Chapter 890 The Ice Sculpture Beauty Reappears

Jing Fei walked out of the Dragon Palace with a heavy mood that could not be heavier.

The woman who was responsible for sending Jing Fei away from the imperial city was still Long Mei. She seemed to feel the heavy mood of Jing Fei that mountain. Long Mei turned her head and looked at him a few more times, but she was still so cool that she didn't say anything until she threw Jing Fei to the side of the imperial city. Then she drove back to the imperial city without looking back.

Like an ice cube,

But at this time, Jing Fei was not in the mood to pay attention to these things. His mind was full of things about the Nine-Turn Jueyin Body. Yang Wushang did tell him a way to delay, but no one had confirmed this method. It was purely Yang Wushang inferred based on his own experience. It seemed feasible, but the risk factor was too high.

Standing by the roadside of the Imperial City, Jing Fei suddenly shook his head vigorously, no longer thinking about this headache. He waited for Hong Kong and Kowloon to talk about it. If it really doesn't work, he went to the northwest to find a beautiful master. Maybe there are other solutions for his master.

Just as he was about to go to the intersection in front of the road, Jing Fei suddenly stopped and looked back at the dark imperial city behind him and couldn't help but curse. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten something about the mysterious woman who beat him up.

It was impossible to go back just after coming out. Jing Fei took out his cell phone and dialed Yang Wushang's number directly.

"There is still something. I have told you everything I know. I really can't help you." Yang Wushang's voice soon came out of the phone, looking helpless.

"It's not this for me to call you. I have another thing to ask you,"

"What's the matter?" Yang Wushang was stunned.

"I want to ask you, besides you and the junior sister who attacked me just now, does Jing Fei asks very directly. Since you have to ask, there is no need to hide it.

"What does it mean?" Yang Wushang's voice was puzzled.

"No other meaning, I just want to know if you are another master besides you two, and a master who is stronger than you," Jing Fei said, thinking of the tragic scene in Hong Kong and Kowloon again, adding: "A master who is at least much more powerful than your junior sister,"

"No," Yang Wushang said without thinking, but his voice seemed strange.

"It's really not," Jing Fei didn't believe it. This was the answer he thought about for a long time. He really couldn't think of any place to produce such a terrible master who could ravage himself at will.

"It's not that there is no one. My master lives in seclusion in the imperial city. Are you asking about her?" Yang Wushang's tone became even more strange.

"Forget it, I didn't ask anything," Jing Fei smiled bitterly. From Yang Wushang's voice, he believed that the other party had not deceived him. There was really no such person in the Dragon Palace. As for Yang Wushang's master Jing Fei gave up as soon as he had this idea. Yang Wushang's old man was in his sixties or seventies. Her master must be an old monster. The woman who ravaged him in Hong Kong and Kowloon was only in his twenties at best. She was so young that she could not have any contact. Jing Fei had previously suspected that in the Dragon Palace, there was another more terrifying junior sister in addition to the previous white woman in the Dragon Palace. But now it seems that he had misunderstood.

Could it be that the woman didn't come from the Dragon Palace at all?

Jing Fei frowned hard, and was already a little clue, but at this moment he suddenly broke the line. He really figured out where such a super pervert would appear in this world. The most important thing is that the perverted woman seemed to hate him very much. Every time she tried, she would be dead.

When Jing Fei felt chill when he thought of the terrifying woman who would appear in front of him one day in the future.

It's paralyzed. At worst, I can run away when I see her next time. Can't I beat myself to run?

Jing Fei muttered, but soon gave up this unrealistic idea again in frustration. That perverted woman can fly, she can really fly, and even if she really runs, she can't escape.

Yang Wushang didn't know what Jing Fei was thinking. When he heard him muttering here, he couldn't help asking, "What were you just saying, God will run away,"

"It's nothing, this matter has nothing to do with you. OK, it's okay, I won't disturb you anymore, I'll die," Jing Fei retracted his mind.

"Wait a minute," Yang Wushang interrupted Jing Fei's movements and said hesitantly: "You have time to go see Coco and help me take care of her."

Yang Wushang's voice was very heavy, and there was deep bitterness.

"Don't worry, I know what to do,"

Jing Fei nodded and hung up the phone. From Yang Wushang's gray hair, he knew that the relationship between the old man and the snake girl Coco must have not been handled well. Otherwise, the handsome guy in his sixties would not have turned white overnight. How exciting is this?

Just when I think of the snake girl, Jing Fei also felt a headache. If there were a few women in this world that made him discouraged, the snake girl was undoubtedly one of them. The poisonous snake in this woman made his scalp numb. Although he knew that the snake girl would not let the poisonous snake bite her, every time he saw the colorful poisonous snakes on her body, he was afraid to get close.

Forget it, let's talk about it step by step. Anyway, the old man Yang Wushang's hair has turned white. I will talk about it when I deal with the matter of Hong Kong and Kowloon.

Jing Fei sighed and speeded up

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at the same time,

At the entrance of the main hall of the Dragon Palace, Yang Wushang also looked at the dim night sky with headache and sighed deeply, as if he had grown a few years older at this moment.

Then he raised his foot and walked out of the gate of the Dragon Palace and soon stood in front of a small vermilion door. If Jing Fei had recognized it here, this was the gate to the holy place of the Dragon Palace, and the door to the Dragon Palace,

"What are you doing here again?"

As soon as Yang Wushang walked into the door, a cold sound came from the wing room on the left. At the same time, a young woman in white appeared at the door of the wing room, looking at Yang Wushang with cold eyes, without any warmth.

"I'm going to see the master," Yang Wushang showed a gentle smile on his face and continued to walk in.

"The master is in seclusion, and I don't have time to see you," the woman in white snorted coldly, and her body was swept to stop her in front of Yang Wushang.

"I have something to ask the master. It won't take long and it will come out soon," Yang Wushen frowned slightly at the woman in white blocking the road.

"If I said no, it won't work. You have disturbed the master just now. You must not go in this time. If you want to go in, you can come back in three days." The woman in white said coldly, and she didn't give in.

Yang Wushang looked helpless and looked deeply at the hall at the end. Finally, he didn't step forward. He sighed and turned around and left.

At this moment,

A sound that seemed to come from the underground suddenly came into the ears of the two of them.

"Qingqing, you retreat first and let Wushang come in."

The sound was not loud, as if it came from the underworld, everywhere, but the two of them were extremely clear in their ears.

"master,"

The masked woman blocking the road was obviously stunned when she heard this voice. She turned to look at the hall behind her, but her body was still standing there motionless.

But there was no sound coming from the hall behind me.

"Junior sister, I'm sorry, I'll apologize to you if I have time."

Yang Wushang smiled bitterly, clasped his fists at the woman in white and walked forward,

"snort,"

The woman in white snorted coldly and turned around and walked into the wing room.

Yang Wushang smiled bitterly, but he was helpless. No one knew the temperament of this young junior sister better than him. The young junior sister was an orphan. She was adopted by the master in her later years from somewhere. Because she grew up with her master for many years and had no strangers, she naturally developed a lonely and cold personality. To put it nicely, she was not as good as the world, but to put it bluntly, she was ignorant and unfamiliar with the world.

In the heart of the junior sister, there is only one master in the world, and the others are all ants, even if they are not happy with her,

Shaking his head, Yang Wushang walked directly into the hall, and then his body disappeared in the hall. If someone with fast eyes saw it, he would find that Yang Wushang's figure walked into a secret door, but his movements were too fast, almost surpassing the visual distinction of the eyes.

Almost as Yang Wushang entered, the secret door closed quietly, without making a sound from beginning to end, giving people a strange aura.

If Jing Fei was here, he would find that this secret door was the underground passage leading to the "Longtan" of the Dragon Palace holy land.

Yang Wushang was obviously very familiar with this place. After entering the secret door, he still moved quickly. In the blink of an eye, he entered the Longtan Holy Land, the basement made of ice crystals that had not melted for thousands of years.

At this time, the dragon pool was still there, and the cold air was strong. Even a strong man like Yang Wushang felt a burst of chill when he entered it. Fortunately, the inner breath in his body automatically ran to resolve the biting chill.

But this is different from the last time when Jing Fei came, there was a figure sitting cross-legged on the edge of Longtan Pond in the middle.

It was a woman covered in a white robe. Apart from the robe, there was no decoration on her body, a pair of white jade feet were faintly exposed under the robe, crystal clear, frost and snow. I don’t know if it was because of this dragon pond, but there was no trace of blood. A black hair fell to her waist, emitting a faint blue halo. There was a veil on her face. The veil was obviously not thick, but it seemed to carry some magic, which made people unable to see the true face behind her at all.

If Jing Fei was here, he would definitely see at a glance that this woman in white was nothing but someone else. She was the mysterious woman who cruelly ravaged her twice in Hong Kong and Kowloon, and even cruelly broke his bloodline and exploded his dantian.

"master,"

Yang Wushang's body appeared on the edge of the dragon pond like a ghost. He immediately bent down to protect the mysterious woman in white. His voice was even more respectful, and his whole body movements were silent, as if he was afraid that he would make a little noise that would affect the woman's cultivation.

brush,,

The woman in white sitting cross-legged slowly opened her eyes. At the same time, the veil on her face seemed to be heard by the wind when Yang Wushang came in. She fell silently, revealing a delicate impeccable, beautiful and thrilling woman's face, which was holiness but gave people an extremely cold feeling.

If Jing Fei was here at this time, he would definitely be so scared that he lay on the ground, because this woman was the ice sculpture that accidentally broke into the secret room when Jing Fei came to Longtan last time and immorally touched a sensitive part of his body.

In Jing Fei's heart, the ice sculpture was an ice sculpture, and he could touch it. No matter what, he could never have thought that the ice sculpture he had touched would be a living person. He would not have thought that this ice sculpture beauty who looked only in her twenties and even younger was Yang Wushang's master.

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