The extremely bright sword light flashed past, and Li Hu's voice froze in vain. The sword left traces, and a head was thrown into the sky. Its body fell weakly on the snow below, dyeing the snow on the ground red.
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Ye Shaohan stopped and the weak sunlight fell on the Qilin Sword. A drop of scarlet dripped down the tip of the sword and fell on the flying snowflakes. A plum blossom shape spread out.
The world fell silent in vain, and only the white clothes and the long sword remained.
Until the high-pitched cry of the Cloud Eagle sounded, the silence of this world seemed to be broken.
Just like before, Yunying swallowed Li Hu's body, while Ye Shaohan stood quietly on Yunying. From the beginning to the end, his expression never changed, just like the snowflakes falling every year.
, the color never changes.
The whining sound gradually dissipated, and the Cloud Eagle hovered in the sky. Ye Shaohan put away the Qilin Sword, lowered his gaze, and dropped it downwards, landing on the two beautiful shadows.
Ye Shaolan also raised his head, looked at the white-clothed figure in the void, and smiled softly.
"Li Hu once persecuted an aristocratic family because of his earth-level sword skills. More than 3,000 members of that aristocratic family died under Li Hu's sword!"
"And this pursuit mission was issued by the descendants of that aristocratic family!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, and it was rare for him to explain.
Hearing this, Ye Shaolan's smile grew thicker and thicker. This was the first time he explained to himself.
However, in the next moment, the smile at the corner of Ye Shaolan's mouth froze in vain, and a figure flew down, the sword in his hand flying.
The extremely bright sword light was ruthlessly harvesting lives. The Moon Temple disciples who were watching from the side did not expect that Ye Shaohan would suddenly attack them without any warning.
The coercion of the Spirit Master Realm warriors spread out, and an invisible energy emerged from all around. Under this energy, the bodies of several Moon Temple disciples were imprisoned.
Xue Fei, the sword came out, and blood spattered. To Ye Shaohan's sword, these disciples of the Moon Temple in the Lingzong realm could not resist, and could only watch helplessly as the sword light flashed across their eyes.
In just a few seconds, there were dozens of corpses on the ground.
In the wind and snow, the two beautiful figures were still standing. Ning Binning's face was extremely pale, and her eyes looking at Ye Shaohan were full of horror.
As for Ye Shaolan's face, she was more astonished.
Holding the sword, Ye Shaohan turned around and looked indifferently at Ning Binning, who was standing next to Ye Shaolan, with no emotion at all in his eyes.
Ning Binning knew that Ye Shaohan had murderous intentions towards her, and his indifferent gaze gave her an inexplicable palpitation.
Ye Shaolan also knew that Ye Shaohan had murderous intentions towards Ning Bingning. Ye Shaolan took a step forward, blocked Ye Shaohan's gaze, and said helplessly: "Why?"
"They saw something they shouldn't have seen!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, his tone still so indifferent.
The scarlet color on the ground was in sharp contrast with Ye Shaohan's white clothes. Ye Shaolan's eyes turned slightly and fell on the Qilin Sword.
A few drops of blood dripped from the Qilin sword, which was oozing with cold light. Ye Shaolan didn't know how much blood this sword was stained with.
The murderous intention was colder than the winter chill. Ning Binning shuddered, the spiritual energy in her body unconsciously circulated, and she looked at Ye Shaohan warily.
In the depths of those dark eyes, Ning Binning saw the rain of blood in the sky, and his eyes contained hell.
"Are you going to kill her?" Ye Shaolan's tone changed a little. Even when she faced Ye Shaohan's gaze that had no love song, she felt an inexplicable palpitation in her heart.
"She also saw what they saw!" Ye Shaohan said unhurriedly, his aura completely locking Ning Binning.
"She promised not to tell others what happened today. I can guarantee this." Ye Shaolan said firmly, protecting Ning Bingning tightly behind her.
"She is not from my circle, I can't take this risk!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, the killing intent in his eyes not diminishing at all.
"Your circle?" Liu frowned slightly, Ye Shaolan knew very well that as long as Ye Shaohan wanted to kill someone, no one could stop him, not even her.
"Have you heard such a sentence?" Ye Shaohan did not take action immediately, his eyes were still falling on the snowflakes in the sky, and there was a look in his eyes that Ye Shaolan could not understand.
"What are you talking about?" Ye Shaolan whispered, and the snowflakes fell lightly on her forehead.
"All the people we meet can be divided into circles. Those who always stand together without being separated by lines are the people in your circle!"
"But, she is not a person in my circle, and I have no reason to trust her. But she is a person in your circle, so you protect her." Ye Shaohan said calmly.
"Then am I a member of your circle?" Looking at the extremely familiar face in front of her, Ye Shaolan was a little confused. Although she worked hard to enter his world, she still didn't understand him.
"If you weren't in my circle, I wouldn't say such nonsense!" The Qilin Sword was quietly put into the Qilin Necklace, Ye Shaohan took out the white wine bottle and said calmly.
The cold drink entered the mouth, and its bitter taste filled the mouth. Ye Shaohan's face was always so calm.
"I believe her, she won't tell others what happened today!" Ye Shaolan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
Ning Binning was moved by Ye Shaolan's protection. She knew that if it weren't for Ye Shaolan in front of her, she would have become a corpse on the ground.
The pungent smell of blood filled the tip of Ning Binning's nose. Ning Binning raised her head with the same firm expression, "I will not tell others about this matter. After all, this matter also involves Sister Shaolan."
Ning Binning knew that if she told the Moon Temple about this, the Ye family would be in danger of annihilation. As the daughter of the Ye family, how could Ye Shaolan escape the wrath of the Moon Temple?
"But I don't believe her, because she is not from my circle!" The smell of blood diluted the smell of blood in the air, and Ye Shaohan said lightly: "Have you ever thought about the consequences if she told the Moon Temple about this? At that time
, the Moon Temple will definitely be angry with the Ye family. With the current strength of the Ye family, how can it withstand the anger of the Moon Temple? What will be the result? Only by annihilating the clan, no one can survive the thousands of lives of the Ye family."
"So, Ye Shaolan, I can't bet the lives of thousands of people in the Ye family on an untrustworthy person, because I can't afford it!" At this point, Ye Shaohan's eyes became more and more indifferent.
Because the other party was Ye Shaolan, Ye Shaohan said so much nonsense.
"The anger of the Moon Temple!" Ye Shaolan said feebly: "With the strength of the Moon Temple, you don't need witnesses to find the murderer, right?"
"The fatwa is distributed among the Killing Alliance, so if the Moon Goddess wants to investigate the death of Li Hu and others, the Killing Alliance will definitely be found. At that time, everything will come to light, right?" Ye Shaolan's tone rarely became sharper.
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"At that time, the Ye family could not escape the wrath of the Moon Temple, right?" Ye Shaolan held Ning Binning's hand tightly with her jade hand, "So, there is no point in killing or not."
"Kill the Alliance?" Ye Shaohan shook his head. Before that, he had understood clearly that a long time ago, the killers in the Killing Alliance had also killed the disciples of the Moon Temple, and even the disciples of the deputy master of the Moon Temple.
But in this matter, the Moon Temple could not find out the true identity of the killer. There must be a meaning to existence. The Killing Alliance is a product recognized by various sects. If the Moon Temple wants to pursue the Killing Alliance, what will happen to the Martial Temple and the Sword Temple?
We will work together to put pressure on the Killing Alliance.
It is precisely because of this that Ye Shaohan killed Li Hu unscrupulously.
"The Killing Alliance is recognized by all the sects on the mainland. The Moon Temple cannot find me through the Killing Alliance!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, "So, she must die!"
Hearing this, Ye Shaolan's face turned a little pale. She turned around and looked at Ning Binning's pale face. Ye Shaolan still looked a little unbearable. The woman in front of her was her best friend and her best friend.
"But I believe in her, I can trust her with my life!" Ye Shaolan whispered.
"I don't trust people outside the circle!" The wine overflowed from the porcelain pot. Ye Shaohan raised his left hand, caught the dripping wine, and flicked it with his left hand.
The wine condensed into ice, and the sword intent condensed on it. The icy wine shot out and turned into a stream of light, passing by Ye Shaolan and piercing the center of Ning Bingning's eyebrows.
The pale face still showed determination, and the vitality was rapidly draining from Ning Binning's body.
Just for a moment, Ning Binning's body fell to the ground, her breath was gone, and her beautiful face gradually dimmed.
Ye Shaolan was shocked and looked at Ning Binning who fell at her feet with a horrified look, her eyes filled with disbelief.
The flame of reincarnation danced on Ye Shaohan's fingertips. Ye Shaohan moved it with his left hand, and a cluster of flames fell on the corpses below. In just a moment, these corpses were turned into ashes.
In Ye Shaolan's horrified eyes, the beating flames of reincarnation fell on Ning Binning's body. Despite her unparalleled beauty, she eventually turned into a pile of dust.
"The Moon Temple is not suitable for you, don't go back!" After doing all this, Ye Shaohan still looked as calm as ever: "Go back to the family!"
Ye Shaohan turned around, the wind and snow became stronger and stronger, the roaring cold wind picked up the snowflakes, and fell hard on Ye Shaohan.
Tears fell silently from the corners of Ye Shaolan's eyes. She raised her head, turned around and looked at Ye Shaohan's back, and said feebly: "Why don't you try to trust people?"
"Because I can't afford to lose!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, his figure gradually dissipating in the wind and snow.
The neighing sound of the cloud eagle circled in the sky. Ye Shaolan stood sluggishly in the wind and snow, looking helplessly at the figure that was gradually disappearing, "No one can change the person you want to kill!"
Ning Binning's old smile still floated in front of Ye Shaolan's eyes. Ye Shaolan only felt guilty for his dear friend.
The wind and snow were getting stronger and stronger, and Ye Shaolan knelt on the ground weakly, holding up the ashes all over the ground.
In the void, Ye Shaohan stood on top of Yunying, looking at the beautiful figure below, and sighed slightly. He knew that after today's incident, there might be a gap between him and Ye Shaolan.