Xuanhuan: On the first day of divorce, reward the Supreme Bones!

KunXu Dao Domain, somewhere at the top of the holy land.

Inside a brightly lit, golden and exquisite hall.

A woman.

A golden robe and a golden feather on his head.

A mat of day-like hair, set off that unique temperament.

The woman’s appearance is extremely beautiful, like a fairy in a painting, and the amazing face that can be seen in the exquisitely carved jade.

Only to see the woman,

Holding an autumn water sword, the sky danced, and in the air, there was a surge of Senran’s sword qi.

A dance of swords shakes people and immortals, and then a dance of swords shakes all beings.

Like a kendo fairy that fell from nine days to mortal dust, a sword has since fallen into eternity.

Woman.

It is the Heavenly Lan Holy Land, the Quasi-Holy Daughter, Ye Cangxue.

People as the name suggests, a sword drifting snow, cold and beautiful.

Along with Ye Cangxue’s objects, the entire Tianlan Holy Land was actually snowing.

Snow drifts in June, blowing for three days and three days without stopping.

“Her Royal Highness the Holy Virgin.” Dancing swords again… Every time Her Royal Highness danced her sword, heavy snow would fall. ”

“Her Royal Highness’s Kendo Extraordinary… In a few months, she will officially become a saint… The technique is amazing, worthy of a kendo goddess…”

“That’s nature, the Second Half of the Virgin’s Temple. It is to follow the elders of the Holy Land all the way to asceticism, awaken the talent of kendo, and then worship into the Holy Land… A sword pours out to all sentient beings. ”

“The Cangxue Saint Daughter is the first talent in Tianlanzhou and the first in kendo.” And also the first beauty… It is said that on the day she awakened her talent, a golden waterfall fell from the void and bathed in golden qi. Enough to hang for a week…”

“Or a certain elder within the Holy Land intervened to mobilize the power of the galaxy.” For her to hide the vision…”

Countless disciples in the Holy Land are discussing and yearning.

Ye Cangxue was outside the main hall.

The maid, Yun’er, slowly walked into the main hall.

Bending slightly, his tone was extremely respectful: “Your Royal Highness the Quasi-Saint…”

Ye Cangxue did not stop dancing his sword, and his beautiful posture changed gracefully under the background of a map of mountains and rivers.

The sword qi is in flux.

Only an ethereal voice came: “What? ”

After Yun Er thought about it for a while.

He immediately said, “It is the news of the Qingyun Daoist Sect.” ”

“Qingyun Daoist Sect… Now a new Daozi has just been established. Tell the world… That person should be your acquaintance…”

“His name is Lin Ang…”

“It is rumored that this man has been practicing asceticism for five years. When this dynasty was born, the first shot was to use xuandan realm cultivation as a method to slaughter a high-level sect gate in blood, behead a thousand people in one night, and return to the sect gate with their heads…”

So far.

Ye Cangxue, among the beautiful eyes, a chill emerged.

The sword blade turned and suddenly fell in front of Yun Er.

There is only a slight distance from Yun’er’s beautiful appearance

…

Lin Ang, this name, for her, is already a little strange.

Yun Er’s expression remained unchanged: “The Qingyun Daoist Sect belongs to the Northern Realm. In the Northern Realm, there are also some Sect Gate forces under our Tianlan Holy Land… So you get the message. ”

“I was thinking… Although you have now separated from the Qingyun Daoist Sect. But after all, it has something to do with you….”

So far…

Ye Cangxue only then put down the Qiushui Long Sword in his hand.

Yun Er hurried over, sorted out Her clothes and hair for Ye Cangxue, and helped her with her sword.

Ye Cangxue smiled faintly.

Didn’t think about it….

Lin Ang’s blood vein was lost, and he actually came to this step

…

“Lin Ang… Brother…”

Ye Cangxue leaned on the golden bench and silently recited the name.

Ye Cangxue vaguely remembered that when she was young, she was hungry and hungry.

It was Lin Ang who fed her the baked sweet potatoes one bite at a time.

She loves to practice swords, and was the first sword Lin Ang gave her. And teach her with your own hands.

Later, she mistakenly entered the family forbidden land and was besieged by wolves. Despite the crisis, Lin Ang single-handedly resisted more than a dozen hungry wolves, and the blood of the bitten body was all over his body.

Step by step, a bloody footprint saved her.

Ye Cangxue was weak and sick since childhood, and it was Lin Ang who broke into the Polar Ice Land alone and brought her a soldier soul grass.

At that time, Lin Ang was dying and crawled back.

With his bloodstained hands, trembling, he handed her the herb.

Later…

The two worshiped together into the Qingyun Daoist Sect.

Ye Cangxue knew that he had a legendary talent, but there were drawbacks in his bloodline.

Ye Cangxue shed silent tears countless times.

She cried and told the teenager that she did not want to die, she was not willing to be mediocre, she wanted to see the prosperity of the outside world.

Finally, one day.

The teenager named Lin Ang took her hand and gently told her: “I am there, don’t be afraid…”

The teenager contributed his bloodline to her.

Wash away the ills in her body.

The maiden had an epiphany, became a goddess of heaven, awakened her talent, and was favored by the Elders of the Holy Land.

Once it becomes a true phoenix, it will fly nine days away.

She was high above her.

At that time, teenagers.

Only look up to her….

..

“Lin Ang… Brother..”

Ye Cangxue silently recited the name.

She suddenly smiled.

He immediately said to Yun Er, who was beside him, “In my name, I will send a great gift to the Tianlan Holy Land…”

“Also..”

Ye Cangxue, swinging his hair, spoke in an incomparably soft tone: “Inform me that under the banner of the Holy Land, those few are heading to the Northern Boundary.” The Grandmaster-level Celestial Pride who participated in the Secret Realm…”

“Let them be in the secret realm.” Killed Lin Ang: At the same time, even all the younger generations sent by the Qingyun Dao Sect…”

“Also.”

“Kill it…”

Ye Cangxue’s face.

It has always been so quiet and beautiful, not stained with mortal dust.

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