Chapter 47: The Death of Snow Smoke
Xue Yan watched speechlessly as Xue Ru tore through the space and left, knowing that she couldn't go with her, because she didn't have a demon world pass.
After searching around, she didn't find anything out of the ordinary, and even if there were, she couldn't find it. That Bai Xuan's cultivation is now higher than Xue Ru, and she has already reached the late stage of True Immortal, if Xue Ru An'an stays in the Immortal Realm and cultivates well, she will not be in the early stage of True Immortal.
Xue Yan sighed and swept towards the cloudy Donggu Plain.
After flying a short distance, I saw a familiar figure standing by an unnamed small pool in the forest. The man's snow-colored robe fluttered in the wind, and his long inky hair fluttered wildly.
The man seemed to sense the approaching of Xue Yan, turned around, and smiled at Xue Yan.
"Mo Ziyu? How did you end up here? Suppressing the strangeness in her heart, Xue Yan asked suspiciously.
Mo Ziyu watched the snow smoke fall not far away, and slowly paced towards the snow smoke, and said with a smile: "Naturally, I came by smelling the smell." â
ââŚâŚ The nose is really smart! Thinking that she couldn't get rid of this guy before, maybe this guy's nose is really different.
"Are you going to find your master?" Mo Ziyu asked, rubbing the jade bone fan in his hand.
"Master...... Jun Motian? Xue Yan asked with a frown, although Xue Yue and Jun Motian were matched by her, it is right that Xue Yue has taken care of her for thousands of years and called a master, but it is still necessary to adapt to the master of Jun Mo Tian.
"yes, let's go together." At this time, Mo Ziyu had already appeared in front of Xue Yan, lowered his head and approached Xue Yan and said.
Mo Ziyu suddenly approached, and the familiar cold fragrance on his body suddenly rushed into his nose and calmed down. Xue Yan glanced at Mo Ziyu strangely and asked, "Why are you weird these days?" Especially today. â
"Naturally, it's ......" Mo Ziyu formed a claw with five fingers, and suddenly attacked the dantian of the snow smoke, holding the origin of the snow smoke hidden in the dantian.
Xueyan was sweating profusely, grabbed the arm that held his lifeline, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the familiar person in front of him in disbelief, obviously so familiar, why did he feel strange?
"For ...... What ......" Xue Yan said intermittently, blood spilling from the corners of her mouth, and bean-sized tears rolled down her face inexplicably.
Mo Ziyu raised his eyes to look at Xue Yan, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.
"Yes...... In order to...... You...... Father...... Xue Yan endured the pain and looked at Mo Ziyu directly, she wanted to know why, even if it was a stranger, she should have affection. Angry? Hate? Even pity is better than these eyes that have no emotion.
"You shouldn't save zĂ i! Scatter your soul! The corners of Mo Ziyu's mouth hooked up a cruel and bloodthirsty arc, and after speaking, he shook his palm.
"Poof!" The blood that had been holding back in his mouth was spit out, and Xue Yan trembled his eyelashes, and finally slowly closed his eyes.
The warm red blood sprayed on Mo Ziyu's face, and Mo Ziyu's face instantly distorted. In the pitch-black pupils, sometimes there was a flash of pain and despair, and sometimes it was replaced by coldness and ruthlessness.
"Ahh Like the painful roar of a trapped beast, Mo Ziyu raised his head to the sky and roared.
"Boom!" A strong wave of light vibrated out, and after Mo Ziyu popped a dark green flame bead out of his body, he quickly rushed over and picked up Xueyan's body that had fallen to the ground.
"Smoke! Smoke! Wake up! Wake up! Yes!!! Smoke! No matter how much he called, he couldn't get back the person who had passed.
"Hahaha! What a Heavenly Choice! That's it! Hahaha! The dark green bead turned into a dark green flame dragon, and it looked up to the sky and laughed excitedly.
Seeing that Mo Ziyu was still there in pain, the dark green flame dragon monster smiled: "Hahaha, it's so painful!" Right away, you won't feel anything. Until I find a host, your body will be mine! â
After speaking, the dark green dragon rushed into Mo Ziyu's body, and Mo Ziyu turned into a cold and ruthless appearance in an instant.
The color of hatred flashed, and "Mo Ziyu" spoke: "Don't struggle, next, there will be more pain for you!" The taste of your sweetheart's soul must be delicious! Tsk, if it weren't for the fear that she would have some tricks like she did at the beginning, she would have devoured it directly just now! What if the soul is scattered, I haven't gone far yet, and it won't be difficult for me! â
As he spoke, "Mo Ziyu" raised his hand in one direction, and a soul that was so transparent that his blurred gaze was still a little dull fell into the hands of "Mo Ziyu", and "Mo Ziyu" opened his mouth wide and was about to suck, when his complexion suddenly changed.
"Slash! Three! Corpse! Mo Ziyu opened his mouth and shouted.
"You're crazy!! Yes! The three souls are separated, each with a consciousness. It's hard for him to fuse anymore! Don't stop yet! Yes! No matter how much "Mo Ziyu" tried to stop it, it would be useless.
At the moment when Mo Ziyu divided the three souls, the dark green dragon escaped from Mo Ziyu's body. Just as Xiaolong opened his mouth wide and was about to devour Mo Ziyu as well, he sensed the crisis and immediately rushed into the spatial crack and disappeared.
After Mo Ziyu beheaded the three corpses, his cultivation was greatly improved, and the three incarnations were transformed into the body of good, the body of evil, and the body of infatuation, all of which had the cultivation of the true immortal stage.
Seeing Xiaolong fleeing, evil and idiocy chased after him, leaving the body of the good man holding the snow smoke without sorrow or joy, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.
"Smoke!" Xue Yue stepped out of the spatial crack and saw her beloved apprentice lying silently in Mo Ziyu's arms, and the red blood stained the snow clothes of the two into bloody clothes.
"Smoke! Smoke! Wake up! Don't be scared! Smoke! With a palm slapped away Mo Ziyu, Xue Yue hugged Xue Yan and called frantically.
The call was fruitless, Xue Yue grabbed Mo Ziyu, her eyes were red, and asked, "What's the matter!" What's wrong with my cigarettes! You sue me! Sue me! â
Mo Ziyu just looked like she had lost her soul, and no matter how much she swayed, she couldn't make any waves.
"Snow Moon Valley Lord! Let go of me! Mo Jinyan also appeared with ink marks.
"Let go? My cigarettes are dead! Why are you alive and well! Say! Isn't it you! Didn't you kill my smoke! The more Xue Yue interceded, the more excited she became.
"Yue'er! We don't know what's going on yet, so don't jump to conclusions! Seeing this, Jun Motian ran over and hugged Xue Yue and gently patted her.
"Yes! It's me! I killed Yan'er! I'm going to accompany her! Before Mo Ziyu's words fell, a palm hit his head.
Everyone was still thinking about what had happened here, but before they could react, Mo Ziyu had already vomited blood and collapsed.
"Yu'er!" Two cries of pain arose.
"It's you! It's really you! You're just dead! Mo Jinyan! From now on! My Snow Valley lineage is inseparable from your Northern Twilight Mo clan! Xue Yue angrily picked up Xue Yan's body and said angrily.
"Snow Moon! How can you judge right from wrong! How could my son kill Xue Yan! Mo Jinyan was also angry.