Chapter 1319 Young Master Yumo

The extreme northern barbarians are cruel by nature, drinking blood like hair.

What they believe in is the power of nature. They use wind, fire, thunder, lightning, mountains, rivers and rivers as totems, and most of the exercises they practice are based on totems.

For 100,000 years, thousands of barbarian tribes have been sealed here and passed down from generation to generation.

only! !

Now that the world lord is missing, many barbarian lords are no longer reconciled to living here, trying to go out of the extreme north and fight for the world again.

It's a pity that Xuanyuanyue is now in charge of the Xuanyuan Emperor Clan, and she doesn't agree with the ideas of the barbarians, so... although the extreme north seems to be stable, it is actually already undercurrents.

Even the Xuanyuan clan is now gradually divided.

Among them, some members of the Xuanyuan clan headed by Xuanyuanyue believe that the general situation of the world is beyond the control of the Xuanyuan clan, and the long-term solution is to wait and see how it changes.

However, a group of contemporary Tianjiao headed by Xuanyuan Jichen, the second ancestor of Xuanyuan, insisted on leading the barbarians to be born and fight for the sky, and won the approval of many elders.

Speaking of this Xuanyuan Jichen, although the talent is not as good as Xuanyuan Weiyang, his reputation is far higher than that of the contemporary emperor.

Because, ten years ago, he was born under a pseudonym, wandered in the green world, and defeated the peerless evildoer who ranked thirteenth among the hundred heroes of the human race, and was considered to have the appearance of a sequence.

At this moment, in the Beidi City, a black-clothed figure walked with his hands behind his back, walking calmly.

But everyone who passed by him would stop unconsciously, looking at the young man's fair and handsome unparalleled beauty, his eyes trembled.

Different from most of the barbarians in the imperial city, this young man is slender and wears a robe with tied hair, obviously from Qingcang.

For these outsiders, the extreme north has always been very welcome.

But even so, no one dared to be disrespectful to the boy in black at this time.

Because, there is an innate noble aura about him, like a god who has been banished from the nine heavens, every ray of his eyes contains supreme majesty.

In this extremely northern place, Ling Xiao didn't deliberately hide his face.

After all, no one knew him except his mother.

It wasn't until a majestic and tall ancient temple stood in front of him that Ling Xiao stopped, with a gentle smile on his lips.

In the next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

At this time, in the ancient temple, on a square paved with bluestone.

I saw a group of Xuanyuan clansmen gathered together, looking joyfully at the two opposite figures not far away.

One of them was a tall and straight young man in white clothes, with sword eyebrows and starry sky, and an extraordinary aura.

The other person was a peerless woman with a cold expression.

The woman is also dressed in white, with dark eyebrows.

Especially those eyes, cold and lonely, as if without a trace of emotion.

"Mengyuan, thank you for coming out to see me."

The young man in white smiled heartily, his teeth were white and flawless.

On top of his head, there is hidden blood and energy, surging at its peak, obviously a person of arrogance.

"Hahahaha, Mr. Yumo finally mustered up the courage to confess to Miss Mengyuan."

"Yes! Standing together, these two people are really like a couple of gods and gods, which is enviable."

"Mr. Yumo is the rare arrogance of my Xuanyuan clan in a thousand years. Except for Mr. Jichen, there is no one in the younger generation who can compete with him. I think it is Mengyuan who has climbed up."

"You can't say that. After all, Miss Mengyuan was brought to my Xuanyuan clan by the patriarch. I once heard the patriarch call her daughter in private."

"In any case, my Xuanyuan clan will have a happy event in the near future!"

A group of Xuanyuan disciples laughed and talked, and they didn't hide their voices at all.

But when these words fell into Meng Yuan's ears, her pretty face became even colder, more freezing than the snow in the deep north.

"Young Master Yumo, if there is nothing wrong, I will go back first."

Meng Yuan turned around and wanted to leave, but Xuanyuan Yumo raised her foot to block her.

Today she was going out with Xuanyuanyue, but she was stopped here by Xuanyuan Yumo when she didn't want to.

And when she saw the affection in the young man's eyes, she felt...disgusted.

"Ms. Mengyuan! I have something that I want to give to you personally."

After saying that, he waved his palm lightly, and a white jade pendant appeared in his hand, "This pendant was given to me by my mother before she died. I hope Miss Mengyuan can accept it."

"Master Yumo."

Meng Yuan frowned, her tone was extremely indifferent, "I've said it many times, I already belong in my heart, you should stop wasting time."

"Dream kite!!"

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yumo's face was slightly condensed, and there seemed to be loss in his eyes.

That's right, from the moment he saw Meng Yuan, he was deeply attracted by the loneliness and coldness of this girl.

It was as if, there was an ice lake in her heart, lost her heart, and had no love in life and death.

Xuanyuan Yumo really wanted to be the one who would give her warmth, tell her to open her heart and stop sinking.

even! !

From the day Mengyuan came to the Xuanyuan clan, there was never a smile on her face.

Because of this, Xuanyuan Yumo would always send some strange things every now and then, trying to make Mengyuan happy.

It's just that they all failed.

This young girl seems to have been tired of the mundane world, and her heart is dying of old age.

"I know, you must have a very painful past in your heart! I, Xuanyuan Yumo, swear, as long as you agree to be my Taoist partner, I don't care about the past

, the rest of my life... I will accompany you to see the mountains and rivers. "

Xuanyuan Yumo took a deep breath, and suddenly raised his head to stare into the girl's eyes, deep in his eyes were full of infatuation.

Seeing this scene, there was no sound on the square.

Everyone looked at the two figures facing each other tremblingly, their eyes fluttering, obviously moved by Xuanyuan Yumo's deep affection.

"Pfft."

Can! !

At this moment, a sneer suddenly came from the void above Meng Yuan's head.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly slender figure came from afar without warning.

Dressed in black, her hair tied up, her eyes are gentle.

There was a cold smile on that handsome and resolute face.

Around him, there are avenues spreading out, and the rhyme of the Tao goes up and down for ninety thousand miles, and lotuses grow every step of the way.

Seeing the person coming, the chill on Meng Yuan's face suddenly froze.

And Xuanyuan Yumo was also in a daze, and was at a loss for a while.

Even though he is known as Xuanyuan Shuangjue, his talent and appearance are all the top of the contemporary era.

However, seeing this young man who suddenly appeared at this time, he still felt a kind of... deep-seated inferiority complex.

The son is like jade, elegant and unparalleled.

It seems that the fairy god in the painting fell into the mortal world by mistake, unique in the world.

"Your way of picking up girls is really too low."

Just when everyone was shocked, the black-clothed boy shook his head and smiled again, gave Xuanyuan Yumo a mocking look, and the moment he stepped forward, he appeared directly in front of Mengyuan.

Then! ! !

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the young man suddenly stretched out his hands, took the also dazed Meng Yuan into his arms, and kissed him deeply.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!!"

Immediately, the whole square was full of uproar and uproar.

And Xuanyuan Yumo stared angrily, opened his mouth wide, and almost stuffed the entire spirit pendant in his hand.