2390: C2390 Hell's Fire

C2390 Hell's Fire

Two flying swords flew over from the southwest direction of Great Snow Mountain.

Other than Mo Xuantian and Luo Wuxin of Mount Shu Sword Sect, there was no one else who could come at this time.

After all, after the Sky Ruins Hall in the back mountain of Shu Mountain was destroyed, Mo Xuantian, as the sect master, was also at a loss for what to do. He did not know what to do.

Luo Wuxin took this opportunity to speak to Master again. He wanted to invite the two experts on top of the snow mountain to the Mount Shu Sword Sect to treat his Martial Uncle.

Originally, Mo Xuantian, the leader of the Mount Shu Sword Sect, was still hesitant about this matter.

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

That was to bring his severely injured junior sister to the Great Snow Mountain personally.

This way, not only would he be able to give his junior sister the last chance of survival, but he would also not worry about inviting a wolf into the house and destroying the thousand year foundation of the Mount Shu Sword Sect.

This was also the last arrangement that Mo Xuantian, the leader of the Mount Shu Sword Sect, could make for the entire Mount Shu.

The snow was white. In the sky above the sun, two figures steadily descended from the flying swords.

"Master, this is the place!"

Luo Wuxin's voice rang out once again in the Great Snow Mountain.

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

Not long after, Luo Wuxin and the Sect Master of Mount Shu Sword Sect, Mo Xuantian, who was carrying a beautiful "girl," arrived in front of Ye Qian and Nangong Miaomiao.

"Seniors, how have you been?"

With the white light on the snowy mountain, Luo Wuxin bowed to Ye Qian and Nangong Miaomiao.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled. At the same time, they raised their heads.

At this moment, the copper pot at their table had stopped boiling. Not far away from them, the two snow mountain monsters had been dismembered into pieces and hidden in the snow.

Looking at this young man and woman who did not have any aura of cultivation, Mo Xuantian, the leader of the Mount Shu Sword Sect, also frowned slightly.

After all, his eldest disciple, Luo Wuxin, had praised the two of them to the point that there was nothing in the world. However, when he saw them with his own eyes, Mo Xuantian felt that something was wrong.

First of all, it was the age of Ye Qian and Nangong Miaomiao.

Looking at their appearances, Although their appearances could be said to be unparalleled in the present world, in the world of cultivators, good looks could not be eaten as food.

Two, one. Ye Qian and Nangong Miaomiao did not have the slightest energy fluctuation from their bodies. They looked like two ordinary people.

What puzzled Mo Xuantian was that in this pure Great Snow Mountain, the temperature was a few degrees below zero. If they were really just two ordinary people, not to mention surviving here, even if they wanted to climb the mountain, it would be impossible.

The doubt and confusion in Mo Xuantian's eyes were naturally seen by Ye Qian and Nangong Miaomiao.

However, the two of them didn't explain too much about this. 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 Shu Mountain did not go too smoothly."

Hearing Ye Qian's words, Luo Wuxin's expression became slightly awkward.

"Senior is right."

"Although the blood essence of the two snow mountain monsters senior gifted me was used as a catalyst, my injuries still haven't gotten any better."

"Therefore, I have no choice but to pay a visit to the snow mountain again. I hope senior can give me some pointers."

As he spoke, Luo Wuxin slowly turned her body and made way for Mo Xuantian, who was standing beside her, and introduced him to Ye Qian and Nangong Miaomiao.

"Seniors, this is my master and also the sect master of our Mount Shu Sword Sect, Mo Xuantian and Master Mo."

At this moment, Mo Xuantian was hugging the wounded "beautiful girl" and did not even bow to Ye Qian and Nangong Miaomiao. He only nodded at the two of them. "I am Mo Xuantian. Greetings, fellow Daoists. May I know which immortal mountain you two are from?"

In the cultivation world, it wasn't strange for him to ask about his master.

After all, Mo Xuantian was going to hand over the safety of his Junior Sister to the other party. If he wasn't even clear about the other party's background, then this joke would be huge.

Ye Qian naturally understood Mo Xuantian's current feelings.

He didn't say much. Ye Qian only said to Mo Xuantian in a flat tone, "Linhai, Ye Qian."

It was just these four words, but it shocked Mo Xuantian and his disciple for a long time.

Unconsciously, Mo Xuantian's forehead began to emit cold air. Even Luo Wuxin's lips curled into a bitter smile as a chill ran down his spine.

Among all the cultivators in the east and even the entire mortal world, there were probably very few people who didn't know the meaning of the words' Ye Qian of Linhai '.

It could be said that Ye Qian's name was unique in the entire cultivation world.

"You, you are the legendary Eastern Demon God of the east?"

After an unknown period of time, Mo Xuantian finally stammered.

Clearly, Mo Xuantian was both excited and afraid of the identity of this young man in front of him.

After all, according to the rumors, not only was Eastern Demon God's cultivation base powerful and abnormal, he was also temperamental and murderous.

Even Mo Xuantian didn't know whether it was his luck or his misfortune to encounter such a legendary existence.

At this moment, Ye Qian had a panoramic view of Mo Xuantian's complicated emotions.

The corner of his mouth rose. After a slight smile, Ye Qian spoke again, "Sect Master Mo, you seem to be very nervous."

"I, I..."

Mo Xuantian subconsciously hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

"Sect Master Mo, we are just strangers on this snowy mountain. As long as your Mount Shu Sword Sect doesn't have any hostility towards me, the devil, I naturally won't threaten you. Sect Leader Mo, you can rest assured on this point. "

After saying that, Ye Qian moved. The golden lotuses under his feet leisurely walked towards Mo Xuantian.

After waiting for Ye Qian to appear in front of him, Mo Xuantian still hadn't regained his senses.

Perhaps he was really frightened by Ye Qian's name, Devil God. Or perhaps, he was just in a trance and didn't have time to react.

At this moment, Ye Qian, who was standing in front of Mo Xuantian, did not pay much attention to the expression of the leader of the Mount Shu Sword Sect. Because at this moment, his eyes were fixed on the beauty in Mo Xuantian's arms.

After a while, Ye Qian's sword-shaped eyebrows jumped slightly. His voice was cold as he asked Mo Xuantian, "Is this the Heavenly Fire of Hell?"

"She has been to Far North Land?"

When Ye Qian asked this question, even Nangong Miaomiao, who was sitting in her seat with a casual expression, started to frown.

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