The other way, of course, is to kill.

The spiritual cultivators silently made a way for this arrogant little girl to bring someone else's spiritual pet over.

The dim starlight in the middle of the night sprinkled on the little girl's white and smooth little face, like some jewel with a faint brilliance, and as if covered with a layer of lilac veil, mysterious and beautiful. But after she walked to the cave of the unicorn mound and stood still, what she did was not so beautiful, she stretched her waist without any image, grabbed a handful of small jerky from the space and ate it, and muttered while eating: "Why don't you open it yet?"

Muttered and muttered, and then turned his head to look at the beautiful white snow eagle beside him: "Xue, do you want little jerky?"

"Nope. Snow decisively refused.

"It's boring. Ye Ying didn't care, she ate by herself, she missed Xiao Hei a little at this time, if Xiao Hei was outside the space, she would definitely shout and grab the little jerky with her to eat, so that the time waiting for the Qilin Tomb to open would not be so difficult. She thought she was late enough to cut the queue with the strength of the snow, and she didn't even think about coming to the cave early to wait, but even if she had counted the time, she still arrived early.

"Isn't it today?" she muttered, "Snow, you can't remember the day, right?"

Snow: "......"

This little girl is so noisy, really, that he wants to blast out a blizzard and plug her mouth.

He didn't understand, how could such a noble and indifferent person as Old Madam Ye have such a noisy granddaughter, was it really okay to recognize her relatives and Staka's memories before?

But what he didn't know was that Ye Ying really wasn't so noisy before, really.

When she was still Mu Qianxing in her previous life, she was also cold and arrogant, and she could freeze people into ice slag with just one look.

When did it start to be so noisy......?

Ye Xiaoying can't remember clearly, about it, after accepting Xiaohei as a magic pet?

Well, this pot must be a small black back, it must be.

She sat cross-legged on the ground, eating small jerky at the door of the unicorn mound with relish.

All the other spiritual cultivators were like a great enemy, each holding their weapons tightly and silently watching her eat the little jerky.

The atmosphere was eerie.

Finally, when she was about to finish a handful of small jerky, the entrance of the unicorn mound directly opposite her slowly emitted an earthy yellow light from the depths of the entrance cave.

Then I saw that the earthy yellow light cluster was getting bigger and bigger, and it was getting closer and closer......

Finally, the entire entrance to the cave was shrouded in light, and the bright light obscured everything, making it impossible to see the world inside the cave.

"It's open!!!" the spiritualists excited.

A few anxious spiritual cultivators were about to rush in, but before their galloping figures had crossed the snow, they saw the pair of white and flawless wings behind the snow spread lightly, and with just one wave, the few spiritual cultivators who rushed to the front were cut into pieces by the sharp edges of his wings.

Flesh rain fell from mid-air.

The crowd that had just been carried away by the opening of the unicorn mound calmed down in the face of the blood and hesitated.

Only then did the snow turn gracefully, one wing flickered slightly, and drew a bottomless line on the ground a few steps away: "Whoever crosses this line before I speak, die." ”

The cold tone was cold to everyone's hearts, and everyone looked at the deep line at their feet, and no one dared to provoke the snow.