Seeing Gu Xu running around, Xue Nu narrowed her eyes slightly, and an emotion called "anger" rose in her chest.
Although her human nature temporarily suppressed her instincts and took over the dominance of her body at this moment, this did not mean that her ghostly instincts had completely disappeared.
She wished that all the people in Liangzhou who were chasing Gu Xu would be turned into ice and their souls would immediately disappear.
"Master, I definitely don't want to see you do this."
In the back of her mind, a weak but clear voice repeatedly dissuaded her, keeping her conscious.
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So she turned to look at Kongxuan Sanren again.
This old man with gray hair and a kind face was the most terrifying existence in her memory.
But at this moment, she bravely looked directly at him, her eyes as cold as the snow in the sky.
"Let him go," she said.
She has always been reserved and not good at words. She would only make her requests to Kong Xuan Sanren in the simplest and most direct way.
"Why should I listen to you?" Kong Xuan Sanren smiled half-heartedly.
He waved his hand gently, and the people in Liangzhou who were chasing Gu Xu immediately became more crazy and irrational.
He believed that the snow girl's rationality could not last for long, believed that her performance at the moment was just a brief reflection, and believed that everything was still under his control.
He was like a cat catching mice - he was not in a hurry to kill the mice, but watched them struggle painfully under his paws, enjoying their painful and desperate look with pleasure.
Xue Nu sent a message to Gu Xu’s spiritual consciousness and borrowed the Jinghong Pen from him again.
Her poetic style has always been fresh, timeless, delicate and natural, so the snow she creates is often varied and full of vitality.
But now she realized that the poems she had written before and the spells she had created were not enough to deal with Kong Xuan Sanren.
She had to find new ways.
Inadvertently, a few poems written by Gu Xu not long ago on the top of Yishan Mountain came to her mind -
"Silver snakes are dancing in the mountains, and wax figures are riding in the mountains. They want to compete with the gods."
"Wuding fought against Yunni with his sword and took the imperial territory under the Milky Way. Three hundred thousand jade dragons were killed in the battle, and the defeated scales flew all over the sky."
They both write about snow, but Gu Xu can write it in such a majestic, heroic and uninhibited way that even God doesn't look down on him.
Kong Xuan Sanren is her creator and has more than one means of dealing with her. To a certain extent, it can be regarded as "God's will" that she cannot disobey.
Over the years, perhaps due to her birth as a concubine, she has long been accustomed to forbearing, accustomed to waiting, accustomed to putting herself in an unimportant position, ignoring her own desires, and silently accepting the arrangements of fate.
But now, she couldn't bear it anymore.
Just like no matter how docile an animal is, when someone touches its reverse scales, it will be aroused into terrifying rage.
She could endure her own pain, but she didn't want to see Gu Xu suffer at the hands of Kong Xuan Sanren.
If her life was black and white, monotonous and cold, then Gu Xu was the only warm and bright color in her life.
So she picked up her pen and composed poems in the air.
The spell that Gu Xu created that day - "Bailin Wind Scroll" - appeared for the first time in her hands.
I saw the flying snow in the sky suddenly changing direction, turning into countless gleaming sharp blades, flying towards the location of the many clones of Kong Xuan Sanren.
In the light and shadow of the snowflakes, the illusion of a group of armored warriors vaguely emerged, accompanied by the faint sound of killing shouts and the sound of weapons clashing, enveloping them with an aura of dying with the enemy and accepting death as home.
After all, Yuki-onna possesses a power comparable to that of a saint. In her hand, the Jinghong Pen truly showed the terrifying power of one of the twelve weapons of the Great Wilderness.
After seeing this, Kong Xuan Sanren couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, suppressed his smile, and his expression became serious.
He used the law of space to make all his clones turn into insubstantial shadows at this moment, trying to avoid Yuki-onna's unprecedented and desperate offensive.
However, those sharp snowflakes did not go straight through his body as Kong Xuan Sanren imagined - instead, they actually hit him, scratched his skin, and left behind a brave Qingyan's wound.
Although his body with strong self-healing ability quickly repaired these wounds, making his appearance intact as before, the shock deep in his heart was difficult to calm down for a long time.
He originally thought that Snow Girl, as a ferocious god-level ghost who was nurtured by the "Zhao Ming Forbidden Technique", should have power in vain, but she knew nothing about the avenues of heaven and earth other than ice and snow.
Kongxuan Sanren himself is proficient in many mysterious Taoist methods.
Logically speaking, he should be able to easily restrain a "reckless man" like Yuki-onna who has only one fighting method.
But at this moment, Xue Nu used the Jinghong Pen to cast a spell that he had never heard of!
This new spell can actually destroy all his methods at the "Tao" level!
The weird and unpredictable Taoism that he was proud of was defeated and disintegrated in the simplest and most brutal way the moment it touched these snowflakes!
"Could it be that... is this the real one-power breaking through the Jukai?" Kong Xuan Sanren took a deep breath.
But he soon realized that Yuki-onna's real power was not much beyond his, and it was far from being able to overcome skill with force.
The real secret is hidden in the Jinghong pen.
As a famous weapon of the Great Wilderness, the most terrifying thing about the Jinghong Brush is not its powerful destructive power or its ability to create illusions that appear to be real.
Instead, it allows its owner to use the artistic conception of poetry to create new spells that touch the true meaning of the great road.
Even if its owner is still low-level and does not have a thorough understanding of "Tao", as long as he can write a shocking work, the "Jinghong Brush" can automatically evolve the spirit and meaning in the poem based on it.
Because of this, when Gu Xu was only in the second realm, he could use the phrase "Thousands of birds will fly away, and all traces of people will be wiped out" to create the domineering spell "Ten Thousand Lai Silence" that can annihilate all extraordinary attributes. .
In the same way, the power of Snow Girl's spell is undoubtedly derived from the heroic spirit of daring to compete with God's will in the poem.
After this unexpected situation happened, Kong Xuan Sanren no longer dared to have a contemptuous attitude towards the enemy in front of him.
He had to suspend the ceremony to be promoted to Ghost King and focus all his attention on the battle.
He gave up using those fancy, mysterious and weird spells, and chose the simplest and crudest method. He used the thick real energy to build a huge shield, trying to block the oncoming snowflakes that were flying with cold light.
At this moment, he suddenly noticed that two imperceptible tears welled up in the corners of Xue Nu's eyes.
"She has become a ghost, how can she still shed tears?" Kong Xuan Sanren felt incredible.
