The warm and huge hand was relaxed.

Tiancaidie stared blankly at the man who was one head taller than him and still turned his head coldly, and walked forward with his back to him.

She gently stroked her wrist and was stunned for a moment.

It was not until Murong Minglan stood at a corner in front and turned her head to look at her that she suddenly realized and hurriedly followed her with a trot.

Turning around the corner, he couldn't help but wait there. He saw Tiancai Die slowly walking behind Murong Minglan and snorted faintly.

&*;"What are you humming?"

Facing the face of the involuntary person, the voice of the sweet butterfly suddenly became provocative again.

“Ha~~~”

However, he couldn't help but not take on this provocation, but turned his head and followed Murong Minglan and walked forward.

After turning east and west along the passage, I don’t know how many forks I walked through, the three of them finally stopped in front of a dark gate.

With a creaking sound, the door that seemed to be cast from heavy black iron slowly opened to both sides.

Murong Minglan stood aside, lowered her head, and said expressionlessly: "Two, please. The palace master is waiting for the arrival of both of you."

He couldn't help but say "um" and walked straight in.

However, when the Sweet Color Butterfly entered the gate, her eyes were still on the Murong Minglan's face, with her head down and a frosty face, without expression.

She still held her wrist that she had been caught not long ago. There was still a trace of warmth in the boy's palm on her wrist.

"His hands are obviously warm..."

Gently, she muttered. As the black iron door behind her slowly closed, the palm clearly exuded warmth. But her face seemed to be a boy who had seen through the vicissitudes of the world, but she walked to the corner of the room like a soulless statue. She stood.

"The Xuan Xiu Sect is incompetent, the sweet butterfly of the Holy Yang Palace. I have met the Lord of Guanghan Palace."

Sweet butterfly turned his head and saw that what appeared in front of him was not a magnificent palace. On the contrary, it was a simple mess, and it could only be said to be a simple small space surrounded by snow blocks and wood.

In the innermost part of this place, which is almost the size of an ordinary room, is a bench. On the bench is a little girl who is about ten years old.

This may be the Lord of Guanghan Palace?

In addition to this little girl, in addition to Murong Minglan, there were also one man and three women in this seemingly narrow room. Murong Minglan stood in front of the left and front position of the little palace master Guanghan. On the right corresponding to him was a woman with the same face as Bingfrost, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Yes, the face is as frost.

Everyone in the room had a thick layer of frost on their faces, and no one showed any smiles, and their whole expression seemed very solemn, without a trace of anger.

Guanghan Palace... It was rumored that although Guanghan Palace is located on the top of the snow-capped mountain, it is very lively and full of vitality.

But now it seems that this Guanghan Palace is so cold and cold that no one dares to show a smile on his face.

"Thank you two."

The little palace master of Guanghan spoke.

The childish voice that has not yet been fully developed is filled with a trace of strong majesty that makes people unable to regard it as a child.

Xiao Qiuqian raised his hand and said coldly: "No need to say more nonsense, just tell me the purpose of your visit."

He couldn't help but gently push the sweet butterfly next to him. After all, the sweet butterfly was the main person in charge during this trip, and he couldn't help but just come here to sway and accompany him to come.

Such a small action obviously aroused the sight of everyone in the room, and the sweet butterfly could clearly feel that everyone's sight in Guanghan Palace had fallen on her at this moment.

Especially... the eyes of the eldest disciple of Guanghan Palace.

"Well... I heard before that Guanghan Palace is a place where businesses gather. It is very lively. But when I see it today, it is as cold as falling into an ice cave. I just don't know which rumor is the true face of Guanghan Palace?"

"Miss Sweet, please explain your purpose as soon as possible. If you are just talking nonsense, please go down the mountain."

Qin Yuesi's expression was like a beautifully carved beauty mask. She was already very charming this year at the age of 18, but it was precisely because of the mask that she looked completely uneven, like a wax figure. Even the voice was very cold and she could not hear any emotion.

Tiancaidie muttered in her heart, why is the entire Guanghan Palace full of personality? Or is this sect so strict that all the disciples must restrain their emotions and desires?... Well, I seem to have heard that some sects are indeed like this.

She took a deep breath, glanced at the handsome and handsome, but cold Murong Minglan, who was like an ice cave, raised her head and said to the palace master of Guanghan Palace, "According to the order of the Dragon Lord of Tianlong Gate, I will invite Guanghan Palace to attend the Ten Thousand Immortal Conference two months later. At this Ten Thousand Immortal Conference, all the power of immortals in the Original Immortal World will be gathered to discuss the plan to resist the Demon Kingdom."

Tiancaidie deliberately made her voice a little more passionately, and at the same time made her proposal even more magnificent!

but……

But she found that after she finished talking about this issue, the faces of the people from Guanghan Palace did not appear as excitement, doubt, doubt, etc.

On the contrary, it was a deep sense of fatigue that appeared on the face of the little palace master of Guanghan Palace.

"Please go back, two."

Qin Yuesi took a step forward, and she raised her hand, her voice soft, but she could not tolerate any disobedience.

Such an answer made Tiancai Die instantly dull! She shook her head, and her voice couldn't help but amplify-

"Please go back? What does it mean to ask back?! Hello! Do you agree or not? What does Guanghan Palace mean by saying this?"

Qin Yuesi still stretched out her hand, her eyes were cold and unreasonable.

Seeing this great beauty expressing her opinion, and the little palace master of Guanghan Palace seemed to have no intention of leaving her, Tiancaidie couldn't help but be anxious.

In desperation, she suddenly stretched out her hand, grabbed Murong Minglan's hand, and shouted: "You...what are you doing? Do you want to do this? At least...you can at least give me an answer!"

Murong Minglan's sleeve was grabbed by this girl who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old. His eyes were still like a pool of stagnant water, without any sensation.

However, out of politeness, he raised his hand, gently pulled the sweet butterfly's hand, and slowly said: "If you want to resist the demons in the Central Plains Immortal World, it is tantamount to hitting stones with eggs. Sweet girl, the so-called Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, is just a place to gather all the immortals and die faster and more concentratedly. If you don't have anything else to say, please go back."

Go back directly?

How can this be done?

She came here with great difficulty but didn't end it just to say a word and be driven out by others!

Tiancai Die didn't believe in evil, so she went up again and grabbed Murong Minglan's arm. This time, she even hugged his arm directly with both hands and buried his arm directly into her seemingly small breasts.

"I won't leave! You... you must at least listen to me first! You Guanghan Palace has been nesting on this mountain for a year, right? So the news is not well-informed? You must at least listen to me! You must listen to me!!!"

Seeing the sweet butterfly so stubborn, Murong Minglan closed her eyes a little, and after a moment of silence, he turned his head and looked at the Lord of Guanghan Palace on the seat.

As for debt, she thought for a moment, nodded gently and said, "Tell me."

At this point, Tiancai Die finally breathed a sigh of relief. She smiled and let go of Murong Minglan's arm, but pinched his palm, and shook it up and down with a smile: "Thank you~~~ Thank you Brother Murong~~~!"

Murong Minglan just raised her head a little and did not show too many other feelings for this call.

Qin Yuesi next to her just saw this, but she didn't say anything.

Afterwards, Sweet Color Butterfly opened her cloak, took out a map that was even larger than her entire person from the cloak, and spread it on the ground.

How did she take out such a big map? At least it was more or less incredible here.

"Well! Then, now! Let me, the disciple of the Holy Yang Palace, let's explain to you a little, what happened to the entire Central Plains Immortal World in the year since your palace master died in battle!"

Sweet butterfly had a smile on her face.

However, when she said the six words "Your Palace Master died in battle" with a smile, it obviously made the atmosphere here even more deadly! Even... it began to be filled with murderous intent.

"Little sister, do you like to laugh? Maybe I can tear your mouth apart and make you smile forever, how about it?"

The sound came from an amethyst snake entrenched in the corner of the room... No, it should be the woman sitting on the amethyst snake!

She had a pair of black and red eyes. At this moment, the murderous intent emitted from her red pupils made the sweet butterfly shiver involuntarily.

"That...I'm sorry."

Sweet Color Butterfly put away her smile and apologized. At this point, the murderous intent that had risen from the snake girl was slightly diluted.

She tidied up her cloak with some embarrassment, and then she began to say-

"Since a year and a half ago, the Demon Kingdom broke through the Demon Seal and began to attack our Central Plains Immortal Realm, tens of thousands of casualties in our Central Plains Immortal Realm, and the innocent people were even displaced and there were countless casualties."

"Although we still cannot face the demons head-on so far, to some extent, we still know some of the demons' weaknesses and characteristics."

While talking, Sweet Color Butterfly reached out from her cloak, pinching a dart in her hand, and shaking her fingers, one of the darts shot directly into a place on the map... (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!