The knight took everyone from Shangxie Guild and searched around Shicheng, but found no trace of Si Xiaonan and Leng Xuan.
"Perhaps they have something to do and I left first." An Qingyu said thoughtfully, "However, given Si Xiaonan's condition, she should be..."
He didn't say the remaining half of the sentence. After all, with the two ghosts and gods introduced into the body, coupled with the binding of Loki's soul after his death, no matter how he looked at it, Si Xiaonan could not survive.
Everyone was silent for a long time, looking a little heavy.
"Now is not the time to mourn, we still have unfinished tasks." A special envoy said calmly, "Loki is dead, and the barrier between the 'human circle' and Asgard should also be broken... We can go up directly.
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"Yes, Memorial and Qiye are still in Asgard. There should be chaos there now."
Cao Yuan nodded immediately, "Let's seize the time."
Everyone immediately set off and rushed straight towards the passage between the "Human Circle" and Asgard.
Not long after running, Baili Pangpang was walking towards the end, when his feet suddenly slipped, and an ancient stone brick that had existed for an unknown period of time suddenly opened several fine cracks.
These cracks are intertwined with each other. At first glance, they have no meaning, as if they were simply crushed. But if you look carefully, you will notice a distinctive rhythm...
Baili Chubby glanced at his feet from the corner of his eye, and his eyes suddenly froze.
"Eternal Life Pill?" He stood there blankly and whispered to himself,
"All immortals are born... Is that catastrophe finally coming?"
Baili Pangpang stood there like a sculpture. After a long time, he sighed... his expression seemed a little helpless.
"Pangpang!" Cao Yuan in the distance shouted when he saw Baili Pangpang hadn't left yet.
Baili Pangpang took one last look at the gravel texture, then trampled it into powder and scattered it into the air along with the yellow sand.
"Coming!" he responded and hurried forward.
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Mist.
An unknown snow mountain.
In the dead silence and pale world, Si Xiaonan's eyelashes trembled slightly, shaking off pieces of snowflakes.
Her eyes slowly opened, and deep in her eyes, there was a deep confusion...
"I..." Si Xiaonan stared blankly at the familiar world in front of him, seeming a little confused as to why he could still wake up.
At this moment, she saw from the corner of her eye the body that had been wrapped in ice and snow next to her, and her pupils suddenly shrank!
She froze on the spot for a long time, and then as if she was crazy, she suddenly got up from the ground and stumbled to his side.
"Leng Xuan?! Leng Xuan!!!" Si Xiaonan hugged his body and kept shaking it. A bone-chilling chill came from his fingertips. His body was already as stiff as ice.
Her face turned pale and she kept calling Leng Xuan's name.
"Eternal Life Pill...Eternal Life Pill?!" Si Xiaonan stared blankly at the scene in front of her, and soon understood what happened. She turned around and saw several Xingshen Pills on the ground that had been frozen into ice slag, like lightning strikes.
.
What Leng Xuan ate was never the Immortality Pill...but the Awakening Pill that he begged from the God of Forging.
He gave the immortality pill to himself.
"No...I won't let you die, I won't let you die!" Si Xiaonan hugged Leng Xuan's body and murmured to herself like a demon. She roared angrily, and the surging divine power exploded, sweeping the top of the snow mountain.
All the snowflakes are flying in all directions!
Countless black threads extended from her body, intertwining into conspiracies, blooming with mysterious light.
One trick after another dissipated, Si Xiaonan's red eyes stared at Leng Xuan in her arms, but no matter how she activated the tricks, Leng Xuan's body did not recover at all...
Trickery can deceive short-term history, but it is not omnipotent.
Even Loki in his heyday could only rewrite the history of more than forty seconds ago, and Leng Xuan's death lasted longer than that...
Countless tricks were shattered around Si Xiaonan. She clenched her fists tightly and slammed them to the ground with a violent roar!
boom--!!
Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, the snow mountain suddenly collapsed, and the rolling avalanche flooded the ground below, like a loud thunder, echoing across the valley.
Si Xiaonan held Leng Xuan in his arms and knelt on the nothingness. His hot tears dripped on the surface of the frost-covered corpse, creating ripples.
"God of trickery...eternal life...what use do I need these for?!" Si Xiaonan was like a child who had lost everything, crying and roaring heartbreakingly in the snowy sky,
When the flying snowflakes gradually drifted back to the valley, and the world fell into a dead silence again, Si Xiaonan slowly put his forehead into Leng Xuan's arms,
Choking and muttering to himself:
"I... don't want to go home alone..."
The cold wind whimpered and the mist drifted.
In the messy snow-capped mountain valley, Si Xiaonan held Leng Xuan's body and cried for a long time before slowly standing up.
She wiped away the freeze-dried tears on her cheeks, bit her lip, fumbled behind Leng Xuan's waist for a moment, and took out a metal box the size of a cigarette box.
"Leng Xuan...you have to feel aggrieved in there for a while. I have to do something, and then I will take you home..." She looked at Leng Xuan, who was pale, and said softly.
She opened the [Mobile Arsenal] and was about to put Leng Xuan's body inside, but her movements paused.
She hesitated for a moment, then took off the blood-stained black windbreaker that Leng Xuan was wearing and put it on herself.
"Just watch, Leng Xuan..." Si Xiaonan rubbed the collar of his windbreaker and muttered to himself, "I will make Asgard pay the price..."
Si Xiaonan touched the metal box with her fingertips, and a faint light flashed through. Leng Xuan's body was put into it. She carefully put the [Mobile Arsenal] in her arms and put it away. She slowly turned her head and looked at the misty person.
direction.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous intent flashed in her cold gaze.
The blood-stained black windbreaker danced wildly in the wind. Si Xiaonan stepped out in the air, outlined by countless black threads, and her figure instantly disappeared into the wind and snow.