In the depths of Chu Yue's icy blue eyes, a violent and bloody aura suddenly spread.
Just because the fragment of the soul came from her mother, Mu Qinghuang!
Who could be so vicious that he threw the fragments of her mother's soul into the glacial abyss?
No!
It’s a group of people!
Carnival of a group of people!!
There was such a group of vicious people, surrounded in a dark cage, laughing unscrupulously, feeling proud, and mercilessly smashed Mu Qinghuang's soul with a hammer!
This glacier buries the grief and grief of the pillow and mother.
Chu Yue finally understood why the world didn't know that the Sword Emperor was Ye Mohan.
Because Ye Mohan has always been just, sunny, and warm.
He lives for the common people.
Even though he was abandoned by his mother in the Forest of Hundred Demons, he never forgot that all living beings and this troubled world needed him.
He doesn't want the identity of Mrs. Tianhuang's son.
He just wants to live with his sword.
But later, he lost this memory.
When the world was at peace, when he was at his weakest, he was once again thrown into the Little Chongtian by Madam Tianhuang.
His entire immortal root was invaded and turned into half of his evil root, and he became the evil king who was about to be born and be killed by everyone.
Based on the memories and scenes she knew, Chu Yue could also guess that the Sword Emperor left Xiao Chongtian, scarred and weak, and was discovered by Madam Tianhuang.
Madam Tianhuang once again imprisoned him in the Forest of One Hundred Demons for tens of thousands of years.
So far, Huuzhen only thinks that he has been struggling in the Forest of Hundred Demons for a long time, but he does not know that he once had a happy life.
Chu Yue narrowed her eyes and put away all kinds of emotions.
Hong Qianji pursed her lips and said nothing, slightly frowning.
Even if Ye Chuyue tried her best to contain it, she could feel that Ye Chuyue's mood was very unstable.
...
Above the ice, at the eastern end of the Little Chongtian, the sun formed by the accumulation of spiritual fire slowly rose, illuminating the world and driving away the crows.
The cracks that were spreading randomly also stopped.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief!
Xiao Li was sitting on the ground with a pale face and a dejected expression, carrying the Demon-Breaking Sword on his back.
A long time passed, but Chu Yue and Hong Qianji were not seen back.
"Little junior sister..." Tu Weiwei's legs were weak and her eyes were red.
Ye Ying bit her lower lip tightly, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
If there is no more junior sister in the world, who can care about her Ye Yu?
Fu Bilian glanced at Xiao Li, deliberately approached the cliff-like edge of the ice, screamed and backed away like an electric shock: "Oh, this frosty air is really scary, the one below is even scarier than the Ten Palaces and Nine Nethers, even if I fall
If it goes down, I'm afraid not even the dregs will be left."
Yu Weiyu remained silent.
The other teenagers nodded and sighed:
"Xiao Zhongtian is really scary. Even if General Wu Ling can create countless legends outside, he will still be defeated in Xiao Zhongtian."
"I didn't expect that a generation of military general Ye Chuyue would fall here. The people of Beizhou will be sad."
"Ye Chen, who is far away in the Enlightenment Academy, would probably not be able to bear the pain of losing his mother if he knew what happened to his mother. He is such a poor child."
"..."
Xiao Li listened numbly to the voices and the bleak wind in his ears, and he still vividly remembered the battles he had fought side by side with Sister Xiaoyue in these two lives.
In that life, she died smiling in the arms of sister Xiaoyue.
Now, will she watch Sister Xiaoyue sink into the glacier?
Xiao Li shook his head in panic and found that he had no strength in his whole body.
She couldn't stand up and couldn't exert any strength, so she could only crawl forward on the ice in a helpless manner.
Climb to the edge.
The blood on half of the side of his face was constantly flowing down.
A pair of horribly red eyes, filled with tears.
Ali cannot live without Sister Xiaoyue.
She lowered her eyes and crawled hard, her tears falling like broken pearls into the wind and snow.
One foot stepped on the back of Xiao Li's hand.
She stopped and looked up.
The young man comes from Tianyu and is the nephew of Madam Tianhuang. He is considered the youngest prince of Tianyu.
The young prince looked at Xiao Li condescendingly. Although his features were green and tender, there was a hint of viciousness that did not suit his age.
"You soiled my prince's boots."
The young prince said: "You are from a vassal state, right? What is your name? Are you a fox or a slave?"
"Her name is Xiao Li." Fu Bilian reminded.
"Yes, your name is Xiao Li, right?"
The young prince moved the soles of his feet, his eyes were cruel, and his tone was ruthless: "My prince's pair of boots were made by the top masters of the Yun family in Xuecheng. They are extremely valuable. If I sell them to you, you can't afford to pay them back. Let's do this.
I'll do a good deed and you lick the dirt off my boots. I'll be a good person and let the past go. I'll forgive you for your ignorant mistakes. Just lick them."
The young man's face was full of smiles.
Seeing this, Tu Weiwei and Ye Ying turned around with knives and axes in hand, but were stopped by Fu Bilian and a group of people from Tianyu.
Fu Bilian lowered her voice and said: "The Heavenly Domain and the Sirius Territory have been friends for many years. This Saint will never allow a lowly slave girl from a princely country to ruin the friendly relationship between the two domains."
"Looking for death!" Tu Weiwei pulled out the blood-killing knife with red eyes, "You guys bully my little junior sister, A Li, when she's not here, you deserve to die!"
Tu Weiwei and Ye Ying were even more stimulated when they saw Chu Yue jumping off the glacier with no hope of survival.
The two of them were outnumbered.
Without any discussion, they both made a tacit agreement to explode their Dantian, improve their martial arts strength, and regain dignity for Xiao Li.
"boom!"
The sound of soft boots hitting the ice was heard.
A deep voice came from the wind and snow behind him: "Who bullied my general, A Li?"
"Little junior sister!"
Tu Weiwei looked back, tears welling up in her eyes, her eyes filled with joy.
Ye Ying looked back and looked at her blankly.
Chu Yue threw Hong Qianji on her shoulder to the ground, lowered her eyes, and saw Xiao Li being stepped on by the young prince of Tianyu.
Xiao Li was lying on the ground, blood flowing on his eyebrows and cheeks, and his three thousand black hairs were covered with frost and snow.
The moment she saw Chu Yue, she suddenly grinned, "Sister Xiaoyue..."
at once!
Chu Yue's eyes were full of violence, and she twitched her face. The Frost Feather Clothes behind her suddenly flapped, opening up a huge storm, causing everyone to panic.
She put away the expression on her face, exuding an aura that was colder than ice and snow, and walked towards the young prince step by step.
When Fu Bilian and Yu Weiyu saw the wings behind Chu Yue, they felt it was incredible and did not dare to step forward to test it casually.
The young prince looked into those ice-blue eyes and swallowed, "Ye Chuyue, you...this prince is a relative of Ye Mohan! He is a noble person in the heaven."
Chu Yue stopped in front of him and lowered her eyelashes, as if silent in her own world.
Suddenly!
She quickly pulled out the Divine Sword that protects the country, and with one strike, she slashed into the boy's other foot that was hanging on the ground, and penetrated deeply!