Douluo: The junior sister of Jian Zong is a saint in Wuhun Hall

Blue soul power lingered around, and a cold cone made of ice rushed into the air. A crisp sound sounded. Ye Lingan slashed at it with his sword, and red blood beads flowed down.

As the wind and snow blew, Ye Ling'an stood in mid-air, surrounded by tens of thousands of sword blades. They shone with cold light, sending out a dangerous signal.

The long blue hair was not affected by the wind in any way.

"Cough cough..."

A cough sounded, and a pale and slightly tired face came into her eyes, with a pair of smart eyes full of astonishment.

A strand of hair was chopped off and fell to the ground. The gleaming sword was only three centimeters away from the neck, and a blood streak came into view.

The stinging pain in her neck made her frown subconsciously. The coldness came randomly, and her sharp eyes were mixed with coldness.

"who are you?"

Ye Ling'an looked at her coldly, his blue eyes full of hostility.

Because this girl is somewhat similar to her. To be precise, their looks are at least 50% similar.

The three-pointed image is a coincidence, but the five-pointed image really has a reason.

Ye Ling'an never believed in coincidence, she only believed in her own strength, and strength was the last word.

"The same goes for Ye."

Hearing this familiar word, Ye Ling'an immediately understood that he was from the Far North.

To be precise, a relative who is related to her by blood.

Ye Yunchen's words appeared in Ye Ling'an's mind.

These are people from the Snow Clan in the Far North.

Their looks are very similar, and their blood relationship is also very close.

An idea suddenly appeared in his mind. Ye Ling'an's expression remained unchanged and he looked at Ye Yiran with cold eyes.

No matter what Ye Yiran's purpose is, Ye Ling'an will act in his own interests and prioritize himself.

There was hesitation in those blue eyes filled with innocent emotions, and then she said: "I came here on the order of my grandmother."

Ye Yiran looked at her with evasive eyes, because she clearly knew the identity of the person in front of her.

If that hadn't happened, it wouldn't be Ye Yiran's turn now.

It's a pity that there is no if in the world.

If you miss it, you miss it. There is nothing to regret.

Hearing this, Ye Ling settled down for a moment, and then said: "I have nothing to do with you."

"Although I don't want to talk too much about the previous generation, I will take back all the wrongs my father suffered."

"As the saying goes, every wrongdoer has his own debtor. Whoever owes you must repay the debt. I will not involve innocent people. Of course, this innocent person must make sure that this matter has nothing to do with you."

Ye Ling'an said coldly, in her opinion, Ye Yiran was a flag specially sent by Ye Yunchen to test her attitude.

Many things were beyond his control, but Ye Ling'an would not treat these things calmly.

"I'm here because of our family's destiny."

Ye Yiran ignored the red mark on his neck and allowed it to ooze bright red blood, with a determined look on his pale face, "We have the same blood flowing through our bodies."

“We, the Snow Tribe, have guarded the Far North for thousands of years, protecting it from generation to generation. We are the only human family to survive in the Far North, and we are the humans born and raised in the Far North. This is our home. It is our destiny to protect the Far North, and it is our innate mission to inherit the position of Ice God. The moment you have the top nine exams, it means that you are the only successor recognized by the Ice God in thousands of years. He is also the next Ice God.”

Ye Yiran's expression became excited, and a faint blue snowflake eyebrow mark flashed between his eyebrows.

"You are the inheritor of the divine throne, and I am the guardian of the divine throne. In other words, I am the successor of the next high priest of the Snow Clan."

Ye Yiran's eyes suddenly turned serious when he looked at her.

The inheritor and guardian of the divine status are completely opposite concepts. The former can be passed down to the supreme god and gain the power brought by the god. Although the latter can get some power from the god, her whole life is related to the god.

From the moment the guardian of the divine throne is determined, the guardian must use his life to protect the divine throne.

The most talented women in the history of the Snow Tribe are the guardians of the Ice God's throne. This is their responsibility and destiny.

Ye Yiran's appearance is similar to Ye Ling'an's, but their temperaments are completely different, and you can tell them apart at a glance.

The appearance is similar but the spirit is different. This is something that cannot be imitated.

After hearing Ye Yiran's words, Ye Ling'an's expression was still calm, because she had already guessed this.

It is impossible for Ye Yunchen to randomly send someone to the Ice God Temple, because this is blasphemy and contempt for the gods, so in her opinion, Ye Yiran's status in the Snow Clan is extraordinary.

"What does this have to do with me?" Ye Ling'an raised his eyebrows, and his faint eyes fell on Ye Yiran like ice.

The higher Ye Yiran's status in the Snow Clan in the Far North is, it means that Ye Yunchen intends to let Ye Yiran negotiate.

However, negotiating is not important.

Ye Ling'an thought that she didn't need it.

Ye Yiran was stunned for a moment and said, "We are members of the same family."

“Is it really going to affect our generation because of what happened to the previous generation?”

Ye Yiran's voice was louder than before, "My assessment is related to you, so I will appear in front of you."

"Let me introduce you again, I am Ye Yiran. I am seventeen years old and the fifty-fifth level attack-type fighting spirit king."

Ye Yiran is waiting for Ye Ling'an's reply. At her age, her soul power level can reach Soul King, which is already a top genius.

Being placed in the inaccessible Far North, he is a genius among geniuses, which is why he is hailed as a leader of the younger generation.

Her talent was recognized by the gods, and she was selected as the successor to the next high priest of the Snow Clan.

"Then what? Is this good for me?" Ye Ling'an's tone was still calm, "Your soul power level has nothing to do with me."

Ye Ling'an didn't mean to look down on Ye Yiran, because she had seen many people with Ye Yiran's qualifications.

Hu Liena, Xieyue and others are living examples.

Things are rare.

Being surrounded by geniuses makes it seem like genius is not precious.

"I know." Ye Yiran said softly, her face became even paler, as if she wanted to merge with the ice and snow, "But I want to cooperate with you."

"I'm your cousin."

"Our family has always passed down the inheritance from daughter to son. The eldest daughter inherits everything in the family and becomes the patriarch of the Snow Clan. This is why your father, as the eldest son, has to leave the Far North."

"Because he will die if he does not leave the Far North."

The ruthless inheritance system forced young Ye Yujing to leave his hometown and go to the mainland because he knew he had no right to choose.

"The eldest son must leave the Far North before he is ten years old, otherwise there is only one choice waiting for the eldest son - death."

The young children braved the snow and wind to go to the mainland and still had a chance of survival, but if they stayed, they would die.