The Right Protector of the Demon Sect is reborn

After returning to the car, Nan Rongnian carried Lou Xinzhou to the cushion and put her down. She wanted to go outside to light a fire to boil medicine for her, but was stopped by Lou Xinzhou.

He turned around and looked into her deep red eyes, which were full of affection, love and desire. The person's face was ruddy, but her hands were holding tightly, and she had no intention of letting him go.

"Anian, your hand is still bleeding. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you just now."

He heard Lou Xinzhou speak softly, then he lowered his head to look at his left hand. There was a large knife scar on it, and blood was constantly oozing out. His entire hand was almost stained red.

"It's okay, Master. I don't blame you. It's just a minor injury." Nan Rongnian said as he used his clean hand to pull her away, trying to get her to let go. "You're still sick. You need to take your medicine. I'm just going to make some medicine for you. I'm not going anywhere."

"I don't want to." But Lou Xinzhou rejected it immediately. "My illness has been cured and I am not feeling uncomfortable anymore. I am very relaxed and happy now. Ah Nian, just stay by my side and accompany me. You are not allowed to go anywhere."

As Lou Xinzhou spoke, he moved closer to him, until his whole body was almost leaning in his arms.

Nan Rongnian had no choice but to compromise and sat down safely in the carriage, but before he could say a word, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Master? What are you doing?"

Lou Xinzhou actually lifted Nan Rongnian's injured hand in front of her eyes, and then leaned over to lick the blood on his hand. Hearing this, she raised her head and smiled softly.

"Don't move, Anian, I like your blood."

Nan Rongnian did not move and let her do what she wanted, but his eyes were deep and he did not dare to make a sound.

After a long time, Lou Xinzhou suddenly asked him softly.

"Ah Nian, do you feel anything?"

"Master..." Nan Rongnian smiled helplessly, "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Ok?"

Lou Xinzhou tilted her head and looked at him with a puzzled expression. Nan Rongnian met her gaze, let out a light breath, and couldn't help but cover her eyes with her other hand, and said to herself.

"No."

"Um......"

But the person who was doubtful just now suddenly curled her lips slightly, she stood up and said with a smile.

"I don't know, Ah Nian, please tell me..."

But she doesn't look like she knows nothing.

After a long night, this night is finally peaceful.

......

A few months later, Lou Xinzhou and Nan Rongnian successfully arrived at the foot of the snow-capped mountains. They brought enough dry food for half a month, parked the carriage in a secret place, and went straight up the mountain.

The wind on the snowy mountain was just as cold as he remembered, chilling to the bone. Lou Xinzhou had completely given up struggling since he killed someone that day. Now that he was a demon cultivator, he could still endure it, but Nan Rongnian had no cultivation at all, so she could only lead him and walk slowly in front of him.

"Anian, I always feel that this snowy mountain is not suitable for us now."

Qibai Palace was built on the mountainside. It was extremely cold every day. It was fine for monks, but it was not a suitable place for mortals to live. However, if they did not go to the snow-capped mountains, where could they live in peace? Although Lou Xinzhou's words were relaxed and comfortable at this moment, Nan Rongnian was not as optimistic in her heart. She frowned and never relaxed her brows.

Lou Xinzhou turned around and saw him, then leaned over to hug him, stretched out his hand to smooth his brow, and said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter. Since we're here, let's go take a look. We can find a place deep in the mountains to live in afterwards. Of course, if you want to go to an island, that's fine too, An Nian."

Nan Rongnian nodded slightly when he heard this, and finally smiled.

The two climbed the mountain for two full days before they arrived at their destination breathlessly. The great hall in front of them was towering and majestic, the same color as the wind and snow. Lou Xinzhou took Nan Rongnian's hand and walked forward, just like in the old days.

Qingchen's magic was still running in the hall, and everything in the hall was the same as when they left, without any change. It was just funny that the two of them were stopped outside the hall gate by the hall's anti-enemy formation.

"..."

Lou Xinzhou was speechless for a moment, turned around and smiled at Nan Rongnian, then placed her hand on the formation, and black energy emerged from her palm, but the next second she withdrew her hand in pain.

"It seems that we can't get in, Master."

Nan Rongnian also laughed helplessly.

Seeing this, Lou Xinzhou didn't try any more. He pulled Nan Rongnian over and sat on the steps of the palace gate to discuss their next destination, without showing any sign of dejection.

"Master." Nan Rongnian suddenly interrupted her, "Do you want to go see the Nine-Tailed Clan?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the person on the other side immediately fell silent. After a long time, Lou Xinzhou forced a smile.

"No... No, let's just go down the mountain. The snow and wind are so strong, you might not be able to bear it, Ah Nian."

After saying that, she stood up and was about to leave, but Nan Rongnian reached out and held her back, hesitating for a long time before speaking softly.

"Master, you and I knew from the beginning that the snowy mountains are not suitable for us to live in, and we can't get in even if we come back."

"..."

"You just feel guilty and want to come back to see the Kyuubi clan."

“No…it’s okay…”

"How can there be no connection? Master was possessed by the devil a few months ago, but except for the day when you lost control, you didn't kill anyone on the way back. You are kind-hearted, and your conscience has always condemned you for involving the Nine-Tailed Clan. I know you feel guilty, Master."

"..."

Lou Xinzhou couldn't say a word as she listened to Nan Rongnian's words. She stood there for a long time, not even daring to look back.

"But the dead are a thing of the past. Promise me that we will go see them and you will let them go in peace."

Nan Rongnian said finally, standing up and holding her in his arms.

The sky and the earth were in a state of confusion, and there was no trace of wind and snow. After a long time, Lou Xinzhou nodded gently.

Nan Rongnian held her hand and took her to the territory of the Nine-Tailed Clan. The snowy mountain was so quiet that the only sound was their breathing. They walked for a long time before they reached that familiar place.

What she saw when she looked up was desolation. Every time she came here before, she could see members of the Nine-Tailed Clan looking at her curiously at the entrance of the village, but now, there was only white snow.

Lou Xinzhou let go of Nan Rongnian's hand and slowly walked into the village. Yu Zhang used to like sitting on a stone at the entrance of the village and watching Xiao Fengxue playing and fighting with her. Now, not only is the person gone, she can no longer see the stone.

Going further in, there are dilapidated houses with snow piled on the roofs and no one taking care of them. Many of them have collapsed and are then completely covered under the snow, leaving only a few remaining walls exposed, showing that they once existed.

Lou Xinzhou felt mixed emotions. Nan Rongnian walked up to her and held her hand again, accompanying her to watch everything bit by bit.

Suddenly, at the end of the road, Lou Xinzhou saw the extremely familiar magic sword, firmly inserted in the snow.

Han Wei? After the people of Liumen exterminated the Nine-Tailed Clan, they didn't snatch Han Wei away?