Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1968

Thinking that she would really go to Bingjiling to reflect on her mistakes starting tomorrow, Han Ling'er's pretty face was immediately covered with frost.

The more she thought about it, the more unhappy she became. She insisted on finding some balance, so she looked up at Mo Xian and said, "What happened between you and the guy holding the ghost sword?"

"Uh, I bumped into them by accident, and then they chased and killed me. Didn't you see it all!" Mo Xian was startled, feeling a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

He always felt that Han Ling'er was here to trouble him.

"It's that simple?" Han Ling'er said suspiciously, "Just now, I seem to have heard that guy call you a prostitute, what does this title mean?"

"Little sister, you will be punished yourself, so you don't have to find balance on me!" Mo Xian glanced at Yin Qiantong with a guilty conscience, and said helplessly.

"What are you afraid of? If you really get rid of her, she will be the hero of our Beihuang Temple. I will definitely report to the sect and give you a generous reward." Han Linger continued, and glanced at Yin Qiantong from time to time, obviously It was trying to provoke the relationship between Mo Xian and Yin Qiantong.

"It's done..."

Hearing this, everyone couldn't laugh or cry, the more Han Ling'er talked, the more she got lost, she didn't look like a lady.

Yin Qiantong looked at Mo Xian with a half-smile, although he didn't say anything, it still gave Mo Xian a headache.

"No need, I didn't do anything!" Mo Xian said with a dry smile, but the black-robed girl's cry of obscenity really made any of his explanations seem pale.

"Cut, if you have the guts to do it, but don't have the guts to admit it, she is also a beautiful woman, and you won't suffer." Han Ling'er rolled her eyes, took Yin Qiantong's hand and said, "You must not blame him, after all, he did it for you." Our Beihuang Palace has won glory, but it is the heir of Guitianjian, and its status is no worse than the suzerain of Guitianmen."

Although Han Ling'er said so, Mo Xian could see it. Her hidden words were clearly: "Quickly blame him, quickly blame him, this kid is not a good guy, hurry up and put distance from him."

"Qiantong, you have to trust me!" Mo Xian said dumbfounded.

Yin Qiantong smiled faintly, looking a little noncommittal.

Han Ling'er at the side suddenly had a conspiracy-successful smile on his face, and his mood immediately improved a lot.

"You have to be careful little senior sister, she's very narrow-minded." Wang Mang moved to Mo Xian's side and said in a low voice.

Mo Xian didn't have any idea about this guy who pretended to be dead and lied to him. Hearing the other party's reminder, he was slightly taken aback: "I'm a victim, no matter how small she is, she can't blame me."

"Hey, maybe it's because of something else, we can't figure out what the little senior sister thinks." Wang Mang said with a silly smile.

"Other things?" Mo Xian was taken aback. He always felt that Han Ling'er's attitude towards Yin Qiantong was a little strange, but he couldn't say what was so strange.

Because too much time was wasted, it was too late to rush to the Northern Wilderness Hall.

So the group found the nearest outpost of the Northern Wilderness Temple and planned to set off again the next day.

The ice field at night is different from the outside world. It is relatively brighter. If you are new here, you may not be used to it.

Because of the sudden situation during the day, the entire outpost seemed extremely tense, and most of the people had gone out to patrol, which was quite empty.

Mo Xian sat cross-legged on a huge ice platform, slowly adjusting his breath, but it was difficult to calm down for a while, after all, tomorrow, he will enter the Northern Wilderness Hall, one of the five hidden sects in the mainland.

This is probably the dream of any martial artist, and he will inevitably be a little excited because of it.

Compared to him, Yin Qiantong on the side seemed much calmer. For a practitioner who had always been quiet, the seemingly ordinary sword lay flat on her lap and could be drawn out at any time.

What made Mo Xian a little helpless was that Han Ling'er insisted on sitting between him and Yin Qiantong, which was quite weird.

Recalling what happened during the day, he still had a feeling of unreality. He had just come to Beihuang Palace to report, but he still bumped into people from Guitianmen.

Moreover, one wave was disguised by people from Beihuang Temple, while the other wave was actually from Guitianmen.

Thinking of this, Mo Xian subconsciously glanced at Han Ling'er, who seemed to have sensed something, opened his eyes and gave Mo Xian a provocative look.

At this moment, the entire huge ice field suddenly shook violently, followed by dozens of strange beams of light shooting into the sky.

Although the distance was far away, Mo Xian could still see some strange and mysterious runes in these beams of light.

At the same time, strange fluctuations spread from all directions.

"what happened!"

Everyone in the outpost stood up at this moment, looking at the huge beams of light in all directions with shock on their faces.

It was night now, and these beams of light were incomparably clear, and quite spectacular, it was simply shocking.

It is not difficult to find that these beams of light surround the Beihuang Temple, and they are faintly arranged in a strange figure.

But this graphic is not complete, as if a certain key is missing.

Suddenly, Mo Xian's heart skipped a beat, as if he had thought of something.

The place where this graphic is missing is the place where the black-robed girl performed the mysterious ceremony before.

If the mysterious ceremony is completed, this figure will be a whole. No one knows what will happen, but it is certain that it will definitely bring a fatal blow to the Beihuang Temple.

"It seems that I have done something extraordinary unintentionally." Mo Xian muttered to himself for a while, and by accident, he seemed to have destroyed the overall situation carefully arranged by Guitianmen.

He can be sure that he will definitely become a thorn in the side of Guitianmen in the future.

"Cut, don't be so pretty, if it wasn't for me, you would have a chance to meet someone who kneels and licks us, and you could even be a prostitute." Han Ling'er on the side spat softly, and began to deliberately run on Mo Xian again.

Hearing this, Mo Xian suddenly felt that one head and two were big, so he decided it was better not to speak.

Gradually, those huge beams of light slowly disappeared, and the surrounding gradually returned to normal.

Obviously, Beihuang Temple has completely pulled out the things that Guitianmen secretly arranged around, and the efficiency is considered fast.

Mo Xian did the math, and there are 98 beams of light in total, including the unfinished ones, there are 99 beams in total.

Guitianmen is indeed capable of arranging such a large situation under the nose of Beihuang Temple.

"13 years, 13 years of hard work, it seems that the last step is left, and it was destroyed. Someone must be responsible for this matter."

Somewhere in the ice field, Guixier looked at the disappearing beams of light with a gloomy face, and an astonishing murderous intent emanated from his body.

Guitianmen has worked hard in secret for 13 years, and has spent an unknown amount of painstaking efforts. Now he watched all this fall short, and his heart was as angry as a volcano erupting.

He originally had a little luck that the Northern Wilderness Palace would not find those 98 nodes, so there was still a turning point.

He had known for a long time that this was simply an extravagant wish, but when he saw it happen with his own eyes, he still couldn't accept it.

"Damn..."

Thinking of all this just because of a certain young man, his anger exploded in an instant, and infinite energy spread from his body, instantly shaking the ice field within a hundred miles into a mess.

(End of this chapter)