Qilin wailed deeply over there, and he showed a kind look at Zi Han.

Lin Xi fainted, and collapsed weakly on Zi Han's back, only his hands seemed to be consciously wrapped around his neck. The wound that had just pulled out the Xuanling Grass had obviously suppressed the blood, but now it had broken open again, penetrating out bit by bit, slowly, but the momentum was difficult to stop.

The unicorn spit out dewdrops at this time, this dewdrop, like the void of white foam, and crystal clear, should be the spell of the White Demon Clan. Zi Han seemed to realize something, and interacted left and right and cast spells:

The power of the sun, the void of white foam. Envelope!

The entire timeline was frozen, just like when three thousand zhang froze the entire village, in the past, Zihan's frozen power could last at most a stick of incense, just for the unboiled kettle, but now he has the true inheritance of three thousand zhang. In the past half a year, he has worked hard to cultivate, and his skills are unfathomable, but if Lin Xi is frozen and injured, it should definitely not be a problem for a few hours, and he continued to support Lin Xi's legs with both hands and pushed her on her back. Feeling that his breathing was smooth, and his heartbeat was close to his back, plopping, he was relieved, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a faint smile, if you are okay, I will be sunny.

At the same time, he followed the steps of the unicorn to the quietest place in the deep mountains. The more I walked to the top of the mountain, in the miasma that I couldn't see my fingers, I could vaguely feel that there were clusters of reddish-purple fireworks burning, this was the Xuanling Grass. Zihan is very familiar with this kind of grass, three thousand zhang ago in the yard are all these herbs, it is said that they are nourished by human blood, and when they are used for medicine, they also need the blood of the master to exert their effects, that is to say, these herbs have spirituality, a flower and a tree, a grass and a spirituality, basically all of them recognize the Lord.

At the top, the white miasma gradually receded, and the strange thing was that at the foot of the mountain, it was not the village veins, flowers and trees, but the colorful snow fields, the white snow cliffs, and the indifference covered in silver.

Zi Han thought that this must be the illusion of the Qilin, or that it had already been set up from the time it had just foamed at the mouth. It seems to be trying to convey something, and if words can't communicate, only the fantasy in front of it can find the answer.

On the snowy mountain, when the unicorn was still a cub, it was already domineering and sharp, but a little boy rode on it, scratching its neck and tickling, without any fear. At this time, it faded away from the murderous aura of the divine beast, leaving only the appearance of a cute pet, and the little boy had a moon-shaped scar on his right arm, the same as his own. Could it be that the child playing with the unicorn is himself?

The unicorn shook its head and tail at this time, looking like a divine beast recognizing its master.

Then the timeline moved, and the scene in front of me was three thousand zhang, and there was another fairy who was as beautiful as a flower. He had seen this fairy in the frozen cabinet of three thousand zhang, she should be Lin Xi's mother, and she was the appearance of the two of them childhood sweethearts. Suddenly, there was a journey of thousands of troops and horses at the foot of the mountain, it was the confrontation of the Red and White Demon Clan, the Qilin was stabbed while defending the White Demon Clan, and the three thousand zhang used the Xuanling Grass all over the mountains in order to save the life of the Qilin and ensure that the White Demon Clan could survive. Xuanling grass is fed by the pure bloodline of the elf clan, and the grass is used as medicine, and the three thousand zhang actually use the blood of Lin Xi's mother, that is, the elf master of the previous generation to sacrifice.

Zi Han's body was trembling, and all this in front of him violated his understanding of Sanqianzhang, or the world's deep affection for him. It turns out that the love saint is a scumbag, a ruthless person who uses his beloved woman to sacrifice.

In other words, Lin Xi's mother died with hatred, not because of Lin Shangde's daylight and twilight, but in order to save the White Demon Clan, she was put on the blade by 3,000 zhang.

He remembered Sanqianzhang's deathbed and his earnest exhortation, the prosperity and demise of the White Demon Clan depended on Zihan's choice of the love of the small family or the love of the world. He said that I had no answer, that I had spent my whole life not finding the most suitable answer, and that I often felt that I had chosen the wrong one, and then used one answer after another to make up for it, but like a butterfly effect, I chattered endlessly, and in the end I still went the wrong way and failed to do so.

It's another scene.

Looking further back at the time of the Red Devil Clan's rebellion, there was a black smoke miasma, who is this black cloud of smoke and miasma? Could this be the legendary Xuanming Mage? Since Pangu opened the world, the demon clan has divided the two factions of red and white, such as the two ways of yin and yang, which are mutually reinforcing and complementary, and one yin and one yang are the way. The Red Devil Clan rebelled, and the Xuan Ming Mage was nourished by the Red Devil Heart Demon, and those red and purple smoke gathered in the palace.

Is this palace the Three Princes? There is only one Red Devil known in the entire palace in the world, and that is the Three Princes Jue Xue, who was born to the descendants of the human race and the Red Devil Clan, if this mysterious aura comes from the palace and comes from him, then it can also explain why he wanted to arrest Lin Xi.

When the unicorn wanted to continue to tell him something, the illusion in front of him gradually faded, the frozen snow-capped mountains, the chaotic battlefield, gradually the picture disappeared and returned to normal green waters and green mountains, the road was dangerous, and then the white miasma returned, the entire blood color of the unicorn receded, it seemed to be exhausted, and the last trace of breath had been exhausted.

At this time, seeing the Xuanling Grass burning all over the mountains, the red and purple smoke became more and more vigorous, and the blood sources of these red and purple smoke were all in the same place, which was the wound on Lin Xi's body. The wound on Lin Xi's hand, the blood spread drop by drop, floating to the entire grassland, all the Xuanling grass was covered and nourished, and it rose, and sure enough, the blood of the elf lord could nourish the demons and summon the gods.

On the other side of the deep palace, Jue Xue used the dark pupil to see the rising arrogance, he could feel the burning red and purple smoke in the deep mountains not far from the palace, and through the black and purple smoke, he also saw the swallowing unicorn, which instinctively devoured the Xuanling grass, making the pale and hollowed out body gradually return to blood.

Jue Xue felt his hands trembling, and he watched the flames burn more and more, he knew that this was the watering of Lin Xi's blood, and she should be getting weaker and weaker. Since he was a child, he would use his black pupils from time to time to look at his future wife, Lin Xi, as if the two had grown up like childhood plums, and he was so familiar with her. But if Sanqianzhang could slash his lover, why couldn't he? Moreover, Master Xuanming had already told him that this was a fruitless marriage. The most important thing is that the elf lord has only one love in his life, and after opening the love sinus, he has mana, and his blood can sacrifice the dead and summon the souls of the dead. But before the potential is stimulated, it is no different from ordinary people. Now that this raging fire is all over the mountains, she has begun to fall in love. I don't know when, but that person must not be myself.

There was a small universe behind him, and the light was like an explosion of power, which was prohibitive, and he stretched out his left hand and slammed it against the wall, breaking with the stone. A charming voice came out beside him, Lord Jue Xue, you already knew this result, so ah, Lord Xuan Ming asked you to ask the elf master to go up the mountain to try, and sure enough, she was still emotional.

The bewitching voice was a cloud of black and purple sparks, and a stunning demon butterfly lived in it. She has a pair of transparent wings, she was born out of love and love, entangled, and lived with him for the rest of her life.

"Aren't you supposed to be in the morning and night's eyes?" he struck at the ghostly butterfly shadow on the wall just now, not worrying about her comfort.

"He's already asleep, and I don't need to look at it at this time, and I can rest for a while. She said a little lazily, "Why must I accompany this fool, he plots to kill his relatives and kill his kindred, this kind of person is shameful." “

"I don't need your judgment, you just need to be his eyes and report his progress to me at the same time. He said indifferently, "He is the orthodox bloodline of the Wing Clan, and his skill should not be under the morning and twilight, and although the Wing Clan has retired and surrendered, his rebellious heart should not be underestimated." ”

"Got it, Lord Jue Ze. She was only the size of a butterfly, resting on Jue Ze's lips.

Jue Xue blew violently and slammed her directly into the opposite wall, "Don't provoke, you can go!"

Zi Han recited the ice spell again, he had obviously sealed Lin Xi, only her blood was still dynamic, endless, surging towards the Xuanling Grass, he wanted to freeze the Xuanling Grass all over the mountain, the burning black and purple smoke was covered by ice and snow, wrapping, but within a while, the ice would melt and continue to burn.

Zihan inserted the frozen sword into the ground, holding the sword with both hands, this is the last move, this is a forbidden word.

At this time, it absorbed the frozen power of the world and merged into his own body, the cold of those snow-capped mountains and glaciers, the absolute cold in those ice caves, and the dusty white devils, the world, he surrendered to the devil and sold his soul, calling on all the cold things to merge into his body.

The god of ice, the demon of cold, lends my blood and enters my body.

Those who are still alive White Devil Clan, thousands, scattered all over Kyushu, some of them have deep spiritual power that can freeze themselves for hundreds of years, and most of the weak spiritual power is only about ten years, with this call, they do not hesitate to contribute their last trace of coldness, those particularly weak White Demon Clan, those children, after the last trace of cold, directly ended their frozen career, naked exposure to the river of time, self-slaughter.

In this process, Lin Xi's blood finally stopped being absorbed, and the Xuanying Grass also converged its domineering firelight, and was completely snowed and frosted. Zi Han vaguely felt that the compatriots of the White Demon Clan were dying one by one, especially those children, the spiritual power itself was vulnerable, why did they have to bow to him if they couldn't protect themselves. He recalled that the words that Sanqianzhang said to him were endlessly in his mind, "I have never chosen the right one, I don't know whether to choose small love or big love, but everything came to an end, like a butterfly effect chattering, and in the end it was still the opposite and failed to do so."

Because the power of the ice that summoned the world to take the earth was so powerful, it seemed that the morning and twilight also felt that the entire sacred mountain not far away was frozen. The five-colored satin dyed cloth seemed to be covered with white frost, and Chao Du said cautiously, "Why do you have to go?" In the past six months, she has watched Lin Xi come to deliver medicine every day, just like Zihan watching Lin Xi in the dark, she is also looking at Zihan in the dark, so humble that she doesn't dare to show a trace of horse's feet, let alone repulsion head-on. In the past six months, there are only two things that have been confirmed, Master Xuanming has been in Kyoto, and his strength is getting weaker and weaker, and the second thing is that Zihan has been poisoned, and he loves to eat the herbs of Yucaotang, even if his body is not uncomfortable, he takes those medicines tirelessly like poisoning, and he will smile.

She spread her huge wings and flew towards Mount Kinabalu. But the vortex of the frozen power was too powerful, like a tornado, overwhelmingly enveloping all this cold ability, like a barrier, throwing her far away from a hundred miles, unable to get closer. The demon clans over there who were about to move also made up their minds to enter Kyoto in the information of their respective eyes. The red and white demon clans killed each other, the wing clan fell, the Xuan Ming qi was weak, the human emperor was mediocre, the land of Kyoto was rich and vast, and the demon clan was a good time to attack at this time!

Zihan felt the rain butterfly, and a rabbit's internal organs tore itself, and she screamed and screamed, and she was in pain. He finally let go, turned the frozen sword in reverse, and lifted the scabbard. The flame of the Xuanying Grass began to stir again, but the frozen power just now was really fierce, and it was still suppressing these demon realm flames. A curse of the traitorous annihilation, the White Demon Clan suffered heavy damage, those were all his relatives and his clansmen, Zi Han's heart was dripping blood, he just hated himself, his arms were bruised, and the blood in it was no longer red, but blue. After the first battle of the gods, the frozen veins in his body were completely opened, so the price was extremely heavy.

When he was in pain, there was a cloud of black smoke that transformed into a human form, that person was wearing a cloak, the cloak seemed to be drifting, and the face inside was bottomless, as if it was a starry sky, a dark vortex, if I didn't guess wrong, it was the mage of Xuanming. The Xuan Ming Mage absorbed all the breath of the Xuan Ling Grass and devoured it into his galaxy-like face, which became brighter and brighter.

The dying Qilin absorbed the power of the Xuanling Grass and gradually regained its blood color. Finally, with a strong front leg, I was able to stand up smoothly. At this time, it was eyeing the mage of Xuanming, it roared violently, and the sound waves vibrated and was quite provocative.

Unable to see Master Xuanming's expression, he just sucked Lin Xi into his arms with his hand and hugged her to leave.

"Xuan Ming Mage?!" he blurted out, "You can't take her away!"

The voice of the mage could not be heard by men and women, but only half like a demonic voice, "Can you stop me?" Even if you exhaust the strength of the entire White Demon Clan, you know that it is impossible. "After that, he couldn't wait for Zi Han to come over, so he took Lin Xi and disappeared into a cloud of black smoke.

The whole world was empty, Zi Han's vitality was greatly injured, and the Qilin absorbed the remaining Xuanling grass on the ground, and then slowly recovered his blood color, and then came to Zi Han's side, whining and comforting, like a friend for many years, accompanying him.