"The origin of the snowy land is located in the coldest place in the north. There is a demon in the snowy land, called Xue Po. Xue Po and the origin of the snowy land can control wind and snow, and can illusion in all shapes. Its original body is even a great demon."

Zhong Wudao stopped at the end of the steps and stretched out a finger. The thin fingertips slowly overflowed with a drop of red blood. He applied the blood on the stone wall at the end of the steps. With a violent rumbling sound, the entire wall at the end of the steps slowly rose, revealing an extremely wide earth behind the wall.

The ground is slightly higher in the middle and slightly lower around it. The ground seems transparent. Under the ground, you can see a column of blue-gray ice crystals like tentacles slowly squirming.

"I first entered the snowy realm and fought with the demon in the snowy realm, which severely damaged this demon, but could not destroy its soul! I could only seal it and always use the pious and obsession of the people in the snowy realm to suppress it! If this demon breaks the seal, she will definitely absorb all the power of the wind and snow in the snow to heal her wounds. By then, the entire snowy realm and the people in the snow that have lived on this snowy realm for generations will no longer exist!"

Zhong Wudao waved his sleeves towards the strange earth in front of him and asked Zhang Xiaoluo coldly.

"Now, look at the wild monster in front of you, tell me, you are willing to let her go! You will also take away the Wheel of the Yellow Spring that will suppress her soul!"

As Zhong Wudao waved his sleeve, Zhang Xiaoluo saw ice chips flying on the earth in front of him, and the slightly raised area in the middle of the earth began to slowly rotate. The ice chips dissipated. This was not the earth, it was actually a huge head!

On that head, there are blue-gray hairs like tentacles. They have been carefully polished by countless days and nights of the people of the snowy area. The crystal clear and sharp ice cones containing pious thoughts are densely inserted on this head.

Above the tightly closed eyes of the head, a golden golden wheel floated in the middle of the forehead. The golden wheel occasionally radiated many ghost figures, surrounding the brain inside the head that seemed to be sleeping.

The royal temple is the head of the temple, and the four regions are divided into sixteen cities! This is a great monster with what kind of magical power, and it needs to be consumed by the endless snowy areas, and with the continuous power of the devout faith of the people in the snowy areas, you can barely suppress it!

Zhang Xiaoluo was silent, watching Zhong Wudao lower the wall again, and he already admired the peerless talent of the thin Huadong clan.

All the heroes in the world are inferior to a child in Huadong!

He seemed to have something he had never figured out, and looked at the figure slowly moving up the steps ahead and suddenly asked a question.

"You haven't said why you treat Miji like that. You should know who Miji is!"

"After I sealed this demon, I searched all the snowy land and slaughtered all the snow demon clan to prevent its clan from breaking my seal, so that the great demon would wake up and cause trouble again! The human demon has different paths, and is not my tribe, and his heart will be different. I believe that I am guilty of destruction of the demon clan! But the way of heaven is still lacking, and a little demon is missing, that is, the banshee you saw."

Zhong Wudao said, and went up the steps, returned to the secret room where he was originally sitting, and sat cross-legged.

Zhang Xiaoluo was silent. He asked himself that if he was Zhong Wudao, he would also slaughter the race to avoid trouble. The life and death of the races had nothing to do with right or wrong.

Zhong Wudao waited for Zhang Xiaoluo to sit down opposite him again. With a wave of his sleeves, a painted black wooden tray appeared between the two, with a pot of strong wine and two wine glasses inside the tray.

"I haven't seen anyone in Xuanmen for a long time. Since you came here today, I'll drink it!"

Zhong Wudao picked up the wine pot, filled the wine glass, picked up a glass, and drank it all in one go.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Xiaoluo also picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank the wine in the glass into his stomach.

"A snow demon orphan is not a big deal, and I am not willing to destroy the last trace of bloodline of the snow demon. But how could this demon know from where to learn that Yu Lei Shentu, the lord of the underworld, reincarnated a clone of a thought to the snow realm, and passed through the world of mortal world. This demon searched for many years and finally found the Fanhai..."

Zhang Xiaoluo was shocked when he heard this. The Lord of the Yellow Spring once told him that the Hades had been living in the underworld for a long time. Could it be...

"Shen Tu reincarnates, you need to taste all the six flavors of life and experience birth, old age, sickness and death in person before you can become a Buddha! This demon found the Brahma Sea, and I don't care. After all, the day of the perfect Brahma Sea is far away. But..."

When Zhong Wudao said this, he suddenly looked up at Zhang Xiaoluo, and his murderous intent flashed away.

"But your appearance changed all this! You were smart and used Xuanmen magic to condense the offerings, handing the cone nail that did not contain any pious thoughts to the incompetent sacrifice in the Ice and Snow City, and inserting it into the right limb of the snow demon. It was not enough to contain pious thoughts, but the cone nail contained an invisible thought that even I couldn't see through! This demon absorbed this thought and there was a sign of awakening!"

Zhang Xiaoluo was stunned again, opening his mouth to argue, but thinking of his instinctive weirdness, he vaguely felt that what Zhong Wudao said didn't seem to be lying, and finally lowered his head and didn't say a word.

"I have been sitting in a quiet room for a long time and thought about the strategy of transforming disasters. In the end, I thought of the pain of bereavement in Fanhai early, endless hatred, and personally experiencing birth, old age, sickness and death, so as to promote his early completion. Shentu is kind by nature, so he will not sit idly by the snowy disaster and ignore it, helping me transform the disaster in the snowy disaster! And the only one who can make Fanhai personally experience the pain of bereavement and produce endless hatred is his mother and sister..."

After Zhong Wudao finished speaking, he filled the wine glass in front of him again, looked up and drank it all.

"I know this is the worst strategy. Zhang Xiaoluo, I don't care what you are sacred, but you tell me that if it were you, you would have a good recipe besides this strategy!"

Zhang Xiaoluo was silent for a long time, and finally stood up and bowed to Zhong Wudao, turning around and leaving.

Zhang Xiaoluo sat alone in the attic, and placed an ice coffin in front of him.

The ice coffin is crystal clear, and a blue cold air is emitting from time to time. Inside the ice coffin, a twelve-three-year-old girl is lying. The girl is wearing a fluffy animal hat, a well-made animal leather jacket, a pair of animal leather pants, and a pair of brand new wooden clogs on her feet. The girl's face is rosy, as if she is sleeping sweetly, and from time to time, a blue cold air penetrates into the girl's nose.

Zhang Xiaoluo has been returning from the Royal City Temple for many days. He has been locking himself in the attic for the past few days, either drinking or accompanying Miji all day long.

He thought that if he had not come to this snowy land, Fan Hai had not saved him, he had not detached the Gu for Fan Di, and had not transformed into a cone nail with magic, then the snow demon would not have a sign of awakening, and Zhong Wudao would not have to be so urgently needed Fan Hai to be perfect, and Xiao Miji would not be ravaged and died.

It turns out that the culprit who killed Xiao Miji was actually him, Zhang Xiaoluo!

He collapsed beside the ice coffin where Miji was lying, raised the wine pot in his hand and put it to his mouth, but found that the wine pot was already empty. He threw the wine pot into the scattered wine pot at the door, staggered and stood up, took another wine pot from behind, and poured it down.

After drinking, he lowered his head and stared at the pale face of Miji, who seemed to be sleeping in the ice coffin, and reached out to touch him gently through the ice coffin.

"It turns out that it's all my fault! It's me who hurt you, it's me who shouldn't have appeared in the snow, it's me who shouldn't have healed your father's Gu, it's..."

Zhang Xiaoluo muttered to himself, but suddenly stopped. He vaguely felt something was wrong!

He repeatedly thought about every word from Zhong Wudao, but did not find any inappropriateness. He thought about everything that happened from appearing in the wilderness to this moment, but still did not find something that he felt was wrong.

But Zhang Xiaoluo really felt that something must have gone wrong! Something must have gone wrong!

This feeling tortured him and made him almost crazy. Finally, Zhang Xiaoluo sat cross-legged, with a sense of determination in his eyes. He slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with empty eyes.

In Zhang Xiaoluo's sea of ​​consciousness, the scene of him at this moment appeared. The picture quickly retreated, like time flowing back, seeing Zhong Wudao, making things difficult for Xiao Liang, entering the royal city, seeing Yanxue in the Ice and Snow Town, and entering the Ice and Snow Town twice, until he deliberately fainted before the snowy land, saying "Give up the way to find me."

He thought about it over and over again, thinking about everything carefully. But in the end, he didn't find anything wrong!

The hollow color of his eyes faded, and Zhang Xiaoluo became much more tired. Although his instinct was extremely practical, Zhang Xiaoluo vaguely felt that it was better to use it less. Once he used this surgery, he would feel extremely tired after every time he used it. At the same time, Zhang Xiaoluo seemed to feel that as he called instinct more times, one day his consciousness might be swallowed by instinct.

Is it my own illusion? Is it really like this? There is no inappropriateness in the empty eyes, but...

Zhang Xiaoluo was breathing slightly while capturing the strange feeling. There must be something wrong! Since I haven’t found it during this period of time in the snowy area, is it wrong? In the Huadong Village!

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at Miji who was sleeping, raised his head and drank the pot of strong wine. After closing his eyes slightly again, he suddenly opened it, and the hollow color in his eyes reappeared...

Zhang Xiaoluo kept sitting cross-legged. As time passed, his body began to tremble violently, and blood slowly flowed out of his mouth and nose. But the hollow and dull color in his eyes still had not faded.

After a long time, Zhang Xiaoluo suddenly closed his eyes, raised his head and spit out a blood arrow, and collapsed to the ground.

His eyes were fading, and he struggled to sit up, and a scene from the Huadong tribe many days ago appeared before his eyes.

In the Huadong tribe, in the bamboo house, the scene of Zhang Xiaoluo and Zhi Fei kissing that night appeared in Zhang Xiaoluo's mind again, and Zhi Fei's unintentional teasing resounded in his mind.

"There is a strange Gu in Huadong, called "Songluoyi", also known as "Love Faith", which is a male and female double Gu, female, male and female, male and female, female, female, female, female, female, female, female, female, female, female, female, female, died, male, female, female, female, female, died. Huadong witch, grandma Qing once planted this Gu in her husband surnamed Zhong. One day I will quietly plant a male Gu for you. If you bear me in the future, I will take you to the Huangquan again..."
Chapter completed!