In the last month of staying in Zhurong City, Lan Shuying asked Sang Zhuo to inquire about the matter, and finally came to fruition.

The baby girl who was sent away by Grandpa Mangta back then, if she is still alive, should be consistent with the age of the decline. In addition, the Mongolian person who was entrusted to take the baby girl out of the snow field was the old ancestor in Ge Shuyu's mouth, the elder of the Mongolian clan.

Before him, no Mongol had ever penetrated deep into the snowfields. Because the Zhurong clan is very xenophobic, they will lure away outsiders who are close or kill them directly.

The elder of the great clan said that he was seriously injured by a snowy alien and almost died on the spot, but fortunately he was rescued by another alien.

The alien race who saved him was Grandpa Mangta's subordinates, and then, the elder of the big clan was brought into the hinterland of the Zhurong clan, and someone entrusted him with this task.

Seeing that the baby girl was pitiful, and because his life was being manipulated, he agreed to this matter, and he took the baby girl out of the snowfield, but somehow lost the child.

Later, the baby girl was picked up by the passing Medicine Emperor, which is another story.

Lan Shuying took out a piece of gauze folded into a square with two fingers and slowly wiped the back of her shoulder.

As soon as the cloth towel soaked in hot water was forced, it was squeezed out of streams of water, sliding down the back of her shoulder, just past an old scar.

She let out a long sigh of relief.

……

"You...... Leaving tomorrow? Sandro stood at the table, candlelight shining on his apprehension.

Lan Shuying saw his thoughts, smiled and reassured: "You don't have to worry, I just have some things to deal with, this trip to the Central Plains, if it goes well, I can come back in a month." ”

What Sang Zhuo was reluctant to do was not her, but the treasure of the Zhurong clan in her hand.

Even if she put her words here, Sang Zhuo's sadness did not diminish in the slightest.

Go to the Central Plains, even if it is only for a month, and when she comes back, both trips will have to cross the snowfield, and the time it takes is not short.

As the newly appointed patriarch, how can he stabilize those clansmen who are addicted to the treasure is a big problem.

Lan Shuying couldn't help with this.

She must personally escort the Medicine Emperor back to the valley.

The bloodline inherited from this body was originally broken, so it was able to live safely in the Central Plains for so many years, but now it is different.

Her red orb was not only condensed, but it was also purer than the other Zhurong clansmen.

If she left the Arcana and the Snow Field at the same time, she was afraid that she would die outside, because the Great Han Pill or Cold Stone alone would not be able to suppress it at all.

"It's going to be hard for you these days." Lan Shuying observed Sang Zhuo's expression, and found that he was just worried, but not resentful, and felt a little satisfied in his heart, and said lightly: "But I have prepared some things for you, which are very helpful to your current situation, I will take you to see them later." ”

Sang Zhuo was stunned for a moment, turned his worries into joy, and his heart suddenly settled down for the most part - he said, since the adults can get the approval of the ancestors, they must be dedicated to the Zhurong clan!

If Lan Shuying heard his heartfelt words, she would definitely sigh with emotion: Brother, you really think too much......

She found that there was a lot of energy left by the treasure in the Yan Cave, so it took her half a day to find the most suitable place and set up a simple version of the Spirit Gathering Array, which could catch those wandering little guys back, and she had improved her physique in the Spirit Gathering Array before.

Lan Shuying just wanted to see Sang Zhuo's attitude, if he was sincere about doing things for her, she would tell him about the existence of this array, so that it would not affect the next worship ceremony of the Zhurong clan.

……

The journey of the Zhurong clan ended calmly, Lan Shuying took the token given by Sang Zhuo, and drove towards the border of the snowfield, and there were two people sitting in the carriage, namely the Medicine Emperor and the decline of Sudia's body.

The Medicine Emperor has already accepted his fate, and he knows that he sits still obediently without tying up, and the resistance before the decline has completely failed, but he has not given up provoking her, and he doesn't know who gave her the courage.

Lan Shuying completely ignored the eyes of these two people, and didn't bother to communicate with them along the way, because she disliked Shiwei being too noisy, she gagged Shiwei's mouth, and only took down the piece of animal skin when she was eating.

It was closer to the Medicine Emperor Valley, and when there were still a few days to go, Shi Wei was no longer noisy.

She refused to eat or drink, and just sat there with her knees in her arms every day.

When she was about to enter the valley, she suddenly asked, "How are the two of them?" ”

Lan Shuying had just come back from the teahouse, and listened to the story with great interest, and after hearing this question, she subconsciously raised her eyebrows and said sarcastically: "You are quite affectionate." ”

The words are talking about the two of them, but in fact, what Shiwei cares about is just Ye Xinghe's current situation, is it really that she can't hear it?

Lan Shuying picked up the reins, simply turned her head, and said lightly: "Since you want to know, then let's go and see with our own eyes." ”

There was a faint light in Shi Wei's eyes, and the Medicine Emperor opposite saw her like this, turned his eyes sideways, and sighed faintly.

The Divine Sword Palace is closer to here, and the situation of the young palace master is also very easy to inquire.

It's just a song every night, and it's just indulgence.

Lan Shuying carried the stiff body and stepped quickly on the rows of roofs, her body was light, as if riding the wind, and the black skirt left a crisp and decisive ink color in the night.

No one noticed their intrusion, the closer they got to Li Xue Ya's residence, the fewer the number of disciples of the Divine Sword Palace who were keeping vigil, Lan Shuying understood, she was lucky tonight, and she was just in time for a good show.

Shi Wei was also aware of this, and his eyes were full of anticipation and hatred.

Many people think that if it is a happy thing to see the enemy die in front of them before dying, she is the same.

The snow cliff was scrapped step by step.

Ye Xinghe wasted his body, while Li Xueya's limbs were intact, and what he was urged to destroy was his heart.

He once wanted to show his strength in Wuyang City, starting from a small city guard, step by step, becoming King Kang's right-hand man, the Dinghai Divine Needle of Wuyang City, and blocking the Mongolian army from the city! Even if Wuyang City can't hold it anymore one day, when others mention him, they all know that he is a great hero who resists Mongolia!

As a result, Wuyang City was inexplicably gone.

He himself couldn't figure out how he had become the executioner of his comrades.

He is destined to carry this infamy for the rest of his life.

Even if he retired from the army and became the young palace master of the Divine Sword Palace, he still couldn't change the mistakes he made. How many people are jealous that he has a powerful Sword Emperor grandfather, and how many people openly and secretly use his past to ridicule him.

It was his darkest time, and Ye Xinghe spent it with him.

When he realized what kind of sincere heart he was holding, the man who had warmed his years was broken by his grandfather...... He couldn't forget the lingering of that night, and he couldn't forget Ye Xinghe's dazed and helpless appearance lying in a pool of blood.

Now, Li Xueya is lying in a pool of blood, with his grandfather's sword in his heart, and the blankness in his eyes is the same.

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