Is there any realm beyond ancient Taoism and martial arts
If so, what state is it
Why did Shangguan Wan'er almost succeed, but failed in the end
Who is the mysterious swordsman who suddenly appears and rescues Shangguan Wan'er
Countless mysteries still shrouded Ye Hong's mind.
The people in Kyoto thought the snow would stop soon, but it is getting heavier and heavier.
From small snowflakes, it gradually escalated into heavy snow.
The entire Kyoto was covered in a layer of silver frost.
By the time it got dark, the thick snow had already caused great inconvenience to Kyoto's traffic.
The increasingly cold weather has also made countless people in Kyoto choose to stay at home.
But Ye Hong left the Yongguo Pavilion under such circumstances, holding a black cloth umbrella and walking into the wind and snow alone.
“It’s time to recover the bait that was released.
It all depends on what kind of big fish we catch this time. "
Ye Hong murmured to himself, but kept walking towards Shengyang District.
Ye Hong came to the Ximen family again.
The door that he kicked down yesterday has now been reinstalled.
Two members of the family guard team stood under the gate shivering while rubbing their hands, breathing heavily.
Seeing someone approaching, the two members of the family guard who had just experienced the disaster trembled with fright and shouted nervously: "Stop whoever is coming!"
Ye Hong slightly raised the black cloth umbrella, revealing his face.
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then greeted with extremely respectful expressions: "I've seen Consultant Ye!"
Ye Hong nodded slightly and walked towards the family.
"Consultant Ye, are you here to see me
need or not."
"unnecessary."
Before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Ye Hong.
The two of them looked at Ye Hong's back as he walked into the family with some astonishment.
For some reason, they always felt that the surrounding temperature had become colder.
"Strange, is Consultant Ye in a bad mood?"
"Hey! What is that kind of fairy-like person thinking? Let's not worry about that. We can just guard the door with peace of mind."
Ye Hong faced the wind and snow all the way and saw many busy members of the Ximen family.
They are braving the heavy snow and repairing the houses that were affected last night.
The tripod houses stood neatly on the ground again.
Seeing these tripod houses again, Ye Hong suddenly had an indescribable realization in his heart.
It seems that these tripod houses are not just simple houses for living.
There seems to be a hazy veil covering these tripod houses.
He glanced briefly at these tripod rooms and continued walking towards the Bronze Hall.
The members of the Ximen family who saw him along the way stopped what they were doing and greeted him respectfully.
Arriving at the Bronze Hall, there were also some people from the Ximen family staying in the hall, but Ximen Qingcang was not seen.
Ye Hong ignored their greetings, put away the umbrella in his hand, and headed straight towards the dungeon.
Compared to the last time I went to the dungeon, the dungeon was extremely lively at this time.
The tribesmen who had just been sent here this morning kept roaring in the cells like madmen.
But when Ye Hong's figure appeared in the prison, they collectively became silent.
Everyone was so scared that they shrank into the corner, staring at Ye Hong walking by with horrified eyes.
Ye Hong kept walking and reached the end of the dungeon.
The cell where Ximen Hongjie was originally imprisoned now had another figure sitting cross-legged.
Ye Hong looked at the familiar figure with a sneer on his lips.
"The big fish has indeed taken the bait."
(End of chapter)