Hearing Elder Bing's angry roar, Xue Wuchen felt his whole body tingle for a while, but then he blocked Yuxianzao with his own body and said: "I was sick and asked Your Highness to save me. This matter has nothing to do with Your Highness. You guys
Whatever punishment you want, just punish me alone!
"
With a bang, Xue Wuchen's voice was like a giant thunder exploding on Elder Xue's head.
Just now, he hadn't noticed that this person was Xue Wuchen, and was still wondering which tribe members dared to steal holy objects with Yu Xianzao. As soon as Xue Wuchen's voice came out, Elder Xue suddenly felt that the sky was about to collapse.
Stealing relics plus working with mortals...
Elder Xue simply couldn't imagine it.
After taking a look at Bingyu Xue Ji, Elder Xue lowered his head.
He had never discussed the matter of Yuxianzao with Bingyu Xueji in private, so at such a critical moment, he didn't know what Bingyu Xueji was thinking.
Should we deal with it according to the clan rules... or should we deal with it according to the fact that Yu Xianzao is the next generation Xue Ji, and deal with it lightly.
She didn't meet Bingyu Xueji's eyes. Bingyu Xueji didn't think about anything at the moment, she just looked at the opposite wall quietly.
She never thought about letting Yuxianzao die. Now she only thinks about whether she and Yuxianzao will live the ideal life of Yuxiansao after escaping from here.
Elder Bing snorted coldly: "Who do you think you are?
Which tribe are you from?
Can you bear the crime of stealing sacred objects?
!
"
As he spoke, Elder Bing waved his hand, and a piece of ice hit Xue Wuchen's mask. In an instant, the mask broke and fell to the ground with a dull sound.
Xue Wuchen glanced at Yuxiansao and Elder Xue with erratic eyes, hesitating and not knowing what to say.
Elder Xue had told him before that he must not expose his mortal identity. If he was exposed at this moment, he would probably bring trouble to Yu Xianzao.
Elder Bing narrowed his already thin eyes, looked at Xue Wuchen thoughtfully, and asked doubtfully: "Which tribe are you from?
How come I'm so unfamiliar with you?"
Seeing that he could no longer hold on, Elder Xue said calmly: "Turn over and let me take a look."
Hearing Elder Xue speak, Xue Wuchen quickly turned to face Elder Xue.
The temperature in the ice and snow realm is always low, and it is almost impossible to sweat. But at this moment, facing these people, Xue Wuchen was suddenly covered in sweat.
Elder Xue only glanced at Xue Wuchen lightly and said, "Song, the sick grandson of Grandma Song's family in the Songzhi Tribe, is safe."
Elder Bing didn't believe it. Although he knew this person, he had never seen him before.
He asked doubtfully: "Really?
Song Ping'an has been sick all year round and has never seen anyone. Why is he standing here so well at this time and running to the top of the mountain to steal holy objects with His Highness?"
When Xue Wuchen heard this, he coughed a few times, as if his lungs were about to be coughed out.
Seeing Xue Wuchen coughing like this, Elder Bing sat back in disgust.
Elder Xue said calmly: "I was probably so nervous just now that I forgot about my illness."
Xue Wuchen coughed violently for a while and said: "I am extremely ill, so I beg your Highness to help me cure my illness. Your Highness is kind-hearted and willing to help me. I hope that the elders will not blame Your Highness. I will take all the responsibilities."
Come and take responsibility!”
"snort!
"
Elder Yu, who had been silent for a long time, snorted coldly, stared at Xue Wuchen and said: "Such chivalrous and courageous words are probably not something that I, a member of the Xue Ji clan, can say, right?"
Elder Yu just laughed at Xue Wuchen's words, and Bingyu Xueji in the seat and the three people below immediately became alert.
Bingyu Xueji squinted her eyes and looked at the three people who were obviously panicking, and she understood everything in her heart.
Sighing heavily, she thought it might be time to leave with her daughter.
But she had no words at the moment because it had not yet reached the most critical moment.
The people of the Xue Ji clan do not have such strong feelings between each other. Elder Yu said this without any doubt. After all, he sensed that this person did have the aura of the Xue Ji clan.
Saying that sentence was just a refutation of Xue Wuchen's words.
Xue Wuchen was calm. He was only shocked when Elder Yu just said those words, and then said: "When a person meets someone who is willing to help him when he is dying frequently, who would want to repay kindness with enmity?"
"But as a member of the Xue Ji clan, don't you know what sacred objects mean?
How could you think of stealing a sacred object?
!
"
"When people are dying frequently, they can do anything."
Xue Wuchen retorted lightly.
"you!
Elder Bing's face turned red with anger, and he glared at Xue Wuchen and said: "Since you have already died frequently, you should not have the idea of stealing sacred objects. How can a clan member who has made no contribution to the clan be worthy of using the sacred objects?"
Medical treatment?
!
"
Hearing this, Xue Wuchen looked at Elder Bing in shock and said incomprehensibly: "Then should I just wait to die at home?
Obviously you have medicines that can cure me?
!
"
Elder Bing glanced at Xue Wuchen with disdain and said, "What if that's not the case?"