She didn't want to excuse the ghost clan, but for Xuan Ye...
Although everything in front of her was telling her that it was Xuan Ye who turned this place into a purgatory on earth!
She had also seen with her own eyes how terrifying he was when he was swallowed by the blood curse.
Just because he was able to stop hurting her in time didn't mean that he wouldn't hurt others, but she still didn't want to believe it, or she was holding out hope that it wasn't him!
She just didn't want to think that way...
She always felt that although Xuan Ye was the son of the Ghost King, he should be different from the rest of the ghost clan.
But Ling Xiyue didn't say that directly, nor did she tell the Snow Clan that Xuan Ye was in the snowy area. Otherwise, if there was a misunderstanding, it might be deeper, so she only said, "Maybe there is some misunderstanding, let's find out first."
After all, they don't have any conclusive evidence to prove anything right now. Maybe they can find out something when Silly Girl wakes up.
"Can there be any misunderstanding?" Xuan Tianji waved his white sleeves violently, furious. Looking at the extremely tragic situation in front of him, his white beard trembled with anger, "The ghost clan is all ferocious monsters that drink blood like hair, and they are not from my clan.
, only they can do such things that are worse than animals!"
It is true that the ghost tribe attacked the snow tribe.
But these people are all innocent, why should they be killed like this?
How unreasonable, this girl probably forgot what the ghost tribe had done to her, yet she actually spoke up for the ghost tribe!
At this time, a melodious and high-frequency sound came from outside. It spread rapidly in the night, like a nightingale singing in the cold wind. It roared to this world and was also transmitted to the disciples of the Snow Clan and Xuan Tianji.
in the ears.
"Master, this is a distress signal from the disciples of the Snow Clan." Mo Qianying, the eldest disciple of Xuan Tianji, called out urgently from outside.
The wind and frost gathered in Xuan Tianji's sharp old eyes, and he waved his wide sleeves, "Let's go!"
He led a group of Snow Clan disciples to quickly leave and go to the source of the signal.
"Help me take good care of her." Ling Xiyue handed Sha Niu to a Snow Clan disciple who stayed behind in the Gale Wind Tribe, put it in her hands, and told them to take good care of Sha Niu, and then quickly chased Xuan Tianji and others.
Dozens of snow shadows flew up and swept out quickly.
A few miles away from the Gale Wind Tribe, in a valley, more than ten Snow Clan disciples, all dressed in snow-white clothes and holding uniform ice-patterned swords, formed a sword formation to kill a man in black robes and black robes.
Surround.
The long swords with a faint silver light were all pointed at him, with killing intent under the moonlight.
"I say this for the last time, get out of the way." Xuan Ye slowly raised his eyes, a pair of dark red and blood-stained eyes, gradually revealed from the shadow covered by the cloak, like the demon that lusts after people in the dark night.
That handsome, angular face was half covered with blood lines, not just around the eyes!
Under the light of the surrounding cold snow, it looked like a hellish Rakshasa.
The aura flowing all over his body is even more strange and unpredictable, xdw8
A Snow Clan disciple did not retreat but advanced. He took a step forward. He was a little suffocated by the man's overbearing aura, but was not afraid at all. He pointed his sword at him and said, "Xuan Ye, you killed hundreds of innocent people from three mountains and five tribes. You committed such a crime."
, the heaven and the earth will be punished together, and they will be captured without restraint!"
"This is not the realm of your ghost clan. You can't come and go as you please. Today, we will never let you leave the Far North Snowy Region alive!"
"Even if it means death, we will get rid of this scourge like you!"
"That's right!"
All the disciples of the Snow Clan pointed their swords at Xuan Ye, looking forward to death.
The disciples of the Snow Clan, whether it is the clan rules or the teachings they have received since childhood, put the justice of the world first, protect the common people as their own responsibility, and their own lives as the second priority, even if they know that they will die, even if they know that they will face Xuan Ye, in
For them, it is like a mantis trying to act like a chariot, but they are still not afraid.
This is their belief!
I really don’t know whether I should say that they don’t know how to adapt, or that they are courageous and dedicated.
Xuan Ye sneered coldly, not bothering to explain at all, and a hint of contempt appeared on his thin red lips, "It's just you? Even if your ancestor is here, I can't do anything to you. You few stragglers don't know whether to live or die.
"
"Come on!" No more nonsense.
A dozen disciples waved their swords and swarmed forward.
Xuan Ye turned his head abruptly, the dark red hair on his forehead rising up in the wind. His tall and tall body did not move at all, but a strong wind came out, as if it were real, and threw several disciples towards the long sword in front of him.
In an instant, it twisted into a silver snake, broke apart with a "bump", and flew everywhere!
Those disciples also screamed "ah" and were thrown away completely. Countless blood flowers flew out from their bodies, dyeing the surrounding white snow red.
Xuan Ye turned around, his handsome face covered with blood lines expressionless, without looking back, "I will only say this once, what you said is not my fault. If you continue to mess around, I will let Nalan Xueyi come and collect the corpses for you.
"
His voice was low and hoarse, extremely cold.
The leading disciple Mo Xiuyi stood up with difficulty, facing Xuan Ye again with the sword in his hand, and with his clothes slightly lifted, "How can I, a disciple of the Snow Clan, be a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? As long as we are still breathing, you can't even think of walking out of the snowy area!"
"That's right!"
"You devil, you still want to make excuses!"
"Ghosts do a lot of evil, but when did they admit it again?"
Several disciples next to him also staggered to their feet and waved their swords again persistently.
They must hold back this demon. The clan elder and other disciples must be on their way here. At this time, he is alone, and his aura seems to be unstable.
This opportunity is too late to let him get away!
Xuan Ye, however, didn't even look back and walked away, his dark eyes still stained with blood.
"It's not that easy to leave!" Mo Xiuyi ignored his injuries, held a long sword, and rushed forward.
Xuan Ye suddenly turned his head, and his five clawed fingers poked out from his robe, and the palm of his hand directly met the ice-patterned sword. There was a crisp sound of "touch".
!
Suddenly meeting those dark red and bloodthirsty eyes, Mo Xiuyi fell into the mire and was unable to move!
Before he could react, Xuan Ye suddenly clasped his five fingers, shattering the sharp sword into countless pieces. The next moment, he grabbed his throat with a "click"!
The anger in Xuan Ye's eyes surged, and he slowly raised his arms, "Looking for death."
It was as easy as blowing up a snowflake, lifting him up.
"Senior brother!" When the other disciples saw Mo Xiuyi's dangerous situation, they immediately became anxious and rushed forward.
However, disciples of their level were no match for Xuan Ye. Before he could rush forward, Xuan Ye was knocked away by a strong wind with a flick of his sleeves. He vomited blood and fell all over the surrounding snow.
flowering.
Xuan Ye, on the other hand, didn't even look at him.
Mo Xiuyi felt that his throat was about to break, but he had no strength to fight back, and his fair cheeks turned purple.
Blood red grew in Xuan Ye's eyes, and the strength of his hands increased in vain. At that moment, he almost heard the sound of his throat bones exploding!