Forcing the Demon to Be Good: The Demonic Highness knocks on the door

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The chirping of metal and iron became louder and louder, and the colorful light became more and more vivid.

Qi Luoer supported the ice wall and finally climbed to the top of the peak. He heard the sound of shouting and fighting and the sound of gold and iron clanging from the foot of the mountain, like a gangster fighting with weapons.

She disappeared behind a large ice rock and looked down.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, you can't help but take a breath: "It's so beautiful!"

There is a big ice lake under the mountain.

Although the weather was extremely cold, the icy lake did not freeze, and sparkled under the moonlight.

On the surface of the lake, there are all kinds of exotic flowers and plants.

Some are as big as a bowl, some are as small as a star, some are as big as a fan, and some are as long as a sword, but all of them glow with silver light without exception.

There are layers upon layers, and the lake is full.Stretching the body under the moonlight, like a dream.

And on the shore of the frozen lake, there were more than a dozen people standing.

Qi Luoer knew all these people.

It was Ling Xuzi, the head of Ziyunmen, and the eight elders, and Li Yu was among them.

These people all looked up nervously at the top of the frozen lake.

Several feet above the frozen lake, there were two figures in white confronting each other.

Yue Wushang was dressed in a snow-white robe with silver flowing patterns embroidered on the hem, which was exquisitely crafted and exquisite. The snow-white fur collar half covered his jade-like chest.

In his hand was a jet-black long sword, the sword was pure black, and there was a pattern like an eye on the blade, with a dark red light shining faintly.

Yue Wushang was smiling, and the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming. "Yun Hua, so you are not stupid. You actually know to ambush here, waiting for me to take the bait..."

Yun Hua stood in an auspicious cloud and watched him quietly.

There was neither happiness nor anger on the face of the astonished Heavenly Man, and no trace of emotion could be seen in his eyes.

He was only wearing a simple white robe, fluttering in the wind.

It looks holy and cool, without a trace of dust.

He raised his hand slowly, holding a sword in his hand that looked like ice and snow.

He said lightly: "Yue Wushang, you shouldn't have come."

Yue Wushang laughed loudly: "Shouldn't you have come? Do you want me to watch Zi Ying die tragically? Yun Hua, I think you are also a character, why bother with a little girl? Give me the moon grass and wait for me After saving someone, how about coming back to have a quick fight with you?"