Chapter 805 : Only one person is destined to live!
"What evidence is there?" Nalan Xueyi said indifferently, her eyes were quiet, and she kept looking at Ling Xiyue.
Ling Xiyue hurriedly spoke, "I asked, and Xuan Ye said it himself, he didn't do it. There must be some twists and turns. The top priority now is to search for the survivors and find out the truth. It won't be too late to investigate!"
Xuan Ye's thin lips curved into a contemptuous arc, and he made a faint "chi" sound.
Why are you saying this? He doesn't need anyone else to believe it! But when these words came out of her mouth, they sounded very pleasant to his ears. He liked them very much and didn't mind hearing them again.
Nalan Xueyi's eyes were dark, and he looked at the nervous girl in front of him for a long, long time.
"The devil's words cannot be trusted, Miss Huangfu, don't be fooled by him!"
"That's right, aren't there many ghost clans who have done such unscrupulous things?"
"What else is there to say!"
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The Snow Clan disciples were filled with indignation and spoke coldly.
I even have some opinions on Ling Xiyue. I don't understand why she keeps defending a big devil who kills people without blinking an eye. If this is taken seriously, this is a serious crime of treason!
In response to everyone's questions, Ling Xiyue remained silent and kept looking at Nalan Xueyi's eyes.
As if affected by Nalan Xueyi's indifferent attitude, everyone's voices of accusation gradually fell silent.
There was deep silence around, with falling snow falling. Nalan Xueyi also looked into Ling Xiyue's eyes so quietly, so silently that it was almost suffocating. It was so long that Ling Xiyue could hardly bear to look at her, and then the man said lightly, "
Yue'er, do you believe him so much? What he says means what?"
Only Nalan Xueyi knew that Ling Xiyue did not choose him. Everything she had just done was to protect Xuan Ye and defend Xuan Ye. She was afraid that he would hurt Xuan Ye and that they would misunderstand Xuan Ye.
He is the one who was abandoned...
She actually wanted to give him an explanation on behalf of Xuan Ye. In what capacity?
It wasn't just because of Nalan Xueyi's question that deviated from the point.
Also because this sentence sounds extremely familiar!
It's just that the person speaking doesn't seem to be him.
Things in this world are like reincarnation. The man's crazy questioning words are still in my ears, faintly ringing at this moment, "Yue'er, do you believe in him so much? Do you have so much faith in Nalan Xueyi?"
Just this, who said it?
A sharp pain suddenly shot through Ling Xiyue's head, as if a steel needle had pierced her temple in vain. It caused her body to stagger, and she suddenly fell to the snow next to her head.
"Xiyue!"
"Yue'er."
Xuan Ye's bloody eyes suddenly tightened and he flew over.
The frozen indifference in Nalan Xueyi's eyes instantly cracked, a look of worry appeared, and flew away as quickly as the wind.
"Xiyue!" But Xuan Ye was still closer after all. He took a step forward and caught the fallen person.
And when the person fell into his hands, how could he let Nalan Xueyi touch him? He looked at Ling Xiyue nervously, without raising his head, and then he raised his hand and swept it out, facing Nalan
Xue Yi wanted to stretch out her hand.
The palms of their hands faced each other, and there was a loud "boom" explosion!
A circle of frightening wind was like ripples on water, but the speed at which it spread was extremely fast. It caused snowflakes to rise all over the sky and turned into mist. It also shocked Nalan Xueyi's hair.
Dance, fly backwards.
"Snow suit!"
"Little Lord"
The people of the Snow Clan rushed forward worriedly.
Nalan Xueyi landed firmly on the ground. Except for his clothes and hair being slightly messy, there was nothing unusual about him. Even his masters didn't know when his skill had reached such a state.
It can be said that she is on par with Ling Xiyue!
But what Ling Xiyue possesses is hundreds of years of skill from the high priest of the Huangfu family!
"Xiyue, what's going on?" Xuan Ye hugged the girl in his arms tightly. Seeing her face twisted in pain, he quickly transferred the crimson power from his body into her body, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "It's okay."
Yes, it’s okay.”
He was angry with her again, angry that she had just chosen Nalan Xueyi again, but after all, as long as she frowned a little, he could go to her side regardless of everything.
But it was also because of the power of the blood curse in his body that a faint crimson power rose up all over his body. Xuan Ye immediately felt the impact that was about to break through the limit of his control, causing his whole body to tremble violently.
But this time, Xuan Tianji saw it clearly.
The old man endured the pain and shouted sharply, "Xueyi, you can't miss this opportunity, kill this devil quickly!"
Nalan Xueyi looked at the girl in white who was leaning on Xuan Ye's arms. The gloom in his eyes became deeper and deeper, and finally turned into endless darkness. His snow-white sleeves danced, and the jade flute in his hand had been replaced without knowing when.
Long sword, "kill."
Following this order, hundreds of masters from the Snow Tribe flew up, either forming a killing formation or single-handedly, and rushed towards the Ghost Tribe. The ice swords in their hands shone like silvery white, like frost and snow falling from the sky.
Severe pain hit her head one after another, making Ling Xiyue's mind confused and her whole body paralyzed.
Just as he regained his composure, he saw that the entire valley was engulfed in melee.
Blood is raging and murderous intent is skyrocketing.
As for Nalan Xueyi, the ice-made long sword in his hand was pointed directly at Xuan Ye, his sleeves were slightly raised by the frost and snow, and the cold sword light reflected in Ling Xiyue's eyes, which made her eyes sting, and her heart was filled with pain.
Tighten suddenly.
There are little bits of flying snow falling between the man's beautiful eyebrows, the beauty is brilliant, but silent.
The man's voice was as cold as ice, his thin lips parted slightly, and he said word by word, "Beichenyan, you and I are destined to only live together. This is our fate. We cannot escape or avoid it."
He tried struggling, but he was still tricked by fate in the end.
"No!" Ling Xiyue grabbed Xuan Ye's hand and held on tightly.
If the blood curse on Xuan Ye breaks out, not only Xue Yi, but everyone here will die!
At this time, she just wanted to stop this unnecessary fight between the two parties. She didn't want to see anyone get hurt, but she didn't really understand the meaning of Nalan Xueyi's words.
He was talking about Bei Chenyan, not Xuan Ye.
It's just that Nalan Xueyi's voice was very weak. Ling Xiyue, who was suffering from a headache and not very clear, didn't hear it. Xuan Ye heard it, and his eyes rose and fell for a while before returning to silence.
I seem to understand, but I don’t understand.xdw8
"You" Ling Xiyue's eyes glared fiercely, but before she could say the word "dare", Xuan Ye pressed her soft point sharply, removing the pressure.
When her body softened and he let go of his hand, he threw her into the Snow Clan disciples.
Several Snow Clan disciples caught Ling Xiyue and quickly escorted her to the rear, protecting her tightly without any hesitation.
Although people in the Snow Clan have some prejudices against Ling Xiyue because of her efforts to protect Xuan Ye, she is still the future queen of the Snow Clan, the empress of the Huangfu family, and she gets along very well with the Snow Clan, and they still
It's impossible to ignore it.
Ling Xiyue was already weak and unable to control herself due to the waves of severe pain in her head. Xuan Ye took away her strength. At this moment, she couldn't lift her energy even with the slightest internal strength, so she could only stare angrily.
"Well..." Ling Xiyue suddenly covered her head and groaned, all kinds of strange pictures flashing in her mind!
Xuan Ye turned around slowly, with the corners of his black robe flying, and his long dark red hair dancing wildly. He faced the man in white and frost across the melee between the two clans of disciples.
Before the actual fight, the valley was filled with strong murderous aura!