Chapter 2390

Two flying swords soared from the southwest of the snow mountain.

At this time, there is no one who can step on the sword and go straight to the desolate snow field except Mo Xuantian and Luo Wuxin of Shushan sword sect!

After all, after the Tianxu hall in the back of Shushan mountain was abandoned, Mo Xuantian, as the leader, was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

Luo Wuxin took this opportunity to speak to his master again and wanted to invite the two experts on the snow mountain to Shushan sword sect to heal his martial uncle.

Originally, Mo Xuantian, the leader of Shushan sword sect, hesitated about this matter.

But after thinking about it, Mo Xuantian finally chose a compromise.

That is to take your seriously injured junior sister to the snow mountain in person.

In this way, you can not only get the last chance of life for your younger martial sister, but also don't worry about bringing wolves into the house, which will destroy the Millennium foundation of Shushan sword sect overnight.

This is the last arrangement Mo Xuantian, the leader of Shushan sword sect, can make for the whole Shushan.

It was snowy, and two figures fell steadily from the flying sword on the polar day sky.

"Master, this is it!"

Luo's unintentional voice sounded again on the big snow mountain.

The familiar voice now led Mo Xuantian to Ye Qian and Nangong Miaomiao.

Soon, Luo Wuxin and Mo Xuantian, the leader of Shushan sword sect with a beautiful "girl" in his arms, came to Ye Qian and Nangong Miaomiao.

"Two elders, are you all right?"

Printed with the white light on the snow mountain, Luo inadvertently bowed his head and saluted Ye Qian and Nangong Miaomiao.

They looked at each other, smiled and looked up at the same time.

At this moment, the copper pot beside their table had already stopped boiling. Not far from their body shape, the two snow mountain monsters had already been dismembered and hidden in the wind and snow.

Mo Xuantian, the leader of Shushan sword sect, also frowned when he looked at the young men and women without any fluctuation of cultivation.

After all, Luo Wuxin, his eldest disciple, praised the two people in front of him as having something in the sky and nothing in the earth. However, after seeing them with his own eyes, Mo Xuantian felt something wrong.

The first is the age of Ye Qian and Nangong Miaomiao.

Judging from their appearance, they are only eighteen or nine years old. Although their faces are unparalleled in the world, they can't be eaten in the world of practitioners.

Second, ye Qian and Nangong Miaomiao don't have half an energy fluctuation all over. They look like two ordinary people.

What puzzled Mo Xuantian was that if they were just two ordinary people, let alone survive here, even if they wanted to get up the mountain, it would be impossible.

Mo Xuantian had doubts and puzzles in his eyes. At the moment, ye Qian and Nangong Miaomiao naturally saw them.

However, when they arrived, they didn't explain much. Instead, they turned their eyes slightly and looked at Luo Wuxin in front of them.

"Hehe, Luo Wuxin, as I said, we will meet again soon!"

"It seems that your trip back to Shushan is not very smooth."

Hearing Ye Qian speak, Luo Wuxin's expression was slightly embarrassed.

"What the elder said is not bad."

"Although I was guided by the blood essence of two snow mountain monsters presented by my predecessors, my martial uncle's injury still hasn't improved."

"As a last resort, I can only visit the snow mountain again. I hope you can give me some advice."

With that, Luo inadvertently slowly turned aside, gave up Mo Xuantian standing beside him, and introduced Ye Qian and Nangong Miaomiao.

"Two elders, this is my master and the leader of Shushan sword sect, Mo Xuantian and Mo immortal."

At the moment, Mo Xuantian hugged the injured "beautiful girl" and didn't give the first ceremony between Ye Qian and the practitioners of Nangong Miaomiao practice. He just nodded to them and said, "I've seen two Taoist friends under Mo Xuantian. I don't know which fairy mountain they came from?"

It's not strange to ask for teachers in the practice world.

After all, Mo Xuantian is going to hand over all his younger martial sister's personal safety to the other party. If he can't even figure out the details of the other party, it's a big joke.

Ye Qian naturally understood Mo Xuantian's mood at the moment.

Without much words, ye Qian just said to Mo Xuantian: "Linhai, ye Qian."

It was just these four words, but it was so shocking that master and disciple Mo Xuantian didn't return to God.

Unconsciously, Mo Xuantian's forehead began to breathe cold. Even Luo Wuxin was bitter at the corners of his mouth and chilly behind him.

In the whole East, even among the practitioners in the whole world, I'm afraid that few people now don't know the meaning of the four words Linhai Ye Qian.

It can be said that the name Ye Qian is unique in the whole practice world.

"You, you are the legendary Oriental demon God?"

I don't know how long it took Mo Xuantian to say this.

Obviously, Mo Xuantian was both excited and frightened about the identity of the young man in front of him.

After all, it is rumored that the Oriental demon God is not only fierce and abnormal, but also moody and against the sky.

Faced with the existence of this legendary level, even Mo Xuantian didn't know whether it was his own luck or his own misfortune.

At the moment, ye Qian has a panoramic view of Mo Xuantian's complex mood.

The corners of his mouth rose. After such a shallow smile, ye Qian opened his mouth again and said, "master Mo, you seem very nervous?"

"I, I..."

Mo Xuan hesitated for a while and didn't know how to deal with it.

"Headmaster Mo, you and I just met by chance on this big snow mountain. As long as you Shushan sword sect have no hostility to me, I will not threaten you. Headmaster Mo can rest assured. "

After that, ye Qian moved, and the Golden Lotus blossomed under his feet, so he walked towards Mo Xuantian.

After waiting for ye Qian's body to stand in front of him, Mo Xuantian still didn't return to God.

Maybe he was really frightened by the name of Ye Qian's demon God, or maybe he was just in a trance and didn't have time to react.

At this time, ye Qian, standing in front of Mo Xuantian, didn't pay too much attention to the expression of the leader of Shushan sword sect, because at this moment, his eyes were directly staring at the great beauty in Mo Xuantian's arms.

After half a ring, ye Qian's sword eyebrows jumped slightly, and his voice was accompanied by coldness. He asked Mo Xuantian, "is this hell heaven from fire?"

"Has she been to the far north?"

As soon as ye Qian asked this, even the careless Nangong Miaomiao on his face began to frown frequently.

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