The first five hundred and thirty-two chapters

The horrible coldness swept the Murong ancestral land, and the madness spread in one mile and one mile. There are still a large number of disciples of the Murong family and some ethnic groups who were dodging, and they were frozen into a statue of ice sculpture.

Within the ancestral land, every inch of the ancestral land is not spared, and there are a large number of rare treasures of the Murong family, which are also frozen.

The entire ancestral land of four or five thousand miles was made into an ice field in a day.

"God, what happened!"

"Murong ancestral land, actually, actually..."

"Is my eyes looking spent?"

"How was it all frozen? A large number of Murong family disciples fled outside, did the Murong family fall?"

In the city of southern Fujian, hundreds of thousands of practitioners came to the outside of Murong's ancestral land. They saw that the scene in the squad could not be believed. The powerful Murong family, the ancestral home of the ruling family of the city of Minnan was frozen. It is.

"Outside the ancestral land, within 30,000 miles, it belongs to the Murong family, and all outsiders immediately move out of this place!"

Murong Xiao’s voice shook the sky, and many practitioners vomited blood directly. The people were shocked. Is this the sage of the Murong family?

"Flashing..."

"Our ancestral land has gone wrong, take us out, it’s his aunt’s hegemony!"

"Don't talk too much!"

Although the heart is unwilling, but the family, practitioners and family members near the ancestral land can only relocate.

Although the Murong family's ancestral land has an accident, most of the Murong family's strongmen are still there, not to mention the strong ones in such a strong Murong family.

If this person is really a living saint, then the position of the Murong family in the nine great cities must rise one step further.

"Old ancestors, the two are gone!"

At this time, Murong Zhentian came to the side of Murong Xiao, his face was gloomy. This time, it was really a loss of the wife and the soldiers. The Shenbing did not refine the success. Qing Wenting and Murong also escaped, and their own nesting ancestors. The land was actually frozen.

Mu Rongxiao seems to have thought of it for a long time, and did not think that it is a pity. He looked at the ancestral array in front of him, and the voice of Murong Zhentian: "I will bring this to the emptiness immediately. The ancestral land does not know that it will be iced." How long has it been sealed, but it will not be too long, then we have to return to the ancestral land..."

"Well..." Murong Zhentian nodded and immediately recruited some of the main elders and told them to go.

He walked over to Murong Xiao and asked in a low voice: "My ancestors, what happened in the end, what is so horrible cold, can seal our entire ancestral land..."

"The Ice Throne..." Murong Xiao Shen Shen.

"Ice Throne?" Murong Zhentian does not seem to know this.

Mu Rongxiao said: "It is a legendary elder in ancient times..."

"Supreme device?" Murong Zhentian's heart was a huge earthquake. "Is there a Supreme Master?"

"Well, don't be surprised. He doesn't know if he has the Supreme. The broken sword is the supreme sword on the peak of the heartless. This time we are losing money..." Murong Xiao is a little impatient. The ethos of the air, "Hurry up and get things done, open the big array in the city of Weinan, close all the transmission arrays in the city, and not let anyone transfer to other places!"

"I see……"

Murong Zhentian immediately withdrew, naturally knowing that this is to protect the face of the Murong family. If this news spreads out, it will be known by the other family members of the Eight Great Fairies. It is really a joke to die.

And the Ice Throne is a holy device, and maybe it will lead to a peerless power, and it will be a big trouble.

"If I can get the Ice Throne..."

Murong Zhentian looked back at the ancestral land that was frozen into ice crystals. His eyes flashed a greedy color. If he got such a supreme device, it could really be traversed, which could stop this horrible thing.

......

A few days later, in a remote courtyard in the city of Minnan, three beautiful ladies were sitting cross-legged in the courtyard to recover.

"No, I have to go and see the situation..." Qing Wenting did not know how many times she wanted to leave, but just got up and was held down by Murong Xue.

"Wen Ting, you have to calm down now, Murong's ancestral land has not been unsealed yet. You can't get valuable news when you go, and the 30,000 miles outside the ancestral land are controlled by them. You simply can't reach it. The ancestral land..." Murong Xue was helpless.

Qing Wenting said: "It’s better than staying here to do nothing!"

"We don't do nothing, just need to wait patiently. You can't solve any problems like this now." Murong Xue looked at Qing Wenting and tried to persuade him. "Ye Chu will take the risk." When you send it out, you definitely don’t want to see you go to death like this. Now the only thing we can do is wait, waiting for the news from the ancestors..."

"But what if he has an accident?" Qing Wenting turned white, biting her lips, and tears came out quickly.

Murong Xue secretly shook his head. It seems that Wen Ting really fell in love with Ye Chu. Maybe she didn't think much before, but now Ye Chu is still alive and dead to save her. At this moment, all the emotions of Qing Wenting broke out again. The previous repression has now exploded even more.

"Sister..." Murong was also a bit sad, and gently embraced her.

Qing Wenting whimpered again, tears slid down the beautiful face: "I am not good, I am tired of him..."

"Actually, I am tired of him too..."

Murong Xue is also secretly blaming himself. If it is not himself, perhaps Ye Chu will not come to the Murong family, nor will he know Wen Ting and the slender things, there will be no later things.

Everything is related, it seems that there is no connection, but in fact there are causes and consequences.

It’s just that she can’t vent her own emotions like Qing Wenting. She can only swallow the bitter fruit she planted. Who told me that when she asked him if he was going to be sunny, he said he didn’t know. .

"But, if I really..." Looking at the crying Qing Wenting, Murong Xue’s eyes went down again. "If I really accepted Ye Chu, how should I face her, and my daughter... ..."

The shackles of morality still make Murong Xue unable to open, and once again fell into the entanglement and confusion of self.

"Sister, if Ye Chu is alive, you will marry him..." Murong fibres holding Qing Wenting, suddenly said.

Qing Wenting whimpered and nodded: "As long as he is alive, I can do anything, give him a little wife..."

"Uh……"

On the side of Murong Xue’s face is now stunned, and a pretty face has climbed a red glow. The young man is a young man, how can he not open it?

The shadow of the sunny day is getting farther and farther away, and the back of Ye Chu is deeply branded on his own heart. Perhaps the missed life in the past is for a better reunion of this world.