"According to legend, immortals and gods can worship this curse book to death. What good way do I have to deal with it?"

Heaving a sigh of relief, Yang Yu stood up, his sight seemed to have passed through the night mountains and saw the small fenced courtyard in the mountains.

"It's nothing more than beating her to death in advance!"

Huhu...

As summer passes and autumn comes, the heat in the Pass has not subsided, but outside the Great Wall, the cold has dropped sharply.

A cold wind blew through the night, and the mountains, rivers, land, grass, trees, mud and rocks were covered with white frost. Under the biting cold, many cattle and horses on the grassland began to move and die.

Just like the past ten years, a heavy snowstorm is coming, and the entire grassland has begun to hibernate for the winter.

The coldness will increase day by day.

During the first heavy snowstorm, ordinary people could still go out and walk around in winter, but now, ten years later, in the most bitter and cold place outside the Great Wall, all warriors who have achieved great success in blood exchange have to wear big cloaks.

Huhu...

In the Seven Kills King's City, there is a tall building that is twenty-eight feet high and made entirely of star-sink iron.

In the cold wind, Ye Sheng climbed up the steps.

This Yingxing Tower has twenty-eight floors, but there is only one person living at the top, and apart from that person, he is the second person to set foot here.

"Your Majesty!"

Before reaching the top, he bowed down first. Ye Sheng held the ceremony very respectfully. When he glanced around, he saw a person sitting cross-legged in the wind and snow.

He was wearing a dark-colored gown and was not dressed in Hufu, but just seeing his back, I felt a sense of vastness and roughness coming over my face.

"There are too many people coming to the pass. Unless you go there in person, Fangcun Fairy Mountain can no longer be defended..."

Ye Sheng reported respectfully without any nonsense.

He is one of the few people who can vaguely guess this person's identity, but this is not because he is extremely alert.

But he had seen this person, or in other words, this person's incarnation many years ago...

"Enter, they are allowed to enter and exit, but of course they are not allowed to exit at will."

Sitting cross-legged in the wind and snow, the old demon didn't seem to have much interest in the fairy mountain that thousands of people were fighting for and was regarded as the place of creation.

He just gave a casual explanation and called Ye Sheng, who nodded in response:

"Although the four great families in Qingzhou are not the top aristocratic families in the Ming Dynasty, they are still richer and nobler than the princes outside the Great Wall. Why did you seek refuge with me?"

"...Your Majesty, it is your destiny!"

Half of his high-sounding words were forced back by the cold eyes. Ye Sheng's heart trembled and he lowered his head:

"The Ming Dynasty was in turmoil, and my Ye family was ostracized by the court..." "Come here for the family's wealth?"

Hearing the voice from the top of the tower, Ye Sheng's breath froze, but he could only nod: "...Yes!"

"I, I wish you the Ye family to be rich and prosperous for three generations, as long as..."

The inexplicable chill made Ye Sheng shiver:

"If your lord gives orders, I will do my best to serve you even to the death..."

"If you die, you don't have to..."

Buzz!

The wind and snow seemed to be blackened by ink, and a large black fog instantly submerged the top of the tower:

"Death is okay!"
Chapter completed!