Awakening a thousand-year-old memory: the silver-haired imperial concubine

Chapter 227 The Secret of the Parchment (33)

Except for Yinyue and Xiaobai, Qi Yun couldn't tell which of those figures was real and which was fake?

By the time Ning Feng withdrew his sword, it was already two hours later.

Seeing him put away his sword, Yinyue walked over, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Ning Feng looked at her happily, "Yue, I feel like I'm about to advance!"

Yinyue smiled and said: "Congratulations on getting a treasure, let's get out of here quickly?"

Ning Feng nodded, "Well! Let's go."

After speaking, he dragged Yinyue to go out, and when several people came out of the secret passage, it was already night outside.

Several people got into the carriage, Xiaobai waved his wings and rushed to the last location.

In the magic palace, Zi Qi sat at the head and looked at dozens of men in black.

At this time, the leading man in black was reporting the news that he had inquired over the past few days.

"Master, after our investigation, we found that Qi Yun and the others went to six places, and we noticed that the places they went to coincided with the pattern of the Big Dipper."

Zi Qi raised his eyebrows, "Oh, that means they still haven't been to one place?"

"Yes, after investigation, we found that the most suitable location for the seventh place is "Ice and Snow Mountain"

A wicked smile appeared on the corner of Zi Qi's mouth, "Bring all the people and horses, and go to the ice and snow mountain with this princess."

"Yes!"

Under the night, on the ice and snow mountain, on the mountainside, the large snowflakes are flying in the air, like the jade leaves and silver flowers scattered by the goddess, so crystal clear and beautiful.

The peak that has been covered with snow for many years and pierced into the sky seems to be hidden.

The whole mountain and the whole forest are covered in snow, showing silvery white in the night.

A silver-haired man stood halfway up the snow-capped mountain. He was a snow demon who had been transformed from the snow lotus on the snow-capped mountain for thousands of years.

He looked at the ice cave not far ahead, and remembered what those seven people told him back then.

Thousands of years ago, he was still a snow lotus blooming on this snow mountain.

It was only because those seven people wanted to find someone to guard the ice cave in front of them that they lost some immortal energy to him.

Since then, he has devoted himself to cultivating. Now, has it come to the time that those seven people said?
He was meditating quietly, when suddenly some dark shadows appeared in front of him.

Because against the background of white snow at night, those black shadows became more obvious.

(End of this chapter)