"Is it the Gale Wind Tribe?" Ling Xiyue's expression suddenly condensed and she quickly asked.
Could it be that Xuan Ye was controlled by the blood curse and went crazy, massacring the surrounding tribes?
Thinking of this, Ling Xiyue's face turned slightly pale, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
Gale Tribe, Little Stone, Silly Girl, Sister-in-Law Aman...
Lian Qingyu was stunned for a moment when she looked at Ling Xiyue's sudden cold and solemn expression, forgetting to speak for a moment.
Nalan Ronghua didn't seem to understand why Ling Xiyue had such an ugly expression, which could even be called slightly ferocious.
Nalan Ronghua said softly, "Yes", his beautiful eyes became sharp, and he said worriedly, "The first one to have an accident was the Gale Wind Tribe. I originally sent a few disciples to check, but I didn't want to only send back a message after passing by.
There is no news at all..."
Regarding other tribes and ethnic groups in the Snow Region, the Snow Clan generally would not interfere.
Including the struggle between tribes, even if the fight is bloody, unless there is a big change, it is completely beyond the scope of what they can deal with. For example, several tribes were bloodbathed by "unknown monsters" overnight!
No matter what the reason is, the Snow Clan will go and check it out.
Moreover, it is still led by a supreme clan elder, which shows that this matter is unusual and the Snow Clan takes it very seriously.
"No, I have to go there immediately!" Ling Xiyue couldn't control her panic.
Little Stone Aman's Wife... vivid figures from the Gale Tribe appeared before her eyes, and just thinking about the scene of a river of blood made her feel suffocated.
If Xuan Ye really lost control of himself because of the blood curse, became completely possessed, and did such a heinous thing... She didn't dare to think about it.
No matter how many people from the Snow Clan come over, the entire army will definitely be annihilated!
If Xuan Ye's blood curse breaks out... he is extremely vulnerable.
Anyone could kill him.
With such a good opportunity, the people of the Snow Clan would never let him go.
Ling Xiyue couldn't help but worry about Xuan Ye. These thoughts flashed rapidly in her mind, instantly making her eyes turn scarlet. When she raised her eyes to look at Nalan Ronghua, they were all startled, "Xi
moon……"
"Do you know something?" Lian Qingyu narrowed her beautiful eyes and stared at Ling Xiyue's changing expression.
"Aunt Rong, I have to go with the elders of the three clans!" Ling Xiyue grabbed Nalan Ronghua's hand and didn't know how to explain it. If it was what she expected, then Xuan Ye and the Snow clan would be together.
You must die.
She couldn't let anything happen to Xuan Ye, and she didn't want the Snow Clan disciples to die!
Ling Xiyue suddenly remembered something again, her voice suddenly choked again, her throat was as dry as lead, "Xueyi, over there at Xueyi... I'm sorry, tell him for me, I will explain to him when I get back!"
Now, she has to go...
After leaving these words, Ling Xiyue disappeared in a flash.
The wind and snow brought by it lifted up the frost-white hair, dyeing it with the orange glow of the setting sun.
"Xi Yue" Nalan Ronghua hadn't come back to her senses yet. When she turned to look around, she saw Ling Xi Yue quickly descending the hundred-step ladder, like a frosty wind, disappearing in the ice palace in the blink of an eye.
corner.
This kid is not a reckless person...
Nalan Ronghua realized that things might be simpler than they imagined.
Her beautiful eyes were quiet for a few seconds, then she turned to look at Lian Qing, who was still slightly stunned beside her, and said, "Go and tell Xue Yi."
"Yes...yes!" Lian Qingyu came back to his senses, frowned and nodded.
But from last night to today, she had not seen any sign of her senior brother. Where could she go to find him?
Today, the weather is really good, and the sunset is also the most beautiful moment at the top of the Far North.
The colorful rays of light fill the sky like colored silk waved by fairies, intoxicating the face of this ice-cast beauty in the snowy reaches of the far north. This white world of ice and snow is like a girl to be married who has finished her makeup and put on a phoenix crown and harem. She is so beautiful.
Heartbeat.
The back hall of Shengyun Palace, the top of the extreme north.
Nalan Xueyi is dressed in white and the clouds are falling, her lapels and sleeves are floating, and her jade is standing tall.
The setting clouds dyed the outline of his persistent silhouette red, and also fascinated his empty eyes.
However, after all the prosperity came to an end, he still could not wait until the girl who put on his wedding dress. In this vast world, on the top of the snowy reaches of the far north, he was the only one from beginning to end.
Yue'er, why.
Are you unwilling to give even this fleeting warmth?
Nalan Xueyi stood there quietly, facing the cold frost wind, with a pair of silent eyes slowly dyed intense red by the rays of light, and finally, when the rays of light came to an end, they were swallowed by the endless darkness.
On the other side, Ling Xiyue galloped out of the ice city with Xuan Tianji and other Snow Clan disciples.
When she left earlier, someone in the Gale Tribe said she saw a "red-eyed monster", but she didn't take it seriously and just looked for it. If she had insisted on finding out, things might not have developed to the point where they are now!
The situation ahead was unclear, and Ling Xiyue's heart was always hanging.
She didn't dare to delay at all, so she rushed to the Gale Wind Tribe as quickly as possible day and night. The journey that originally took one or two days was shortened to half a day by her.
On the night of the second day, Ling Xiyue arrived outside the Gale Tribe.
In her anxiety, she took one step ahead of the Snow Clan.
The smell of blood!xdw8
Still outside the tribe, a hundred meters away, Ling Xiyue could already smell the all-too-familiar scent of blood, coming with the hunting cold wind, wrapping her up and sweeping into every pore of her body, suffocating her.
.
It was snowing in the dark night, and the tribe that should have been lit with warm lights, singing and laughing, was now in darkness.
No, it's not actually dark, because you can still vaguely see the beating of flames, but it doesn't give you any warmth, just like the will-o'-the-wisps floating in a mass grave, giving you a chill from the bottom of your heart.
Ling Xiyue felt like a cold wind was blowing in her heart, and she even dared not get close, but she still flew over as fast as she could.
This small, safe haven-like tribe was burned to a pile of scorched earth by the fire.
There was still a vague flame dancing like a will-o'-the-wisp, cloth strips hung on the broken trees, fluttering in the wind, and the broken dustpan was blown around by the cold wind, making a rustling sound...
What stung Ling Xiyue's eyes the most, what made her heart suddenly ache, were the people falling to the ground in various twisted postures!
Broken limbs, men, women, children...
The face is ferocious and the state of death is terrifying!
Or the eyes are wide open, the eyes are protruding, and they are dead; or they are burned into a pile of charcoal, and no one can identify them; or even the head is missing, only a torso is left... The white and flawless earth is stained red with blood.
It also turned purple-black.
"Help!"
"woo woo woo woo……"
"Ah, who can save us?"
It seems that I can still hear everyone's miserable shouts and desperate cries for help... Following the "whirring" sound of the wind, it crazily poured into Ling Xiyue's ears!