My nemesis begged me after my death

"........."

Xue Zhao moved his lips slightly, got up and walked out of the tent without saying anything.

The cold wind poured in for a moment, and Xie Guici let out a breath of cold air.He watched Xue Zhaowei's back disappear outside the curtain that had been drawn again, and nodded with his fingertips between his eyebrows.

"Are you angry?"

But this is indeed the best reason to remove Xue Zhaowei's suspicion.The tinder of the spirit snake clan was retrieved by Xie Guici, and Xue Zhaowei was his Taoist companion, the closest person in the world, so there was absolutely no need to steal the tinder.

Could it be that Xie Guici would not give it when he opened his mouth?

After thinking about it, the people who had been successfully brainwashed by Muturanya's words felt that this was indeed the case, and their doubts and resentment towards Xue Zhaowei gradually subsided.The tribe was appeased, and Muturanya was also relieved.

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Anyway, she didn't want to become enemies with Xue Zhaowei.The other party's strength is superb, and as the person with the strongest spiritual power in the clan, she knows that she has no power to fight back in front of Xue Zhaowei.

If her people angered the other party, with the other party's difficult temper, they might attack the entire Spirit Snake Clan.

Why did Mi Lanluo choose such a... partner?

Silent and grim.

Powerful, but also dangerous.

While Muturanya was still thinking, she suddenly bumped into a pair of cold and dark pupils.A white-clothed, black-haired youth stood in front of her at some point holding a sword.

"Can your snake still sense the breath of the thief?"

Mutulanya nodded, feeling a little confused, and Xue Zhaowei said in a low voice: "Lend it to me."

She slowly opened her eyes wide, and the pale yellow vertical pupils reflected the wind and snow behind Zhongyuan Jianxiu.

Snow did not know when it fell again.

………………

"He's gone?" Because of being overly surprised, Xie Guici's tune changed slightly, and the boiling hot tea was held in the palm of his hand to keep warm.This is no longer boiling water from flames and firewood, but heated with spiritual power.

"Your partner borrowed the tracking snake from me." Muturanya apologized in his eyes, "He left without saying anything. I'm sorry I couldn't stop him."

"It has nothing to do with you." Xie Guici shook his head, "He was originally that kind of person."

After saying this, Xie Guici felt a little funny again, it was clear that he and Xue Zhaowei hadn't known each other for long, so it seemed as if he knew him very well when he said this.

"He should be back soon." Xie Guici said softly. If Xue Zhaowei made a move, even the elite of the twelve sects of the demon world would probably not be able to withstand his sword.

Cang Xuejun's swordsmanship is absolutely outstanding.

Not to mention that there is no one before or after, at least it is the real number one in the world.Xie Guici fought against him, but he didn't dare to say that he had a slight chance of winning.

He guessed that maybe it was because Xue Zhaowei had nothing but a sword in the first half of his life, so he developed such a cold and unfriendly disposition.

But Xue Zhaowei is still a good person in essence.Otherwise, he can ignore the affairs of the spirit snake clan, and no one can embarrass him at all.

——He didn't realize at this time that Xue Zhaowei is not a warm-hearted person, and he has nothing to do with "good people" at all.

Is it gods and Buddhas, or evil spirits.

It's all a difference of thought.

The felt canopy was shaken by the wind, and the navy blue flag painted with the tail of a long snake fluttered violently on the clan ground. When the door blanket was swept away, a falling snowflake was blown by the cold wind onto the black eyebrows of the young people in Central Plains.

"I'll wait here for him to come back."

He spoke softly.

The saintesses of the Spirit Snake Clan had retreated with the snake group at some point, leaving behind the ultimate snow-like tranquility.

Xie Guici sat quietly for a while, and took out the "Snowy Moon".The flower that was cared for and nourished by spiritual surprises still maintains a blooming posture. This flower that Mu Henglai brought out from the Northern Wilderness at the request of He Yuejun has a beauty that is completely different from the enthusiastic flowers in the Central Plains.

It is very similar to Xue Zhaowei.

He thought, unconsciously raised the corners of his lips.

………………

In Tianjing City, the City Lord's Mansion is extremely luxurious, and needles drop silently on the floor covered with thick balls of animal fur.

"You said that everyone who followed Madam was arrested?"

There was a little coldness on Shen Huaizhi's lips.

Subordinate: "... yes."

He followed all the way without being noticed, but when he arrived at Xizhou City, he was arrested by the Fufeng Sect before he even entered the city.

"Fufeng faction? Xiang Shenyu?"

Shen Huaizhi had heard of the name of the young master of the Fufeng Sect, and now the head of the Fufeng Sect is closed to life and death, and all affairs are handled by Xiang Shenyu.This young master is different from someone like Jiang Dengnian whose origin is unknown and who was killed halfway. He is a typical example of the upbringing of a family of immortals.

Outstanding talent, proper advance and retreat, and dignified appearance, everything can be used as a model for raising younger generations.

Although he has a good reputation, Shen Huaizhi feels that Xiang Shenyu is really boring.

The decent people in Xianmen are boring in his eyes - except for Mu Henglai.

However, Xiang Chenyu has an interesting rumor circulating in the market. His biological father, the head of the Fufeng School, was not in retreat, but was killed by Xiang Chenyu's design, and he had already died in Jiuquan.

It can be seen that Xiang Shaozhu's skin is not perfect.

All kinds of news about Xiang Chenyu rolled through Shen Huaizhi's mind, and finally turned into a leisurely sigh: "Young Master Xiang is really a person who cannot be judged by his appearance."

"What does the city lord plan to do?"

"What else can I do, of course, go to the door and get those idiots back." Shen Huaizhi said.The people who were sent to follow Mu Heng were at least masters in the realm of masters. In the Northern Wilderness, it is not easy to smash down a spirit stone to find a master.It doesn't make sense for people to let Xiang Shenyu hold her back.

Someone has to collect the entrance fee.

He thought for a while, then smiled slightly: "Prepare the dowry, and follow me to Xizhou to ask for marriage."

Countless radiant spirit stones, precious mineral deposits buried deep in the wasteland of the North, furs of monsters galloping on glaciers, spirit beads held by snow fishes swimming in the Xiyue River...

As long as there are enough and precious enough treasures that can attract people's congresses to fight for them in the Central Plains, why can't they be exchanged for the treasures hidden by the Mu family in Xizhou?

Mu Heng came out of Tianjing City, but he will come back one day.

"Yes."

The subordinate responded, and at the same time thought: This is the real purpose of the city lord.

The snowfield stretched as far as the eye could see, and Xue Zhaowei's sword had been covered with frost, hot blood dripped from the tip, and soon condensed into bright red ice bricks.

The flames ignited by the sycamore branches fluttered in the cold wind, and the flames illuminated the youth's frosty face. The lines of his face were as sharp and stern as the edge of his sword.Xue Zhaowei went down the Moon River, looking for the clan of the Spirit Snake Clan.

——But if he has a better understanding of this mysterious and unpredictable snowfield, he will find that the flow direction of the Xi River and the Moon River is not static, they do not flow into the ocean, and no one knows where they will eventually flow.In the ancient and magnificent legends on the snow field, they are like the fate and time of generations, revolving back and forth, and the end of the river is also the source of the river.

The gentle river that seems to nourish the water and soil of one side also hides invisible and invisible malice.

Xue Zhaowei didn't know that the direction of the river in the Northern Wilderness was contrary to common sense, so he clenched his sword a little bit, only feeling that this section of the road was too far away.

So far that he may have departed from the clan of the Spirit Snake Clan.

The flame of the sycamore branch danced wantonly in the wind and snow, and suddenly, it became a little more dazzling.

Xue Zhaowei stopped in his tracks.

In the field of vision, the two rivers, which are like the sun and the moon in the sky, never meet or meet, converge at some point and stretch out from the frozen snow field, flowing towards the end of the sky.

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He remembered what Shen Huaizhi had said.

The big demon on the snowfield lives where the Xi River and the Moon River meet.

There was nothingness in front of me, the wind and snow howled, the flames ignited by the sycamore branches were blown into two clusters by the wind, and each cluster was beating crazily, as if trying to break free from the sycamore branches and run towards the embrace of destined fate.

Fireworks burn the fallen snowflakes, turning them into water vapor.

"hiss--"

Xie Guici put down the bowl overflowing with boiling soup, looked down at the fingertip of the index finger that was splashed by the hot water, stroked by pale golden spiritual power, a little redness quickly disappeared from the fingertip.

There was no fire from the sycamore branches outside the felt tent, so naturally there were no fireworks, let alone the spirit snake people dancing around the campfire.

Only the shadow of the moonlight shone sadly on the white snow.

Xue Zhaowei hasn't come back yet.

Xie Guici touched his little finger subconsciously, there was no phoenix bone ring there, it was empty.

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