1519: C1519 No One to Rely on

C1519 No One to Rely on

The Eight Tailed Snow Spirit Fox was an elusive existence in the extreme north of the ice mountain. Even Huan Yang didn't think that the thing she was looking for would be the Eight Tailed Snow Spirit Fox.

"Haha, that's it. I didn't expect it to be an Eight Tailed Snow Spirit Fox." Huan Yang looked at the eight tailed Snow Spirit Fox trapped in the Beast Trapping Array and laughed.

The Eight Tailed Snow Spirit Fox stared at Qin Yun with a pitiful expression. It made Qin Yun feel that its gaze was very familiar. In his mind, he suddenly recalled the image of Little Yao who had escaped back in the extreme north ice plains.

"You're Little Yao?" Qin Yun said as he looked at the Eight Tailed Snow Spirit Fox in the Beast Trapping Formation.

The Eight Tailed Snow Spirit Fox nodded repeatedly when it heard Qin Yun's words.

Huan Yang saw that Qin Yun seemed to know the Eight-tailed Snow Spirit Fox. Furthermore, she had heard that there was the help of an Eight-tailed Snow Spirit Fox when she was searching for the Mythical Soul Snow Spirit King.

As a result, the Spiritual Light in his hand flashed. The dozen or so stones that were flashing with Spiritual Light immediately dimmed down, and the surrounding layer of light yellow Spirit Formation immediately disappeared.

Following the disappearance of the barrier, the spirit light on the Eight-tailed Snow Spirit Fox flashed and turned into a young girl with bright eyebrows and white teeth who was dressed in a white tight suit. This girl was Little Yao, whom they had met once in the Northern Frozen Plains.

"Greetings, Emperor Zhan Long. Greetings, senior." Little Yao greeted Qin Yun and Huan Yang respectfully.

"Why are you here?" Qin Yun asked Little Yao.

"I... My Master is dead. " Little Yao lowered her head and said in a tearful voice.

Qin Yun frowned. Although the battle from two hundred years ago had been tragic, it seemed like the old woman had fled as well. As for why she had died, it was unknown.

Without waiting for Qin Yun's reply, Huan Yang said with a smile, "If I'm not wrong, you should be a member of the Devil God Palace. Why did your master come to the Divine Dragon Mountain instead of going to the Devil God Palace after death?"

"Yes, it was my master who told me to come. She said that only Emperor Zhan Long can protect me." Little Yao lowered her head and whispered.

Huan Yang continued to laugh: "Your master is really interesting, sending Emperor Zhan Long to protect a Devil God Hall …"

However, before he could finish speaking, Qin Yun said to him with a voice transmission, "Let's not talk anymore. There might be something that's difficult to say here."

As for Huan Yang, when she heard Qin Yun's voice transmission, she swallowed the words that were just about to leave her mouth.

"I remember that your master is a famous person by the side of Chi Sha. Furthermore, he successfully escaped from the danger in the last war. How did he die?" Qin Yun said to Little Yao.

Upon being questioned by Qin Yun, Little Yao could no longer suppress her emotions. She squatted on the ground and began crying. "It's my fault. I killed Master. I killed Master …"

Seeing Little Yao squatting there crying her heart out, Qin Yun and Huan Yang looked at each other. They might be able to kill strong enemies, but there was nothing they could do.

After a long while, Little Yao gradually stopped crying and told the whole story.

He did not know why Qin Yun had appeared for no reason at all. Furthermore, it was as though Qin Yun had long been prepared as though he had detected his whereabouts. Therefore, the Crimson Palm Sect's Demon Lord brought these questions to Little Yao and her master.

Naturally, the old woman didn't dare to speak of the truth. If the Demon Lord blamed her, it would undoubtedly bring about a fatal disaster.

The Demon Lord couldn't get much out of the old woman, so he started attacking her.

Little Yao did not say anything in the beginning. However, she could not resist the Crimson Wyrm Devil Lord's Soul Search and told him in detail about the matter of meeting Qin Yun and Lang Jingfeng.

In his fury, the Scarlet Shura Demon Lord directly attacked the old woman.

The old woman knew that she was no match for the Demon Lord, so she sent Little Yao away with her life on the line. Before she left, she told her that she would go to Dragon's Sacred Mountain to find Qin Yun.

However, Qin Yunlong was the master of the Divine Mountain and the Dragon God Mountain was tightly guarded. Adding her low Cultivation, it was impossible for her to get close to the Dragon God Hall, so she could only stay inside the Dragon God Mountain Range.

Fortunately, this place was much safer than the northern ice plains. Thus, she started to cultivate here until today.

Qin Yun frowned. He had personally witnessed the emotions his master had towards him, so he naturally could not ignore the fact that he had no one to rely on.

"How about this, you stay in the Dragon God Mountain in the future." Qin Yun said to Little Yao.1

"Really? Thank you, Emperor Zhan Long. " Little Yao excitedly asked.

At this moment, Huan Yang frowned and said to Qin Yun with a voice transmission, "It might not be a good idea to agree to it like this."

"What is it? Is there a problem? " Qin Yun looked at Fantasy Yang and said with a voice transmission.

"In the two hundred years since the Terminator God Sword heavily injured the Scarlet Shura Demon Sovereign, the Devil God Hall had never been so quiet before. They were definitely accumulating their power, and her words alone could not explain anything." Huan Yang said.

At this time, Ao Yan's voice sounded in her mind, "Master, Huan Yang is right. As a major power of the Heaven Realm, the Dragon God Mountain controls quite a few movements of the Heaven Realm. It's better to be cautious."

When Qin Yun heard the duo's words, he nodded to himself. It was always good to be careful when he did not know the truth. However, since Little Yao was so pitiful, he could not just refuse her. After all, she had helped him before.

"Haha, little girl, I think your innate ability is pretty good. Why don't you come with me?" Huan Yang said to Little Yao.

Little Yao looked at Huan Yang, her eyes revealing a trace of vigilance. "I don't know you, why would I follow you?"

"I heard that you even know bone techniques, right?" Huan Yang said to Little Yao.

"Yes." For a moment, Little Yao nodded her head.

"Then what do you think about my move?" Huan Yang gave a faint smile as his face began to twist slowly. In an instant, it had transformed into Qin Yun's.

"You … How can you draw the Bone Art too? " Little Yao stared at Huan Yang with wide eyes, her eyes filled with disbelief, as she muttered, "No, Master said that the Bone Drawing Arts can only be practiced by women, how could you?"

Qin Yun was also secretly alarmed. He never expected that Huan Yang would have such an ability. Although it was only an illusion technique and could not compare to the bone drawing technique, it was impossible to tell unless the Cultivation was exceptionally strong.

"Haha, how about you have the interest to learn from me, or to compare notes? Not only that, I can also teach you how to cast a formation." Huan Yang smiled at Little Yao.

"This …" Little Yao fell into a dilemma as she cast her gaze at Qin Yun.

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