Chapter 362

"I want to see the Kunlun palace master." Xiao Feng frowned slightly, but for a moment he made his purpose clear. I don't want to waste a lot here with this inexperienced embroiderer.

Besides Xiao Feng's words, you are ready to fight xiuniang. After all, it's more or less provocative not to say that this ordinary person came to directly ask for a meeting with the leader. Just looking at xiuniang blocking in front of him, Xiao Feng also vaguely felt that xiuniang might not give way easily.

"... three miles to the East, and then to the north, in the main hall." xiuniang's bright eyes flickered in her messy hair, but she looked at Xiao Feng and smiled. I don't know if it indicated the location of the Kunlun palace master.

Xiao Feng frowned slightly. When he was about to turn around, he still whispered, "thank you."

"Yes." xiuniang smiled more, but she didn't know what the language meant.

Xiao Feng steps lightly. Although it is three miles away, Xiao Feng also holds Lin mi'er in his arms. But under Xiao Feng's mind, he walked like flying, but he saw the Kunlun main hall between three or five breath.

"Sure enough... Vast and brilliant, so angry." looking at the main hall from a distance, Xiao Feng couldn't help feeling. At the beginning, I thought I had some mental strength. I didn't expect that the main hall was so huge.

The temple door alone is sixteen entrances. Gold and jade don't count. The high wall vermilion paint alone doesn't know how to count.

Xiao Feng still held Lin mi'er in his arms. For a moment, he was not interested in watching the decoration in the main hall. Just taking a casual look, it's nothing more than Carving Dragons and Phoenix.

In a hurry, Xiao Feng burst into the main hall in a flash. Before he opened his mouth, he looked up and saw the woman on the gold chair in the main hall.

Although it was expected, it was hard to avoid some exclamation when I really saw this man.

"Should I call you Huameng or... Yan Wuyue?"

On the golden chair in the main hall, Lin mi'er's dream of flowers was captured in southern Xinjiang in the past. Now Yan Wuyue, the leader of Kunlun palace, who is lying half at will, still wears gauze and sees only eyebrows and eyes.

Hearing Xiao Feng's words, Yan Wuyue casually glanced at Xiao Feng and Lin mi'er in the hall and said faintly, "since it's not Southern Xinjiang, but my Kunlun palace, call me Yan Wuyue."

Xiao Feng frowned slightly, but he felt the indifference in Yan Wuyue's words.

Lin mi'er's injury is just a little troublesome.

Although he was worried, Xiao Feng felt more relieved. At first, it was not clear, but as the unknown doctor said, Kunlun is indeed a place to save Lin mi'er.

"Her blood is stagnant in her body. Please help me..." Xiao Feng put Lin mi'er carefully in front of her and knelt down on his knees.

Yan Wuyue snorted slightly, glanced at Xiao Feng lightly, but said, "in the past, I was still interested. Now, just watch her die."

Xiao Feng's body stagnated. The second kowtow hasn't touched the ground yet, but he slowly closed his eyes, took a breath, and said in a deep voice: "I was the fault in the past. Xiao Feng was alone, please help me..."

The words were not finished, but Xiao Feng knocked his head again.

Yan Wuyue smiled and said, "if you say you will accept this crime?"

Xiao Feng knocked down the third time, but he raised his head and said, "I am the only one who has committed all kinds of crimes. Please help her."

"Please? You're a big man. That's the backbone..." Yan Wuyue said simply. It's hard to avoid looking down on Xiao Feng. He just looked at Xiao Feng and couldn't get up on his knees. For a moment, he felt a little moved in his heart and said, "there's a white ape in the mountain, which just interferes with my clear dream... Well, let's talk about other things."

When Xiao Feng heard the speech, he got up straight and said nothing.

When Xiao Feng was about to leave with Lin mi'er in her arms, Yan Wuyue said, "this little thing is here..."

Xiao Feng's hand moves slowly, but he frowns and looks at Yan Wuyue.

Yan Wuyue suddenly got up and sat up and said, "don't you believe me?"

Xiao Feng frowned slightly, looked down at Lin mi'er, but hugged his fist and said in a deep voice, "No."

The next moment is to step out of the hall.

Seeing Xiao Feng leave, Yan Wuyue's mouth is slightly raised. She appears beside Lin mi'er in a flash. When she beckons, she takes Lin mi'er into her arms. She looks at it carefully, but her eyebrows are mostly happy. "What a beautiful little thing... I haven't seen you for a long time. The taste is really sweet..."

Just when Yan Wuyue took off several times, outside the hall, he walked slowly into a person. He was still dressed in white and couldn't see clearly between his hair and hair. It was the xiuniang Xiao met at the beginning of the wind.

"Where has he gone?" xiuniang looked around casually and asked faintly.

Yan Wuyue looked at Lin mi'er in her words, but she was addicted, and she didn't answer for a moment.

Xiuniang frowned slightly, but she held Lin mi'er in one hand, and then asked Yan Wuyue, "where has he gone?"

"How do I know where he has gone?" Lin mi'er left her hand, but Yan Wuyue suddenly changed her face. Although xiuniang frowned, she didn't start.

Faintly, the embroidering mother has some identity in Kunlun, and even confronts Yan Wuyue one or two.

"....." xiuniang frowned when she heard Yan Wuyue's question, and there was no action in her hands. Lin mi'er suddenly whispered, but suddenly turned into a demon, and suddenly danced in xiuniang's hands.

"I asked him to kill the White Ape!" Yan Wuyue said simply, but hurried forward, as if she was more concerned about Lin mi'er.

Xiuniang threw Lin mi'er aside, but suddenly disappeared into the hall.

"Good baby... Don't be afraid." Yan Wuyue stretched out her hand to protect the black Python transformed by Lin mi'er, but she was very intimate.

In the hall, the black Python transformed by Lin mi'er gradually calmed down, but it also seemed empty and lonely.

... the snow is boundless, the world is the same, there is a cold wind, but there are few trees.

Xiao Feng falsely stood in the air and sighed a little for a moment. Located in the south, it is rare to see such a magnificent snow scene. Although it's not enough to practice thousands of miles a day, Xiao Feng didn't expect to come to Kunlun in the north of Shuo these days.

It's just a pity that he tried his best to control the Jianmu Qingmang all the way, but he didn't have time to enjoy the scenery changes along the way.

"When Lin mi'er's blood is healed, take her all the way to see the scenery of the north." Xiao Feng's heart frets, the corners of his mouth can't help but lift up slightly, and there is a smile on his face.

However, after leaving the Kunlun palace, Xiao Feng only had snow-white in front of him. For a moment, he didn't know the direction or where the White Ape Yan Wuyue said was.

Thinking of Yan Wuyue, Xiao Feng inevitably frowned. He didn't like Yan Wuyue very much.

Although Yan Wuyue is still ordinary between words, she always does strange things. Even though they met in the swamp of Southern Xinjiang, they talked casually all the way, but they suddenly took Lin mi'er away.

He is moody and uncertain. He is really a freak.

Xiao Feng was not familiar with Yan Wuyue, but he saw something vaguely. But when she thought of what she saw in southern Xinjiang in the past, when she took Lin mi'er away in a dream of famous flowers, it was inevitable that she had some disagreements.

But now that we have reached the boundary of Kunlun.

Xiao Feng doesn't believe that Yan Wuyue really takes Lin mi'er away and hides him.

"Let's find the White Ape first." he was a little sure in his heart, but Xiao Feng also looked at the distance. He was about to get up when his steps were light, but there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

"Go back to the main hall first." before Xiao Feng turned around, the voice of xiuniang behind him came over.

Xiao Feng frowned slightly, but for a moment he wondered, "Yan Wuyue asked me to go back?"

"The White Ape is a legacy from the outside world and hasn't cared about it for thousands of years. If you go to trouble with it, I'm afraid you can't get it right." xiuniang didn't answer, but just continued to persuade.

Xiao Feng was puzzled for a moment and turned to look at xiuniang.

Xiuniang was dressed in white, but the snow was so white that Xiao Feng was in a trance, "are you worried about me?"

"Not really, but I don't want to see you die." xiuniang said simply, but Ruth was not in a mood.

Xiao Feng frowned slightly, looking at the faint face in xiuniang's messy hair, but he couldn't see her clearly, "do you have a way to cure the blood stasis in the yuan body?"

"No." xiuniang seemed very straightforward.

Xiao Feng turned around and said with a smile, "then why did you stop me? In the past, Yan Wuyue and I had some grudges. Today's thing is my commitment. You don't have to follow."

Words fell, Xiao Feng's footsteps just got up, but his cheeks were slightly cool, but there was a drop of blood on the ground.

"Maybe you misunderstood something... I just don't want you." xiuniang's voice was as old as before, but Xiao Feng could not help frowning.

The green awn rises slightly, and the green red wood armor is added.

When the snow was flying, Xiao Feng whispered, "offended!"

The words fell, but Xiao Feng suddenly flashed and appeared directly behind xiuniang with a straight fist!

Although Xiao Feng has some green and red wood armor, it is reasonable that this ordinary silk thread should not hurt himself. However, the silk thread was driven by xiuniang, but it was like a blade, and it faintly pierced the green red wood armor in Xiao Feng's hand.

Xiao Feng's face was a little heavy. Before his steps retreated, his eyes were always watching the movements between xiuniang's fingers. But the silk thread is gentle. Although it is picked on the fingertips, it can also fall with ingenuity halfway. It is impossible to distinguish. Coupled with this piece of snow, it seems that this silk thread is small and nothing for a moment.

"......." when he retreated, Xiao Feng waved his arms suddenly, and a snow curtain suddenly rose in front of him.

After the snow curtain, xiuniang's hand moved slowly, but a trace of admiration flashed in her eyes.

When the snow curtain rises, Xiao Feng suddenly rushes to xiuniang, but he punches straight out. Xiuniang's face is as old as before, and the silk thread in her hand is slightly raised. Xiao Feng's mind is inching, and his steps are moving. Unexpectedly, he rushes directly in front of xiuniang.

"... it's snow. Your silk thread is too fast. I can't see it clearly. But after the snow blows, I can distinguish one or two according to the snow shadow." Xiao Fengqing's bare arm armour directly blocked a whip of silk thread, but directly grabbed xiuniang's neck.

"I don't know what your plan is, but it's between Yan Wuyue and me. Unless you have a way to cure blood stasis, I won't go with you." although Xiao Feng pinched xiuniang's neck, he didn't kill her, just a simple explanation.

Xiuniang's mouth was slightly raised. In her disordered hair, her eyes were staring at Xiao Feng and said, "what you said is like winning the ticket... Do you have this ability?"

Xiao Feng frowned slightly. He was trying to exert himself. Unexpectedly, the embroidered mother suddenly turned into light smoke and dispersed.

“！！！”

Xiao Feng was suddenly surprised. His eyes sank slightly before he looked carefully. Before his eyes looked, his chest was stained with blood, "when?"

Before he could finish reading, Xiao Feng knelt down on his knees, and the snow on the ground showed a little blood.