Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Sunny Snow Mountain Faction
"What the hell is going on? Why is Wanwan still not sober? ”
Xue Yu looked at Kou Wan, who was still tied up with flowers, and looked anxious.
At this time, Kou Wan's whole person was wrong, and her eyes were red, which was a trace of bloody and ferocious black and red, which made people uncomfortable at first sight.
Her body trembled, and her mouth let out a beastly roar, full of murderous aura, and the ground cracked as she stomped her foot.
Xue Yu thought of that night for a while, the day their Xue family was destroyed, and he was as powerless as today.
Qingyun Zhenren and his third disciple Mu Shengyu, and the fourth disciple Tu Huan, stood in front of the bed, looking solemn and whispering.
Xue Yu gritted his teeth: "Ye Mengran is not guarding that seal, how can he still let the demon grudge escape, not to mention, he is here, how can he let the little senior sister Wanwan get hurt!" ”
Qingyun Zhenren frowned, looking very helpless.
"It's no use complaining."
Mu Shengyu and Tu Huan turned their heads to look at the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect gathered outside the window, feeling a little uneasy in their hearts.
The younger disciples are just that, and the older disciples have an extraordinary fear of 'demonic resentment'.
Many of our teachers died due to grudges.
Tu Huan's grandfather, because of the demon rebellion, almost died, a lifetime of illness, lingering on the sickbed, he also had a sister back then, just born was infected by the demon, can only be thrown into the cold pool, painful death.
They all know a lot about the grudge, and they can't help but be afraid.
"Master, there are a lot of rumors in the sect now, and I have heard that the demon grudge is parasitic on Senior Brother Mengran, and everyone is very ...... Lose sleep over something. ”
Tu Huan sighed, "What now?" It is difficult to recover from the demonic qi infection, and you can only ...... it."
As soon as he thought of that solution, he was terrified.
Others also kept their mouths shut.
"You can only enter the cold pool and enter the seal."
Ye Mengran gently opened his eyes, feeling the anger of demonic resentment lingering in his heart, his brain hurt for a while, the wound in his chest was not so painful, and he slowly squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Send me to Hantan." ”
Qingyun Zhenren's face changed greatly.
Tu Huan's tears rolled down: "Senior brother, don't!" ”
He had seen his sister screaming and dying in agony.
"That's not a place where the living can go, if the senior brother goes, it will simply mean that the senior brother will die, and the senior brother will never agree if he is here."
Ye Mengran gritted her teeth, struggled to get up, and moved out of the door step by step.
As soon as he went out, all the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect exclaimed.
"Senior brother!"
"Uncle Shi!"
"Uncle!"
Just now, they were still on guard, worried that their senior brother would have a seizure, and they refused to be sent to the cold pool, endangering the sect!
Xue Yu's voice was very loud just now, everyone knew that Ye Mengran had injured Kou Wan, and he had been parasitic with demons, which was very dangerous, and everyone was worried that he would suddenly start killing.
The Snow Mountain Sect has dealt with the demon grudge a lot, and it knows how terrible that thing is, but if it is contaminated, all of them will greatly increase their skills, and the six relatives will not recognize it.
At this time, I saw that the senior brother took the initiative to go, but he couldn't bear to cry one by one.
Ye Mengran didn't look at the junior brother and a senior nephew, and said softly: "Master, take good care of the little junior sister, wait for me to enter the cold pool, and then use my blood as a medicine to force the demonic anger in the little junior sister's body to come out, the senior brother said that this method works, and try it." ”
Qingyun Zhenren shook his head, reached out and grabbed Ye Mengran's arm: "Can't go." ”
Ye Mengran was picked up by him when he was three years old, and he said that he was a disciple, what is the difference between him and his son?
Qingyun Zhenren trembled, and his fingers trembled slightly, but he clenched Ye Mengran's arm tightly, unwilling to let go.
He would rather go to Hantan to suffer, and it is himself who is in danger of dying.
"It's not like you haven't seen it...... What a heroic figure your ancestor was back then, he was infected with a grudge, and he also voluntarily entered the cold pool, but so what? ”
"He only stayed in the old man's house for half an hour, he couldn't bear it, he begged for death, cried and begged his uncle to kill him, and his uncle couldn't bear it, master, master ......"
Qingyun Zhenren thought of the teacher who scolded and had a hideous face at that time, and he only felt a lot of pain.
Of course, he will not despise his master, the master is also a hero, he traveled in the mountains when he was young, and he made many heroic deeds on the rivers and lakes, how could he be afraid of death?
But he was full of fear of Hantan, something that could completely destroy people.
"You are not afraid of pain for a while, but when you enter the cold pool, every bit of pain you bear will be infinitely magnified, and there is no end."
"The grudge is inside, Hantan can only suppress the grudge in your body, but it can't save you!"
"As long as you go in, you will probably never get out again until you die."
The strength in Qingyun Zhenren's hands is also heavier.
Ye Mengran's mind was unclear for a while, he gasped twice, and suddenly slashed his forearm with a knife in his hand.
Qingyun Zhenren was shocked, and hurriedly withdrew his hand to block it, but Ye Mengran's arm still cracked open, and blood gushed out, staining the corners of Qingyun Zhenren's clothes red.
Everyone was stunned.
Ye Mengran smiled: "Master, I know everything. ”
"Yes, you remember everything early, you remember everything."
Qingyun Zhenren's face became more and more pale.
Ye Mengran nodded, "Don't argue, let me save some strength." "He had a wound on his arm, and a wound on his chest was also broken, and he walked into the forbidden place step by step.
"Whew!"
Many of the Snow Mountain Sect disciples couldn't help but whimper and chased after them closely.
Ye Mengran stepped into the cold pool, obviously it was biting cold, but it seemed to be boiling water, he couldn't help but scream sharply after all, and almost instantly, the whole person lost his blood.
He bit his lip and swallowed the pain, swallowed the blood, and breathed deeply.
[When the character encounters a soul attack, the soul automatically enters a defensive state, shielding the attack, and the pain is reduced]
Tu Huan watched his senior brother walk step by step into the depths of the cold pool and enter the sealed land, almost crying.
"Senior brother!"
Ye Mengran looked back and said with a smile: "It doesn't hurt, don't be afraid." ”
The disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect were stunned for a while.
The corners of Qingyun Zhenren's mouth moved, and he didn't know whether it was heartache or pride.
How many predecessors of the Snow Mountain Sect have been infected by demons and have to be forced into the cold pool, no matter how amazing the characters are, they will roll and cry when they enter there, desperately trying to escape, and none of them are not sent into the seal by the relatives in pain.
Only his disciples......
Tu Huan cried even louder: "How can it not hurt? Senior brother, do you think that you are steel for tendons, iron for bones, and gold and silver for souls? ”
Ye Mengran closed his eyes and had no strength to speak.
As a game character, his pain is quantified, and the excess amount will actually be blocked, but the consumption of physical strength and energy is inevitable.
In just a moment, Ye Mengran's forehead oozed dense cold sweat, and the whole person slowly sat down.
The cold pool here is not deep, he just sat down, and it only covered his chest, but the cold air alone made the ground of the forbidden land frozen in all seasons, cold to the bone.
"Grudge!"
Tu Huan cried and cried, and was suddenly frightened, and his speech was broken.
Seeing that they were bound by the cold pool, the demon resentment that should not be able to act actually moved towards Ye Mengran little by little, and a large number of black air masses surged, almost drowning Ye Mengran.
Qingyun Zhenren was dizzy and fell headlong.
The disciples on the left and right hurriedly supported their own sect master, looking terrified.
Ye Mengran sighed: "Go back...... Reinforcement seals. Take my blood, or you can save Wanwan. ”