Chapter 1235 (1/2)

Mu xiaxue is huddled in a group of people. Her face is complicated and her fingers are trembling. She vaguely feels that things should not be like this, but she can't say what's different.

As if the trajectory of life had deviated, but she could not stop it.

I looked up at the sky above my head. It was overcast. There were layers of black clouds on my head. The air was so heavy that I could hardly breathe.

Liu Changqing has been kneeling in front of the palace for a day and a night. Liu Fengliu never came out and Su Kui did not move. He was in a panic. He was afraid that something would happen to sukui. He would live in poverty.

He was seriously injured. The season of Seven Star hall changed with Liu Fengliu's mood. At the beginning, he was also curious and surprised by such changes. At the same time, he could easily guess Liu Fengliu's mood.

Of course, when there is sunflower, Liu Fengliu's mood, every day, is the beginning of spring.

And yesterday came back, it became a cold winter, overnight, all cherry trees are withered, lost the breath of life. The sky is foggy, and the snowflakes are like falling down. Under him, they have accumulated a pile. His body, almost frozen into an ice sculpture.

Suddenly heard the voice outside, Liu Changqing spirit of a shock, and then began to grip a pair of fists.

What happened?

How dare these people disturb the elder's purity?!

As soon as I was back to my mind, I saw a long frost white hair, a long sleeved robe, a jade like body, and a man who was like an immortal, slowly stepped out of the hall, stood at the door of the hall with his hands in his hands, and looked out of the hall of seven stars.

Outside the array, almost all the disciples of the supreme sect gathered.

He picked up his thin lips and slowly raised a faint smile. That smile, no temperature, people see, then feel frightened.