Chapter 2268 Catching Big Fish in the Snow

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Above the ancient Taoist martial arts, is there still a realm?

If so, what is the realm?

Why did Shangguan Wan'er almost succeed but fall short in the end?

Who is the mysterious swordsman who suddenly appeared and rescued Shangguan Wan'er?

Countless mysteries are still shrouded in Ye Hong's mind.

......

The snow that the people of Kyoto thought would stop soon, was getting bigger and bigger.

From small snowflakes, it gradually escalated to goose feather snow.

The entire Kyoto was covered with a layer of silver frost.

By the time it got dark, the thick snow had brought great inconvenience to the traffic in Kyoto.

The increasingly cold weather has also made countless people in Kyoto choose to stay at home.

But Ye Hong left Yongguo Pavilion under such circumstances, holding a black cloth umbrella, and walked into the snowstorm alone.

"It's time to recycle the bait that was released.

It depends on what kind of big fish you catch this time. "

Ye Hong muttered to himself, but his feet kept on walking towards Shengyang District.

......

Ye Hong, once again came to the Ximen family.

The door that he kicked flying yesterday has now been reinstalled.

The two members of the family guard, rubbing their hands, breathing heavily, stood under the gate shivering.

Seeing someone approaching, the two family guards who had just experienced the disaster for a long time suddenly trembled with fear, and shouted nervously: "Come on, stop!"

Ye Hong raised the black cloth umbrella slightly, revealing his face.

The two were stunned for a moment, and then greeted with a very respectful expression: "I have seen Advisor Ye!"

Ye Hong nodded slightly, raised his feet and walked towards the family.

"Consultant Ye, are you here to find the master?

need or not......"

"unnecessary."

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Hong interrupted him directly.

The two looked at Ye Hong's back as he walked into the family with a little stunned.

For some reason, they always felt that the surrounding temperature was getting colder.

"Strange, is Consultant Ye in a bad mood?"

"Hey! What are those immortals thinking, let's not worry about that, just guard the door with peace of mind."

Ye Hong faced the wind and snow all the way and saw many busy members of the Ximen family.

They are braving the snow, repairing the house that was affected last night.

Dao Dao Dingwu, standing neatly on the ground again.

Seeing these cauldron houses again, Ye Hong suddenly had an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

It seems that these tripod houses are not just simple houses for living in.

There seems to be a hazy veil covering these tripod houses.

He glanced at these cauldron houses lightly, and continued to walk in the direction of the bronze hall.

All the members of the Ximen family who saw him along the way stopped their work and greeted them respectfully.

When I came to the Bronze Hall, there were some people from the Ximen family in the hall, but they didn't see Ximen Qingcang.

Ye Hong ignored their greetings, put away the umbrella in his hand, and went straight to the dungeon.

Compared to the last time I went to the dungeon, the dungeon was very lively at this time.

The sub-clansmen who had just been sent this morning kept roaring in the cells like madmen.

But when Ye Hong's figure appeared in the prison, they all became silent.

Everyone shrank to the corner in fright, and stared at Ye Hong who was walking by with frightened eyes.

Ye Hong kept walking and came to the end of the dungeon.

The cell where Ximen Hongjie was originally imprisoned was now sitting cross-legged with another figure.

Ye Hong looked at the familiar figure with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Big fish, it really took the bait."