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Crushed snow fell.

Most of the sergeants didn't step forward to challenge him - the heavy snow, the border and the long absence of war, the most mentally exhausted.

What Ning Shiting said is right, their vigor and youthful dreams have been completely wiped out by this bitter cold and barren place.They dissipated along with Jiuzhou's spiritual energy and the lost chance to ascend to immortality.

Only a young boy, who was younger, heard his rumors and laughed loudly: "We guard ours, and Israelites, people full of black water, come to teach us about moral responsibility. Since you said , I'll try it!"

The sword lights up, and it is the flag bearer who makes the sound. He rode his horse and flew out from behind the formation, heading straight for Ning Shiting!

Within a breath, the soldier raised his hand to draw the knife, and the bright light of the knife flashed in front of his eyes. He thought he had drawn the knife, but when he raised his hand, it was empty—Ning Shiting turned around, and between the turns, the long knife in his hand Sheathing, when sheathing, the clear sound of the blade fell to the ground in the snow and went straight up.

Ning Shiting exhaled lightly, and the white steam dispersed in the cold air.

The soldier turned his head in astonishment, and saw that his knife had been cut off directly to the ground, without even swinging it off.

At this moment, everyone was shocked—this poisonous flood dragon, who was as beautiful as a fairy, and the weak son who was rumored to serve others in Israel, actually had such skills.

In the past, Ning Shiting was in the dark, armed with assassination skills and deadly incense, and worked for King Qing, pulling out nails. Ning Shiting himself couldn't tell if this was the first time he showed his skills in an open and honest manner.

That is the power of moths to the flame, every shot is the consumption of his remaining life.

"Anyone else?"

Ning Shiting asked, his voice was very soft, but very clear and transparent, with a hint of coldness.

There is no one left.

The remaining snow has fallen, the warm and white feathers sweep over the cold green pine needles, and the gold in the eyes of the snowy owl dissipates and returns to its true colors.

When the wind was blowing, Ning Shiting looked up at the sky.The entourage allocated to him by Prince Qing finally rode up to catch up: "Lord Ning, what's the matter?"

"What is that?" Ning Shiting narrowed his eyes. His physical condition has been deteriorating recently, and his eyesight is not as good as before. "A bird?"

"Report to Mr. Ning, it's a snowy owl, do you like it?" asked the entourage, "Shall we catch it for you?"

"No need." Ning Shiting's vision returned to clarity, and he saw the snow-white bird landed on another tree and began to peck at the withered seeds.

"It's an ordinary bird."

If it was him, he would fall on his shoulders.

Accompany him through the wind and snow at the border, or fall in front to guide him, the stars are so bright above the head, the sky is high and wide and deep, and the breath is clear with the fragrance of grass and trees, as well as the breath of snow.

Thousands of miles away, Jiuzhou is snowing.Amidst the rolling snowfield and white waves, a young man ran on the back of a wolf. He withdrew a wisp of spiritual consciousness, pinched it out at his fingertips, and then coughed up a mouthful of pitch-black blood.

Spiritual consciousness can spread freely with living beings, but the farther the distance is, the more spiritual consciousness will be consumed.They were about to reach Xizhou now, the distance from here to Dongzhou was already extremely far, and he couldn't hold on any longer.

"Your Highness, are you alright?"

Jin Ji arched his back, and the wolf fur on his neck was completely stained by the mouthful of black blood. He smelled the blood, and flicked his tail to rest on Gu Tingshuang.

Gu Tingshuang was riding on his back, and countless Lingshan white wolves followed in the snow behind him. They all walked silently in the snow. They walked the snow veins all the way, and the mountains and the ground escorted them all the way. Wherever they passed, the trees went deep into the veins of the ground. Open gaps and cover for them.

The little wolf opened his eyes from Gu Tingshuang's arms, and stretched out his tongue to lick the dried blood on his fingertips—the little wolf also suffered a lot of injuries in Dongzhou, and the wound was gradually healing, and the color of his fur began to mix Strands of gold.

"I'm fine." As soon as Gu Tingshuang spoke, he coughed up another big mouthful of black blood.His pale fingertips were grasping the thick wolf fur of Golden Ridge, and the smile in his eyes made it almost impossible to connect with his words: "This body won't last long."

The poison of the poisonous dragon twice.The soul-returning incense was to bring him back to life and gather spiritual energy. The Duyi incense made him immortal, but it could not detoxify him. Both the poison and the cold were damaging his blood and bones, making him weaker day by day.

The little wolf lay beside him, howling hoarsely, Gu Tingshuang's fingertips pressed hard, his knuckles protruding clearly, and grabbed the little wolf's tail.

He smiled hoarsely: "I'm afraid you bit off his arm, stupid pig."

The little wolf's ears drooped.

They entered Xizhou from the canyon in the middle of the night, and then took the frozen waterway and rushed to Baili Mansion.

Baili Mansion is heavily guarded. Sitting in the main hall listening to books, his eyebrows and eyes reveal a seriousness that does not match his age. Fen Lu is sitting in a wheelchair, trying and making incense, and the pigeons from the mansion are secretly flying one after another , Some froze to death on the snowy road.

A carrier pigeon flew into the courtyard, it was half frozen to death, and rolled to the ground when it couldn't stand still. Just as a servant wanted to pick it up, a huge white bird flew directly from nowhere, accompanied by the low growl of a beast, There was a crescent-shaped scar on the white wolf's ear, and he licked the carrier pigeon hungrily and rolled it into his belly.

Everyone in the courtyard was immediately frightened and did not dare to move, but suddenly sat up while listening to the book, and stepped out quickly: "Yueya, where is your master?"

"At this."

A young man's hoarse voice came from before the court. Gu Tingshuang stopped in the courtyard pushing his wheelchair, his eyebrows were covered with frost, and his voice was exhausted: "Please prepare some livestock meat for my brothers. They have been hungry for four days. It's night."

"Yes, let's prepare now." He had matured a lot in listening to the book and talking, and he asked in a low voice, "How is your son?"

"It's not very good, so we need to hurry up." Gu Tingshuang said.

Listening to the book, he vaguely realized something, but his voice was still tense, and he asked that sentence: "As soon as possible... what?"

Gu Tingshuang's lips moved, silently, but everyone present saw these two words.

"It's an incident."

Two years of preparation, just now!

Ning Shiting established contacts for him and won over the shogunate for him, and he himself led troops to practice. Now everyone thinks that King Lingjun is dead, but this is the best time.

"How about the Fu family and the Wei family?" Gu Tingshuang asked Fen Lu.

Fen Lu bowed her head and reported: "The two young masters are very concerned about your situation, and have not interrupted their contact. The Fu family came here in the name of asking for medicine. Please inform your Highness immediately if you have any news."

"understood."

Xizhou is under control.

Gu Feiyin's power in Xizhou is weak, and he is lazy in governing. He competed with the uncle Guo's family for the governance of Xizhou, and wanted to stabilize this big piece of fat, but no one really cared about the people of this land.

It is the Lingjun Palace that really allows the people of Xizhou to heal their injuries, sue them, and protect them when the snow monster strikes.They set up a civil affairs hall, and Ning Shiting and him dealt with official duties day and night. They had nothing to ask for, but Xizhou people remembered it in their hearts.

When the news of King Lingjun's death came, no one gave orders, and the people of Xizhou felt a great mourning.Xizhou is completely white for thousands of miles.

"In war, people will die." Gu Tingshuang said in a deep voice, "I want to avoid the dust beads, and you guys, think about what you want. This battle, I will fight for you, and I will fight for myself."

"Have you heard? King Lingjun was killed by his own father. Although the prince has great achievements, he is afraid of a son of Tianlinggen. When King Lingjun was still His Royal Highness, he was abused in every possible way in the house. , that whole body, I heard that the prince deliberately condemned people to destroy it."

"How could such a thing happen?"

"The world is unfair. King Lingjun has gone, and I don't know who the next master of Xizhou will be..."

"In the past, when the Immortal Chief was here, there was nothing to do when the Snow Demon came. We Xizhou is the most fertile land, but there is no one who can use fire in the town. How many people are frozen alive? Die!"

"Hey, how did the son's spiritual root be abolished? Miasma! How many people in Xizhou have been crippled by the miasma poison? You said, now that the road to immortality is broken, those who have a little spiritual root on the top wish to have everyone's spiritual veins destroyed. Wishing for eternity...they themselves have become immortals of a land, happy and happy!"

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The first thing that spreads than the flames of war is discussion.What spreads faster than talk is anger and suspicion.

The rest of Jiuzhou is not as rich and rich as Xizhou, and the news about the emperor and King Qing's other ways to extract the land and the spiritual energy of living people is also spreading like wildfire. A large number of magicians are determined to go to all continents to explore those closed places .

Sharkmen's north and south coasts, the Eight Great Spirit Mountains... and many more places.

The first one to rebel was not Xizhou, but Dongzhou.

That was the [-]th realm of Xianzhou, near the end of the new year.

Gu Feiyin and Ning Shiting set off officially, and Emperor Ling prepared to welcome them to the royal city, preparing for them a wedding that would shake Jiuzhou.

Ning Shiting followed the fairy family's wedding ceremony, and the empress's mother's family first prepared it. The emperor valued his incense making ability and gave him a mansion in the capital called Xiangju. He lived in it, and people came in and out every day to make preparations.

On the other hand, King Qing has done a lot of etiquette. There are six wedding ceremonies, plus rewards from the emperor.

"Xiushan Jade, Lingshan Ginseng... Young Master, don't you want to take a look at these?"

The maid in the mansion asked tentatively, "They are all good things. His Majesty even gave him a wolf skin, which he said was the white wolf king's skin from thousands of years ago. Would you like to see it?"

Ning Shiting was leaning on the porch with a small stove beside him, making tea. Hearing this, he raised his eyes, and his snow-white eyelashes trembled.

"Bring it to me and have a look."

His voice is gentle and soft. The new servants like his character very much, he is gentle and not domineering, but occasionally they will discuss whether this stunning mermaid who is about to become Princess Qing is about to die soon.

The wolf fur was thick and heavy, and Ning Shiting couldn't tell if it was the real wolf skin, but he hugged it into his arms.

Three days ago, the carrier pigeon from Tingshu's mansion sent a greeting letter, the tone and tone were Tingshu's, but the handwriting had been replaced with burning green handwriting.This means that they and Gu Tingshuang have already met.

But it wasn't Gu Tingshuang who wrote to him himself, and he didn't leave a single word. Ning Shiting could only try his best to guess his situation.

There is a cool plum fragrance on the letter.

He suddenly realized whose fragrance it was.

That was Gu Tingshuang's breath.

When he was in Lingjun Palace, he had a strange fragrance on his body, and he often mixed it, so he was sensitive to the fragrance. He always thought that there were too many plum blossoms planted in the mansion, and the fragrance of plum blossoms came from the mansion, but now, memories came back. There was the faint smell of the young man.

Strong, lonely, arrogant.

He's back, but don't write to him.

Are you still blaming him?

Ning Shiting lowered his head and hugged the wolf fur in his arms, the scar on his arm began to ache.

He exhaled softly.

"Report—Master Qin is here, please see Young Master." Someone reported outside, Ning Shiting withdrew his thoughts and raised his eyes: "Please let him in."

Qin Deng came here on the snow, with a hasty expression: "Ning Shiting, do you know about Dongzhou? Did the news get out from you?"

Ning Shiting raised his eyes suspiciously: "What?"

"A sorcerer went to Dongzhou to investigate, and found the spirit-gathering spells in the underground of Dongzhou and the sea of ​​sharks." Qin Deng said, "My lord wants to know if you have had a hand in it."

Ning Shiting smiled.The voice is clear and peaceful.

"You sent people to guard me day and night, and followed me like a prisoner. Whether I have revealed anything is something that you know for yourself."

"If you want others to be unaware, you have to do nothing yourself. You have lost your conscience and disregarded human life. This is retribution." Ning Shiting paused every word, with a smile still on his lips.

Qin Deng was stunned by his stab - he never expected Ning Shiting to be so straightforward: "You really don't want to live anymore?"

"Gu Tingshuang is dead, I have nothing to worry about, maybe this is what you want to see." Ning Shiting still smiled, "I want to get back what I wanted before, I won't say these words to the prince, To save face for each other, but it doesn't matter if you talk about it to you, a bastard."

There were other guards in the compound, and Ning Shiting did not hide his words from others, Qin Deng blushed and said, "You are really crazy! Ning Shiting!"

He turned and left.Angrily, he left the courtyard.

Ning Shiting lowered his eyes, looked at the white wolf fur in his hand, pressed his fingertips tightly against the rough fur, and then buried his cheeks in it.