The Stars Cross the Frost Ocean

After the dead silence, he said coldly, "Don't forget today's promise. I still have important things to do, so I'll take a step ahead." Xue Yang looked at the figure who was walking far away in a daze, and also walked over unconsciously.It was a somewhat bleak farewell, but it was changed by Xue Yang's action.

Seeing the faint figure in black outside the village, the loneliness in Xue Yang's eyes was swept away, and his hostility suddenly appeared. He hurried a few steps, restrained Xiao Xingchen, and forcibly turned him around, thinning him He turned his wrist vigorously behind his head, and frantically bit the light-colored lips of the man, without leaving a trace, robbed all the oxygen in his mouth, and hugged his slender waist tightly with his hands, not giving him any chance to escape.

"Xue Yang!" Xiao Xingchen pushed him away with all his strength. Shame, anger, disappointment and desolation intertwined and intertwined in his heart, transforming into deep powerlessness: "You are crazy..."

It was as if the scabbed wound had been ruthlessly dug and torn apart, exposing the purple-red, festering tender flesh, with blood beads emerging, giving off a sweet and fishy smell.

Xue Yang raised his eyes and smiled sinisterly. His panting tone was filled with infinite sarcasm and self-mockery: "Leave me and go find him"? Xiao Xingchen hadn't said anything yet, but Song Lan heard the argument and quickly He hurried over, and the moment he saw Xue Yang, even the hem of his black clothes showed endless fierceness.Xue Yang was still smiling, and he had secretly understood a little bit in his heart, and said sarcastically, "Sure enough..." Although Song Lan didn't know what happened, he hated Xue Yang to the extreme, and looked at Xiao Xingchen again. With slightly messy hair, he couldn't help saying coldly: "Xue Yang, don't even think about hurting him." Xue Yang sneered, but disdainfully said: "You don't care what I do to him."

After hearing this, Song Lan's sword froze, and Fuxue put her arms around Xue Yang's neck, full of anger, and said, "Do you really think that I won't kill you with one sword?"

After saying those words, Xue Yang only felt a pain in his neck, his flesh was cut, and the scarlet blood dripped to the ground along the crystal sword all over his body.But he still smiled strangely, as if he couldn't feel the fear of death.

"That's enough, Zichen. Let's go." Xiao Xingchen said calmly as his chest hurt.After Song Lan heard this, she didn't want to entangle her anymore, so she gave Xue Yang a hard look, and Fuxue got into her sheath in response.Xue Yang didn't appreciate it, his eyes became even more hostile, and he was ready to deliver disaster.

But Xiao Xingchen raised his eyes and glanced at Xue Yang, his eyes were deep and sad, as if he had accumulated countless springs and autumns: "Xue Yang, please let me go, and I will let you go, from now on, I will never owe you anything. "...Xue Yang was speechless for a while, the words have come to an end, if you try to force him to stay, you will really die, not to mention, even if you kill Song Lan again, Xiao Xingchen will never forgive him in his whole life, he knows that , he couldn't bear the pain of losing him again.

The white clothes of Xiwei walked away slowly, emptying Xue Yang's sea of ​​consciousness in an instant, and the sound of footsteps that were drifting away was not accompanied by a trace of hesitation, nor was there a movement of turning his head back.

Between heaven and earth, Xue Yang was the only one left standing in the Yizhuang, and he was accompanied by boundless loneliness.Xue Yang pursed his lips tightly, and his spiritual consciousness went away with the man's back.

Inside the house, the light of the disaster-reducing spiritual power also dimmed a lot.

And in Pingcheng in the distance, a plot against him also began to faintly surge under the seemingly calm atmosphere, creating a strong bond between the fate of the three people, accompanied by a sound of hell... No one can escape the cold chuckle.

风言

It was only half a year before Yi Zhuang left. The news of Xiao Xingchen's success in gathering his soul and his return to the human world was known to everyone in the world. People cheered happily, but at the same time, the sad news of Xue Yang's rebirth was also like a plague. As it spread, people panicked one after another, but they were afraid that they would not be able to avoid it.

But recently, something shocking happened.In Pingcheng, which is famous for its abundant spiritual power from herbs, its spiritual energy withered overnight, and all the vegetation withered. All living people were turned into stone statues, and all living souls and remnants were absorbed. Even reincarnation was impossible to enter.The sky was crimson red, and the dark air and treacherous wind hovered in the sky, which lasted for a long time.

For a moment, everyone was startled, some ran for their lives in panic, some speculated wildly, and what's more, they called it the vengeance of the dead.But no matter what kind of statement it is, it cannot be separated from the word "Xue Yang".

In a teahouse in Jinling, a storyteller was wiping the cold sweat off his forehead with his hands, while tearing his greasy throat, shouting, "Hey, Xue Yang must have done this incident in Pingcheng, who else has such a big hand?" !Although Wei Wuxian is the ancestor of the ghost way and is proficient in ghost art, he is firmly controlled by the Gusu Lan clan. He has neither the time nor the courage to make trouble; but who is Xue Yang? The suspicion of severed fingers wiped out Chang Ci's family, and he himself is well versed in the way of ghosts, plus he can make Yinhu Talisman, such a dark technique, maybe he returned to the world to gain prestige This kind of scum, God really hates it! According to me, Xue Yang should be crushed and turned into powder, and his soul will fall into the animal realm. , should never be reincarnated!"

There are many people talking about it, once this story is spread, it is said that they have nose and eyes, relying on a mouth that can turn straw into gold bars, coupled with Xue Yang's various violent and indiscriminate killings in his previous life, so that people who have never seen it with their own eyes heard about Xue Yang. The word foreign is so disgusting that I can even vomit out the overnight meal.Within a few days, almost everyone believed in the so-called "reasoning" based on evidence.

Xue Yang himself didn't care. He was tired of hearing those gossips in his previous life: "Oh, after all, it's not all these clichés." He sneered like this, what he really cared about in his heart was another person view.

Xiao Xingchen didn't believe it: "No matter how perverse and brutal his temper is, he will never take pleasure in killing innocent people indiscriminately."

However, there is no evidence for what everyone said and word of mouth.Because the clouds above Pingcheng were so dense that there was not a single ray of light, and the city was lonely and deserted, with no signs of life. From a distance, it was already filled with black fog and filled with ghosts. No one knew what was going on in the city.A few monks met to form a team. As soon as they entered the city, there were crows, the wind was cold, the night was long, and there was an uncomfortably scorched smell of decay and corrosion everywhere. , like a ghostly face, frightened the cultivator to run away, hesitating and unable to utter a word.

And such a big matter, how could Xiao Xingchen and Song Lan just ignore it.In the face of everyone's weeping and complaining, Xiao Xingchen was forced to send a letter to Xue Yang, saying that he was asking Xue Yang to clear his name, but Xue Yang, who was on the cusp of the crisis, read the letter and was invited to the appointment.

What has been carefully and carefully maintained has been proved by rumors to be nothing but wishful thinking, suspicion and extremes, hatred and kindness, and finally even the whitewashing peace that has been painstakingly created is extremely ridiculous. Piercing fiercely, the thorns and thorns of strangers in the past, today's confrontation has become an enemy, this is Xue Yang's feeling at the gate of Pingcheng, and once again became the target of Wanfu.

There was a lot of talk, and Xue Yang didn't want to argue.Until Xiao Xingchen finally couldn't help asking, "You really did it?" Xue Yang turned his eyes coldly, and said with a sarcasm, "If I say no, will the Taoist priest believe it?" Jian Xiao Xingchen remained silent, Xue Yang added another sentence: "Master Daoist, I have always remembered that promise."

Among the crowd, a leading man suddenly spat at Xue Yang and shouted angrily, "What evidence do you have to prove that you didn't do it?" He pulled a strand of broken hair back from his forehead, then raised his eyes, glanced at the aggressive man, smiled half a smile, and said in a deep and dark voice: "Then what evidence do you have, that it is me?" What did you do?" The man was a little horrified by his cold tone, and felt a little guilty at the same time, but he still mustered up the few courage he had, and pretended to be cold and stern: "Since you refuse to admit it, then take it." Come up with evidence.!" Turning around hastily, concealing his panic, "Is it right, big guy!" "Yes!" "Yes! Don't listen to that devil's gossip!" Everyone responded one after another , are as sure as if they saw it with their own eyes.

"Heh." Xue Yang sneered and stopped talking. "Everyone, would you like to listen to me?" A clear and clear voice that he did not expect suddenly sounded in the noise, causing everyone to slowly shut up.Xiao Xingchen stood at the gate of the city, his snow-white Taoist robe was blown by the treacherous wind, making him look a bit dignified.There was a commotion underneath, and the leader of the man immediately put on a flattering smile and shouted: "Since it is what Master Xiao said, I will naturally listen to it." Xiao Xingchen took a deep look at Xue Yang, then turned to everyone, and said loudly : "This matter is different. I would like to go to the city to find out." Song Lan heard that, his heart ached so badly, a sense of tension and oppression that suffocated him filled the entire sea of ​​consciousness, causing him to have bad thoughts. Premonition: "No." He subconsciously stopped.Xiao Xingchen frowned, turned his head slightly, but already smiled: "Zichen, since I came out of the mountain, I have always wanted to help the world. Pingcheng was reduced to a dead city, and I didn't deliberately want to help some people. Excuse me, it's just that this matter is so important, you can't just jump to a conclusion based on a few rumors, you have to investigate carefully." Before Song Lan could speak, Xue Yang said first: "Since the Taoist priest trusts me so much, then I will accompany you. You go through this." With deep eyes, he said leisurely: "I would like to see who is so bold that dirty water is poured on my head."

Seeing this, Song Lan was at a loss for words, so he said, "I'll go too." Among the crowd, the man at the head seemed to be waiting for a god.