Chapter 130: This suzerain is really not a leader!

Three thousand miles of wind and snow.
Xuan Ming's cold air enveloped the world.
This bonfire in the courtyard only uses ordinary fuelwood. How can it be burned in this icy and snowy field with strong Xuanming aura?
If it weren't for Li Qinglian, there was a bit of the light of the Taoist seal of the mysterious world, in terms of martial arts cultivation, the first person present to be frozen must be this little maid guarding by the bonfire.
But Li Qinglian didn't think so much. She burned the fire with all her heart. She only felt that if the fire couldn't burn, she would die in the hands of the big demon like Ning Fenghan and Chang Kong Wuji.
Li Qinglian did not expect that Chen Xinglie would actually ask her if she believed it or not, and hurriedly raised her head, thinking in her heart: "This big demon loves killing people the most. My principal is to say the truth, and the big devil's excuse for killing people will become uncharged. In this way, will the big demon become angry and kill this princess too?"
When Li Qinglian thought about this, she shook her head suddenly and said: "Don't believe it!"
Chen Xinglie asked calmly, "Why don't you believe it?"
"This person's eyes are full of treacherous eyes, his eyelids are constantly moving, and he is not a good person at first sight! That Northern Kingdom's halberd immortal Ning Fenghan, it is very likely that Mo Yixiao called him!" Li Qinglian answered very well. Resolutely, I thought in my heart: "Mo Yixiao, Mo Yixiao, don't blame this princess for harming you, this princess has no grievances with you, it is this big demon who wants to kill you, this princess is just trying to kill you. It's just a guarantee..."
As soon as this remark came out, Mo Yixiao's eyes were already dead.
Chen Xinglie shook his head indifferently, and sighed slightly, "It's not that this seat doesn't give you a way to survive, just because you just said that, even a fool doesn't believe it."
Li Qinglian couldn't help but frowned.
When did this princess become a fool?
Chen Xinglie looked back at the extinguished bonfire, then at Li Qinglian, who was frowning and bitter, and said, "If you are not a fool, why can't you even burn a fire?"
Li Qinglian did not dare to refute, but she was slanderous in her heart.
"You are frozen for thousands of miles, and even the land gods are frozen into ice sculptures. You even blame this princess for not being able to burn fire. If you have the ability, you can burn it to me!"
"You are the one who makes this princess burn the fire, you are the one who snows, and you are the one who scolds this princess as a fool! The generation of evil spirits, this princess has seen many, but has never seen someone with a bad temperament! One day, my lord will turn over and become the master. I will definitely let you be a cow and a horse, go digging in the mine during the day, and wait for the princess when you come back from work, pour tea and water, and wash your feet..."
Li Qinglian was full of thoughts, but didn't dare to say half a word. She lowered her head, looked at the bean curd pot, and suddenly saw that outside the pot was frosting, her expression changed drastically.
If the bean curd is completely frozen, will the big demon be furious, kill the fire-burning person and bury the bean curd?
However, even the land immortals were frozen into ice sculptures. Why did this pot of bean curd persist until now it began to freeze?
Why hasn't this princess been frozen to death?
Li Qinglian was anxious, twisting her fingers, but saw that there was a layer of invisible fluorescence on her body, which was very similar to the light on the Great Demon's head, and it should be from the same source.
There is a way!
Li Qinglian immediately used the martial arts energy and blood, trying to manipulate the white light in her hand, shining it on the bonfire and bean curd pot, the ice condensed on the pot instantly disappeared, and then lit the bonfire, and the flames rose instantly.
What is this method?
The little maid looked at the bonfire, and then at the light shining in her palm, blinking her eyes in a daze. She didn't understand, but she knew that now that the fire was set up, she didn't need to bury the bean curd. She immediately exclaimed, "Master, The fire is burning!"
Chen Xinglie turned his head and glanced at the blazing bonfire. He ignored Li Qinglian and just wandered to Lin Daoyuan.
The people in the street were all frozen into ice sculptures by Xuan Ming's cold air. Relying on their own martial arts strength, they have not lost consciousness for the time being, can hear and see. Unfortunately, this group of people's ability to resist cold is not as good as Mo Yixiao, unable to blink, and can only open their eyes motionlessly like a dead fish.
The exception is Lin Daoyuan.
Sect Master Tushan held the hilt of the Wanli Sorrowful Autumn Sword in his hands, and with the help of Shang Qingkong’s surging sword intent left in this sword, he actually saved the upper half of his body in the Xuanming Dharma Realm, which was enveloped by the cold air of Xuanming. Not frozen.
However, the frost on Lin Daoyuan's lower body still slowly spread upward.
At most, after one stick of incense, Lin Daoyuan will form an ice sculpture like everyone else.
Chen Xinglie asked indifferently: "Sect Master Lin thinks, does the sword that I just saw, look good?"
Lin Daoyuan held the Wanli Sorrowful Autumn Sword firmly, the sword was facing downwards, and he held the long sword and arched his hand towards Chen Xinglie, "Your Excellency this sword, through the sky and the earth."
Chen Xinglie nodded and asked, "Where is Qingkong better than you?"
Lin Daoyuan is very anxious.
He suddenly recalled that when he was painting a boat with Qin Wannian and conspiring on major events, Qin Wannian once said that the elder Shang Qingkong and Chen Xinglie fought swords, but Chen Xinglie’s sword was not half drawn, and Shang Qingkong was already a sword. Meaning collapsed.
Lin Daoyuan maintained a respectful gesture of bowing his hands and said: "The elder is far inferior to your Excellency."
Chen Xinglie asked: "Is this serious?"
Lin Daoyuan nodded quickly and said, "Of course!"
Chen Xinglie smiled and nodded and said, "Sect Master Lin is a real person. Last time, when you and I met at the Yunlai Inn, this seat told you that you must be in Qingyun City and meet these northern frontier masters. As expected, Lin The suzerain brought this group of people. It is worthy of being the suzerain of the famous and authentic Tushan Sect. He speaks well, lives in the world, sincere and sincere. Naturally, I believe in what you say..."
Lin Daoyuan was stunned.
Unexpectedly, Chen Xinglie would say so!
Lin Daoyuan opened his mouth, wanting to refute, and want to say loudly that this matter has nothing to do with this suzerain, and it was not this princess who brought everyone to Qingyun City to die. This suzerain is innocent...
This suzerain is really not a leader!
Lin Daoyuan shouted silently in his heart, but he didn't even dare to say a word.
This situation and situation.
How dare Lin Daoyuan refute?
There is no other way but to continue to steal a living.
Go on!
As long as you live, there is hope of survival.
This black pot...
The lord took it!
Lin Daoyuan smiled bitterly: "Your Excellency has been awarded."
As soon as this statement was made, the charge of the Leading Party was fully implemented.
Although the surrounding group of Northern Frontier masters were frozen into ice sculptures by Xuan Ming’s cold energy, they were still aware. They heard the conversation between Chen Xinglie and Lin Daoyuan clearly. These people wanted to rush over and smash the corpse of this leading party. It's a pity to be frozen in the ice, unable to move, only sulking.
A gurgling sound came from the courtyard.
That pot of bean curd has been cooked by Li Qinglian.
Chen Xinglie pointed to the bean curd pot on the bonfire, and asked quietly, "Sect Master Lin is a guest from afar. Would you like to drink a bowl of bean curd to warm up?"
Li Qinglian became stiff.
Oops!
The big demon wants to kill the lord!