The villain is a disaster [Rebirth]

The crystal clear snow particles floated in the air, the cold wind howled, and the heavy snow flew straight up all over the sky.

Feng Chiling stood still in the distance, letting the cold wind blow up behind her, and three thousand blue silks flew in the air together with her clothes.

The men in black behind them were forced by this cold force to dare not take a step forward, and backed away again and again.

But after retreating to a certain distance, a heart-piercing scream suddenly sounded from the crowd.

Others cast their eyes on that person one after another, and moved their gazes slightly down, only to find that a thick layer of hoarfrost had condensed on that person's arm, and it was still spreading to other parts of the body at an unstoppable speed!

The other men in black could only watch helplessly as the man gradually turned into an ice sculpture and then fell apart. Even Jing Siyuan, who was lying on the ground, widened his eyes in astonishment.

The other five or six men in black saw each other, looked at each other, and then rushed up behind Feng Chiling together.

The latter still didn't move at all, but chuckled lightly, the momentum of Gangfeng suddenly rose sharply, and the Suxue Sword was unsheathed across the sky, and the sword sound mixed with excitement came out.

Except for Feng Chiling himself, anyone who comes into contact with this sword will be reduced to the end of being frozen into an iceman.

——This is the reason why Feng Chiling refused to lend the sword to Jing Wuyou at the back of Xuankun Mountain five years ago.

The Suxue Sword shook the blade, scraping bloodstains on their bodies in a meandering way, obviously not wanting to kill them so easily.

Every sword will have its own consciousness, if some swords don't have it, it's because the level of the master who uses it is not yet in place.

Su Xue hadn't been stained with blood in the past five years, and this time he finally got the order from his master to kill wildly, and he was already too excited about it.

And Jing Siyuan lay on the ground and stared blankly for a long time. After Feng Chiling slowly knelt down in front of him and offered a hand again, he suddenly came back to his senses and hurriedly extended his hand to him, and then he was caught The opponent pulled him up from the ground.

When Jing Siyuan stabilized his body and raised his eyes to look at Feng Chiling, the other party grabbed the skirt of his clothes and pushed him back violently.

This action was too sudden, after Jing Siyuan was covered with his throat and coughed dryly for a few times, before he could say a word, he saw the man in brocade clothes who had just fought with Shen Yeqing came here unknowingly, and had already been with him Feng Chiling started fighting.

The Suxue Sword was suddenly transferred into Feng Chiling's hands, "clank" sounded endlessly, and the man in brocade clothes narrowed his eyes slightly. After a few minutes of stalemate, he was kicked in the abdomen by the opponent's knee, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and took a few steps back.

"It's amazing."

The man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth indiscriminately, and his voice was particularly hoarse. It should not be natural, but deliberately lowered.

Feng Chiling said with a sneer, "Thank you for the compliment."

After speaking, he took out a folding fan and fanned it by himself.

"Look down on me? Hehe, I'm afraid you will regret it."

This time, the man in brocade clothes was a little annoyed. He stabbed Feng Chiling's left shoulder with a sharp sword, but he was grabbed by the wrist and pinched hard. , a long sword fell to the ground with a clang.

Feng Chiling stared at the back of the brocade-clothed man's neck for a while, then said softly: "Look at your skill, I thought you would be a Gu planter, but I didn't expect you to be the one who was planted."

The back of the brocade-clothed man's neck is covered with purple lines, which are faintly visible. From the shape, it looks a bit like a spider's web.

And this is the most important feature of being planted with Soul Devouring Gu.

As soon as these words came out, the man in brocade clothes stopped breathing, and immediately sneered, "You still know about this? You have a lot of background, don't you?"

Feng Chiling said: "Follow me back to Xie Ling Tang, let's talk slowly."

"You can't think about-"

After finishing his speech, the man in brocade clothes used all his strength to break free from Feng Chiling. He was just about to make a move, but he was whipped severely on the back, causing burning pain.

After being supported by Shen Yeqing, Lan Suxin on the Nine Fire Glazed Terrace had successfully gotten rid of the two men in black.

She was holding a bone whip, and the figure of the man in brocade was reflected in her particularly powerful eyes.

"Dare to attack my son, I will kill you!"

The bones, whips, whips and shadows were in a mess, like a purple snake, and the spiritual power mixed in it was enough to kill this person.

Feng Chiling couldn't let this person be killed like this, so he summoned Su Xuejian to intercept the menacing Fangu whip in mid-air.

Lan Suxin's eyes widened immediately, and she focused all her attention on him.

"You kid dare to obstruct me!?"

Feng Chiling didn't answer her at all, and the man in brocade was supposed to be in severe pain, the toxin expanded and spread in his body along the meridians, but his lower lip didn't even show any sign of purple.

With a snort, he left the ground and jumped up. During the escape, he turned his head towards Feng Chiling and said with a smile, "Thank you very much."

Feng Chiling: "Thank you for what?"

Countless icicles stagnated in the air for a moment, and rushed towards him like a meteor.

The man in brocade clothes was shocked, his feet slipped, he fell to the ground, rolled several somersaults in a row, his arm was pierced by a cold ice pick, blood flowed out.

He clutched his arms, turned his head and gave Feng Chiling a vicious look, then got up without delay, and struggled to avoid the ice picks that kept hitting him, but he managed to escape in the end.

Regarding this, even Feng Chiling couldn't help admiring: "It's amazing perseverance."

As soon as Lan Suxin saw the other party successfully escaped, she was so angry that her eyes were not her eyes and her nose was not her nose. The spiritual power around her suddenly surged, and the whip shadow swayed more violently.

Seeing this, Jing Siyuan hurried forward to stop him and said, "Mother, stop!"

Jing Siyuan's rash intrusion made Lan Su's heart tremble, and she hurriedly stopped.

In contrast, Feng Chiling also withdrew the Suxue Sword.

Lan Suxin frowned and reprimanded: "You boy, why did you break in suddenly? Are you so afraid of death?"

Jing Siyuan stopped Feng Chiling and explained: "Mother, this man is a good man. He just saved my life. You can't hurt him."

Lan Suxin narrowed her eyes and said, "Save you? Why didn't I see it? What I saw was the man he let go just now!"

"And you, Shen Yeqing! Your cultivation is really retreating more and more! You actually gave that guy a chance to attack Siyuan? What about Sheng Rongxuan, what kind of arrows are you going to use? My old lady has been waiting here for a long time, but she didn't get it! "

Shen Yeqing suffered a slight injury to his left shoulder, he covered the wound and nodded slightly: "Maybe he encountered some trouble on the way and was delayed."

Lan Suxin wanted to yell at her, "I believe you..."

"My lord!" A loud voice suddenly came from a distance, and the ordinary-looking man in a light yellow robe appeared now, holding a black and bright red bow and arrow.

He came running in three steps at a time. After blinking at the four people present, he pressed his cheeks and said, "...Could it be that I'm late?"

Lan Suxin gritted her teeth and said, "You are late."

After a pause, she said again, "What's wrong with your arms and face?"

Sheng Rongxuan looked down at his arm, and said: "Oh, it's not a problem, someone stopped me on the way to the palace, and I was accidentally stabbed with a dagger. I accidentally scratched my face."

Lan Suxin crossed her arms and sneered, "Why didn't you stab your whole body? Useless trash!"

After finishing speaking, she took the flaming arrow from Sheng Rongxuan's hand, and stroked it back and forth with her slender, white fingers.

Lan Suxin lowered her eyelids halfway, and there seemed to be a raging fire burning in her pupils reflecting the arrows.

Abruptly, she turned around, her red clothes were flying, and she raised the flame arrow, facing Feng Chiling.

The bowstring was stretched out of shape, Jing Siyuan's eyes widened, and he called out, "Mother!"

"Get out of the way." Lan Suxin squinted one eye, using Feng Chiling as a bull's-eye, "I don't care if he saved you or not, but since he let go of the person who wanted to harm you, then he will A price must be paid!"

"Mother! How could you..."

Jing Siyuan still wanted to say something, but Feng Chiling put her hands on his shoulders, shook her head at him, and stood up by herself.

"Try it and see if you can hurt me with this bow and arrow."

Lan Suxin's smile was almost crazy at this moment, she sneered and said: "What a big tone!"

At the moment when the arrow was on the string and had no choice but to send it, a sentence that came into his ear suddenly made Lan Suxin startled suddenly, and stared at the front with his pupils shrunk.

"Big Brother..."

Lan Suxin frowned, and unconsciously loosened her hands rashly.Even though he doesn't have a bit of spiritual power, he still has great momentum.

He only watched an arrow filled with flames shoot towards Feng Chiling as fast as lightning.

Before Su Xuejian moved, a wooden sword rushed over first, blocking Feng Chiling's face.

Although it was shattered by the arrow, the flaming arrow was also extinguished and fell to the ground.

In the distance, Jing Wuyou and Shangguan Yun ran towards this place. When they ran a certain distance, Jing Wuyou stopped suddenly and stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

Jing Siyuan, Shen Yeqing, Sheng Rongxuan, and Lan Suxin all looked at Jing Wuyou with surprise on their faces.

The cold wind hit without any warning, and all the hair and clothes of everyone floated with the cool wind.

They stalemate like this for a long time, Jing Siyuan took the lead to ask: "Are you... Brother Wuyou?"

Shangguan Yun raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, patted Jing Wuyou who was stiff beside him, and said, "Who is that person, Junior Brother, your old acquaintance? You have good taste in clothes."

Jing Wuyou didn't speak, and silently took a step back.

Shangguan Yunwang saw that he was a little abnormal, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Even Shen Yeqing who was calm and calm, his eyelashes were trembling violently at this moment.

He walked a few steps in the direction of Jing Wuyou, and when he got around him, no matter how sure he was that the person in front of him was the one he was thinking of, he couldn't help asking: "Are you Wuyou?"

Jing Wuyou's breathing became slightly heavier, his fists were tightly clenched, he raised his eyes and stared at him for a while, and finally squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "Uncle Shen."

All of a sudden, Shen Yeqing hugged Jing Wuyou, put his palm between his hair, stroked the back of his head gently, and said in a trembling voice, "So you're fine, that's great."

Jing Wuyou slowly opened his eyes, with his hands raised in the air, he was hesitating whether to hug her back, only to catch a glimpse of Feng Chiling in the ice blue gown walking towards him with his hands behind his back.

He walked slowly in front of Jing Wuyou and behind Shen Yeqing.

Just when Jing Wuyou was about to call out "big brother", but before he could say a word, Feng Chiling suddenly grabbed Shen Yeqing by the back of the collar, forcefully pulled him out of Jing Wuyou's arms pulled out.

Being pulled like this, Shen Yeqing took a step back, only to see that Jing Wuyou's arms were empty, and his hands were still frozen in midair.

"Dumb boy, what do you mean?"

Feng Chiling: "..."

Jing Wuyou raised one eyebrow, and said with a half-smile: "Dumb?"

As soon as the words were finished, Feng Chiling immediately looked at this handsome young man who was about the same height as her, and took him into her arms without saying a word.

This time, Jing Wuyou's hand immediately touched Feng Chiling's waist.

He was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes, and then heard Feng Chiling facing Shen Yeqing, and said a particularly bad sentence, but it made his heart beat endlessly.

"This person was raised by me. If you want to hug him, you can only hug him. The rest of you don't use your hands or feet."