A hidden island in Taihu Lake... The surrounding lake is covered with light snow, but the island is currently covered with heavy snow as heavy as goose feathers...

These goose-feather heavy snows are fluttering in the air, forming snow storms... all of them are drifting towards the center of the island!

In the center of the island, there stands a hill... In the land south of the Yangtze River, there is ample water, and on ordinary hills, flowers, plants and trees grow extremely lush!

What is surprising is that this hill is actually bare, with no vegetation at all. It can be said that there is no grass growing...

Moreover, the entire hill was dark and looked extremely strange. What was even more surprising was that all the snow in the sky was gathering towards the top of the hill...

There is a platform about three to four feet high on the top of the hill... The ground of the platform is covered with strange patterns like ghost drawings... There is a tall figure standing in the middle of the platform!

This man is dressed in white, has a thin appearance, and has his eyes closed. He obviously looks like a middle-aged man, but he still has a long white beard hanging on his chin, and a shiny bald head on his head...

And all the snowflakes in the sky are gathering in the direction of this person... As soon as those snowflakes get close to this person's body, they get into his body and disappear...

As the snowflakes floated into the man's body piece by piece, the expression on his face looked particularly comfortable...

Suddenly the man's eyes opened, he raised his right hand... his index finger stretched out, pointing a little towards the edge of the platform...

Taking a closer look, it turns out that the surroundings of the platform are densely packed with ice lumps...

As the man pointed, a small hole appeared in the ice lump that he pointed at, and a thin line of blood spurted out from the ice...

This line of blood went straight towards the man in white... The man in white opened his mouth slightly, and the line of blood went into his mouth just right!

As the blood line penetrated into the man's mouth, the expression on his face became even more comfortable... But soon, the blood line from the ice pimple seemed to be exhausted...

The man in white sucked up the last bit of blood that shot out from the ice lump... He frowned slightly, and then pointed out another finger, pointing at other ice lumps, and the ice lump once again sprayed out bleeding lines for the man in white to absorb.

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There seemed to be a lot of ice lumps around, but in fact there were only about seventy or eighty... Soon all the ice lumps were sucked up by the man in white!

After all the ice lumps were absorbed, the man in white looked obviously unhappy... He raised his hand again and snapped his fingers slightly... The ice lumps around him that had been sucked out made a crackling sound and then shattered.

It opened... turned into powder and disappeared without a trace...

It's not just these ice lumps... With the snap of the man in white's fingers, the heavy snow in the sky slowly stopped...

Then the man in white came out with a hoarse voice and said to himself: "Blood food is not enough. It seems that we need Bo'er and Fu'er to work harder..."

Thinking of the man in white, he slightly snapped his fingers again...

As the man in white snaps his fingers...

The small courtyard where Murong Bo and his son lived... When Murong Bo was thinking about what he and his son should do next, he suddenly felt a slight heat in his chest...

His expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly said to his son beside him: "Fu'er, our ancestor told us that we have something to do..."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the room... Murong Fu's expression also tightened, and he quickly followed his father into the room!

As soon as Murong Bo entered the room, he quickly reached into his arms and took out a transparent ice bead! He carefully placed the ice bead on the table...

Then he took a few steps back and knelt down in front of the table... Murong Fu also followed behind his father, knelt down, and they both shouted in unison:

"The unworthy descendants respectfully welcome the Longcheng Ancestor..."

Following the shouts of Murong Bo and his son...the ice beads on the table emitted bursts of black light...and then a mirror-like ice jade appeared in the sky.

There was a flash of light on the ice... a picture appeared, and the person in the picture was the mysterious man in white from the hidden island in Taihu Lake!

It turns out that this person is actually Murong Longcheng, the man who created the "Star Movement" back then... There are many ancestors of the Murong family, but the one who commands the most respect and admiration from Murong Bo and his son is Murong Longcheng!

And it is not difficult to see that the current Murong Longcheng is also the thousand-year-old corpse king that Wu Yingxiong has been searching for...

Murong Longcheng in the ice wall looked at his two good grandsons, raised his hands slightly, and then said: "Okay, there is no need to be so polite...get up and answer!"

Murong Bo and his son responded: "Yes!" Then they stood up and stood respectfully...

Murong Longcheng asked: "How is the matter of blood food?"

Murong Bo's heart skipped a beat, and then he said cautiously: "Ancestor Qi... the blood food is being prepared in an orderly manner! There are now about ten people in the city, how about I send it to the ancestor first?"

Murong Longcheng frowned and said, "Why are you so slow?"

Murong Bo said hurriedly: "Forgive me, ancestor, but the dozen or so I mentioned are the special blood foods that ancestor requested! If they were ordinary blood foods, there would already be more than two hundred in the city!"

When Murong Longcheng heard this number, his expression softened slightly, and he continued: "Send them all to the island first! It is indeed a bit difficult to find special blood food... But we must hurry up, and we must know a special blood food."

Blood food can equal a hundred ordinary blood food!"

Murong Bo licked his old face and said: "My grandson knows...my grandson will definitely do his best..."

Murong Longcheng nodded with satisfaction, then prepared to wave away the spell...

When Murong Bo saw this, he quickly said: "Ancestor, wait a minute, my grandson has something to report!"

Murong Longcheng put down the hand he had just raised and asked, "What else is there?"

Murong Bo said: "Ancestor Qizhen...it seems that someone is tracking you these past two days..."

Since appearing on the ice wall, Murong Longcheng frowned, but his face was cold and cold. Now when he heard these words, there was a trace of surprise on his face, and he asked with a trace of dissatisfaction in his words: "

Tracing me? Could it be that you showed some tricks and were caught?"

How could Murong Bo take the blame? He hurriedly said: "Ancestor Rong Bing...Fu'er and I have always been careful in handling things. We never dare to make any mistakes. No one will ever find out!"

Murong Longcheng obviously trusted his two good grandsons, and did not doubt Murong Bo at all... He thought to himself: "Could it be those righteous people who came to slay demons so quickly?"

After thinking for a moment, he asked: "Bo'er, do you know who is checking me?"
Chapter completed!