"Miaomiao!"
"Miaomiao!"
Wen Renxian clenched his fists and tried hard to restrain the urge to step forward, otherwise Dr. Liaoyan was afraid that he would be injured a second time. Leng Ningchi stepped forward to help but Shui Miaomiao threw away his hand. Dr. Liaoyan glanced at the roll call and was eager He asked, "What did you hear again? I felt uncomfortable and sealed my ear points."
Everyone was at a loss and didn't know how to relieve Shui Miaomiao.
Shui Miaomiao squatted on the ground. She never thought that the spiritual language could not be controlled and there was no such thing as being closed. She could only use spiritual power to suppress the shield. But sometimes the impact would be too great and she would lose control or Shui Miaomiao would relax for a moment. .
This time it was obviously a huge impact, and Shui Miaomiao was completely unprepared.
But shouldn't Fengruo help her stop the voice of the resentful spirit? So it’s not a ghost that’s been imprisoned and lingering here, it’s something new!
Shui Miaomiao suddenly raised her head, looking for the source of the sound. It was already dusk when she saw it, and a bloody red sun covered half of the sky, exuding bursts of chill. A guess was squeezed out from the gap between her teeth, "Snow crystal?"
Snow crystals are being born here, and Shui Miaomiao is trembling all over. There is a lot of noise here. If there are snow crystals coming out in a steady stream, it is naturally impossible to condense snow crystals here, so it must be the kind of killing. .
"Ningchi." Shui Miaomiao waved her hand and groped for Leng Ningchi's dress. Leng Ningchi held her in his arms and replied worriedly, "Here, what's wrong?"
Leng Ningchi leaned over and Shui Miaomiao whispered in her ear, "Take good care of my master. You promised to take good care of him."
If there is killing, danger may spread here. Wenrenxian must not let anything happen. After saying that, Shui Miaomiao headed towards the source of the sound like an arrow from a string.
Who is making snow crystals? She must ask clearly today, and she has chased them all here. If it doesn't work, then she will have no choice but to kill. No one can destroy what Leng Ningchi wants!
"Miaomiao!" Leng Ningchi didn't catch it. She subconsciously took a step forward and then took it back. She turned back to look at Wen Renxian.
Doctor Liaoyan struggled to get up but was held down by Wen Renxian. Wen Renxian nodded slightly to Leng Ning Chi, who then chased after him.爑
Liaoyan coughed uncontrollably and said with difficulty, "Aren't you worried?"
"I'm learning to let go, not to mention I can't stop you." Wen Renxian retracted his hand from Dr. Liaoyan's shoulder, and his voice sounded a little low, "Your situation is not much better, and now it's sunset again."
Doctor Liaoyan was a little surprised. Is Wen Renxian a little discouraged and giving in? The next second, I heard Renxian continue, "I'm saying nothing will happen to Miaomiao, and I won't let anything happen to her."
Seeing Shui Miaomiao's back getting smaller and smaller until he could no longer see it, Doctor Liaoyan seemed to be able to hear the sound of bones cracking as Wen Renxian clenched his fist.
The wound was so painful that it made people confused, so Wen Renxian didn't change at all. Doctor Liaoyan sighed helplessly and pressed the wound carefully before saying, "You'd better not mess around. I don't have the energy to care about you now..."
Shui Miaomiao's feet fell softly into the snow, and the rising snowflakes relieved the blood redness in front of her eyes.
The cold sword was swung lightly, killing one after another. The blood splashed from the slit throat. The fallen people were like butterflies, helpless and withered by the cold winter.爑
They want to escape, but they can't. Is it food to eat or water to drink? A trust they had never doubted was entrusted to the jackal.
….
"No, don't!" Some begged for mercy, while others kowtowed, but none could stop the opponent from approaching step by step. The raised sword fell, and blood surged, adding a touch of color to the pure white snowfield and contributing to the hurricane in the sky.
"It's so noisy~" If she hadn't said that fear and hatred are needed to breed, why would she be so tired with her hands?
"Why?" He asked in a hoarse voice with reluctance, "Tong Ai, you killed your fellow disciples and you weren't afraid of being scolded!"
"Hahahaha." Tong Ai laughed wildly, "Who's going to scold me? Everyone here will die except me. I'm saying that this is called fulfilling my duty. My mission is to deal with the traitors and their accomplices."
"Impossible! Impossible!" Someone got up like crazy and rushed towards Tong Ai, but he bumped into the sword lying horizontally in Tong Ai's hand and cut him in half with one strike.
Two parts of the body fell to the ground, but the hands were still
Gan De tried to grab Tong Ai's clothes and lead him into hell together.爑
Tong Ai kicked the person away in disgust, and Tong Ai sneered, "It's you who don't know what's good and what's good. You reported missing people over and over again to urge investigation. The path of spiritual practice is tedious. What's the fuss about a few who can't hold on after running away?"
"Haha, haha." Some people shouted to the sky in despair, "We just want to find our partners. It turns out that all this is wrong in the eyes of the sect. There is no such thing as deep love, knowledge, righteousness, and affection. Bo Yuntian doesn't care. If they exist, then why should we practice? Are we just empty-handed! So it’s all wrong! Wrong! Hahahahahahahaha!” The man frantically tried to use up his last bit of strength to die together. The exploded body was as bright as a flower but was not injured. To Tong Ai every cent.
Tong Ai was very angry, wiped the blood from her face and cursed angrily, "They are all just trash who is causing trouble!" She was not sure if this kind of suicide was of any use, so she raised her eyebrows and looked at the last two survivors. Hugging each other, there was only fear and trembling in their eyes.
They didn't want to die, and they knew it was useless to beg for mercy. It turned out that they had been abandoned by the sect long ago. Thinking of Tong Wuxi's many looks back when he left, she also knew that, so she rarely communicated with them.
Whether they live or die depends only on Tong Ai's thoughts. There is no forced order. Tong Wuxi did not want to cause this murderous incident. As long as the missing people can be dealt with cleanly, if they can keep silent about this matter, It's not impossible to go back, but I don't know who Tong Ai talked with and what, so I asked Tong Wuxi to go back to the clan to report on her duties. She couldn't kill him casually, after all, her surname was Tong.
More and more resentment and resentment gathered, and the fresh life turned into the freshest soul. Shui Miaomiao covered her ears in pain, as if she could see those floating and twisted souls in front of her eyes, being stirred into the wind whirlpool in the sky, and even... The last bit of hope was crushed inch by inch.
Shui Miaomiao had chased Xuejing before, but this was the first time she saw such a scene.爑
She may not have a good impression of the Hehuan sect, but the people in that boat did not harm her. They danced together and watched the sunrise and sunset together. Some of the girls cooked quite delicious food. They would even hear them when they were drunk. Speaking of imagining that I will never set foot in the snowfield again when I find my friends and relatives...
With tears in her eyes, Shui Miaomiao climbed up from the snow and roared, "Tong Ai!" Hua Gui Ri held it in his hand, and the bead chain wrapped around Tong Ai's wrist, pulling him back.
Tong Ai staggered a few steps and then stopped as steady as a rock. He turned around and looked around, "Lang Miao?" He subconsciously suppressed the fierce glare in his eyes, but then he smiled and broke away from the bead chain. He smiled unscrupulously, still retaining the cuteness and gentleness of the past, "That's true. I want to be your friend, so why are you causing so much trouble?"
"Friend? You don't deserve it!" Feng Ruxun gave her blessing, Shui Miaomiao dodged to Tong Ai's side and slashed down with her long sword.
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