These days, the old patriarch has been holding back and not falling down, because he knows that as a strong man in the true immortal realm, Wang Tiezhu still has some use for him.
But now that the overall situation has been decided and the Snow Clan is safe, he really can't hold it anymore.
I'm so tired and really want to take a good rest.
It doesn't matter what the future of the Snow clan is, what family is ruined, what wife is separated from children.
He is just an ordinary old man now.
"Father!"
Xue Wuji immediately realized something was wrong, gave up killing Xue Qianye, and turned around to catch her old father who fell from the air.
"Hmph, you are still far away from killing me. After leaving today, I will definitely come back. I will definitely destroy the Snow Clan, and none of you will survive!"
Xue Qianye left a harsh word and soon disappeared into the white and extremely cold plains.
Xue Wuji wanted to chase and kill the traitor, but her father's situation was more urgent. The old man's eyes were dull and his face was pale. He had obviously given up hope of living.
Facing a monk who wants to die, pills are of no use.
The only one who can save the old patriarch now is her precious daughter.
"Father, please open your eyes and look at me. It's not true. What that beast said is not true. You gave everything for the Snow Clan. You are worthy of this race. Even if it is an unforgivable mistake caused by your son's betrayal, it is still the same as the Snow Clan.
What does it matter to you?"
"Toki Ye Mingye, you have already kicked him out. Just as the clan leader said, the Snow Clan deserves to suffer this disaster. If it was not brought here by Xue Qianye, it would be someone else."
"If you want to be more aggressive, the battle is about to end. Our Snow Clan has won the final victory. From now on, the Snow Clan will definitely recover and become stronger and stronger!"
Xue Wuji hugged her father hard and shouted at the top of her lungs.
She hoped that her father, who wanted to die, could turn around and return to her arms.
"It's too late, daughter. My father is the source of all cholera. If my father doesn't die, how can he be worthy of the spirits of those deceased clan members in heaven?"
"Father has to leave, but what makes him happy is that the Snow Clan has survived the catastrophe, and you have also found a good home. After father leaves, you can follow the clan leader well, and it is best to have a son and a half."
"Now the Snow Clan is in great need of adding new members. As for that beast, I turned into a soul and chased him across the continent, and I will never let him go." The old patriarch said weakly.
The last sentence was whispered so loud that it could no longer be whispered.
Xue Wuji pressed her lips against his and could barely hear clearly.
Everything in front of her was telling this little girl in her twenties that the beast had run away and her father was about to leave this world. He could no longer protect her or call her daughter in person.
"Father, don't leave me. My daughter is still young and can't leave her father. And now the Snow Clan can't leave you, the old leader. Don't die, father, don't die, I beg you!"
By the end of the shouting, Xue Wuji's voice was hoarse, but she still didn't regain the old patriarch's vitality.
The pulse has stopped, the breathing has stopped, the chest has stopped rising and falling, and the temperature in the old patriarch's body is rapidly disappearing with the ice, snow and cold wind.
In just five minutes, a layer of ice appeared on the old patriarch's body.
His soul slowly emerged from his body, he took one last look at his grief-stricken daughter, and chased after Xue Qianye in the direction of his escape.
As the leader of the Snow Clan, he died to clarify his ambition.
In his opinion, it is appropriate, and it is also appropriate to hunt down the escaped traitors.
Someone has to be held responsible for this disaster.
The old patriarch did not die in front of Wang Tiezhu, the First Elder, the Second Elder and others, but in front of his daughter. As an old man, he was not alone.
In just ten minutes, Xue Wuji's tears dried up, and her originally pink and tender face became red and swollen from the cold.
At this moment, she was not the woman of the Snow Clan's chief, nor a half-immortal monk, but an ordinary girl who had lost her father.
Sadness, sadness, helplessness, and hatred were a series of negative emotions that enveloped Xue Wuji.
Her fists were clenched tightly and her lips were trembling uncontrollably.
It's him, all of this is because of him!
"Father, your soul must have flown away, but this beast is very cunning. I'm afraid that my father won't be able to deal with him alone. My daughter will definitely follow you there. I will kill him to the end of the world!"
Xue Wuji said through gritted teeth.
Then he placed his father's body on a stone platform.
She knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times, then stood up and looked at Wang Tiezhu, who was fighting the Heavenly Spirit Turtle.
He has Xue Tianxia, Xue Jiaolan, the sixth elder, the second elder, and many powerful people beside him to help him.
Although it is impossible to take down the Heavenly Spirit Turtle in a short time, it is not difficult to defeat the opponent.
The Demonic Army has lost most of its troops, and only a few dozen people are still able to survive.
The Snow Clan will win this battle soon.
There is no need for her, Xuewuji, to join the battlefield again.
"Clan leader, I'm sorry. Forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye. Father, I will trouble you and the elders in the clan to bury it. I must kill that beast and bring the head back to comfort the souls of the Snow clan's souls in the sky."
"This time may be very long, one year, two years, ten years, but I will never give up. The Snow Clan will be left to you in the future. I believe that with the clan leader's strength, courage and mind, he will not let me down.
Waiting for the great trust.”
Xue Wuji looked at Wang Tiezhu deeply for a few times, and to be honest, she was still a little reluctant to let go.
The matter in front of her was a responsibility that she couldn't shirk and must be completed by her, so she had to leave.
Although this man was only her husband in name, he gave her a real sense of security.
To put it bluntly, I always feel at ease with Wang Tiezhu by my side.
Even in the face of powerful ancient monsters, she could remain calm and composed. She found the sense of security that her brother did not bring her, but she found it in Wang Tiezhu.
But the stay was so short, only a few days.
It would be great if Wang Tiezhu and Xue Qianye's identities were swapped, so that this sense of security could stay with Xue Wuji for more than twenty years.
After gathering his mood, Xue Wuji held a long sword in his hand, followed the path his father had just walked, and chased Xue Qianye.
A family of three, the elder went to die to comfort the creatures of the Snow Clan, the younger one ran away, and the other pursued them. There is no greater sorrow in the world than this.
The screen was pulled back to the main battlefield. At this moment, the Tianling Turtle had been beaten back to the form of a monster.
The body like a small hill is suspended in mid-air.
The turtle shell is very thick and cannot be penetrated by ordinary sharp weapons.
This should be considered one of the countless defensive armors in the world.
Great Elder Wang Tiezhu and others really couldn't find a good way to break open this turtle shell for a while.
However, it is impossible for the Heavenly Spirit Turtle to take the opportunity to leave.
