Japanese culture is a branch of the hot summer culture, in this country, no matter in language, or in food, housing and transportation, all with the traces of the summer culture.

Thousands of years ago, when the summer was already a prosperous unified dynasty, the island here was just a barbarian land where the people's wisdom was still unknown.

Even the martial arts of Japan came from the hot summer and evolved into it.

In the hall, above the high place, there was still only one person sitting.

As Xu Zuo mingzun was chopped by Ye Fan at the beginning, there are only two people in the so-called three gods Pavilion.

One is the monthly reading, the other is the snow.

However, the monthly reading just woke up soon, so most of her time is still on the practice.

After all, although the soul wakes up, it is not a matter of a short time for the power to recover to its former peak, which needs a long time to brew.

Therefore, for domestic affairs, monthly reading naturally rarely appears.

At the same time, when people are faced with a formidable enemy, the God of Japanese faith will appear.

This is also why, when Wangyue river came to report several times in a row, he only saw the snow on the high seat, but did not see the moon god.

"Is there something big happening in Japan today?"

High sitting, snow God a long skirt, delicate face above, majestic.

"In reply to Xuezhao Pavilion master, the martial road of Japan has been peaceful recently, and there has been no major turbulence."

"Some time ago, a great event happened internationally."

"Hundreds of powerful people in various countries have been slaughtered."

"It is said that there are no less than three masters of titles to take part in the war!"

The moon watching river was reporting.

Snow according to smell speech, immediately frowned: "Oh, still have this matter? Tell me more about it. "

During the last trip to America, no one from Japan took part in the trip.

But Xue Zhao, the God of heaven, has always been a reclusive person, putting his heart and soul on the cultivation of martial arts, but he has no idea about the external affairs.

Soon, Wangyue River simply recounted the recent changes in the world martial arts circle to Xuezhao.

At first, the snow was still calm.

However, when he heard the hot summer, announced Tianjiao master Ye Fan's fall, snow Zhao's look was slightly changed.

"Who is Ye Fan?"

"When did the summer come out again?"

Wangyue River shook his head: "this, I do not know."

"Before, I wanted to send someone to investigate."

"But now that ye fan has fallen, I don't think it's necessary to check."

After a brief report, Wangyue River also left.

But for Ye Fan's name, Xuezhao has always been bitter.

She always felt that the name was familiar.

"Ask the moon god when she leaves."

"She had been in the hot summer for a while, and perhaps heard of him."

The snow thought.

After a few days, the moon god, who had been practicing hard in closed door, finally left the training room.

Snow see moon god out of customs, also asked to her about this.

"What do you say?"

"Ye Fan fell?"

However, what Xuezhao didn't think of was that her voice had just fallen, and the snow photo, which had always been cold and refined, had changed greatly.

The temperature here suddenly dropped to freezing point.

"Moon god, what's the matter?" The snow photo was a little stunned.