"There is really no proof..." Ling Xiyue muttered while holding her chin.
She was wearing Bei Chenyan's cloak, which enveloped her whole body. Some of it fell on the snow, and the corners of the cloak were swaying lightly in the wind.
Unless absolutely necessary, Ling Xiyue really didn't want to disturb the departing heroic spirits. Thinking about it, she turned to look at the man next to her with a stern look on her face, "Yan, besides the Gale Tribe, have you visited the other tribes?"
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This area is called Sanshan and Wubu.
In the huge valley between the three snow-capped mountains, there are five tribes very close to each other.
The Gale Wind tribe is the largest, and the smallest ones only have a few dozen people. According to the Snow Clan's news, all of them were washed away with blood without exception.
Bei Chenyan nodded, his long dark red hair fluttering in the cold wind, and his voice was slow, "I have looked at the traces left on the corpse and the state of death. Judging from the technique, it can only be the work of the ghost clan. But only
Only the Gale Wind Tribe has the remaining power of the blood curse."
Ling Xiyue let out a long breath, "In this case, I can only place my hope on Sha Niu, hoping that she can remember something key."
Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. She doesn't want Yan to always carry the blame!
Moreover, Yan’s current identity is complicated enough...
"Forget it, let's go back to Tianlin first. The Snow Clan will definitely send people to investigate this matter. It's just a matter of time." Beichen Yan said in a deep voice, not wanting to delay in the snowy region any longer.
He has been away from the court for nearly a year, and now that he is awake, he must return as soon as possible.
Most importantly, he doesn't like it here!
"Forget it." Ling Xiyue nodded, "Since the ghost clan has set up such a big trap and wants to pin this matter on you, there will definitely be another trick. It will definitely not be that simple. Let's just forget it.
Just wait and see."
Regardless of whether Yan is a member of the Ghost Royal Clan or not, it is impossible for him to return to the Underworld now, which means that he will once again quarrel with the Ghost Clan. The Ghost Clan has spent so much energy on Yan, how could he just let it go?
The two looked at each other and exchanged a tacit look of understanding.
"However, we need to find two fast horses that can ride on the snow." Ling Xiyue's eyes flashed slightly.
There was a vast expanse of white desolation and silence all around. All the nearby villages had been slaughtered. Not to mention the horses, ghosts could no longer be found. She remembered that the closest one when she came was a large tribe that might have horses. If she left,
, which requires at least two months of walking.
Therefore, they can only go back to the Snow Clan once. Is there any place with more good horses for riding in the snow than Bingcheng?
Bei Chenyan keenly saw the slight flicker in Ling Xiyue's eyes, "Do you want to go back to the Ice City of the Snow Clan?" He narrowed his eyes, half-smiling, "I'm afraid it's not as simple as asking for a horse.
Bar?"
Ling Xiyue laughed sarcastically, "There is also Silly Girl. She should be taken back by Lord Tianji and the others. I'll go take a look."
Bei Chenyan looked at her, pursed his lips, but still said nothing.
That look, you can experience it yourself...
Ling Xiyue had no choice but to look at the man's gloomy eyes and could only say truthfully, "Okay, I want to go to the Snow Clan and ask the queen for the Snow Clan's Frosted Snow Ganoderma. In the world now, that is the only thing that can temporarily suppress the blood in your body."
Blood curse."
After going around for several times, this was Ling Xiyue's most important purpose, and the rest were just dispensable excuses.
"Do you have to go?" Bei Chenyan obviously resisted, his cold eyebrows slightly raised.
He didn't want Ling Xiyue to have anything to do with Nalan Xueyi again!
Even if it's for him!
In Ling Xiyue's case, Bei Chenyan was actually a really petty man, so petty that he would spend every penny. Even though he hinted to himself countless times that he should be generous and tolerant, he still couldn't do it in the end.
Love is exclusivity!
Bei Chenyan also had complicated feelings about Nalan Xueyi.
Before he became Xuan Ye, Bei Chenyan was purely a grudge and didn't care about his existence.
But after experiencing life and death, he felt more grateful to Nalan Xueyi, thanking him for taking care of Ling Xiyue during his absence, and saving her several times, but this does not mean that he can really do it when it comes to love.
tolerant.
Ling Xiyue was speechless for a moment when she faced Bei Chenyan's extremely resistant eyes.
Just when she was struggling with how to persuade Bei Chenyan, the sound of horse hoofbeats came with the cold wind, gradually becoming clearer and getting closer. The two of them turned around at the same time and saw a group of ten people coming over there on horseback.
Looking at the iconic snow-white clothes, the two of them immediately recognized that they were disciples of the Snow Clan.
Bei Chenyan and Ling Xiyue looked at each other silently and stood at the entrance of the Gale Tribe village, watching the changes.
The small group of people stopped in front of them. The leader of the group, Ling Xiyue, a disciple of the Snow Clan, was not familiar with it, but Bei Chenyan was somewhat impressed.
Mo Xiuyi, the fourth direct disciple of Xuan Tianji, was one of the first people sent by the Queen to investigate the Three Mountains and Five Tribes. On that day, he led the Snow Tribe disciples to surround Bei Chenyan's leading disciple outside the Gale Tribe.
Of course, he almost died at the hands of Bei Chenyan...
At this time, he seemed a little surprised to see Ling Xiyue and Bei Chenyan at the door of the Gale Wind Tribe. After his eyes changed for a while, he got off his horse and walked up to them expressionlessly.
"Why are you here?" Mo Xiuyi's voice was cold and his expression was not very good.
Ling Xiyue raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why can't we be here."
Mo Xiuyi frowned and said nothing, his face tense.xdw8
I really don’t know what my senior brother thinks!
"Let's go." Bei Chenyan didn't pay much attention, called Ling Xiyue, and walked out on his own.
Ling Xiyue glanced at the disciples of the Snow Clan again, her eyes a bit obscure, but she didn't say anything. She stepped up and left with Bei Chenyan. However, as soon as she took a step, she was stopped by Mo Xiuyi with a disgusting look on her face.
"Wait a moment."
He stared at Ling Xiyue who was about to leave, with a complicated look in his eyes.
"Something." Mo Xiuyi called angrily to the disciple behind him. The Snow Clan disciple behind him quickly brought up an ice jade box and placed it on his outstretched hand.
Ling Xiyue looked over with questioning eyes, not knowing what he wanted to do, until he handed the box to her and said, "Take it."
"For me?" Ling Xiyue's eyes darkened slightly.
It seems that I guessed something...
"No one will give it to you." Mo Xiuyi's attitude towards Ling Xiyue was inexplicably hostile, just like towards Bei Chenyan.
Bei Chenyan also looked over, and before he could say a word, Ling Xiyue had already taken the three-inch-high square box that shimmered with ice jade color into her hand, and secretly shook her head at him.
Ling Xiyue lowered her eyes and opened it.
Even though there was a biting cold wind around her, the moment she opened the ice jade square box, she still felt a chill, which rushed out from the box and chilled her cheeks.
In an instant, my eyebrows seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost!