Fengqiling, level 39 wild monster spot.

"Come on, boss, it's time for us to set off!"

The man looked not far away, dressed in white, floating like a fairy among the monsters, and shouted loudly.

After finishing speaking, the man turned his head and looked behind him.

I saw a team of thousands of people behind me, now lined up neatly.

"Brothers, be alert and don't lose face after meeting the sect master!"

The man said loudly, with a serious look on his face.

"yes!"

He responded with a neat roar!

The man smiled with satisfaction.

Although since Xuanyuan was disbanded, most of the Xuebu brothers have left, leaving only the thousand or so people in front of them.

But the overall quality has not fallen behind.

The man believes that even if they face a team of tens of thousands of people, their snow tribe can fight hard and not fall behind!

Raising his hand and pressing down, the roar of the team suddenly stopped and then dissipated.

The man turned around again.

When he saw the figure in white who was unmoved and still among the monsters, the smile on his face faltered slightly.

"Boss, why are you still spawning monsters? The monster siege is about to begin. We can't be late, otherwise the credit will be taken away by other departments, and it won't be fun!"

Hear the words.

The snow-clothed figure was stunned.

With a soft sigh, the man tapped his toes on the ground, and his figure was like an erratic willow catkin. He exited the surroundings of monsters and came to the front of the man who made the sound.

The face is soft, the eyebrows are elegant, and the expression on the face is always calm.

The long sideburns make her already ethereal appearance even more ethereal.

This person is none other than the Fenghua Xueyue Sect in Xuanyuan, and the Snow Tribe holds the banner.

No trace of snow!

"You are the only one who is impatient!"

The thin lips opened and closed, and a soft voice that was indistinguishable from male to female floated out of Xue Wuhen's mouth.

It made the man beside him chuckle.

Scratching his head, the man grinned and said, "That's right! When the sect master is out in the world and waving the flag, we and the Snow Club will naturally respond!"

As he said that, the man looked around at the snow tribe soldiers behind him, and added in a bold voice, "Besides, no one in the online game knows that within the Feng Hua Xueyue Sect, I, the Snow tribe son, am the most brave and good at fighting!"

Ho ho ho ho!

After the man finished speaking, thousands of men in white clothes behind him roared in response.

The man said it right.

Dressed in white, she looks elegant.

However, in any battle in Xuanyuan, the Snow Tribe must be the vanguard!

The white clothes are waiting to be dyed into scarlet robes, and thousands of troops are surrounded by the front!

This is the most intuitive feeling that Xuanyuanzhong and Xuebu give to the major trade unions!

Xue Wuhen looked at the agitated subordinates, his face not wavering at all.

His voice was still soft and slow, neither fast nor slow.

"Snow Wolf, let the brothers disperse. Those who should do tasks should do tasks, and those who should level up should go level up!"

Like a bucket of cold water, it drowned the blood in Snow Wolf's chest.

He stared angrily and looked at Xue Wuhen in confusion.

The voice was suppressed and said, "Boss, you want to betray Fenghua Xueyue Sect? If this is really the case, Xue Lang feels it is inappropriate!"

As one of the four major branches of Fenghuaxueyue, although each department has different responsibilities and has great autonomy.

But the officers and men of all ministries have a very high sense of belonging to the public household!

As a pioneer, Yukibe fought for the union for many years and built Noda's reputation.

The sense of belonging to the union is undoubtedly the strongest and the highest loyalty!

Although he respected Xue Wuhen very much, Xue Lang was still very unhappy.

In his opinion, after being separated from the romance, the Snow Tribe is no longer the white-robed army that frightens the enemy!

Xue Wuhen naturally saw Xue Lang's dissatisfaction.

But his expression didn't change at all, only a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Snow Wolf, how many years have you been with me?"

Hearing Xue Wuhen's incomprehensible question, Xue Lang was puzzled, but he still answered honestly.

“It’s been 5 years since the Snow Club was established!”

Nodding, Xue Wuhen said softly, "Then the me you know was never such a treacherous villain?"

Although the words were plain, they made waves in Xue Lang's heart.

yes.

Although the boss is indifferent, he has the strongest personality!

Otherwise, we would not have created the Snow White Robe Army that makes all the major trade unions in Xuanyuan fearful!

The boss and the sect leader Leng Yuye are both teachers and friends. With the boss's character, he will definitely not betray the sect leader!

A trace of shame flashed across his face.

Xue Lang bowed his head and apologized to Xue Wuhen.

"I'm sorry, boss, I shouldn't have doubted you!"

Xue Wuhen waved his hand, but didn't care.

Looking away at Xue Lang, whose face was filled with confusion, Xue Wuhen naturally knew that his upright subordinate must still have many doubts in his heart.

With a chuckle, he explained to the other party.

"Xuelang, for Fenghuaxueyue, you and I have never changed our original intentions. The same is true for my master Leng Yuye! But, what about the sect master? Has he changed? And what about the sect? Is it still the place where you and I have been in our hearts?

"

Xue Wuhen sighed softly.

Looking to the southwest from a distance, I seemed to see the solitary peak standing proudly among the mountains, and my eyes were filled with confusion.

Although Leng Yuye hid his name, they never doubted it.

The gunman who founded Fenghuaxueyue City is his sect leader, Leng Yuye!

But if something happens, it cannot be ignored or forgotten!

At first Leng Yuye left Xuanyuan without saying a word.

Ignore all the brothers!

Overnight, Fenghuaxueyue Sect fell apart.

If you don’t have a grudge in your heart, it’s definitely impossible!

Now in the Zhan Wulin, only a thousand people of the Snow Tribe are left in front of them. As the flag bearer of the Snow Tribe, how can he make the old brothers feel cold?

"Wait and see, if the sect leader is still the same sect leader, then our Snow Tribe will still be the sharp blade of Fenghuaxueyue Sect that cuts through thorns! Not to mention offending the so-called top ten trade unions, so what if we are hostile to the entire martial arts world?"

"Only by killing you can we bring order to the chaos!"

Hear the words.

Xue Lang's eyes flashed as he looked at Xue Wuhen, whose temperament had changed drastically and his whole body was full of evil aura.

Full of excitement!

The feared murderous boss is back!

This situation also occurs in several other teams.

...

Nine humps.

There are nine peaks connected in a line in the west of Xueshan Ridge!

The word "Nine Peaks" comes from the word "Nine Peaks", each with its own high or low level. Among them, the "Middle Peak" is the highest, and the nine peaks are the proudest in the world!
To be continued...