Thunder means, extremely fast. Lin Mu couldn't help but be surprised when he reacted. This kind of speed, compared to Qing'er, is also slightly better. It seems that this person's cultivation is very powerful in all aspects, and he is not comparable to ordinary people.

Taking a step forward, Lin Mu was keenly aware that although there was no change on the surface of the door of the secret room at this moment, if he looked closely, he would find that a wave of ice and snow qi formed an air cover, enveloping the entire secret room, which was very mysterious.

Not only that, but on the periphery of this air cover, there are also ice pick-like existences, wrapping this range into a hedgehog-like thing, no breath can penetrate into it, and if you forcibly break in, you will be counterattacked, which is too powerful.

In a short period of time, such a defense was formed almost between a few breaths, and Ling Xue's cultivation could not be described as terrifying. This is a demon that surpasses cultivators of the same level, and even Lin Mu is not confident to do it completely.

Just when he was surprised, as Ling Xue's teacher, that is, Bei Mojun, finally slowly appeared behind Lin Mu. There was a hint of smugness in his eyes, but there was also a faint worry. What he didn't expect was in front of him.

Turning around, Lin Mu did not panic, nor did he have any abnormalities. He knew that Bei Mojun would definitely explain, and he would definitely give him and Qing'er an explanation. Otherwise, it would be impossible for them to continue to stay in this Beiling Domain.

"Father-in-law, or lord, aren't you going to explain it to me? I've been in this Beiling Domain for so long, and I haven't even noticed it. ”

The obvious irony, Bei Mojun will not fail to hear it. Why Ling Xue's strength, or the attributes of cultivation, as well as her temperament, are almost the same as Xu Muqing, or even exactly the same. There must be a reason for this, and there must be no mistake.

After a long time, Bei Mojun's eyes became deep. It seems to be stuck in a kind of memory. This memory is the beginning of his ability to temporarily let go of the obsession in his heart, and it is also the beginning of his gradual return to normal breath, so it is very profound.

"Hehe... Since you want me to explain it yourself, I don't want to beat around the bush, just like you imagined, I didn't feel sorry for anyone, and I didn't want to hide it from anyone. ”

With his hands behind his back, Bei Mojun looked at the sky in the distance: "It was a blizzard night, as usual, I had to find the whereabouts of Qing'er girl rain or shine, even at all costs." ”

Back then, the Northern Desert Monarch did not have such great powers, and he had not even fully grasped the power of the Winged God Clan. So it's a tough thing for him to want to travel through space. But even though he was covered in bruises, he had no intention of giving up.

However, that snowy night became a reason for him to stop. For on a plain of ice and snow, as he flew by, he heard the cry of a little girl, though very faintly.

The cultivator's senses were very keen, and following that faint voice, he soon found a petite, thin, and even skinny body, lying in the snow. When he hurried over, he was angry.

Just at a glance, Bei Mojun's heart seemed to be hit by something. He wants to give up and be idle. But the aura emanating from the little girl resonated with him in a certain way, and he couldn't leave him like this.

And what surprised him was that as a little girl who seemed to be five or six years old, in this ice and snow, without any spiritual power on her body, she could still hold on for so long. There was no clothing on him, but he was still a little warm.

Is it because of his physique, or is it because of something else? Bei Mojun didn't have time to think too much. Following the idea in his heart, he took the little girl back to the Beiling Domain and named her Ling Xue. Since then, he has been accepted as the only closed disciple.

In just one year, Bei Mojun discovered an amazing talent in Ling Xue's body. She was able to quickly master the Ice and Snow Techniques of the Winged God Clan, as well as all the spiritual skills related to ice and snow, including those difficult secret methods.

Such a result made Bei Mojun also very pleased. If he continued to hesitate at the beginning, he would have missed out on such an excellent and highly gifted cultivation genius. If you bring it back, you may become a person who plays a very important role in this era.

Ling Xue has a cold temperament, and even rejects people thousands of miles away. Coupled with the ice and snow exercises, I am even more accustomed to being alone. I've always been a loner, and when I grew up, I wasn't even very close to my own teacher, and I was only used to cultivating alone.

Even so, no matter what kind of order Bei Mojun has, no matter how difficult it is, she is bound to complete it. Even if she was covered in bruises, she never said a word, this is how she repays her kindness.

For example, this time, when Qing'er came back, Bei Mojun could be regarded as recognizing her, and soon found that Xu Muqing's temperament was too similar to Ling Xue. Not only Lin Mu, but even Bei Mojun noticed it for such a short time.

It is also because of this that Bei Mojun's questioning of Lin Mu is so calm. After telling this story, Bei Mojun changed his words and stared at the enchantment of the secret room: "Don't worry, your friend will definitely be saved." ”

If she wasn't sure, Ling Xue wouldn't agree to make a move. Since she'd sealed the chamber with an ice pick, she had her own way of keeping both of them safe. As for herself, her resilience is amazing, and she doesn't have to worry at all.

At this moment, Ling Xue suddenly broke into the enchantment set by Qin Xiaomei. A powerful sinister aura swept in. But with a wave of her jade hand, a wave of cold air burst out, quickly freezing this breath and freezing it in the air.

Stand still, in this turbid aura, the Great Chaos Sutra has become weaker and weaker. Ling Xue didn't hesitate, her hands flipped over, and a cold aura swept through, condensing into a fine needle-like existence, blocking all the big acupuncture points of the two of them.

The spiritual power was condensed into silk threads, which were extremely cold, freezing this secret room. All the aura was under Ling Xue's control. She held her breath and stared, without the slightest delay, very heroic, and she couldn't see the slightest panic.

Silk threads roamed in her hands, clinging to the ice needles. A powerful spiritual power was filled, and soon, the transparent ice needle was filled with streams of golden light. This frost golden needle is her strongest hole card, and she will not use it easily.

The phantom flashed, and Qin Xiaomei noticed the appearance of another breath, vigilantly defending: "Who are you? How did you get in?" The power of the Great Chaos Sutra, someone can easily break through it, this is simply incredible.

"Hehe... I don't want to talk nonsense, anyway, I won't kill you. If you and this guy want to live, shut up. Hold your breath and don't mess with me. Once the breath in my hand bursts out, it will not divide people.

Although it was not the first time that Ling Xue had used it, the degree of danger in it was beyond her control. The golden needle is located on all the big points on the body, and as long as there is still a little bit of breath, it can be pulled back.

The spiritual power silk thread turned into gold, echoing the frost gold needle. Ling Xue's figure turned, and the seal changed rapidly: "Girl, take this opportunity to converge on your Great Chaos Sutra first, otherwise we won't be able to get out." ”