Chapter 2427

"Your master..."

Hearing Duanmu Xiaoman's words, Duanmu's grand plan was instantly rigid, and his dark eyes rolled over and gushed out tears like a tide. Geng Yan said, "are you looking for me?"

After a while, Duanmu Xiaoman slowly turned around, stared at the same old and incomparable Duanmu xiongtu, and whispered, "what do you say? Shouldn't this be what you want to tell me?"

Stunned in situ, Duanmu xiongtu's brain suddenly exploded, and I don't know whether he heard Duanmu Xiaoman clearly, with his lips slightly open.

"Xihui, why did you leave me before I went to Yutian palace?"

With that, Duanmu's glittering tears fell down. If it weren't for love, how could a generation of strong people easily cry in front of Duanmu Xiaoman.

"The surnames of Optimus and I are given to us by the master because of you. Don't you have anything to say to the master?" Duanmu Xiaoman stared at Duanmu xiongtu with a cold expression and no feeling.

In the memory of Duanmu Xiaoman, after taking himself and Duanmu Qingtian to Yutian Palace at the beginning, Duanmu xiongtu also traveled back and forth between Yutian palace and the outside world for many times in a period of time.

However, after a fierce quarrel, Duanmu xiongtu never returned to the Yutian palace. Therefore, except for the old people in the palace, almost no one knew that the last leader of the Yutian palace, Nan Xihui, also had an unknown relationship with Duanmu xiongtu, the supreme power of the holy mountain.

Since then, the gate of Yutian palace has been closed, and the peak after the earthquake has become a top secret place that no one in Yutian palace can step on.

The young Duanmu Xiaoman never saw the man who took him to Yutian palace.

When he first entered the Yu Tian palace, Duanmu Qingtian was still in his infancy. Naturally, he was not very impressed by Duanmu's ambition, but the girl was early witted, and the young Duanmu Xiaoman clearly knew that there was such a person.

He has seen his master alone in the temple countless times, which makes Duanmu Xiaoman also have a natural resistance to the little love in the world. For men, in addition to his brother, he has a natural rejection.

Until I met Su Yi, the person who had love could step on the mountain and sea, break the sword under the sea, and fight with the bloody demon dragon, which made Duanmu Xiaoman's dry desert heart moist with spring breeze, and the dried up flower of life began to unfold gloomily.

Later, when Duanmu Xiaoman met Duanmu xiongtu again, Duanmu Xiaoman didn't show anything.

Maybe the master didn't go to him, and he didn't go to Yutian palace. Each has his own difficulties.

However, Duanmu Xiaoman was angry about why he came so late. The master died when his brother Qingtian disappeared.

Duanmu xiongtu has regrets, and Duanmu Xiaoman never fails to regret this relationship.

Let Duanmu xiongtu come in. Duanmu Xiaoman, who is as cold as ice, wants Duanmu xiongtu to tell the past in person. Duanmu Xiaoman struggles for the master to prove that the master's waiting is correct.

"Of course, of course I have something to say! Do I still have a chance?"

Duanmu xiongtu wiped the tears on his cheeks, raised his eyebrows, and vaguely saw the heroic posture of that year on his haggard and wrinkled face.

"Follow me in!"

In an instant, Duanmu Xiaoman walked back and forth a few times in front of the seat, and immediately stepped on the sky, and a rippling door of frost appeared in front of him.

Shi Shi ran walked into the door of frost, and Duanmu xiongtu hurriedly raised his feet to enter. As soon as he entered, the cold breath that rushed to his face instantly shocked Duanmu xiongtu's heart, which was a real cold from the depths of his soul.

The fingerprints are condensed, and the trees are magnificent. In the vast ice crystal world, there are dreamlike bright ice mirrors everywhere.

In the middle, a magnificent rectangular ice sculpture is emitting colorful and peaceful light.

At this time, Duanmu Xiaoman has stood in front of the ice sculpture.

"Is this?"

Duanmu xiongtu opened his eyes wide and suddenly walked to the ice sculpture. He saw that the ice sculpture was in human shape. The lifelike facial features gave people a sense of vividness. The moth eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the exquisite and greasy nose all outlined the appearance of a transcendent and refined fairy.

"Xihui!" Duanmu xiongtu was surprised and said in a condensed voice.

His hands trembled constantly, and he couldn't believe that Duanmu xiongtu in his eyes stretched out his hand to touch it. Duanmu Xiaoman's eyebrows on the side flashed a cold light, which immediately poured into Duanmu xiongtu.

In the pupil of Duanmu xiongtu, the ice sculpture seemed to fade its ruthless cold shell, and frost and snow smiled, revealing the true face of the ice sculpture.

Even if you close your eyes, you can feel the beautiful face of the former palace master Nan Xihui. It's a little tacky to say that it's fragrant and beautiful. It's difficult to get rid of all the fragrance, and you sigh that it's not enough to describe it.

The crescent eyebrow slightly frowned for half an inch, which made people feel the thousands of melancholy of the peerless woman in front of them. The wrinkled red cheeks were like wodan, like missing her husband in the distance, which made people feel pity at first sight.

Looking at any man in the world, as long as he stands in front of the ice sculpture, I'm afraid he will be intoxicated by his beautiful appearance.

"Xihui, Xihui!"

Looking at the nanxihui in front of him, Duanmu xiongtu clearly knew that this was Duanmu Xiaoman's eye blocking illusion, and he didn't want to wake up.

This face, Duanmu xiongtu has dreamed about countless times in his dream, and this name, Duanmu xiongtu, has been called countless times in his dream.

Now we meet again, things are different.

Looking at her, Duanmu xiongtu choked and couldn't speak for a long time. He immediately nodded and said, "I'll come to see you. Open your eyes and look at me, Xihui?"

With a bitter sigh, Duanmu Xiaoman's eyes also fell on Nan Xihui, and then moved away, walked aside and said, "this is what the master looked like before he died! Standing in this ice and snow, Shengsheng became eternal! You can see that she was still missing you at last!"

At this time, Duanmu xiongtu had been unable to control himself, lowered his head, and his golden sharp vitality attribute was extremely restrained. He said with difficulty, "how did she die?"

"Bingluan divine power, master's thoughts are too heavy, and his cultivation of bingluan divine power has been blocked for many times. Finally, he can only pass the blood essence to me. After that, master often went to the space created by bingluan divine power in a daze, and Qingtian disappeared. Master was even more depressed, and left completely in a few years!"

"It's all my fault! Xihui is extremely talented. She has always told me to cultivate bingluan divine power, but she didn't expect to be tired by bingluan divine power!"

"So what, the master has left. Don't you want to explain something when you see the master?" Duanmu Xiaoman snorted coldly, and the moon robe shook lightly and stepped forward.

With a bitter sigh, Duanmu xiongtu shook his head, his index finger gently wiped between his eyes, and the real nanxihui in front of him turned into an ice sculpture again.

"To control the heavenly palace, I just want to be depressed. Today I will tell you everything!"