From tonight onwards.

Xue Wuxian still wants revenge, Ningbei doesn't mind letting the three Lingnan countries become the two Lingnan countries from now on, and completely solve a national enemy for Xiao Jiu.

Xue Wuxian clenched his fists and said hoarsely: "Isn't it enough for you to forcibly take the national fortune of my Snow Country and kill all the pinnacles of my Snow Country today?" ”

"Since tonight is a settlement, there are some old debts, and you have to pay them back in the snow country!"

After Ning Bei Youyou finished speaking, he said: "There are no saints in Beiliang, and the enmity of the ancestors should be continued!" Snow is dominant, I have to do it today. ”

A gentle sentence seems to be the last straw that overwhelms the snow without a trace.

Tonight, no one in the snow country can stop the king of Ningbei!

Xue Wuxian slowly stood up, although there was a decadent air on his face, he still said hoarsely: "Before dawn, my snow country will give you an explanation." ”

With that, he left the scene gloomily.

Tonight was originally supposed to carry the national fortune, but he couldn't bear the so-called national fortune at all, but he was forcibly taken by Ningbei from the snow country.

The road to Zhentian in Ningbei has been opened!

Ten miles away from the hundred-meter altar, in a retro three-story building built.

This is the residence of Snow Hero, the ruler of Snow Country.

For a long night, this contemporaneous figure of Emperor Ye Wu stayed awake all night.

He already knew during the day that the cross-border arrival of King Ningbei in the Snow Country was a catastrophe.

In the brightly lit living room.

A burly and majestic middle-aged man, dressed in a suit, sat quietly in a high position, as if waiting for someone to return.

"Father!"

Outside the door, the hoarse voice of snow without a trace sounded.

The burly middle-aged man was none other than Xue Xiong, and said hoarsely: "No trace, have you failed?" ”

"The child is incompetent, and he has not been able to carry the national fortune that has descended, and the king of Ningbei has taken the national fortune of my snow country by force in a posture against the sky, and he has achieved himself!"

Snow entered the room without a trace, his eyes revealing deep guilt.

He was ashamed of the snow.

But Xue Xiong didn't have any accidents, he had already noticed the movement on the altar before.

Xue Xiong said slowly: "What else does Ningbei want?" ”

"He wants his father's life!"

Xue Wuxian raised his head and said hoarsely.

After a brief silence.

Xue Xiong sighed and said, "From a hundred years ago, when our Snow Country took advantage of the weakness of Huaxia, we sent the Peak to cross the border to cause trouble, and the two sides took the blood feud!" ”

"The older generation of Chinese warriors are all still alive, and this hatred has long been continued!"

"Later, we united with the Black Wood Kingdom and the Ze Kingdom, and forty years ago, we attacked Lingnan, killed 800,000 Lingnan troops, seized the 36 islands of Lingnan, and formed a mortal enmity with the Chinese prime-age faction!"

"Last year's Hundred Nations Hunting Plan, we once again stormed the Lingnan defense line, and our Snow Country alone caused no less than 80,000 casualties to the Xiliang Army, and now it is known to outsiders that the Xiliang Army is a supporter of the Northern Liang sequence."

"Hatred has been passed down from generation to generation, Ningbei will take my head and pay tribute to the souls of the Lingnan Army who died in battle!"

……

Xue Xiongju slowly got up and looked up at the hundred-meter altar in the distance.

Xue Wuxian clenched his fists and said hoarsely: "Until today, those ancient sects still refuse to come out to help our Xue family?" ”

"Without a trace, you have to remember that the martial arts sect and family will never be used by the country, and even the ancient Chinese civilization has not been able to get rid of the influence of the gate valve and the family for thousands of years, let alone us."

Xue Xiongju reminded his son.

Here in them, there are also martial arts sects, but unfortunately, like Huaxia, it is impossible for them to be used.

Even Huaxia, which has a large number of talents, has not yet solved the forces of gate valves and warrior families.

And how can they snow country solve this problem.

This is true in 100 countries around the world.

No exceptions.

Xue Xiong said in a deep voice: "Tonight, only if I die, can I calm Ningbei's anger, but you have to give him a big gift back, if you can operate this gift well, it is enough for Ningbei to live the rest of his life and never return to Huaxia!" ”

A cold and cold sentence came from the mouth of Xue Xiong.

Xue Wuxian quietly listened to his father's soldiers, and his eyes showed shock.

This shock made Xue Wuxian realize that if he spread what his father said, there would be chaos in the Huaxia martial arts world.

As time passes, it slowly passes.

A glimmer of light appeared in the eastern sky.

The first morning came.

Ning Bei on the throne woke up from his slumber.

Yan Xiaohan, who was riding a little donkey, came back after eating and drinking, and didn't forget to pack and bring back some food for his brother, muttering: "Brother, he's here!" ”

In the distance of the altar, a distinguished young man slowly appeared.

He held a sandalwood box in his hand, and there was a trace of grief in the depths of his eyes.

The box contained a human head.

Whose head is it.

I am afraid it goes without saying!

Ning Bei got up slowly and said calmly: "Xiao Han, accept the box, it's time for us to go!" ”

Xiao Hanhan stepped forward, took the sandalwood box, was extremely curious, and after opening it secretly, he saw that it was a human head, it was Xue Xiong, his eyes were closed, and his expression was very calm.

Ning Bei just turned around.

Xue Wuxian said hoarsely: "Leave my father's head, I can tell you one thing, that is, the truth that you have been seeking for more than ten years!" ”

"You are not qualified to speak of conditions!"

Ning Bei stopped, slowly turned around and stared at the snow without a trace.

Today's snow country is not qualified to talk about conditions at all.

Even Xue Xiongju was killed by Ningbei's words, and all the pinnacles of the Snow Country were ordered by Ningbei to be killed.

In the martial arts world of Snow Country, it may not be possible to recover in a hundred years.

Xue Wuxian clenched his fists and said in a low voice: "Who murdered the Lingnan Army back then, don't you really care?" ”

"I said, you don't have the qualifications to talk about conditions, the king of Beiliang, don't be coerced!"

Ning Bei's eyes showed a cold and murderous aura.

The Lingnan Army incident is a pain in Ningbei's heart, and it is also a red line taboo.

Who dares to talk about it in front of Ning Bei!

Ning Bei said indifferently: "Xiao Han, throw that head away and feed it to the dog." ”

"Okay!"

Yan Xiaohan's eyes were a little reluctant, but he didn't dare to make any small moves with his brother, and finally asked in a low voice: "Brother, why don't you stew this head and make up for my little donkey!" ”

Ning Bei's eyes grew cold, and he looked at Xiao Hanhan.

Xiao Hanhan suddenly became furious, and hurried to find a stray dog.

Xue Wuxi's eyes were red, and he said hoarsely: "Stop!" Forty years ago, my father met with a man who claimed to be from China and came on behalf of 72 gate lords to give me a great gift from the Snow Country, that is, the 36 islands of Lingnan. ”

The truth of the Lingnan tragedy that has been sealed for decades.

It's finally going to be solved today!

Ning Bei stared coldly at the snow without a trace, waiting for the following.

Xue Wuxian said again: "That person's name, I'm sure you must be familiar with it." ”

"Say!"

Ning Bei spat out a word.

Xue Wuxian hoarsely said, "Gu Lin! ”

When this name came out, Ningbei's thin body released the terrifying Tianwei.

The power of the national fortune converged in the left hand, forming an invisible heavenly knife, and the knife pointed at the tip of the nose without a trace of snow.

Xue Wuxian couldn't resist the national fortune Tianwei, his knees instantly burst into the ground, his knees embedded in the soil, and he said hoarsely: "Kyoto Eight Guys, Gu Lin!" ”

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