Chapter 1319： Master Yumo

The extremely northern barbarians are cruel in nature and drink blood.

What they believe in is the force of nature, with wind, fire, thunder, mountains and rivers as totems, and most of the exercises they practice are based on totems.

For 100,000 years, thousands of barbarians have been sealed here and passed on from generation to generation.

only!

Now that the landlord is missing, many barbarians are no longer willing to stay here, vainly trying to get out of the extreme north and fight for the world.

It's a pity that Xuanyuanyue is now in charge of the Emperor Xuanyuan's clan, and doesn't agree with the ideas of the barbarians, so...Although the extreme north seems to be stable today, it is already undercurrents.

Even the Xuanyuan clan, now they are gradually disagreeing.

Among them, some of the Xuanyuan people, headed by Xuanyuanyue, believed that the general trend of the world was beyond the control of Xuanyuan's clan, and the long-term solution was to watch the changes.

However, a group of contemporary Tianjiao, headed by Xuanyuan Jichen, the second ancestor of Xuanyuan, insisted on leading the barbarians to be born, fighting for the sky, and received the approval of many elders.

Speaking of Xuanyuan Jichen, although he was not as talented as Xuanyuan Weiyang, his reputation was far above that of the contemporary emperor.

Because, ten years ago, he was born under a pseudonym, went through the blue sky, and defeated the thirteenth peerless evildoer among the Human Race Baijies, and he is considered to have a sequence.

At this moment, in the Northern Emperor City, a figure in black was walking with his hands holding hands, walking calmly.

But anyone who passed by him would stop unconsciously and look at the youth's unparalleled fair complexion with fair and handsome eyes, and his eyes trembled.

Unlike the vast majority of the barbarians in this imperial city, this young man was slender and had a long robe with hair tied. It was obviously from Qing Cang.

For these outsiders, Far North has always been unwelcome.

But even so, no one dared to be disrespectful to the black-clothed boy at this time.

Because, there is an inherent noble aura on his body, just like a nine-day deceased god, and every ray of his eyes contains supreme majesty.

In this far north, Ling Xiao did not deliberately conceal his face.

After all, no one knew him except for his mother.

Ling Xiao stopped walking until a magnificent and tall ancient temple stood in front of him, with a gentle smile rising from the corner of his mouth.

In the next instant, he suddenly disappeared in place.

At this time, in the ancient temple, on a square paved with bluestone.

I saw a group of Xuanyuan people gathered together, and looked at two opposing figures not far away with joy.

One of them was a tall and straight young man in white, with a starry eyebrow and extraordinary aura.

The other person was a peerless woman with a cold look.

The woman also wore a white dress, and her eyebrows were lightly clustered.

Especially those eyes are cold and lonely, as if they don't contain a trace of emotion.

"Meng Yuan, thank you for coming out to see me."

The white-clothed youth smiled heartily, with white teeth, flawless and unsullied.

Above his head, there is a vague blood wandering, surging prosperously, and he is obviously a man of arrogance.

"Hahahaha, Young Master Yumo finally plucked up the courage to confess to Miss Mengyuan."

"Yes! These two people stand together, really like a couple of gods and goddesses, which is enviable."

"Young Master Jade Mo is a rare talent of my Xuanyuan clan for thousands of years. Except for Master Jichen, no one in the younger generation can compete with him. I think Meng Yuan is climbing high."

"You can't say the same thing. After all, Miss Mengyuan was brought to my Xuanyuan clan by the clan leader. I once heard the clan leader call her daughter privately."

"In any case, my Xuanyuan clan is afraid that there will be a happy event in the near future!"

A group of Xuanyuan children laughed and talked, never covering up their voices at all.

But these words fell in Mengyuan's ears, but her pretty face became even colder than the snow deep in the far north.

"Master Yumo, if there is nothing wrong, I will go back first."

Meng Yuan turned around and wanted to leave, but was blocked by Xuanyuan Yumo's foot.

Today, she originally came out with Xuanyuan Yue, but she didn't want to be stopped by Xuanyuan Yumo.

And when she saw the affection in the eyes of this young man, she felt...disgusting.

"Mengyuan girl! I have something and I want to give it to you personally."

When the words fell, he flicked his palm, and a white jade spirit pendant suddenly appeared in his hand, "This spirit pendant was handed to me before my mother died. I hope Miss Mengyuan can accept it."

"Master Yumo."

Meng Yuan frowned, her tone was extremely cold, "I have said it many times, I already belong in my heart, you still don't waste time anymore."

"Meng Yuan!"

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yumo's face condensed slightly, and there seemed to be a loss in his eyes.

That's right, from the moment he saw Meng Yuan, he was deeply attracted by the loneliness of this girl.

It was as if there was a Wang Binghu in her heart, lost her heart, life and death without love.

Xuanyuan Yumo wanted to be the one who warmed her and told her to open up and stop sinking.

even!

From the day Mengyuan came to the Xuanyuan clan, there had never been a smile on his face.

Because of this, Xuanyuan Yumo always sends out some weird things every three to five, trying to make Mengyuan happy.

It's just that they all failed.

This young girl seemed to be tired of the mortal world a long time ago, and Yu Xin died of old age.

"I know, you must have a very painful past in your heart! My Xuanyuan Yumo swears that as long as you promise to be my Taoist companion, I don't care about the past. For the rest of my life... I will accompany you to see the mountains and rivers."

Xuanyuan Yumo took a deep breath, suddenly raised his head and stared at the girl's eyes, with infatuation deep in his eyes.

Seeing this scene, there was no more sound on the square.

Everyone looked at the two figures facing each other with trembling eyes, their eyes waved, obviously moved by Xuanyuan Yumo's affection.

"Pouch."

Can!

At this moment, the void above Mengyuan's head suddenly heard a sneer.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly thin figure came from a distance without warning.

His hair was tied in black, and his eyes were gentle.

There was a sneer on that handsome and determined face.

In its whole body, there are avenue lines spreading out, and the rhyme of Taoism is ups and downs 90,000 miles, and lotus grows step by step.

Seeing the person coming, the chill on Mengyuan's face suddenly solidified.

And Xuanyuan Yumo was also stunned, feeling a little at a loss for a while.

Even if he is hailed as Xuanyuan Shuangjue, his talent and appearance are the top contemporary.

However, at this moment, seeing the boy who appeared suddenly, he still felt a kind of inferiority... from the heart.

The son is like jade, unparalleled.

It seems that the fairy gods in the painting have fallen into the mortal world and are unique in the world.

"Your method of picking up girls is really too low."

When everyone was shocked, the black-clothed boy shook his head and smiled, giving Xuanyuan Yumo a slightly sarcastically, and the moment he took his steps, he appeared directly in front of Meng Yuan.

Then! !

Under everyone's stunned gaze, the young man suddenly stretched out his hands, took the same dumb Meng Yuan into his arms, and kissed deeply.

"His hiss!"

Suddenly, the whole square was shocked and tumultuous.

Xuanyuan Yumo's eyes were even more angered, and his mouth grew wide, almost squeezing the entire Ling Pei in his hand.