The snow is long, like the catkins falling in the wind in summer, dancing lightly, quietly stained with ragged clothes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

“…… Loyalty?" whispered in a soft, whispered voice.

He slowly raised his face and looked at the snow-covered gray blue sky, and his voice was as light and ethereal as scattered frost and snow:

"Three hundred years ago, there was an ancient holy war. As one of the twelve holy angels, I led thousands of angel guards to fight to the death against the demon clan, and was seriously injured several times and almost died...... And how can anyone remember?"

"At the end of the holy war, Ellens suffered heavy casualties, but you suddenly charged me with slaughtering my compatriots, and once tortured me, who was covered in bruises and powerless to resist, into this isolated spiral tower without saying a word, and refused ......to give me even the slightest chance to defend myself."

He slowly lowered his eyelashes, looked at the old man in white, and smiled, with a bit of sadness in the mockery in his eyes:

"You're telling me loyalty, it's been three hundred years...... I have been in this spiral tower for three hundred years, and no one cares about it, and I am ridiculed and humiliated...... Who cares? If it weren't for the resurrection of the moon god, the demon clan would be restless again, and Ellens would be in danger...... You're going to come to me?"

He looked straight at the old man in white and smiled coldly:

"The cunning rabbit is dead, and the lackeys are cooking. Hua Lingxuan, this is your usual method. Isn't it ridiculous that three hundred years ago you made a stumbling block and kept me in this ghost place where birds don't poop until today, and now you want me to die for you in the name of 'loyalty'?"

Xuan Lao stood with his hands in his hands, looking at him quietly, and his voice was faint:

"It seems...... In these 300 years of captivity, not only do you not have the slightest remorse, but you feel very wronged?"

"Spirited ghost...... As a man, you should dare to act. Three hundred years ago, you did contribute to Ellens, but that doesn't mean we can ignore the heinous crimes you have committed......"

"Three hundred years ago, I, the angels of Erenis, fought desperately and bloodily with the demon clan, and the bones were full of dead and wounded all over the field! until I succeeded in killing the moon god and driving those demon henchmen back to the molten fire...... The holy war is finally over. At that time, everyone was exhausted and unable to move, but your mind was full of merit and honor, and you did not hesitate to take advantage of the chaos to poison many injured holy angels......!"

"No! I didn't kill people!" a hoarse voice abruptly interrupted the old man's words.

Lie Ghost stood on the silver-white ice sea, staring straight at him, his eyes trembled slightly, and his hoarse voice was sad with a little imperceptible trembling:

"They...... They are all brothers who were born and died with me in the holy war, and fought side by side in blood...... How could I have managed to do it, and besides, I was also wounded at the time, and I was also a holy angel, so how could I kill it easily?"

"Honor, you say?" he smiled, bitter and sad, "I know better than anyone the pain of losing my brothers...... My brothers are gone, what do you want honor?"

The snow is sprinkled and the white clothes are rolling.

Xuan Lao looked at him quietly, his eyes suddenly trembled slightly, and he slowly lowered his eyelids...... Close your eyes.

"That's it...... Ghosting. ”

Slowly opening his eyes, he looked at the man on the silver-white ice sea not far away, his ice blue eyes reflected the crystal frost and snow, and his voice was low and solemn:

"I'll give you one last chance. If you had lost your way and agreed to my offer now, it would have never happened today. When it is done, you will still be a hero of Ellens, supported and loved by all, and my promise will be kept. ”

Lie Ghost looked at him, slowly lowered his eyelids, and his voice was low, like a sigh:

"A prisoner, even if he makes great contributions, is still a prisoner. People will neither support him, nor can they love him, but they will only be endlessly frightened and suspicious. Even if I am lucky enough to come back alive from the minions of the moon god, the glory will be returned to the Elders' Pavilion...... From now on, all my actions and thoughts will be monitored by you......"

"What's the difference between being imprisoned in another place...... it's not as quiet and comfortable as this spiral tower......

Xuan Lao looked at him, frowned slightly, and his voice was low with a bit of warning:

"Spirit, this is the last chance. Either help Erenis and be unrestrained from now on, or stubbornly kill yourself and die forever as a fugitive...... You'd better think about it before you answer me. ”

The cold wind is blowing, and the frost and snow are drifting.

The ragged clothes fluttered in the wind, and the fine ice stains quietly fell off.

The ghostly shadow stood on the silver and white ice sea, and the slightly messy half-length hair was scattered on the shoulders, gently blowing in the wind.

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at the old man in white clothes, his forehead was red, and a delicate and beautiful poppy totem gradually appeared.

"Hua Lingxuan, I have fallen to such a field now, mostly thanks to you. After 300 years of imprisonment and imprisonment, it is not so easy to use me as a gun in a few words! It is better to die than to live and die, but it is better for you and me to make a painful end today!"

The cold wind was blowing, and the cold killing intent suddenly rose to the ground!

The poppy feather at the heart of the forehead of the fierce ghost was full of red light, and the white snow flying in the sky reflected the dazzling red light, and the blood light was scorching, like thousands of dark red blood sprinkled on it!

Bai Xueman dances, and the plain white clothes fly in the wind.

"It's impatient. ”

Xuan Lao spread his wings and rose diagonally towards the air. Looking down at the man above the sea of ice, he smiled faintly, his voice was soft, thoughtful:

"Do you want to fight hard, no matter how strong Yu Ci is, it has been silent and cool for three hundred years...... How much more waves can it make?"

Lie Chongying looked up at him, squinted his eyes slightly, and the feathers on his forehead flickered, and in an instant, a beautiful red light flowed out from the depths of his pupils, bewitching and beautiful like a blood-colored poppy in bloom!

A faint red light swept out of the air!

There was a sudden weight under his feet, and his wings seemed to be climbed up by something, gnawing and devouring them wantonly, getting tighter and tighter, and the heaviness and anxiety seemed to be about to fall down!

Xuan Lao was slightly stunned, looked down, and looked thoughtful in his eyes, revealing a little surprise.

Several stout and slender pythons are tied around their legs and wings, and the huge snake head is branded with a blood-red poppy pattern, and the snake's eyes are faintly flashing red, and the whole body is red, as if soaked in blood!

Xuan Lao looked at the crimson blood snakes that were tightly wrapped around his legs and wings, the wide open snake mouth, and the sharp snake teeth that sank deep into his thighs...... and the sudden acceleration of the heartbeat in the chest, and the burning pain in the lower body and wings...... thoughtfully, there was a bit of approval in his eyes:

"Such a weak body can still forcibly condense spiritual power to create such an illusion......"

"Isn't it a pity that the former Angel of Twilight has just fallen into the Spiral Tower?"

Standing on the sea of silver-white ice, he quietly stared at the old man in white who was bound and bitten by several red pythons in the sky, and his red eyes overflowed with cold coldness:

"Less nonsense. I want to see if it is me, the despicable prisoner, or you, the noble chief elder, who will die in the sea of ice today?"

Xuan Lao looked at him quietly, smiled, and did not speak.

"yes...... I'm curious, too. ”

He slowly raised his eyes and looked in a certain direction in the gray blue sky where the snow was flying:

"It's just a pity that your opponent ...... Not me. ”