While the girl in the green ivy dress was riding the insect girl with her medicine jade, she was traveling north to find someone.

The candle in the snow has returned to the Palace of Harmony.

Inside the gate of Yangxing Hall, there was a hazy mist, and there was no way the candle in the snow did. In just a few steps, we came to the center of the hall.

She seemed to be very familiar with this hall, and Bai Wu also let her go.

I saw a small pond in the center of this center, which looked like a spring, with dingdong spring water coming out, but I couldn't see clearly the underwater situation, because there was a rich white fog that always came out of the spring water with the spring water, overflowing from the small pond, rolling towards the surrounding space.

I saw several white marble benches placed randomly around the small pond.

In the middle of the pond, there seemed to be a small rockery. When you look closer, you look like a human-shaped statue. It is broken and you can't tell the appearance. When you look at the curve of your waist, you look like a woman.

At this moment, a woman in white was standing in the pond, her ankle with her bell tied into the water.

It's Yu Nianyuan.

I don’t know if the spring water is not deep or her body is suspended and stepping on the water.

The spring water under her feet seemed to be covered by white mist, and she couldn't see clearly the specific face at this moment.

Only the sound of water flowing is heard.

And the white fog in the Yangxin Palace seems to come from the fog that emerges from this spring.

But at this moment, a change occurred in the small pool.

Snow-Zhuzhu came all the way. When she heard the strange bell ringing, she saw the white mist shattered by the bell and disappeared thinly. She brows frowned.

At this moment, she rushed to the small hot spring pool without stopping, looking around in confusion.

The pool water trembled slightly, and the white mist was shaken together, like the egg white shaken evenly in the cup, which separated the "turbid and clear" one.

The bells were heard one after another, coming from the depths of the hall, just like sound waves. Every time they came, the spring water in the pond would ripple.

The body of Yu Nianyuan standing in the pond was slightly shaking.

What made Xue Zhongzhu clench his fists even more was that these bells not only "repelled" the white mist, but also caused a column of light to emerge in their bodies as they passed through the second junior sister and her body.

The black column of light was faintly outlined by the sound of the circular bell above Yu Nianyuan's head.

When the snow-crawler looked up at his head, a purple air column soared into the sky.

The two women's air column was very conspicuous in this white mist.

Xue Zhongzhu looked down at the spring water and asked angrily.

"What's going on with this bell? Did he send it? Is there a second person in the hall?"

"Who else besides him?" Yu Nianyuan's tired voice came: "This bell is strange, with a bit of Taoism, and it restrains the Palace of Harmony."

After a pause, she was puzzled:

"The tricks of that old musician are a bit similar. Did he get [Emperor Wen]? Or did he collude with the pseudo-Zhou court? When he went to Luoyang, he gained supernatural powers?"

I don’t know what I thought of, but I stopped talking.

Stepping into the pool, I walked straight to a white jade chair and sat down.

The blue eyes stared straight at the cold and hot spring water under her feet, and her cheeks bulged and said:

"Don't be distracted by the second junior sister. I will help you, but I won't believe it. He can only resist the clear sword hearts of two top-grade Qi Refiners. He is a sword-holder. How could he have such a strong will that is absolutely unstoppable-""

The face of the candle in the snow was covered by the white mist that quickly gathered, as if it was merged into the pond with Yu Nianyuan.

When the two of them joined the host, they seemed to be able to speak and communicate slightly.

Yu Nianyuan said with some concern:

"I'm fine. The question of the heart is some past events. Can you resist the question of the heart?"

"Don't worry about me, just take care of yourself."

Yu Nianyuan was a little silenced when he heard the words in the snow.

"No, the sound of this bell is strange. He breaks the deadlock too fast, far beyond us. Baiwu can't stop him. He is approaching us quickly, as if he knows our location, which is leaked by the light column of cultivation.

Snow Candle has a hot temper:

"He is not coming from his true body, but is a false projection. People are thousands of miles away, and the reality is like a natural barrier. Even if they use the magic of the Heart Hall of Yangxin, what if they approach us? We still have pool water protection. Although the presidency of Yangxin Hall will fall into the Heart Questioning Bureau, the intensity of the Heart Questioning Bureau is not high. We dominate the Heart Questioning Palace and devote our efforts to deal with him. The closer he gets to us, the more severe the impact he is caused by the white fog.

"His bell is strange, but it will definitely consume what it will consume, and there will be a end. But here in the Palace of Peaceful Heart, as long as we maintain our minds, the white fog is endless. Let's see how long his awakening bell can be struck. One will rise and the other will grow, and we only want to stabilize the white fog.

Just trap him and wait for the sixth junior sister to catch the real person - in short, we are invincible in all the plans we have arranged before, and the longer the time will be, the more beneficial it will be to us."

Yu Nianyuan stopped talking.

On the other side of the snow candle, her eyes were closed tightly, and her eyelashes were trembling slightly.

As expected, she closed her eyes and came to the familiar scene again.

It is also the "death situation" that has always entangled her sword heart like a dream demon in the past.

It was not the first time I encountered this "sword-stealing thief" in Dagu Mountain, nor the instant fight in Huang Xuan's courtyard in Xingzifang that day......

This "death situation" is not a repeated fierce battle with that man, nor is it a verbal confrontation.

Although the Palace of Yangxin has little influence on people like her, it seems to have an extremely rational understanding of people's hearts, but it knows which place is the weakest place, so the pictures and choices given also hit there.

Xue Zhongzhu's face looked a little numb, looking at the rolling thunder in front of him at this moment.

Looking at the slender and thin young figure under the thunder.

There is actually someone who can resist thunder.

Even if it wasn't the first time I met, Xue Zhongzhu still found it ridiculous.

Although this person is someone she hates deeply,

At this moment, Xue Zhongzhu was once again at the peak of the double peaks that day, standing under the platform with Wu Daozi and others, and witnessing the man carrying the thunder one by one.

Zhuan in the snow felt Wu Daozi's slightly retreating steps.

That's a hint.

Zhun in the snow did not look at Mr. Wu, but he looked up at the young man in Confucian shirt slowly landing under the thunder clouds.

For a moment, an extremely strong urge to rush forward to kill him flashed through her heart, but for some reason, she couldn't move her footsteps.

When Wu Daozi was burning half of his body in front of him, the mysterious yellow earth dragon tentacles spontaneously ignited together. When the earth escape magic power was about to be activated, Xue Zhongzhu looked down at the earth-yellow aperture at his feet.

It will be teleported away soon.

Xue Zhongzhu knew that she had to stay, and if she didn't want to leave her inner demon, she couldn't run away!

As the great lady of Yunmeng Jianze, how can she run away?

For some reason, the candle in the snow dodged a little hesitated in his heart.

The next time is there, time goes back and the dead end continues.

She came to the thunder cloud again and looked up at the young man in Confucian clothes who had experienced the thunder disaster again.

This "death situation" seems ordinary.

As long as she walks out of the yellow teleportation circle and stays.

But the candle in the snow just hesitated.

She tried to pretend to be brave, but she still had a desperate situation.

It means it has not been broken.

Snow Candle hates this hypocritical taste very much.

At this moment, she returned to the same place again and came again when Wu Daozi was about to teleport them to escape for a hundred miles. She stared at the aperture in front of her and tried hard to lift her feet.

But this time, she hadn't waited for her to step out.

The candle in the snow returned to the origin again.

The dead end continues.

Keep making choices.

Snow Zhu suddenly became angry.

Why?

Why did a simple foot raising trap her?

Why did she choose to escape after the thunder ended?!

If he had stayed at that time, even if he died, he would not have left such a demon, nor would he have covered his sword heart so dusty.

Even looking straight into her heart, one of the thoughts that made her even more difficult to say was that Ouyang Lianghan dared to withstand the thunder tribulation that was almost dead by himself, and she always looked down on the sword-stealing thief and the seventh junior sister, but she didn't even dare to face a serious injury who had withdrew the thunder tribulation. Instead, she chose to run away timidly as soon as possible.

The more open and straightforward the personality is and not deceived by yourself, the more you can realize this, the more painful it will be.

The "heart-questioning situation" given by the Yangxin Palace is something that can hardly be said to the junior sisters in the snow.

Not to mention every experience, as long as there is a moment of complex emotions, it will cycle over and over again, as if it is strengthened.

The back of the hand in the snow was trembling slightly.
To be continued...