next him is the "Chu Canglan" she doesn't want to face at the moment. This person has an unpredictable origin, is very skilled in martial arts, and is decisive and ruthless. Once she finds her trace, not only will her life be lost, but she may also be implicated by Ningxue.

While concentrating, a wisp of spiraling and sharp wind blew the door. Xue Manjun pointed to the sword and came out of the Dantian. He was about to use the trick of burning both jade and stones. When he saw Xiang Yang, who was wearing a black-clothed sword, walked slowly in with his true face.

After a moment of weight loss, Xue Manjun took back the ready-to-go attack, his eyes were dazed and his nose felt sore, as if he had returned to the scene when he was a child and when he first met his master, the feeling of peace of mind was almost exactly the same.

Just as Xiang Yang showed up, Ningxue, who was sitting on the backrest chair, suddenly softened and collapsed on the big chair, silently but suddenly, scaring Xue Manjun.

When she heard Ning Xue's relaxing breathing and knew that it was just that she was unconscious, Xue Manjun breathed a sigh of relief and stood in bed and bowed deeply to Xiang Yang with a solemn face.

"Manjun was rude. He almost misunderstood his senior the time he lasted. Please be tolerant and forgive my ignorance.

My junior brother Canglan, as the predecessor said, has changed a different person, his body remains the same, and his soul is not there."

The last time Xiang Yang failed to sue, Xue Manjun was cold to him, with seventy-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-sixty-s

"No need to do this. I just want to ask, how much do you know about Chu Canglan and do you know some clues?"

Xiang Yang raised his hand to support him, and held Xue Manjun up with a touch of energy, and asked eagerly.

Xue Manjun now regards Xiang Yang as the tiger that drives the tiger and swallows the wolf, and regards it as a supporter, so he naturally dares not hide it. He tells about Chu Canglan’s actions during this period, her guesses, as well as the causes and consequences of the death of the Xueling Mountain Man.

This information further proved Xiang Yang's guess. Among them, the death of the Xueling Mountain Man was surprising and he felt that it was in line with common sense.

"Senior, can you already have a clue in your mind and know the origin of this person?"

Xue Manjun saw Xiang Yang's thoughtful look, and asked eagerly.

When things come to an end, it can be said to be a great revenge on life and death. As a result, even if the other party’s true identity and origin are not clear, wouldn’t it seem ridiculous?

"Yes, I have some clues. I have received some news during the visits these days.

Your junior brother Chu Canglan was extraordinary when he was born. His mother felt that the ice dragon came into her arms, and blizzards fell from the sky. It was rumored that a certain generation of mountain masters of your Daxue Ridge were reincarnated, right?"

Xiang Yang was in a good mood, and while he was happy and smooth, he had more patience.

"Yes, this matter is what my master said, and there should be no falsehood. Could it be that my junior brother's memory of his previous life was restored?"

When Xue Manjun thought of this guess, she suddenly felt ache in her heart, because if this was the case, Chu Canglan would still be her junior brother, but she changed her mind because of some unfamiliar memories. Is this really true?

However, thinking of what her master said at the end of his life, she felt something was wrong. After all, she learned from Ningxue that the remaining soul of the Xueling Mountain Man had said that Chu Canglan was a reborn person who took over the body.

"Wrong, wrong, wrong, big mistake, because the sky is true, but the ice dragon is in her arms is an excuse.

I asked Chu Canglan's biological mother using the Soul-Seeing Technique that she was not dreaming of ice dragons, but Xueling, but was harshly induced by your master, so she changed her words. Do you know what this means?"

Xue Manjun shook her head. Whether it is the Ice Dragon or Xueling, it only shows that Chu Canglan is unique, so what is the difference?

"The so-called everything in the world has its own soul and flesh and blood, but in fact, mountains, rivers, and natural creations also exist.

Your junior brother Chu Canglan’s true identity is not the reincarnation of a certain generation of the Lord of the Snow Mountain, but the reincarnation of the Daxue Ridge under your feet. This is the truth and the origin of your junior brother’s unparalleled luck and favor of heaven and earth.”

Xiang Yang has never understood it in the past. It was just a reincarnation of an outdated master in the early years. It’s not that there is no such thing as Chu Canglan, why is only Chu Canglan so lucky?

Later, after exploring this, I realized it clearly. Although the master's reincarnation has accumulated a past life, it is not unique.

Only the mountain and river elves like Chu Canglan can be able to protect God.

How can a person's luck be compared with this snowy ridge that lasts for thousands of years? The difference between heaven and earth is not enough to describe.

"Your junior brother was once injected with the Ice Soul Magical Art. You should know this. I suspect that his current state should be the one that was caused by that corpse."

Xiang Yang's speculation made Xue Manjun's heart beat wildly and shocked. The junior brother was so extraordinary that he was so fond of him.

Then another question arose: the corpse was practicing the extremely pure and vast Ice Soul magical power. Could it be that it was also a senior of a certain Xueling?

This is reasonable. After all, judging from what he is doing now, in addition to murdering his master and Canglan, he can indeed be regarded as devoted to Xueling.

"Don't worry, this person should have nothing to do with you Xueling.
Chapter completed!