Wei Changyong was obviously very familiar with You He, and had no feeling at all about his words. He led the guests back with his unchanged expression...

Seeing that You He refused to say anything, Nie Fan did not make any embarrassment, and said, "Don't worry, senior, I will not joke about my life."

"That's good, that's good." You He shook his head, blinked his eyes, and suddenly looked up at Wei Changyong in front of him, and said, "Old thief, you asked me to say something, is there anything else..."

Wei Changyong was completely immune to You He's words, as if he had not heard his yelling, and was not affected at all. He led his people to the Snow Mountain Hall behind him.

Nie Fan glanced behind Wei Changyong, his expression was thoughtful. He was actually strange. According to his expectations, he should have attracted some powerful figures in Xueshan, but for some reason, no one has ever come forward to suppress him. Even Ye Han just now was just out of his righteous indignation, not instructed by Xueshan.

Something seems to be wrong...

Nie Fan turned his thoughts while walking, which was completely beyond his expectations. Now he could only take one step at a time.

Soon, a group of people came to the more magnificent and wide hall behind, with still crystal clear jade, but it was brighter than the one behind, and was piled up with huge stones, making it look majestic and grand.

Under the leadership of Wei Changyong, a group of men entered in a row. Nie Fan and You He followed the crowd and looked from a distance. They saw that there were at least two hundred people in the hall. Although they were all restraining their momentum, they still gave people a sense of oppression that they could not breathe.

Many people stood up to greet acquaintances, and almost everyone found someone they knew, gathered together, and started chatting with laughter.

Nie Fan had never dealt with these people and didn't know them at all, so he seemed very deserted and calm. However, because everyone ignored him, You He couldn't help but stand beside Nie Fan.

"Oh, my wine is better." You He looked around, but couldn't find anyone to talk to, and walked to the side with the wine gourd.

Nie Fan did not find any trace of Ling Wuya and She You, and also sat down on the chair on the side.

You He seemed to be really drunk, and he snored softly while holding the wine gourd.

Nie Fan's face was calm, but he was also secretly looking at the hall and observing that most of the guests here were innate and above. Even if his strong aura did not disperse, it was intimidating.

The people in the hall also glanced at Nie Fan with vague eyes. His appearance was really strange, and the reaction of the snow mountain was even more inexplicable. Many people were curious about Nie Fan's origin and what was related to the snow mountain.

But in this unknown situation, no one came to greet Nie Fan rashly.

Nie Fan sat there, feeling it carefully. I don’t know when the Ice God Art started to operate quietly.

Nie Fan was secretly shocked and immediately realized that it should be related to the environment here. It was not surprising that the Ice God Art came from the Snow Mountain, so it was not surprising that it had some responses.

‘Hmm?’ Suddenly, Nie Fan’s expression moved slightly, and he felt a familiar aura outside the hall, as if he was looking for him intentionally.

"Senior, I'll go out." Nie Fan politely said to You He beside him. Seeing that he was still snoring in his arms, he didn't say anything, and got up and walked out the door.

Nie Fan stood outside the door and sensed it carefully. Suddenly, he looked to the right and saw a jade butterfly flashing with white cold mist floating in the distance, it was it connecting itself.

Yang Xuening’s Jade Butterfly!

A smile appeared on Nie Fan's face and his body accelerated toward the jade butterfly. Before Nie Fan got closer, the jade butterfly turned and flew north.

Nie Fan looked up and saw a small ice hall there. He was moved and rushed northward.

When we were about to arrive at the Ice Palace, the jade butterfly light flashed and disappeared in front of the Ice Palace.

Nie Fan looked from a distance and was dressed in white clothes, beautiful and flawless. Yang Xue stood in front of the hall, blinking her clear eyes, and quietly looking at him.

Nie Fan's heart was beating unconsciously, and the suppressed emotions passed through his heart like a stream, giving him a strange feeling, as if he saw that nothing mattered anymore and the whole world was quiet.

Nie Fan naturally knew what kind of feelings this was. This time he was not suppressed, and the smile on his face was extremely natural. From the heart, he floated and appeared in front of Yang Xuening.

"You are here." Yang Xuening's voice was still crisp and clear, like a dinging spring, which could degrade all irritability. Her voice was calm, and she could not hear any emotions, but she had a hint of quietness, as if the two of them were familiar with each other.

Although the two of them didn't get along much, their spiritual closeness made Nie Fan know Yang Xuening's surname very well. He smiled and said, "Here I'm here, I'll take you away."

"Yeah." Yang Xuening nodded slightly, without saying much, as if she knew Nie Fan's thoughts completely.

"Take you away openly." Nie Fan said again.

Yang Xuening looked at Nie Fan, blinked her eyes, as if puzzled, and then nodded slightly, "Yeah."

Nie Fan wanted to say something again, but found that in the Ice Palace, Feng Yuanmeng, who was also wearing white clothes, was standing not far away and watching the two of them.

"Let's go in." Nie Fan reached out and hugged Yang Xuening's slender waist and said.

Yang Xuening was obviously a little uncomfortable, but she didn't move at all, so she let Nie Fan take her and walk inside.

"Please, brother-in-law." When Feng Yuanmeng walked to the door, he blinked and looked at Nie Fan with a hint of naughtyness.

Nie Fan smiled slightly, a fire lotus petal flew out and pushed it to Feng Yuanmeng and said, "For you."

Feng Yuanmeng is also a knowledgeable person. When he saw him, he opened his eyes, held them in his hand, looked at Nie Fan and said, "Is it really for me?"

"Ask your senior sister." Nie Fan walked in, let go of Yang Xuening, and sat down at the jade table without any hesitation, opened the teacup and poured tea.

Yang Xuening seemed very unfamiliar with the interaction between people. She looked at Nie Fan, turned her head and looked at Feng Yuanmeng and said softly, "For you."

Feng Yuanmeng looked at the two of them and was stunned for a moment. Then she felt something in her heart. She smiled and nodded and said, "Okay, I'll accept it. We will say good things for you on the side of the master."

As he said that, he gracefully dressed in white, carefully holding the fire lotus petals and walked into the hall.

Nei Fan and Yang Xuening were not people who like to talk, but they were very close to each other and had no barriers at all. Nie Fan gave Yang Xuening some of his own affairs.

Yang Xuening sat there quietly, like a beautiful lotus, pure and flawless. She looked at Nie Fan with a calm face, blinking her eyes, and listening quietly.

Until Nie Fan finished speaking, Feng Yuanmeng did not come out, Yang Xuening said her story concisely. In fact, just a few words, her cultivation level had been broken through and was consolidating. The master and junior sister were very nice to her.

Nie Fan also knew in his heart that people like Ling Wuya She You may have no trace in Yang Xuening's heart except for their names. The two of them spoke slowly, just like a couple who had been together for a long time, chatting gently.

From his own, **, experience, and even some future plans, especially when he goes to the cultivation world in two years, Nie Fan took this opportunity to tell Yang Xuening.

Regarding going to the world of cultivation, Nie Fan heard the most touching sentence: "Marry a chicken and follow the chicken."

If other couples had a conversation, Nie Fan might not have had much fluctuations when he heard this, but Yang Xuening's words still made him feel strange ups and downs.

The two of them sat here, sometimes they were silent, and sometimes Yang Xuening occasionally said a few more words, without disturbing them, and both of them cherished this reunion.

Nie Fan and Yang Xue met again and gathered in Feng Yuanmeng's Ice Hall. It was quiet and warm, but the Snow Mountain Meeting Hall began to smell of gunpowder gradually.

Only the Shihong Palace Master, Guard Changyong, and the Liehuo Palace Deputy Lord, Ye Han, were in the hall. For some reason, the guests who were originally harmonious gradually became clear. The number of people on both sides of the hall was almost the same, and they were vaguely confronting each other.

If there is an exception, it is the owner of Youhe Island, who is already shocking. At this moment, he hugged Hulu and fell asleep staggeringly. Hulu and silence in the quiet hall, which seemed particularly harsh.

You He did not talk about his own cultivation and his position as a casual cultivator, what really made people afraid of was that a big man once visited his Youhe Island, which was incomprehensible and was very afraid of him.

Wei Changyong, who was very familiar with him, didn't have time to pay attention to him at this moment. Looking at the two groups of people who were already angry, he naturally saw why and looked at Ye Han beside him.

Ye Han was covered in red armor and his brows were slightly frowning.

These two groups of people are obviously standing in line. The one on the south side is supporting She You, standing on the side of Lotus Temple, or representing Kunlun, and the other side is the Moshan Small World, a small part is also due to the traditional position of Snow Mountain.

These were all the guests they invited from Xueshan. They originally wanted to be a witness to Ling Wuya and Yang Xuening's marriage, but now not only did Lianhua Temple get into trouble, but Nie Fan also came strongly. Before they could settle these guests, these guests had already stood up.

It is not said that they are all guests, nor is they each not simple and cannot be offended easily. Just talking about their close connections with Lotus Temple and Moshan behind them will not allow them to do anything out of line.

"It's better to invite Senior Zhong out." Ye Han sent a voice to Wei Changyong.

Wei Changyong looked hesitant when he heard this. Zhong Weili was the first hall of the Snow Mountain and the deputy hall master of the Ice Temple. He had been rumored to have entered the Qi Transformation Realm for a long time. He was very prestigious in the world of big and small, ancient martial arts. With the absence of the head sect, the great elder, and the three hall masters, he was the person with the most weight.

Wei Changyong looked at the separated crowd below, looked at You He who was still sleeping soundly, frowned, and sent a voice to him, "Wait first and then look, let the god of the Zhong and Master She Meng have not come out yet, let them bear this trouble by themselves."

Ye Han nodded secretly when he heard this. Yang Xuening only had one. As long as their snow mountain was tall enough, they would not worry that these guests would remember their grudges.

"Haha, fellow Taoists, it's been a long time since they were settled." Ye Han and Wei Changyong had decided to discuss it, and a loud laugh came from the side door. Before the voice fell, the middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe, with a majestic majestic man walked in.

"Make the God in the Side!"
Chapter completed!