Yu Hongchen

In the open space of the wilderness, Ji Qing braved the heavy snow and ran quickly, cold sweat running down his back uncontrollably. After searching for four or five hours, his endless pace finally came to a standstill in a big wasteland.

His body froze and he stopped straight on the snow.At the entrance of the eye is a smear of red in the vast snow, like a drop of blood sprinkled on a white jade plate, so red that it is almost blinding.

His younger sister was lying on the snow with her head up, her eyes closed, half of her body covered in heavy snow.At that moment, his heartbeat almost stopped suddenly.Hastily ran, and half-kneeled by the red side.He eagerly wanted to ask his sister what happened and why she acted in disregard of orders, but when he touched the face that was too similar to him, he didn't dare to ask any more.

There is a deep and heavy red mark under Ji Rou's lips, which is more dazzling than the robe on her body, and it is so swollen that it almost merges with the lower lip; the teeth can't be clenched, and the oozing is almost unstoppable The blood snaked to the ground along the cheeks and neck, mixed with the white snow.The snow under her body was all red and clotted, but she was still vomiting blood in big chunks from her mouth.

Her face was as pale as a living person, her eyes were tightly closed, her lips were still trembling slightly, she didn't know if it was too cold or too painful.

Ji Qing gently lifted her up and leaned on him.Her body was cold, but there was a burning heat from her chest. Even Ji Qing, who was kneeling on one side, suddenly thought he had been scalded.

When he received the summons from the sect master, he was always restless, afraid of seeing the most terrifying scene.It's just that when he saw his sister lying on the ground, the shocking scene still shocked him.

"Sister, sister...Xiaorou..." His hands trembled violently, and tremblingly he held the most important person in his life into his arms.Fortunately, he was still breathing, although it was weak, but at least he was still a living person.

Ji Qing called again softly: "Sister, Xiaorou..."

Ji Rou opened her eyes in a daze, and there was water in her eyes, and she no longer had a trace of expression.After a long while, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and said angrily, "Brother...I'm in so much pain..."

Ji Qing's heart was pierced instantly.This is his strongest sister, what kind of pain does it take to make her cry in front of her brother regardless of face.He lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "Are you cold? Brother will take you back."

With great difficulty, Ji Rou regained her distracted eyes, stared at him, and said in a weak voice almost begging: "Brother, I don't want to hurt anymore, please kill me..."

Ji Qing guessed that his sister was babbling nonsense from the cold, so he comforted him softly: "When He Suo realizes it, let him save you with the Lixue Nineteen Swords."

Tears ooze from the corner of Ji Rou's eyes, and she said with a smile: "brother...but Ji Rou...don't want to ask for help..."

Ji Qing couldn't help crying: "Brother, go and beg him, I will kneel in front of him and beg him to save you! If he doesn't want to, brother will tell Bai Xuan!" No matter how common the relationship between Rou is, but there was once a sworn brotherhood, how could he just stand by Ji Rou and refuse to save him?It's just that he was so full of panic at this time that he was incoherent.

Ji Rou still begged bitterly: "Please kill me, brother, I really hurt..."

"Don't mess around!" Ji Qingdou burst into tears, looking around, he said: "Snow, yes, use snow..." He hurriedly picked up a fistful of snow, and covered Ji Rou's wound with it , his hands didn't listen, and most of them fell on his sleeves.Even though his hands were cold, he seemed to be scalded. He withdrew his hand abruptly, sprinkled the snow powder all over the ground, and looked down in a daze.

Ji Rou wanted to die: "Brother, it's too late, I'm in pain, I'm in pain... Please help me..."

Ji Qing hugged her tightly, crying and shouting: "Confused! How can you be so cruel? Treat me like this!" He raised his head and shouted loudly: "How did you realize it? Then why didn't the damn one come?"

Leaning in his arms, Ji Rou smiled miserably and said, "I'm sorry...brother...little sister is always capricious..."

Ji Qing covered his face, and suddenly let out a loud cry, as if he had finally woken up from a long nightmare.Looking back at his sister who was in pain, he gently caressed that face, with tenderness in his eyes: "Okay, brother will help you..."

Ji Rou closed her eyes with a smile, as if she had fallen into a sweet dream.

And when Shang Lixing woke up and rushed to the position with all his disciples and disciples, Ji Rou's body was already completely cold.Shang Lixing stood stiffly, his whole body was cold, and there was a needle-like pain in his heart.It's been too long, and he can't remember. When Wu Nian vomited blood and died, was he also so sad?

Ji Qing hugged Ji Rou's body tightly, buried his head deeply in the snowdrift, and made a low whine.

Shang Lixing's ears roared like thunder, a mouthful of fishy sweetness gushed out of his throat, and he almost fainted.But knowing that this is not the time to fall down, he bit his lips tightly, and forced himself to swallow the blood from his heart.

Xiang Wanjing looked at everything in front of her quietly, realized what a huge mistake she had made, whimpered, and kept crying, "I made my own decisions, I was self-righteous!"

Shang Lixing sighed sadly, and persuaded: "Don't say it, Junior Sister... This is not..." He wanted to say "It's not your fault", but when he thought about this change, how could he know that it was not God's will?The way of heaven is impermanent, who can escape the ruthless hand of fate?

He took a deep breath, held back the murderous intent, and asked the doorman behind him in a cold voice: "Have you traced the trace of the demon king?"

A doorman hurriedly came to report: "Sect master, we found the corpses of the Yaozu in the wilderness fifteen miles away, as well as the corpses of our Qiushuimen loose cultivators."

Shang Lixing asked: "Did the Yaozu face our casual cultivators?"

"Yes," the doorman replied, "It's the fourth brother Xing and his brothers. They were hunting for that Xie Liuchen on the west bank recently, but they happened to meet the Demon King and suffered a terrible accident—"

Shang Lixing turned around abruptly, his eyes burst into flames and he said, "Who are you talking about?"

The disciple was stupefied by him, and stammered: "That... Xie Liuchen who killed mortals... They, Xing Laosi, they received a report from disciples of other sects, saying that this Xie Liuchen appeared on the West Bank... So... ..."

"He's dead too?" Shang Lixing's face turned pale, blood almost gushed out of his heart.He forced himself to stabilize his mind, and said in a trance: "Is he there too?"

The doorman was in a dilemma and didn't know how to answer.

Shang Lixing breathed a sigh of relief again, and asked in a trembling voice, "How many corpses do you think are there?"

That doorman didn't dare to say any more, his tongue was tied and he said incoherently: "Total, total, there are 63 people in total, I'm not sure if they are all from the demon clan. The demon king is nowhere to be seen, but... maybe he fled back to Xiya It's a mountain..."

Shang Lixing's heart became cold, and he walked toward the wilderness in disobedience, muttering: "Go, go and have a look, go...to see..." The disciples saw him in a daze, and their hearts were full. Once tight, they all involuntarily followed up.

Eagerly walking to the stump in the wilderness that the person said, he could see dozens of corpses with different shapes lying randomly on the ground, covered in thick snow quilts.Shang Lixing took the lead, leaned over in a hurry, lowered his body and wiped the white snow off one person's face, and said, "It's not him, it's not him!" He got up and walked to the other corpse, watched with blood, and repeated the same thing Once again: "It's not him, it's not him!" His nagging behavior is really quite different from his usual gentle and calm attitude.

All the sects behind looked at each other, only felt that the actions of the sect master in front of him were too strange and unpredictable, but He Suwu Xiang Wanning and others never followed, and the sects did not dare to come forward to ask and persuade each other, so they just looked aside blankly, letting The owner of his own family made such an absurd move.

When Shangli was about to take a closer look at the dozens of corpses on the ground, all the disciples finally heard him say a normal sentence: "Bury Xing Lao Si and the others alive." The disciples hurriedly approached and acted as instructed.

Not finding the person in his heart, Shang Lixing's heart finally returned to its original place, his strength was exhausted, the fishy sweetness in his throat could no longer be suppressed, he panted and coughed violently, and raised his head to vomit blood!

Everyone around was scared out of their wits and shouted: "Sect Master!" "Senior Brother Shang!"

Shang Lixing fell down, unable to open his eyes anymore.

In this year, the climate of the Nanling Continent changed drastically. In February, the sea water thawed, in April, there was a sea tide, and in July, it snowed.At the beginning of July, the Yaozu led 500 people to attack the Nanling Continent, and the whole army was defeated. Except for the Yaowang and two followers, all died in battle.After the defeat of the Demon King, he fled back to Xiya Mountain in a panic, not daring to step out of the mountain again.The 87 female cultivators of Buchan Palace and the [-] casual cultivators of Qiushuimen also died heroically.The head of the Qiushui Gate hasn't been seen since the previous assassination.As for whether it is dead or alive, there are different opinions from the outside world, but they don't know which one is true and which one is false.

And Xie Liuchen, who was said to have been abandoned by Yunshan and later hunted down by Qiushuimen, is nowhere to be found.Probably dead too.