This is the question Xue Miyin wants to know the most.
Along the way, she chatted a lot with people she had reunited with after a long absence. She felt more and more that during their separation, this girl had grown up much faster than she imagined. No matter what she did, she had a way; no matter what she did, she
They all had plans. Before going into the mountain, she and Miyin had planned everything that needed to be prepared, and there were even many items that Miyin had ignored. It seemed that Miaomiao was an expert at surviving in the wild. There were monsters everywhere.
Is this such an instinct?
However, she didn't tell Miyin much about how to obtain the Demonic Pestle.
At present, what they can confirm is that the Demonic Pestle was carried by a person from the Zuojimen. Originally following Miaomiao, Miyin felt that she didn't even need to carry it with her. She just wanted to travel with a reliable sister with two legs.
As long as she knew how to run, it would be fine. But regarding the matter of seizing the pestle, she discussed it with her friends again and again, and was finally convinced.
During the argument, Miaomiao was eloquent and eloquent. Miyin even felt that her eloquence was like that of a veteran in the business field. She was completely unable to say anything from the position of an older person. Although she was still familiar with the person beside her.
, but she felt as if she had been persuaded to participate in a dangerous game of house, and there was no way out.
Of course it is dangerous to get something that does not belong to you from others. Even standing here, facing the other party, Xue Miyin knew very well that the other party would never give away a magic weapon like the Demonic Pestle.
.Even if Miaomiao can grow two mouths and four tongues, she still can't convince the other party with her eloquence as if she were talking to herself. Then, there is only one choice.
By robbing.
"Because he is from Zuojinmen and has killed many people, so he must be worthy of his death."
This sentence was the most terrifying sentence Xue Miyin heard since they reunited.
What's even more terrifying is that she doesn't think there's anything wrong with what she said.
Xue Miyin didn't care how many people that person killed, nor did he care about his life or death. She just wanted to know, since they hold the divine pestle and are familiar with the world's martial arts, how should they deal with such a peerless master? Three-inch indestructible
Tongue is just a joke, even a fool will not give up his lifelong martial arts knowledge to someone based on a few words.
Miaomiao said she had a way.
They were very lucky. On the first night of climbing, they learned a piece of useful information. After trekking in the snow for three days, the two finally arrived at the target. It can be said that everything went surprisingly smoothly. It was also like
As Miaomiao said, the woman with the magic pestle had the black clothes on her chest pressed against her left lapel. Because they were all pure black, Xue Miyin's eyes, which were a little dull in the vast white snow, took a long time to identify.
See clearly.
"Sister, can you make it easier for me?"
Wei Donglin turned his face slightly, but his eyes were fixed on the snake monster. She probably heard clearly, but said nothing.
"We heard that the legendary Demon-Conquering Pestle was in your hands, so we traveled thousands of miles to see you just to see the magic weapon. I hope that for the sake of our inheritance, my sister can take care of us.
wish."
Xue Miyin's hand couldn't help but tighten the stem of the shamisen. The woman who was one foot away from the two of them brought an indescribable oppression to her. This was because she was dressed in pitch black, like someone from the Eastern Kingdom.
Mourning clothes? She also wore a big hat, which looked incompatible with the serious and regular clothes. Even without getting close, Miyin felt that she was very tall. After all, her figure was so slender and she looked a bit scary.
.
She couldn't help but think of a story she had heard at a certain house in the past. It was about a slender black shadow that would appear on the distant mountains after snow, moving like a ghost. Children who saw it would be fascinated by it and couldn't help but chase after it.
Go to the mountains and never come back. Even though it was an educational story to scare children and prevent them from being kidnapped and trafficked for their fun, Miyin couldn't help but feel a chill when she recalled it. She had almost forgotten this story.
Miaomiao...does she want to be an enemy of such a killer?
She turned her head stiffly and looked at this confident friend. She still had a bright smile on her face, as if no matter what happened, she was not afraid. Finally, the woman wearing a hat slowly took off her hat.
, like a statue suddenly coming to life. She revealed that horrifying face, and Miyin took a breath of air.
Miaomiao she--do you really want to be an enemy of such a monster?
At this distance, Xue Miyin could see clearly enough and was sure that it was by no means a simple mask. It was almost a part of the woman, firmly attached to her face, like half of her skin. And there were eyes.
It was a faint layer of white, with no pupils visible. Whether the eyes were frozen or simply covered with a thin layer of frost was unknown.
"Are you from the Zuojin sect?"
She spoke, and her voice was as cold as the snow that never melts all year round.
"Well, that's not what you think, right?" Miaomiao spread her hands, "Look at our clothes, they are not the same as yours."
"I think so. After all, it's impossible for the sect leader to suddenly regret his decision."
Xue Miyin turned his head and asked his friend softly: "Is there a master of the Zuojinmen too?"
"No." From so far away, Wei Donglin actually heard clearly, "It's just that we tend to call him the sect master. In this case...it seems that you are not. Then you are the enemy."
"Your world is really black and white... If someone is not one of yours, does he have to be an enemy?"
"People who are not ours, but who go to great lengths to see me, are enemies."
Xue Miyin broke into a cold sweat. This woman is really shrewd. But of course, otherwise, how could she have been holding the magic weapon quietly for so many years, not only without incident, but also without anyone knowing about it.
The strong cold wind blew from the hillside, blowing her heavy
Her heavy hair was blowing up. Those long leaden hair that had brushed past her knees were now dancing wildly like crazy. Xue Miyin instinctively felt uneasy, but was not prepared to back down. After all, just like Miaomiao
As I said: You have come, do you want to go back empty-handed?
"Where do you come from?" she asked, "Where do you come from?"
Doesn't she know the distribution of spiritual veins nearby? Xue Miyin wasn't sure whether she was asking questions sincerely or just talking casually.
Miaomiao said: "Why don't you let us feast our eyes on it first, and then we will tell you where we came from. This is fair, right?"
"...You guys should go back as soon as possible. It's not too late yet. When it gets dark, it will be difficult to find the way."
It seemed that this woman wanted to send them away like children. Her tone seemed to be giving them an ultimatum. Xue Miyin didn't know what to do, but a long red streak suddenly burst into her eyes.
Before she could see what it was, she saw the red color rushing toward the woman. Then
The second red ribbon was as slender as the previous one, and it was particularly eye-catching in the white world. Miyin finally saw it clearly - they were two red ribbons. Their source was in Miao Miao's hand, and the ends were firmly in place.
Trapped on Wei Donglin's body. The red covered the black, leaving only her withered long hair exposed.
The woman's face was expressionless, as if she wasn't bothered at all.
Xue Miyin was only surprised. Where was Miaomiao hiding such a long red silk? Could this be her weapon? She saw that she shook her head hard, and the two waves of air moved neatly side by side, extremely flexible.
When they reached the end, they threw the target violently from the sky like powerful hands. Miyin saw a black spot rising in the sky, like a winged male.
Eagle. Then, she fell straight from a high place and reached a farther place. They didn't know what the situation was, and they didn't plan to go up to check it yet. But just after she fell into the snow, a white snow wave came towards them, carrying it with them.
A blast of chilling cold air blew the two of them unable to move forward. It took a while before the wind and waves stopped, and an arc-shaped wall of snow piled up behind them.
As for the land in front of him, the dark surface was exposed. There were no traces of snow, nor any signs of life. It was just the land that was as hard as stone and squeezed by the snow. Miyin took two steps forward.
There is no longer the snow buffer that I have become familiar with in the past two days, and I am still not used to it. In the distance, Wei Donglin stands upright in the center of this snow-free circle, standing erect.
"It's pretty much what I thought. It's really awesome."
"Uh..." Miyin still felt unsure.
Miao Miao suddenly raised her right hand again, and the soft red satin was fiercely pulled towards the ground. A ferocious crack began to spread from the point where the force was applied, spreading forward like crazy, and many black and angular rocks flew to the ground.
In the air, she turned around again like she was dancing, as soft as a bone. The satin on her left hand bent according to her will, and she drew several arcs with her backhand, hitting the stones accurately and powerfully, and arranged them in order.
Earth Dynasty
The woman threw in the direction. Miyin saw her fighting style for the first time. Regardless of the choice of weapons and the sword, this combination of strength and softness was really not what a teenage girl could do. But she was
She did it, every move was like a professional dancer, dancing the graceful sleeve dance. She had never seen it with her own eyes, but she had heard about it, and thought that there might be no difference between the two, but the real dance... had to be gentle.
More.
The ground in front of her became pitted, and more than a dozen large rocks flew towards Wei Donglin. She lowered her waist backwards and supported the ground with one hand, completely supporting herself with three fingers. When the boulder came, she exerted force between her fingers and let her body
He twisted around and hit with one kick
The first stone that came her way, then the second, and the third, she fought back deftly, her legs and feet as sharp as a tailor's scissors, kicking back all the stones that came towards her. When she turned back, Mi
Yin obviously felt that their power was stronger.
Yaon threw out a pick from his sleeve and quickly swept it on the strings of the shamisen. A harsh and strange sound rushed out, and the sound hit the rocks that were about to come into contact with them. As they approached them, the black stones
The power slowed down significantly, as if the air had become thicker. Finally, all the stones were shattered before coming into contact with them. The black mud and rocks stood in front of them, like small piles of coal powder.
Her hands holding the pick were covered in cold sweat.
"Let me just say, Miyin is really amazing." Miaomiao praised.
"...You too." Or rather, it was even unexpected.
Wei Donglin stood opposite, gently dusting off the dust on her hands. She pushed her hair behind her shoulders and looked at them.
"You are serious."
"Didn't you say that from the beginning?" Miaomiao responded with a big smile.
Wei Donglin nodded as if she understood something. At some point, there was an object in her hand. It was too far away and they couldn't see it clearly. They could only see that the sunlight shining on it was as beautiful as stars.
"Okay... let's play with you."
Xue Miyin, who focused all his attention on the difficult enemy, did not notice how distorted the smile of his young friend beside him was.
