A strange atmosphere floated in the not-too-large room.

Debt - The new Guanghan Palace Master still looked like a frost on his face, making it impossible to see what she was thinking in her heart.

"Do you only know this? If I ask you more other things, can you tell me more answers?"

He spoke in debt, but his childish voice now looked like a steel cone that penetrated the iron plate.

Tiancai Die shrugged her shoulders and said, "The only thing I know about this battle has been told to you. What are the specific problems? I am afraid that it will only be known until the leader of Long makes more statements. So..."

"So, I can only attend this Ten Thousand Immortals Conference...is it?"

Responding directly to the debt, Tiancai Die smiled slightly and stopped talking.

"Miss Sweet, thank you very much for coming to inform this incident this time. Please rest in Guanghan Palace. Our Guanghan Palace will participate in this Ten Thousand Immortals Conference and contribute your own efforts to this battle."

The light in the eyes of Sweet Colorful Butterfly! Her communication was successful and she received the promise from Guanghan Palace. It can be said that her mission was finally completed beautifully!

"Since that's the case, let's bother the Palace Master. At the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference two months later, the Dragon Sect is waiting for Guanghan Palace to attend."

Debt: "Well, Brother Murong, I'll send Miss Sweet and Mr. Bu to the guest room to rest."

Murong Minglan nodded lightly, bowed to the uncontrollable man and the sweet butterfly, turned around and left the room with the two of them.

After he couldn't help but leave with the sweet butterfly, he took a breath, leaned on the back of the chair and said slowly—

"What do you think about this?"

Xiao Xie'er raised her hand slightly and slashed her thumb at her throat. The charm on her face was so beautiful and charming: "What else can I think? If the guy from Tianlong Gate didn't lie, this is undoubtedly the best time to chase those monsters, right? Nah, when the battle is over in the future, can I decorate my room with some of the bones of those Tianxiang people? Is it OK? Is it OK?"

Looking at Xiao Xie'er with debt, a little sick color flashed in his red pupil. The black pupil seemed empty and empty, as if there was only a piece of nothingness in his eyes, and nothing else.

For Xiao Xie'er now, some strange emotions appeared in her eyes that were debt-owed. She shook her head and looked at Li Qingyou next to her, and Xingyan holding a pen over there who kept recording.

Li Qingyou opened the fan in his hand, shook it, and slowly said: "If it is really as the leader of Tianlong said, then this can indeed be said to be the critical moment to defeat the demon. But..."

The scholar exhaled gently and continued, "But, maybe it's because of my prejudice. I don't like the leader of Tianlong. I also have a skeptical attitude towards the so-called Huntian San effect he proposed."

He nodded in debt and turned to Xingyan: "Sister Xingyan, you said."

Xingyan put down the pen in his hand, thought for a while and said, "Although the accountant's doubts are biased, I also hold the same view. We can go and see this Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, but I do not recommend that we perform too prominently at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. Moreover, for this Huntian San, I also recommend that we get the medicine and formula first and then conduct a survey. If the prescription of Huntian San has the same effect as Senluo Wanxiang, we will decide whether to take it at that time."

Since Xing Yan said that, everyone's eyes turned to Qin Yuesi again.

The second disciple of Guanghan Palace also knew that the most important thing to distinguish the power of Huntiansan was the whole world and the "guessing true method of cultivating immortals" passed down from his master Tao Zhaide.

Seeing Qin Yuesi nodding, he had an idea now.

She clapped her hands and said, "Okay, since I have decided, then let's do it like this. We will attend the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, but we will not stand out, do not compete for merit, and do not take the Huntian San. However, if this tactic of Tianlong Gate can really succeed, our Guanghan Palace will definitely not fall behind other immortals..."

At this point, the sound of debt paused a little.

It was like something was brewing, and the little girl's expression even twitched.

After a long time, she seemed to have finally made up a determination, opened her mouth and said the words her father would never have said when he was alive--

"Cut all those 'demons', kill them, and kill them."

Guanghan Palace, ruins.

There is only a cold and frost here, mixed with indifference and the cold wall that seems to never allow anyone to blend in.

However, when the strong wind blows, you can feel that in the snowflakes that flutter in the wind, as if there is no destination, and you will never be picky about your own landing point...

A strong sense of hatred slowly rose from it...

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The wind blows.

A snowy owl swung through the mountains with its wings shaking.

The bird spread its huge, white wings and flapped it, and the rolled airflow controlled its body to sway left and right through the woods. It sometimes pulled up and rushed into the sky, reaching the clouds. Sometimes it suddenly descended, walking between the mountains and valleys against the woods and water.

The soft wind slid back against the snowy owl's wings.

After crossing a hill, the snowy owl descended rapidly, sweeping over a huge camp stationed halfway up the hill.

This camp, hidden among the mountains, almost occupied most of the mountainside. Tens of thousands of people moved back and forth in the forest and communicated with each other.

In the center of the camp, a large camp stands, and the flagpoles inserted in the camp indicate that it is a army of the Thick Land.

"Scream———————!”

The snowy owl flew through the air, causing many people in the camp to look up and watch the snow-white bird fly by, then continue to lower its head and do its own work.

The bird continued to flap its wings and flew to another mountain.

In the black pupils, you can see many camps scatteredly hidden among the mountainsides.

These armies have various flags and belong to various countries or sects. They occasionally communicate with each other and discuss various things.

Vibrating its wings, the snowy owl's body rushed into the sky, and its wings cut through the cold clouds like steel. Just like breathing in the cold, after a moment, the white bird shrank its wings and rushed to another mountain below, rushing towards a huge camp on the mountain.

Smack--

As it was about to fall to the ground, the snowy owl shook its wings, stretched out its claws like sharp blades, grabbed a flagpole, and stopped on it.

It put away its wings, and its black pupils looked at the black dragon pattern on the flagpole. At the same time, it turned its head and looked at the center of the entire camp. The flame star flag symbolizing the Kingdom of Star Fire, tilted its head and looked for a long time.

"Go, go!"

At this time, a Tianlong Gateman saw the big bird parked on the flagpole, raised it with the spear in his hand and poked the snowy owl. The snowy owl was harassed and quickly flapped its wings and flew up, flying into the distance. After a while, it stopped on a big tree next to a square, making a "gurgling" sound, while using its black eyes to stare at everything in the square.

"Prince, what are you looking at?"

Qin Yuesi lowered his head and whispered to the debt.

The debt-owed eyes were collected from the tree and shook his head gently.

Afterwards, she glanced at the snowy owl sitting on the branch again and said slowly: "It's really rare to see snowy owls and birds in such places."

Qin Yuesi raised her head, glanced at the branch, and nodded, "Yes, it's so rare... But the Palace Master, it's not the time to admire the birds."
Chapter completed!