The silver-white thread seemed to fade away bit by bit after all of Shi Ruolan's injuries had recovered.
On top of this city wall, even Zong Shou himself was equally astonished. Last time when he tested Shi Ruolan with the Fantasy Heart Mirror, he had already noticed that there seemed to be something hidden in this little girl's soul sea.
thing.
The little bit of spiritual energy that was penetrated just now was also intended to trigger. However, he never thought that he would accidentally elicit such a powerful thing.
His heart felt even colder, knowing that he was probably too optimistic about Shi Ruolan's situation these days.
Although her body has such strong recovery power, it is still covered with scars. It can be seen how much abuse this girl has endured in the twenty-odd days since he was absent——
If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.
I am really stupid. I should have thought of Shi Ruolan's tribe, but in fact I didn't want to see her.
It was so stupid that he threw this little girl back to the Snow Lion clan and ignored her. He thought that this would take care of her relationship with Zhi. But it was totally meaningless that Shi Ruolan's so-called blood relative would treat her like this.
"——This is the Snow Seal of the Crazy Lion!"
An old voice suddenly sounded on the city wall, causing everyone to wake up slightly.
Zong Shou raised his eyebrows and looked towards where the sound came from. He saw two old men walking tremblingly towards this side. The appearance of one of them was somewhat similar to that of Shi Fatian. Even though he was old, he still had a certain look.
No less than a teacher
The sky is tall and majestic. His strength is unfathomable and his status seems to be quite noble. The other person is dressed as a sacrifice and it is the person who said the words. The divine light in his eyes is soaring, implying excitement, and he looks at
Teacher Ruolan.
Crazy Lion Snow Mark?
Zong Shou was slightly startled, but then he didn't care much. He guessed in his mind that these snow marks were similar to his own star marks.
With a faint glance at the two old men, Zong Shou withdrew his gaze and said with a smile: "Ruolan, does it still hurt? Do you hate these guys? How about I help you kill them all?"
The two old men were both breathless. They looked at the young man in a panic. They felt that although the tone of the young man just now was calm, it was extremely serious.
It seems that with just one word from Shi Ruolan, this sect guard will wipe out their entire snow lion clan——
But Shi Ruolan shook her head decisively: "Kill? Kill like those blood civets in the mountains before? Xue'er doesn't want it. Xue'er will be in pain, but it doesn't matter. Mom said before that Xue'er is too weak. As long as Xue'er
When she becomes stronger in the future, my father and brother will treat Xueer well. Also, big brother, what does hate mean? Is it anger?"
He finally spoke, but his tone was choppy, jerky, and incoherent. It seemed that it was extremely difficult to say these words.
Zong Shou heard that Master Ruolan was acting like this because he seldom talked to others. However, his eyes became colder and colder, like a knife, directed at everyone here.
Immediately, he curled his lips helplessly. Although he had expected this, he was still unwilling to do so. He thought to himself, who is this little girl's mother? This is too weird.
With such a concept, it is no wonder that this little girl will always stick to these bastards. Even though she was completely deprived of military power later, she still did not betray, and was eventually buried with the Snow Lion clan.
"What about your mother?"
"Mom, brother, are you talking about mom? Mom, she is gone, just like those blood civets. They can no longer speak, and they no longer accompany Ruolan."
Looking at her hands again, Shi Ruolan's expression became increasingly gloomy: "Ruolan counts every day, and today it was exactly forty-seven times. From now on, Ruolan can hardly count anymore -"
Chuxue and Yiren were already crying when they heard this. They knew that Shi Ruolan was talking about her mother, who had been dead for four hundred and seventy days.
Zong Shou suddenly had an enlightenment and understood Shi Ruolan's mentality. Maybe this girl didn't really like these guys. She was just too eager for family affection, so she acted like this.
A little guy who is bullied every day and has no one to care about him. Even if someone gives him a little warmth, Shi Ruolan will probably hug him tightly, like a drowning person who will never let go until he is completely desperate.
For some reason, Zong Shou only felt a throbbing pain in his chest. The violent thoughts that had subsided just now also surged up again.
There was a smile on his face, and he caressed Shi Ruolan's head.
"Ruolan, you really want your father and brother? Let's do this. They hate not wanting you. I want you! How about I be your brother's relative from now on? My brother likes you very much -"
Shi Ruolan's eyes suddenly brightened, and she turned around in surprise to look at Zong Shou. However, she was a little timid and scared, and seemed unable to believe that the scene in front of her was real? Is there anyone in this world who would really like her?
Zong Shou stopped talking and tore off the expensive fur worn by Hu Zhongyuan and wrapped Shi Ruolan's thin body tightly.
Then his gaze coldly glanced at the Shifa Tian, with a slight flash of murderous intent, and then suppressed it instantly: "I will take this little guy away today. From now on, he will be my sister-in-law Zong Shou. She will come back in ten years."
, inherit the position of the leader of the Snow Lion Clan——"
Master Fukong frowned slightly: "The head of our clan, only the legitimate son of my master can inherit!"
Before those words could be heard, Zong Shou's eyes once again gleamed with red light. The entire figure suddenly disappeared, and with a blast of lightning, he was already ten feet away, approaching the Master Kong's body.
The latter's reaction was also extremely quick, and he did not feel timid because he had just been forced to retreat. After a muffled groan, the muscles of his whole body tensed up, and a head of silver hair behind him stood up like a hedgehog.
Two big hands, like iron pliers, grabbed Zong Shou's hands. I didn't dare to offend the Gantian Demon King too much, but I was confident that this blow could temporarily restrain Zong Shou! He has a huge strength of nearly 8 million kilograms.
, and vaguely borrowed the power of hundreds of thousands of Snow Lion clan members gathered here. They almost climbed to the sky, but the strong wind they brought caused the surrounding bluestones to be unable to bear it, and they cracked inch by inch.
Lion Split Heavenly Dragon! With these hands, even a real sixth-order dragon can be crushed in front of him!
In the midst of this electric light and flint, Zong Shou's arm was suddenly entangled with another thunder snake, and then thousands of purple thunders converged between the fingers and palms. The speed of the fist also increased several times in a moment, and it was unexpectedly impossible.
, passed between his palms.
"Crazy Fist Intent?"
At this moment, Shi Fukong was extremely frightened. This Zong Shou had actually mastered the "meaning" of martial arts!
But there was no time to think about it or react, all he felt was a heavy blow to his waist.
It was as if he was hit in the chest by a giant hammer carrying tens of millions of kilograms of force. Those purple thunders poured into his body and exploded one after another, spreading wildly. His limbs and thoughts were completely frozen.
The entire figure was thrown into the air, and the waist was almost broken, rolling continuously in the air. Just when he was about to land, Zong Shou's figure rushed over again. He stepped hard under his feet.
, stomped Shi Fukong’s head down hard!
With a loud roar, countless smoke and dust billowed on the city wall. All the blue stones collapsed.
The old man who looked very similar to Shi Fatian was already a little anxious. At this moment, he couldn't bear it any longer. He rushed forward and rushed towards the dense smoke. The speed of the figure flashing was not inferior at all.
Before Yu Zongshou.
Zong Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and lightly wrapped the gun in his hand. But after a moment, the calmness returned. Only because of his spiritual sense, he felt that Zong Shou had drawn his sword in the thickest place of the smoke!
When the sword was swung, a huge purple thunder snake suddenly appeared, like a giant dragon, dancing in the air.
"Kang Ting, kill!"
When the thunder snake completely rushed down and exploded, the sharp sword energy inside was revealed, and then the tip of the iceberg was revealed.
The silver-haired old man's gaze shrank, followed by a roar that shook the mountains and rivers. He also grabbed out his palms, and with each claw shadow, a snow-white giant seemed to appear behind him.
It was a head-to-head challenge to Zong Shou's furious sword energy! He was not left behind at all. There were only bursts of air explosions in the air, and the smoke and dust became more and more raging. The strong wind was dancing, and the weaker Snow Lion tribesmen around him had already
He was blown away into the distance.
Zong Shou was also slightly surprised. The strength of this person was only that of Na Yue Guanyun! This was the first time he could block so many of his swords.
Immediately, there was another cold cry. If he didn't vent his anger today, it would be difficult for him to calm down the overwhelming anger in his chest!
Zong Shou's sword suddenly changed again. It was still dancing like thunder, but the core inside it suddenly changed. Water and fire intertwined, entwined and swirled, and countless thunder lights entangled outside.
The silver-haired old man was indeed suffocated with his true energy. Unable to cope with it, the entire side of his shoulder was penetrated by the true energy of the water-fire spiral, and a bloody hole was blasted out.
His face turned extremely pale in an instant. A pair of iron palms as hard as spiritual soldiers almost completely defeated him.
Just a moment later, there was another dull explosion in the air. The figure of the silver-haired old man retreated violently.
The whole person looked extremely embarrassed, with his clothes torn to pieces and numerous scars. His big, muscled hands were trembling slightly.
Although he was not seriously injured, his eyes looking into the depths of the smoke were full of shock and fear. His body was frozen in place and made no more movements.
The last sword had clearly changed its sword intent! A brand-new martial arts idea that he had never seen before. It was similar to the legendary Bing Yan sword intent!
And there is a vague feeling that this young man just now may not have used his full strength yet!
The strong wind from the clash of swords and palms was still raging. In a moment, the smoke and dust were completely blown away.
Zong Shou was slightly startled again, and his estimate of the old man's strength was once again raised to a level. It was not just inferior to Yue Guanyun, but not inferior to Yue Guanyun.
After that, I didn’t care. If it had been before he advanced to the Huanyang Realm Spiritual Master, or if he had left the Qiantian Mountains, this person might have brought some threats, but here, this person was at most just a threat.