Chapter 142: Scalp tingling!

The demons are facing the world and should be awed by the world.
Chen Xinglie has always been his own way, and he has never cared much about the world's views.
But once the world has no sense of awe, it will have evil thoughts.
Ambitious martial arts masters will come to trouble.
With Chen Xinglie's current cultivation base, a master would have to waste a piece of chrysanthemum arrow talisman to get it right.
A chrysanthemum arrow symbol, 200 BOSS points.
This is all hard earned money.
Reluctant!
Chen Xinglie rolled up the scroll of the photo book in his hand, put it in his sleeves, and stood on the road of the ice sword, waiting for a while.
"Master!"
"we are coming!"
The heroes and heroes drove the white crane speeding car, galloping, stopped beside Chen Xinglie, bowed and saluted.
"My son, please get in the car."
Zhen Yingxiong said: "My two were ordered to take those outside disciples, follow the crowd, and leave Qingyun City in a hurry, but just not far away, the son used a big means to freeze the mountains and rivers, and everyone turned into ice sculptures. It wasn't until just now that the cold gradually dissipated, and we thaw out and escaped."
Zhen Haojie said: "I also got a Baihe Speeder, and by the way, let the City Lord of Qingyun City, generously donate his money, disperse his wealth, and help us to pay for the road."
Zhen Yingxiong hurriedly said: "Second brother! Don't hesitate to hand in the travel expenses funded by the city lord to the little girl?"
Zhen Haojie handed a storage bag to Li Qinglian.
Give generously?
Li Qinglian didn't believe a word of this.
The two heroes and heroes are by no means kind people, they must be coercion and temptation to force the lord of Qingyun City to hand over the wealth.
Li Qinglian frowned slightly, raised her hand to take the storage bag, and asked: "You used to call the master Chen Shidi, why are you called the son now?"
Zhen Yingxiong had been prepared for this, and replied neatly: "The Qingyang Sect is gone, where are the seniors? From now on, our two brothers will be the most central entourage of Young Master Z."
Zhen Haojie added: "A man who is born a son, death is a ghost of a son."
This is not only numb, but also disgusting.
"drive!"
Chen Xinglie boarded the Baihe Speed ​​and pointed at the mountain ahead.
That is where Zhao Yumeng is.
"Follow the son's order!"
Zhen Haojie bowed his hands and only waited for Li Qinglian to also get on the speed car, and immediately drove the car toward the mountain ahead.
The brothers seem to be old drivers.
The speed is extremely fast.
The Baihe Speed ​​traversed an arc in the air, and it flew to its destination in an instant.
The mountains are covered with snow and ice, and the cold wind is bleak.
Zhao Yumeng stood in the snow, like a winter plum blooming in the ice and snow, faintly staring at the speeding car galloping in the air, without saying a word.
It was not until Li Qinglian lifted the driving curtain and Chen Xinglie got off the speeding car that Zhao Yumeng smiled and called out softly: "Chen Lang."
Chen Xinglie stepped forward slowly and said, "Zhu Er has been waiting for a long time."
Zhao Yumeng raised his head and stared at Tianyu, as if he could still see the long-lost giant door, and said quietly: "Chen Lang opened the sky with a sword, and it is extremely mysterious. Even Zhu Er has been staring attentively. The true meaning of Chen Lang's sword is not clear at all."
At this point, Zhao Yumeng frowned slightly.
Chen Xinglie asked: "Zhu Er seems to have doubts?"
Zhao Yumeng said quietly: "Chen Lang's sword? Although it is mysterious, there are two connotations that appear in the sword, which are incompatible. One is pure kendo, the other is..."
A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Xinglie's mouth.
She is indeed the proud girl of the heavens, she can see that the previous sword is a superposition of the Void Condensation Sword Art and the Xuanming Dharma Realm Dao Seal, forcibly combined into a sword, and cut into the air.
There are people with such eyesight in the world, I am afraid that apart from Zhao Yumeng, there will be no second one.
Land fairy is not good either.
The land gods who have not yet ascended to the upper realm have a low profile and have never seen the world. Unlike Zhao Yumeng, who has the memory of martial arts for many generations, he is knowledgeable and has infinite vision, so he is naturally farsighted.
"Chen Lang."
Zhao Yumeng held up a hand of white snow by himself, and passed it to Chen Xinglie, saying: "The second meaning in Chen Langjian seems to be the source of the coldness in the snow. But now, that coldness has disappeared."
Really smart.
Chen Xinglie took out the ice dagger from the sleeve of his shirt and said, "Zhu Er, let's take a look at this sword."
Zhao Yumeng stretched out his hand to take it, his eyes condensed, and said, "This sword is unique in this world of martial arts. The cold in the sword, and the cold in the ice and snow, should have the same source."
Chen Xinglie nodded and said, "This sword is called the Wrath Sword of the Lord of Winter."
The name of the sword was said, but Chen Xinglie didn't mention a word of the origin of the sword.
How can this be said?
Do you want to tell Zhao Yumeng that just because you watched the photo album of the Lord of Winter, the martial art vision of the Lord of Winter became furious, and released this sword to castrate someone?
"Master of Winter? Where did Zhu Er have heard of this name..."
A trace of confusion flashed in Zhao Yumeng's eyes. After concentrating for a moment, he remembered something, and sighed: "The ancient ruler has the power to pass through the sky and the earth. It can move stars and change battles and change the sky and the day. The sword of the winter ruler, How could it be in Chen Lang's hands?"
Chen Xinglie casually said: "This matter is a long story."
Zhao Yumeng closed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and whispered softly: "Zhu Er remembers that the Ancient Winter Lord should be a woman. Moreover, as long as he thinks of this name, Zhu Er will have an inexplicable heart. Disgusted. As for why she hates her, Zhu Er can't remember..."
hostility!
Chen Xinglie's heart was shocked.
Zhao Yumeng hates the Dominator of Winter!
Is there an enemy between the two?
The Lord of Winter is an ancient power, and the one who can make enemies with the Lord of Winter must be the ancient power.
The key is that there is not necessarily an enmity between the two.
Zhao Yumeng is talking about disgust!
Disgusting this kind of emotion is mostly with a bit of condescending discrimination!
If so...
That means that Zhao Yumeng's strength back then was perhaps even more superior to that of Winter.
As soon as Chen Xinglie thought of this, his thoughts were surging.
"What kind of existence did I provoke!"
"In my memory, this fairy Yumeng has never told me that she and Rin Dong dominate this level of power, they are old acquaintances. However, this is also because I and Rin Dong were like this at the time. The ancient masters, without any intersection, did not evoke the memory of Zhao Yumeng."
"Unexpectedly, the origin of this fairy Yumeng is so unpredictable."
"When Zhao Yumeng has truly recovered her peak strength and awakened all her memories, what will she do with me?"
Chen Xinglie's scalp is a little numb...