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Fengxue Silver City ushered in two swordsmanship.

The battle between the two broken swords and the crooked swords outside the city gate attracted thousands of people's attention, and the onlookers were extremely crowded.

In the restaurant at the highest point in the city, the two sword priests who had no warning and extremely devastating sword intentions collided, but the people they saw were afraid of avoiding it and fled one after another.

In addition, the hidden alien race was peeking in secret, staring at it. Before the sword meeting was officially held, Fengxue Silver City, which was both the city lord and the mistress, seemed to be in an unstoppable chaos.

Even the main building of Tibing Mountain, which is in charge of the world's first family, is quite difficult to walk at this moment.

After receiving the message from Lingwei, Jiang Manlou hurried to the place where Tiandao fought with Qiubeixue and looked at the wind and snow all over the sky. At this moment, he missed Luo Changfeng a little: "I have no conscience!"

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There is a sea of ​​snow north of the Tianshan Mountains.

The vast ice field is connected to the north of the snow sea. There are often rumors of spiritual foxes appearing in Fengchuan's ice field. The Lord of Fengxue Yin City, who was muttered by Jiang Manlou, was now in the depths of the ice field.

Luo Changfeng, dressed in black and silver hair, stood on the vast ice lake for ten miles.

There was heavy snow floating in the sky, and the eyes were filled with silver and white, but the ice lake underneath her feet was endless and blue.

He looked at the red clothes coming towards the Binghu Lake, and the gentle expression of An Hongdou holding the young spirit fox in his arms, and couldn't help but think of Xueer.

Xue'er once said that she wanted to see the ice field in Fengchuan, the spirit foxes in the ice field, and the purple rain in the tropical rain forest... At the beginning of that year, they talked about the past and present from all over the world.

He remembered every word Xueer clearly, but now he doesn’t know where Xueer is!

Luo Changfeng looked at the vast world with infinite emotion, and felt inexplicably sadness at the tip of his nose.

The ice field under your feet remains unchanged forever!

But the snow in Fengxue Yincheng fell for ten years!

Ten years have passed!

This heaven and earth are vast, and can accommodate all the people!

But Xueer, tell Brother Changfeng, where should I find you?

There were clear tears falling at the corners of my eyes. The moment it slipped, the tears condensed into beads. The beads fell silently with the flying snow, falling on the boundless blue ice lake.

An Hongdou saw the man's sadness.

In her arms, she was holding the young spirit fox that Luo Changfeng had captured for her. There was loneliness in her eyes, but it was fleeting in an instant.

She never dared to expect anything. After all, she is much luckier than Xueer!

She allowed the people she loved to cry for missing her because she liked Luo Changfeng. Because she believed that this was the person she wanted to follow forever without hesitation!

Her hand stroked the soft hair of the spirit fox: "Will we stop and stop like this delay the city's affairs? If Tiandao enters the city, are you really not worried that the ten-sen comrade will not be able to handle it?"

On the ice lake, the two walked side by side.

Luo Changfengxu hugged An Hongdou's waist and chuckled, "The purpose of Senior Tiandao to come to Fengxue Yincheng this time is nothing more than to fight with Butcher Dao. I am the destiny of heaven who created a great world,

If we can cut off the demonic obstacles in Tiandao's heart in one battle, it will naturally make the seniors take the last step to enter the saint. But now the forces gathered in Silver City are too complicated, and there are aliens who hold the Thirteenth child hostage and don't know what they are planning.

.If I show up this time, I will follow the will of the Heavenly Sword, and I may no longer be able to deal with the alien race after the battle, and it will make things worse."

An Hongdou nodded: "So you plan to ask Tiandao to take action and rescue Thirteen?"

Luo Changfeng said: "This is the best way at present."

An Hongdou wondered: "But how do you determine that Senior Tiandao can rescue Thirteen? Until now, we only know that the child is trapped in Silver City, and there is no way to know where it is."

Luo Changfeng smiled and said, "That's true, Fang Huo Tiandao takes action."

An Hongdou pulled up the black hair that was blown by the wind on her forehead: "I'm getting more and more confused."

Luo Changfeng was mysterious: "My mistress doesn't know the mystery. It's like the situation in front of her. Looking at the world, the person who can rescue Thirteen safely is the only one who can save Thirteen safely!"

An Hongdou still couldn't understand Luo Changfeng's words, so she had to joke: "When will we, Lord Fengxueyin City, learn how to plan and win a thousand miles?"

Luo Changfeng smiled without saying a word.

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There are also many lively crowds around the restaurant at the highest point of Fengxue Yincheng. Most of these people are crowded in the towers and alleys in the distance, even the closest to the restaurant, they are also very conscious of looking for cover.

Resist the terrifying wind and sword intent that flows everywhere in the restaurant.

Under the wind and snow that had not stopped for ten years, dozens of green figures in feathered clothes came from above the roof tiles on all sides, looking like elves.

At the order of the Yuwen clan, these Lingwei who were quickly transferred to quickly controlled the surroundings of the restaurant. All the onlookers, whether ordinary people in the city or people from the rivers and lakes, drove them out of the safe range established by Lingwei.

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A moment later, under the support of Ning Zhemei and dozens of Lingwei, Jiang Manlou appeared in the restaurant alley.

Looking at the wind and snow in the sky surging into the restaurant at the highest point, looking at the debris of the window tables around the ground, Jiang Manlou thought, if these two venerables in the realm of Transformation and Tribulation continue to fight, no matter how Nan

Lou Yue is still a Tiandao. When they really make the sword, wouldn’t the huge Fengxue Silver City usher in a huge disaster?

Isn't this a mess?

Just as Jiang Manlou mustered up the courage to convince people with the youngest identity of the Jiang family in history, Ning Zhemei suddenly called out: "Report to the mountain master, Li Dian is back."

Jiang Manlou frowned: "Li Dian?"

Suddenly remembering something, Jiang Manlou smiled and said, "Please please."

Li Dian, who was ordered to come and kept rushing to greet him: "Li Dian has met the mountain master."

Jiang Manlou raised his head and looked behind Li Dian. Seeing that there was no expectant figure on the road full of snow on the alley, he couldn't help but feel anxious: "Where is that guy?"

Li Dian took out a letter: "The city lord had something to delay in the middle of the journey. After receiving the letter from the city, he ordered his subordinates to submit the letter to the mountain lord."

Jiang Manlou quickly opened the letter.

It was written by Luo Changfeng.

He read the content of the letter twice from beginning to end with great seriousness, and asked with some uncertainty: "He is sure he wants to do this?"

Li Dian nodded: "It's the city lord's meaning."

Jiang Manlou sighed deeply: "Now I can only pray that the child Thirteen did not lose his knife."

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Jiangmanlou climbed to the restaurant.

The highest restaurant in Fengxue Silver City is ten floors high. When Jiangmanlou reached the ninth floor, the cultivation level of the upper realm of Lingjiao was already unbearable. The sword wish that was like the strong wind blew into his face.

He looked down at his robe that was silently torn apart by the knife. He didn't care too much at this time. He gathered his peak cultivation to build a spiritual weapon around his body. Every step he took to Jiangman Tower would leave deep on the stairs.

Deep footprints.

He took heavy steps and climbed the tenth floor.

Jiang Manlou's robe in the Linggang was dancing in a row, and he could clearly feel the two extremely powerful sword intent and wind marks passing by his ears.

He looked at the broken restaurant and the countless intertwined sword marks left in the restaurant. He took a deep breath: "Can you listen to your younger brothers?"