Sudden Snow Sealing Poison

The night is coming, the sky is bright and the moon hangs high, and the brilliance falls to the ground.The entire Xianbei Mountains were buried by endless wind and snow.

Shen Zhan's figure was also blurred by the heavy snow.He stood like a black statue, the wind blowing his long black hair over his cheeks.

Seeing that it was him, Zheng Tingxue took a few steps forward, then stopped and raised her hand, throwing Nie Tagu in front of Shen Zhan.

Nie Tagu became much lighter after losing his limbs, and was easily thrown by Zheng Tingxue to Shen Zhan's feet.Nie Tagu bumped into Shen Zhan's leg, struggled to raise his head and looked up, and immediately shouted, "Chang Luo, you are here! Quick, kill him!"

The sword in Shen Zhan's hand moved, and he lowered his head to look at Nie Tagu. Nie Tagu was like a crawling reptile with his head on Shen Zhan's boots, "Hurry up, kill him quickly, look at him What happened to dad, go and avenge dad!"

"I said, you are not worthy to be his father."

Zheng Tingxue's voice passed through the howling wind, and he still stood still. His arms wrapped in clothes had already begun to ooze blood. on thin fabrics.

"Shen Zhan, this is the Nie Tagu you are afraid of." Zheng Tingxue spoke again, but to Shen Zhan, "He has no hands and feet now, and he can no longer feed you poison. You don't have to be afraid of him anymore."

Nie Tagu: "Nie Changluo! Kill Zheng Tingxue for me!"

Shen Zhan finally spoke: "...Nie Tagu."

His voice was very low, and was torn apart by the wind and snow as soon as he exited.Immediately afterwards, he closed his eyes, and his body shook a little unsteadily, looking like he had a headache.

Zheng Tingxue looked at him like this, "Shen Zhan, I gave him a sigh of relief."

"—Leave it to you to kill him yourself."

"You asked him to kill me?" Nie Tagu laughed wildly, "He can't kill me! I planted his Gu and raised him with my own hands. He can only listen to me, he must listen to me!"

"Nie Changluo, Nie Changluo! I told you to kill people, did you hear that?!"

Zheng Tingxue stared at him, "Shen Zhan."

Shen Zhan finally roared: "Shut up!"

He seemed to be tortured by the voices of the two of them, and he raised his hand and grabbed his hair, "Shut up, shut up!"

Seeing his appearance, Nie Tagu laughed again, "Yes, yes, that's it, you are going crazy, Nie Changluo is going to kill someone!"

Shen Zhan suddenly raised Lianren and stabbed Nie Tagu in the eyes.

"Ah!" Nie Tagu screamed, "Wrong, wrong, the one you want to kill is Zheng Tingxue! Wrong!"

Shen Zhan stabbed Nie Tagu's mouth again.Nie Tagu finally stopped making a sound. He stared at one eyeball that was still intact, and the other was stabbed into the back of his head, leaving only a bloody eye hole.He opened his mouth wide, stuffed with the black blade of the sword, and Shen Zhan's terrifying face was reflected in his single eyes.

The pity was pulled out, and then he slashed at Nie Tagu's body like crazy.Soon Nie Tagu's face was pierced until it was bloody and bloody, and then his throat, chest, and abdomen.As if turning into a bloodthirsty evil spirit, Shen Zhan stabbed Nie Tagu's body to pieces, chopped his bones into pieces, and sliced ​​his flesh into pieces until Nie Tagu's body completely disintegrated into countless pieces. Only then did Shen Zhan suddenly stop his movements.

Zheng Tingxue just watched him kill his biological father, her eyes were calm, she was neither happy nor sad for him, she just quietly watched him become more and more crazy, and vented to a remnant corpse for 20 years. Years of resentment and hatred.

After Shen Zhan stopped, his body was still shaking.He held Lian Ren and looked up at Zheng Tingxue.

Those eyes that were once clear and dreamy like glazed glass have almost faded to a shadowy white now.His eyeballs were so pale that he could hardly see clearly, there was no light in them, and there was no Zheng Tingxue.

"Kill...you..." Shen Zhan murmured.

Zheng Tingxue mentioned Baimei and said, "Come."

In the vast sky, two figures, one black and one white, bumped into each other!

The most righteous and the most evil are entangled together like birds in the wind in the desolate mountains and forests where only the world and the snow and moon are left. Going forward, each sword contains ten success powers, and the two extreme internal energies are like a dragon and a tiger fighting, and even the wind is cut by the sword light.

This is a fight with no room for survival, the winner will be injured, and the loser will die.

Zheng Tingxue is Xiao Baimei, a martial arts prodigy who is admired by everyone in the world. Since he showed his first sword in front of everyone at the age of 17, he has not lost yet.People said that Zheng Tingxue would be a once-in-a-century swordsman, and some people even made him the number one in the world.Because Zheng Tingxue is only 20 years old now, he has enough time to be truly enshrined.

But only Zheng Tingxue knew that if Shen Zhan hadn't concealed his strength, he would have gained the same reputation as himself.

Zheng Tingxue knew how deep Shen Zhan's inner strength was.But Shen Zhan deliberately concealed it, and Zheng Tingxue cooperated with him in silence.If not, Shen Zhan would have died long ago when Nie Tagu planted the unique illusion Gu into his heart, and not only did Shen Zhan not die, he even lived to be 20 years old.Nie Tagu must also know that his son is extraordinary, but it's a pity that he never cared, didn't care.

But how did Shen Zhan endure the erosion of illusion Gu for more than ten years, and live every day under the light with a ball of darkness in his arms, and was urged to kill Zheng Tingxue every day, but every day was delayed until tomorrow No one will know how the Gu insects gnawed at his heart, tore his nerves, and buried deadly poison in every inch of his body.Because Shen Zhan's mask is too strong, even if Zheng Tingxue took off the mask with her own hands, she would only see Shen Zhan's dark and distorted love, not sadness or calling for help.

Gu has lived in his body for too long, so that Shen Zhan no longer feels that pain is pain, and torture is suffering. It is just a part of his body, a corner of his chaotic soul, and it was destined for him from birth. Life.So he doesn't talk about the pain, he only cares about Zheng Tingxue, Zheng Tingxue drifts outside his soul, it is a cold illusion that would never appear in his sinful life, he has no dreams, so he chases illusions day and night in order to get rid of death and spells , groping for the pure white that just a little bit is enough to make the blood boil and burn dry.

Sudden snow falls, covering thousands of miles.

"Snow..." Shen Zhan slashed at Zheng Tingxue's shoulder with a sword, "Zheng Tingxue!"

Zheng Tingxue met his sword, "Remember who I am?"

"You lied to me...you still lied to me!" Shen Zhan's eyes regained a little expression, but his fragile mind was still catalyzed by the illusion, he said angrily, "You said it was because of me that you came to Xianbei Mountain! But you It's for revenge! You're just trying to kill all of Nie's family!"

Zheng Tingxue said: "Yes, I just want to kill them all."

"You were never for me..." Shen Zhan's eyes were red, and he was almost crazy, "You don't do anything for me, you don't care at all...you only care about your Zheng family, these 12 years...you haven't had a moment of true love Look at me! Zheng Tingxue!"

The pity blocked Zheng Tingxue from all directions, but Zheng Tingxue remained calm and calm, just like he had treated Shen Zhan for 12 years.If it weren't for really not caring, who would have remained calm and lukewarm for decades?

The sound of a gust of cold wind being torn apart suddenly resounded, Zheng Tingxue pierced Shen Zhan's impenetrable killing net with a sword, that sword was sharp and precise, and the snow-white sword was unstoppably collided with Shen Zhan's inner strength, followed by another sound The sound of the sharp sword piercing into the flesh, the white plum piercing straight into Shen Zhan's chest——

The pity fell silently into the snow, Shen Zhan suddenly raised his hand to hold the white plum that pierced through him, and stared blankly at Zheng Tingxue.

At that moment, he was neither sad nor in pain, but inexplicably recalled the scene before he died when Zhang Xiaofeng fell into the hands of the Nie family six years ago.

On that day, the dark clouds were as heavy as a thousand troops, and the Nie family was bloodbathed by Zhang Xiaofeng alone. On the road from the foot of the mountain to Nie's house in the middle of the mountain, there were all corpses left behind by Zhang Xiaofeng.The woman who caused massacres due to the tragic death of her daughter was finally caught by Nie Tagu with poison and lay on the ground in front of the main hall, unable to move.

Shen Zhan was brought in front of Zhang Xiaofeng by Wuyue, and saw Mrs. Zheng, who used to be carefree and carefree, lying on the ground covered in blood, the sword in her hand was broken and thrown aside.Zhang Xiaofeng also saw him, and her face gradually showed a mixture of surprise, anger, disgust, hatred and other complex emotions.

"Shen Zhan, I didn't expect...you are from the Nie family, you bastard, you bastard from the Nie family!"

Zhang Xiaofeng yelled at Shen Zhan, and she nailed Shen Zhan's eyes with burning rage, almost burning Shen Zhan alive, "It's a pity that Tingxue treats you like that! He has never treated anyone as well as he treats you! You wolf-hearted brute, bastard! How dare you lie to him—you will die!"

Shen Zhan stood there motionless, letting Zhang Xiaofeng scold him bloody.Behind him was the giggling Wuyue, in front of him stood the leisurely Nie Tagu, in his eyes there was no possibility of surviving, but still alive Zhang Xiaofeng.That was Zheng Tingxue's mother, a swordsman who had been sincere, warm, happy, and vengeful throughout her life, and resolutely burned her life to death for the one she loved.

"But don't try to hurt Tingxue, you can't hurt him, no matter what method you use, as long as Tingxue is there, you will never achieve your goal in this life! You rats in the stinky ditch will never, ever Don't try to touch a hair of his!"

These are the last words Zhang Xiaofeng left before his death.

Zhang Xiaofeng was right.None of them wanted to hurt Zheng Tingxue, and none of them wanted to strip his feathers.No one can lie to Zheng Tingxue, because he is more awake than anyone else, and his eyes are not polluted by a little dust, so he is cold, quiet, free from lust, and ruthless in killing.

Deep black blood gushed out from Shen Zhan's chest.The sharp blade cut through his palm, and the blood in his palm coagulated on the cold sword, unable to fall into the snow.

Shen Zhan's eyes lighted up little by little, and Zheng Tingxue's figure was slowly reflected into his eyes, like a burst of white reed flowers falling into his eyes.

"Am I the last Nie family member you killed?" Shen Zhan asked Zheng Tingxue blankly while holding Baimei.

Zheng Tingxue looked at him and said softly, "You are not from the Nie family."

Shen Zhan's hand slipped from Baimeijian's body, and he slowly knelt on the ground and fell into the snow.The blood loss and cold caused his body temperature to drain rapidly. He looked at Zheng Tingxue and murmured, "I'm not from the Nie family...and who..."

Zheng Tingxue knelt beside him on one knee, looking into his eyes that were gradually losing expression, "You are just Shen Zhan."

Shen Zhan closed his eyes.

He still wants to say something to Zheng Tingxue, he wants to say that we have been deceiving each other for so many years, but I really love you, will you believe it?I have done many wrong things, you said you will not be angry, but you will not forgive me, right?He also wanted to say that dying at your hands is already very satisfying for me, I don't want to rot and die alone, but if I was sent to hell by your own hands, I would be much happier to be a ghost.

But he couldn't speak anymore.And the last image that came to mind was the smiling face of the little maid who picked her up and raised her many, many years ago.That face was already very blurred, very blurred, as if covered with a layer of soft light spots so that nothing could be seen clearly.Shen Zhan had forgotten this face for a long time, but when he was about to die, he remembered this face again.

That was the only pure and gentle smiling face that showed unreserved love and distress for him in the past 20 years.

Snow fell on Shen Zhan's cold and quiet face.

Zheng Tingxue knelt beside him.There was still a white plum on his chest, and between the messy and dirty collar, there was a corner of something that couldn't be seen clearly.

Zheng Tingxue reached out and pulled the thing out bit by bit.It was a piece of red paper, and Baimei tore the paper from the middle, poking a broken hole.

It is the lotus pond where Zheng Tingxue sent Shen Zhan.

The bloody paper was fragile and rattled in the sudden snow.

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