Chapter 1260

At this moment, Lin Qian remained calm and didn't say anything, just like a drizzle of soul consciousness, he moved towards the woman next to Han Yuanjie, the patriarch of the cold soil tribe, trying to find out her situation.

Lin Qian had an intuition that there must be something wrong with this woman.

If this woman's identity in Han Yuanjie had been with her for a little longer, he would feel a little believable.

But now it seems that the time is still too short.

This matter may be related to important matters, so Lin Qian couldn't help but be careless.

When the two sides approached, Han Yuanjie also saw the appearance of the metal cloud boat clearly, and was amazed.

When looking at the other party, he couldn't help laughing: "Yan Yifei, you are really not kind enough, you let me come here alone, but you brought so many people?"

"Also, where did you get this cloud boat? It's also quite majestic. It's just a cloud boat made of all metal, can it fly, and will it consume too much soul energy?"

As soon as it came up, Han Yuanjie couldn't help but tease, obviously, he and Yan Yifei had a very good relationship.

When Yan Yifei saw the woman next to Han Yuanjie, his face was solemn, and he didn't intend to joke with her: "What did you do, didn't you let you come alone, don't you want to disturb others?"

Seeing Yan Yifei's dignified expression, Han Yuanjie froze for a moment. At this moment, he found that the other party seemed to value this meeting very much.

Among them, is there something hidden?

Immediately afterwards, Han Yuanjie's pupils shrank because he found an unusual person beside him.

That person was Wei Ziliang!

He actually came to Beixuantian, and came with Yan Yifei?

Wei Ziliang, in the eyes of other people during these nine days, he was just a sudden rise of a strong human race, with outstanding combat prowess, who earned the name of God Wei.

But they knew deeply that this Wei Ziliang was that master's servant, a half-disciple.

His appearance made Han Yuanjie understand that this trip might not be that simple. He felt a little regretful and brought his wife here.

but,

He also found that standing in front of Wei Ziliang was a young human being, which made people very astonished.

It's just that when he took a closer look, his whole body felt cold, his legs gave way and he almost couldn't stand still.

"Master?" Under the suspicion in his heart, he came back to his senses the next moment. Although the appearance of this young man was very similar to that of Emperor Lin, there were still some differences.

Compared to Lin Di, this young man seems to be more attractive.

Han Yuanjie has already realized that this matter is really not that simple.

"He's fine." The next moment, Lin Qian suddenly opened his mouth. He had already discovered that there was nothing wrong with Han Yuanjie.

"This is Master Ren Zu's only grandson, do you understand?" After Lin Qian's voice appeared in his mind, Yan Yifei hurriedly transmitted his soul consciousness to Han Yuanjie, a little bit blamed, "I told you not to bring someone here, you Why don't you stop, if you offend the young master, it depends on how you end up."

At this moment, Han Yuanjie was about to cry, but who would have imagined that at this moment, he actually saw Ren Zu's grandson, the son of Young Master Lin Di who came here?

"You bastard, just tell me clearly whether it's okay or not, and you're still hiding it." Regarding this, Han Yuanjie said angrily.

"Hmph, do you know that I was not the one who made an appointment with you some time ago?" Regarding this, Yan Yifei briefly described the previous incident.

After these words, Han Yuanjie broke into a cold sweat in shock, but his expression was unmoved, thoughtful.

After getting close, meeting each other, in front of Han Yuanjie, was Lin Qian's honor.

However, when he got close, Han Yuanjie also discovered that Lin Qian standing in front of him was not the deity, but a clone of soul energy.

It's just that this soul energy avatar, in addition to having the characteristics of a realm above the Dao enlightenment state, also has a hazy golden light, which is very strange.

"Presumably, you should know my identity." At this time, Lin Qian also looked at Han Yuanjie's position and said.

On the other side, Han Yuanjie also bowed respectfully to Lin Qian: "Young master, I already know that if there is a dispatch, the Hantu tribe will do as they please."

Hearing Han Yuanjie's words and seeing his attitude, Lin Qian also nodded in satisfaction: "That's right, then bring the Cold Land Seal."

At this moment, the Yanjin Seal is already in Lin Qian's hands, and he really wants to see what the Cold Land Seal and the Yanjin Seal are for here. Take these two marks in your hand.

Lin Qian asked, and Han Yuanjie naturally obeyed, not daring to resist, and took out the cold earth seal from the cave-heaven Horcrux on his body, which symbolized the great seal of the leader of their clan.

The Yanjin Seal is a large golden and crimson entangled seal with a burning flame on it.

As for the cold earth seal in front of him, it is blue and light yellow intertwined, presenting the posture of the earth.

Just as Lin Qian reached out to take the cold earth seal, a hand suddenly flashed deep inside, snatched the cold earth seal away, and held it in his hand.

The person who made the move was none other than the woman who had been standing honestly by Han Yuanjie's side, his wife.

It's just that the madam's eyes were bright at this moment. After taking away the cold soil seal, the soul energy in her body exploded, and suddenly there was an extra hook in her hand, which directly pierced into Han Yuanjie's heart.

"Don't act rashly, his life is in my hands now." The originally gentle and elegant woman had a stern look on her face, as if she had a winning ticket in her hands, "This soul hook, with a single thought, his soul will fly away. The dead cannot die again."

"If you want him to live, bring the Yanjin Seal."

Looking at the behavior of the woman in front of them, there was no surprise on the expressions of Lin Qian and the other three.

Especially Yan Yifei and Wei Ziliang, with such expressions as expected.

"That's really the case, young master, you really have sharp eyes." Yan Yifei, who was on the side, admired.

Lin Qian laughed twice, and said, "Smart eyes like torches? Speaking of which, your old friend is much better than me."

When Lin Qian's words fell, Han Yuanjie, who was held hostage by the woman, suddenly collapsed into a wisp of soul energy, which floated into the air.

"People from the Nether tribe, let's see what you have in your hand." Seeing the stunned woman, Lin Qian said with a smile.

The woman was startled, looked down, and found that there was a cold soil mark in the palm, it was clearly a lump of cold wood.

"Don't move!" At the next moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind her, and a hand clasped her throat.

"Tell me, what is the purpose of lurking by my side for so long?"