"Your master ..."

Hearing Duanmu Xiaoman's words, Duanmu Xiong's figure instantly stiffened, tears streaming from the dark eyes, and his throat said, "Are you looking for me?"

After a long while, Duanmu Xiaoman turned around slowly, staring at the equally old Duanmu Xiongtu and whispering softly, "What do you say? Shouldn't you tell me?"

Suddenly in place, Duanmu Xiongtu's head suddenly exploded, and I wonder if he had heard Duanmu Xiaoman's words clearly, and his lips slightly opened.

"Xi Hui, I haven't been to Yutian Temple yet, why did you leave me?"

With that said, Duanmuxiong's crystal clear tears fell down, and if it wasn't for love, how could a generation of powerful men easily shed tears in front of Duanmu Xiaoman.

"I and Qingtian's last name were taken by you, so the master gave it to us. Don't you have anything to say to the master?" Duanmu Xiaoman stared at Duanmu Xiongtu with an indifferent expression, without a hint of feeling.

In Duanmu Xiaoman's memory, after bringing himself and Duanmu Qingtian to Yutian Palace, Duanmu Xiongtu still traveled to and from Yutian Palace and the outside world several times.

However, after a fierce quarrel, Duanmu Xiongtu never returned to Yutian Temple, so apart from the elderly in the palace, almost no one knew that the last Yutian Temple master Nan Xihui was also with the sacred mountain's supreme strongman Duanmu Xiongtu. There is an unknown emotion.

Since then, the gate of Yutian Palace has been closed, and the peak after the earthquake has become a top secret place that no one in Yutian Palace can set foot in.

Duanmu Xiaoman at a young age has never seen the man who brought himself to Yutian Palace again.

When he first entered Yutian Temple, Duanmu Qingtian was still in a trance. Naturally, Duanmu Xiongtu had no deep impression, but the girl was early and the young Duanmu Xiaoman clearly knew that there was such a person.

I have seen his master in the temple countless times, which makes Duanmu Xiaoman also have a natural resistance to the small love in the world. For men, in addition to their younger brothers, they have a natural Exclusion.

Until Su Yi, the original loved one can set foot on the mountains and seas, under the broken sword sea, and fight against the Scarlet Demon Dragon, so that Duanmu Xiaoman's dried-up desert heart has a spring breeze, and the dried flower of life begins to dim Carry out.

Later, when Duanmu Xiaoman met Duanmu Xiongtu again, Duanmu Xiaoman showed nothing.

Perhaps the master did not go to him, nor did he go to Yutian Palace, each with their own difficulties.

However, Duanmu Xiaoman was annoyed by why he came so late that the master had died when his brother Qingtian disappeared.

Duanmu Xiongtu has regrets, Duanmu Xiaoman might have regretted this relationship.

Let Duanmu Xiongtu come in. Frosty Duanmu Xiaoman is to let Duanmu Xiongtu tell the past in person. Duanmu Xiaoman sighs for the master to prove that the master's waiting is correct.

"Of course, I certainly have something to say! Do I still have a chance?"

Duanmu Xiong wiped the tears on his cheeks, his eyebrows lifted, and his dreary wrinkled face faintly saw the attitude of British brilliance that year.

"Come in with me!"

Suddenly, Duanmu Xiaoman walked back and forth a few times in front of the seat, immediately stepped on the sky, a ripple of frosty gate appeared in front of him.

Shi Shiran walked into the Frost Gate, Duanmu Xiongtu quickly lifted his foot to enter. As soon as he entered, the icy breath that came on his face instantly deterred Duanmu Xiongtu's palpitations. This was a real cold from the depths of his soul.

The handprints were condensed, Duanmuxiong's eyes were glanced, and in the vast ice crystal world, there was a dreamlike brilliant ice mirror everywhere.

Between the center, a rectangular and magnificent ice sculpture is emitting colorful and peaceful light.

At this point, Duanmu Xiaoman was standing before the ice sculpture.

"this is?"

Duanmu Xiong opened his eyes wide and suddenly walked before the ice sculpture. I saw that the ice sculpture was in the shape of a human being. The lifelike features of the figure gave people a sense of liveliness.

"Xi Hui!" Duanmu Xiongtu was surprised, Ningsheng said.

Hands trembled constantly, can not believe his eyes Duanmu Xiongtu reached out to touch, when Duanmu Xiaoman eyebrows shot a icy light, immediately poured into Duanmuxiong body.

In Duanmuxiong's pupils, the ice sculpture suddenly faded its ruthless icy shell, and the frost and snow smile revealed the true appearance of the ice sculpture.

Even with my eyes closed, I can feel the beauty of the former palace lord Nan Xihui, saying that Tianxiang Guoyan is a bit tacky. Speaking of queens, it ’s not enough to describe it.

The crescent eyebrows in the crescent moon are so slightly raised half an inch, so that people can feel the thousands of women in this peerless woman's eyes. The convergent red cheeks are like Odan, as if they are missing the husband in the distance, let me see Still pity.

Looking at any man in the world, as long as he stands in front of the ice sculpture, I am afraid that he will be intoxicated by the beautiful appearance.

"Xi Hui, Xi Hui!"

Looking at Nan Xihui, who looks like Xia Xingyingxue in front of him, Duanmuxiong knows clearly that this is Duanmu Xiaoman's impaired illusion, and he is not willing to wake up.

This face, Duanmu Xiongtu has dreamed countless times in his dream. This name, Duanmu Xiongtu has been called countless times in his dream.

Now I see you again.

Looking at her, Duan Muxiong couldn't stop swallowing, and he could not speak for a long time, then nodded and said, "I come to see you, open your eyes and look at me, Xi Hui?"

With a sigh of sigh, Duanmu Xiaoman's eyes also fell on Nan Xihui, then moved away and walked to the side, saying, "This is what the master looked like before he died! Standing in this snow and ice, Shengsheng stood Eternity! You can see it, and she is still missing you at last! "

At this point, Duanmuxiong could not help himself, lowered his head, and the golden sharp vitality attributes were extremely convergent. He said, "How did she die?"

"Bingao's divine power, the master's thoughts are too heavy, and the practice of Bingao divine power has been blocked many times. Eventually, he could only pass the essence and blood to me. After that, the master often went to this space created by the Bingao divine power. Even more depressed, she left completely within a few years! "

"It's all me, it's all my fault! Xi Hui's talent is extremely high. She kept telling me to cultivate the iceberg divine power, but she did not expect to be finally tired by the iceberg divine power!"

"So what, the master is gone, do you not want to explain something when you see the master?" Duanmu Xiaoman snorted coldly, and flung the moon robe gently, stepping forward.

With a sigh of sigh, Duanmuxiong shook his head, and his index finger touched between his eyes, and the real Nan Xihui in front of him turned into an ice sculpture again.

"Come to Yutian Temple, I just want to feel depressed, and today I will tell you everything!"