"Am I that kind of person?" Ouyang Zeming looked sad and angry, and said bitterly, "Just ignore me, and trample on my self-esteem and deny my character...... Brother for so many years, it breaks my heart like this...... It's so hurtful! I've been so badly injured that I've almost lost my life, and I'm sorry that I've lost most of my strength now...... Lying here like a wreck, no one cares about me......"

Ouyang Zeming lay on his back, covering his eyes with his hands, and the whole thing was painful.

Hua Xun sneered.

Ouyang Zeming waited for a long time and didn't hear anyone speak, opened a finger to peek, and happened to meet Hua Xun's mocking expression.

Ouyang Ze froze suddenly.

Hua Xun raised his eyebrows: "Is the show finished?"

Ouyang Zeming put down his hand and only smiled cheekily.

"But do you want me to care about you?" Hua Xun suddenly put on a gentle face.

Ouyang Zeming blinked, and the next moment, he solemnly and firmly shook his head and refused.

Judging from past experience, the way Hanahiro said to care is ...... It must not be what he wants.

Hua Xun hooked his lips and smiled, and when he turned around, he dropped a sentence lightly: "If you are a man, don't think about those who have it or not." ”

The curtain of the door was raised and fell.

After shaking a few times, stop.

Ouyang Zeming looked at the hanging stones tied under the corners of both sides of the curtain, curled the corners of his lips, and smiled softly.

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The speed at which the Snow Clan reappeared was faster than Shen Nishang had imagined in a few days.

At midnight on the third day after two days, a Snowman appeared at the entrance of the cave.

In addition to the young and strong Snow Clan man who had a relationship before, there were also two old men of the Snow Clan who were also tall.

There are three people in total.

Shen Nishang set his eyes on the old man of the Snow Clan, who was surrounded by an old man and a young man in the center, with white hair.

The two sides stood facing each other, neither of them spoke out for the first time, and looked at each other silently.

The Snow Clan is all tall and abnormally tall.

The old man of the Snow Clan, who was guarded by the two of them, was a little shorter than the two of them, but even so, he was more than two heads taller than Shen Nisheng.

Compared with the old man of the Snow Clan, who also showed an old appearance on his side, the old man of the Snow Clan among them was not only half a head shorter because of his rickets on his shoulders, but also the thinnest figure, and because of his tall stature, this degree of emaciation looked more obvious.

The dark skin on the face is full of wrinkles, and it is almost impossible to distinguish the facial features.

But a pair of old eyes hidden in the folds are brilliant and sharp that people can't ignore.

The young and strong Snow Clan man was still dressed almost naked that day, but the two old men of the Snow Clan were wearing a long animal skin coat, and the old man on the left was dark brown, and the old man in the middle was wearing a white one, holding a wooden crutch with a rough shape in his hand, and a white necklace made of two circles of animal teeth hanging around his neck.

All three had their hair braided into a thick braid and wrapped tightly around the top of their heads.

The two old men of the Snow Clan, the one on the left should be between seventy and eighty, and the one who was guarded by the two of them was the most senile Long Zhong, who was at least over 100 years old.

For the border clans who can't practice their internal strength, the ordinary lifespan is only seventy or eighty.

Being able to be over 100 years old can be regarded as a rare water chestnut.

Shen Nishang quickly made some judgments about the two old men of the Snow Clan who appeared for the first time, these three people should not be ordinary people in the Snow Clan, especially the identity of the one among them should be very unusual.

Shen Nishang glanced at Sai Gelang on his side with his spare eyes, but just caught a glimpse of Sai Gelang's slightly frowning movement on his face with a clear contrast between black and white, as if he had revealed a trace of doubt.

Segolon did not move, and quickly restrained the slightest hint of strangeness.

The two sides are a long story, but in fact, it is only a dozen breaths.

Soon, the Snow Clan opened their mouths first.

The old man of the Snow Clan among them withdrew his gaze from the faces of the five people one by one, and finally fixed on Shen Nisheng's face: "The girl is from the Bailing Clan?"

The first object of the old man's conversation with the Snow Clan locked on to Shen Nishang, using side language.

Three people on the other side, five people on this side.

Sai Goron Luo was on one side, and on the other side were Ling Fei and Erya.

Shen Nishang stood in the middle of the four.

The position of the five people standing was actually arbitrary, but the old man of the Snow Clan locked on Shen Nishang as the object of his opening just because of this, and this old spicy and sharp was really surprising.

"Yes. Shen Nishang nodded lightly at the sight of the old man of the Snow Clan.

"You're not like that. The old man of the Snow Clan couldn't see the expression on his face, he shook his head, but his tone was firm, "It's not like talking, and people are not like it." ”

"The border clan has been separated for three hundred years, and the old man has never seen the Bailing clan, let alone the Bailing clan, even other border clans have not seen it, why do you say that I don't like it?" Although Shen Nishang's progress in learning Bianyu is amazing, after all, the practice time is limited, and some words are not proficient, so he speaks a little slowly, "I can't speak well in Bianyu, but I do have the blood of the Bailing clan in my body." Ling Fei, you and Er Ya go out first-"

In the last sentence, Shen Nishang turned his head to Ling Fei and Erya and said, changing it to Middle-earth.

Ling Fei looked at a few people in the cave, turned around and went out.

Shen Nishang glanced at Erya, and Erya nodded lightly, indicating that she understood what she meant, and she would follow Ling Fei.

The two walked away with footsteps.

Shen Nishang took out the breeze dagger on his waist and made a cut on his fingertips, blood beads suddenly oozed out, and he raised his eyes to look at the three people opposite.

The old man of the Snow Clan in the middle did not make a sound, and the old man of the Snow Clan on the left bowed slightly towards the young and strong Snow Clan man on the right.

The young man of the Snow Clan on the right was the one who appeared two days ago, and after receiving the signal of the elder of the clan, he raised his hand and brought a finger to his mouth and bit it, and the dark red blood flowed down his fingers and into his palm.

The young man of the Snow Clan stretched out his palm forward, and his eyes shot straight at Shen Nishang!

The blood in the palm of his hand has accumulated into a small puddle, the amount of blood is too much, and the color looks a little strange, Shen Nishang took a look at it more.

The fresh blood should be bright red, but the blood in front of me is dull and black.

Shen Nishang couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and retracted her gaze thoughtfully.

Shen Nishang stretched out his hand, and a few drops of blood also slipped into the Snow Clan man, instantly merging into one.

It is all in one, and there are no abnormalities.

The young and strong Snow Clan man watched tightly, seeing that the color of his blood had not changed, he showed a relaxed expression for a moment, and his eyes looking at Shen Nishang were also a little closer in an instant.

Shaking off the blood in his palm, reaching out and licking the wound, the young Snow Clan man nodded at Shen Nishang and retreated.

Here, Luo Cai hurriedly stepped forward and took out the ointment to wipe a layer of the wound on Shen Nishang's fingertips, the wound was immediately closed, and the bleeding stopped, after wiping the small wound on Shen Nishang's fingertips, he raised his eyes and looked at the young Snow Clan man opposite: "Do you want to rub some medicine?"

A little wound, not even an injury, the young Snow Clan man shook his head at Luo Cai disapprehantly: "No." ”

Luo Cai did not hesitate to stuff the ointment back into his arms.