"Really?" Mi Yuying blinked her big eyes and held back her tears.

Mi Qingxue nodded and said, "Of course it's true. Don't you trust your aunt? Besides, if you haven't found him yet, your aunt will not die..."

"Hehe, aunt, your piano sound is a little uneasy today. Did you have any news about him?" Mi Yuying shook off her tears, her face looked a little better, and her expression was more excited.

Mi Qingxue was very calm, and she whispered: "No, it's just that we're about to meet."

"Feel?"

"Yes, the saint's feeling is very vivid. This is a call from the soul. He may be in the Zishui Lake area." Mi Qingxue said.

"Then aunt, why don't you go and find your uncle?" Mi Yuying said excitedly, "Why do I go and find it for you?"

Mi Qingxue shook her head and smiled, "No need, the fate is here, we will naturally meet each other, and he is not your uncle, he is just a love species..."

"You two have deep roots in love, of course, I am my uncle." Mi Yuying recovered from her previous sadness and said with a happy face. "I think it's pretty beautiful. There's such a thing in the world. I've been waiting for him since the day you were born. How romantic it is. Auntie, you are so beautiful, and you are a female saint. I don't know what luck he has left."

"Yuying, don't say that..." Mi Qingxue said.

"Okay, auntie, I'll listen to you, don't say bad things about my uncle." Mi Yuying said with a look of longing, "I'm thinking about what this uncle looks like now, what kind of love is worthy of your auntie. If you plant it deeply in him for so long, will he also be a saint?"

Mi Qingxue sighed, "I don't know, maybe he doesn't know that there is someone like me. Everything depends on fate. The so-called love is just some imagination and guess. After all, after so many years, some things are too lingering. Perhaps our Mi family's ancestors made a mistake, and there is no such thing as love in the world."

"Auntie, don't be discouraged. Since you sensed him, he should be nearby. You will be reunited soon. I'll wait to drink your wedding wine at that time." Mi Yuying said with her big eyes blinking.

"Everything goes with the flow..."

Mi Qingxue sighed helplessly. This matter was actually her knot in her heart.

Two thousand years ago, Bing Sheng rescued the young woman from the snowy mountain from the mouth of a snow wolf and brought her back to Zishui Lake.

After more than thirty years of practice, Mi Qingxue had entered the realm of a sect king in that era when spiritual energy was extremely scarce. Her talent can be said to be rare in the cold realm for thousands of years.

That is, the day she became the king of the sect, there would always be a back in her Taoist Dharma, the back of a man who was a little thin but extremely majestic, becoming her natal talisman and appearing in her Taoist Dharma.

Bing Sheng told her that it was her love species. She would only fall in love with this man in this life, and the root of love was planted in this man.

If this man did not appear or had already died, then she was destined to be lonely for the rest of her life.

Mi Qingxue didn't believe it at that time, she didn't believe that there would be such things in the world, but as time passed, she felt that at some point in her life, the mark of this man had been deeply imprinted.

Her first talisman, her first natal holy weapon, and the first secret method she created are all related to the man's back, and are all realized from the man's back.

Until the day she became the quasi-saint, she seemed to understand that this man who had been appearing in her life might really be her love.

In this life, I am destined to be unable to separate from him. If I really can't find him, or if he is already dead, I am destined to be lonely for the rest of my life without anyone to accompany me.

Although she became famous at a young age and as a disciple of the Ice Saint, Mi Qingxue never looked down on other men, and even saw them, she felt a sense of disgust from the bottom of her heart.

After a thousand years of practice, that is, a thousand years ago, Mi Qingxue broke through the rules of heaven, crossed that hurdle, and became a female saint, famous in the Hanyu.

That year, the Ice Saint entered the Purple Ice Abyss again, and it took nearly a thousand years to go there. It was not until a few years ago that he appeared again. He met Mi Qingxue and was farewell forever. He only gave her a map to the Ice Abyss.

After two thousand years of waiting, she became a saint a thousand years ago. After becoming a saint, she founded the Milan Auction House and then traveled to the Nine Days and Ten Domains.

A thousand years ago, she was a saint at that time, and she was definitely the peak of this Great Six, and she could go to any domain.

However, after nearly a thousand years of searching, she still couldn't find the love-like him. This was also something she was worried about. However, after returning to the cold realm this time, she felt a vague sense of excitement and expectation. That he might appear.

...

It has only been three short days since the trip to the Ice Abyss. Zishui Lake has been very lively these days. Ye Chu wandered around the streets, as if many hidden powerful men appeared, and they were all born one after another.

Obviously, the things deep in the ice abyss are extremely charming for these cold-sex monks. Many older generations have come out again to seek a glimmer of hope.

In the city by Zishui Lake, monks gathered together to discuss the matter of Bingyuan. A large number of people were communicating with maps. Now the map is basically a copy.

Obviously, Mi Qingxue and Mi Yuying have attracted enough cannon fodder this time, and the number may be as much as they imagined.

It’s a pity that Mi Yuying didn’t have the chance to see her. She was sent away by Mi Qingxue in person a few days ago. Now she is probably on her way to the Qingyu Wuxin Peak.

And even if she could go to Wuxin Peak, she would probably not see the old madman. There was no one on Wuxin Peak now, and Ye Chu strengthened several magic arrays there.

"This Zishui Lake is amazing. The female dragon horse is so proud. Why are there so many strong people? The top-grade sect kings have seen hundreds of them now..."

At noon that day, Ye Chu and the White Wolf Horse were wandering on the street. Before they could walk out, the White Wolf Horse became much more honest and didn't shout loudly here.

Ye Chu also chuckled and said, "You know you're scared, so you have to be more low-key and pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger..."

"Hmph, what's so scary about this? My bloodline is reviving now, and will you still be afraid of them?" The White Wolf Horse hummed arrogantly.

"Oh? Your bloodline is about to recover?" Ye Chu didn't know that.

The white wolf horse turned into a human form at this time, and it was a young man with beautiful eyes. He grinned and said, "Brother, you are too busy these days, and I haven't told you that I have some problems with my blood revival recently."

"What's the situation? Tell me..." Ye Chu looked around and chatted with the White Wolf Horse.
Chapter completed!