Chapter 805: Old Stories of Wind and Snow (2)
"Let's go." Xuanyuan Zhan's tired voice came out, "I won't see you." ”
"Xuanyuan Battle!" The Snow Maiden's voice rose sharply, as if she had reached the highest point of emotion, and finally she sobbed and begged: "Xuanyuan, open the door, I want to see you......"
Yaoguang was not a sensational person, and she couldn't help but feel unbearable when she heard the Snow Girl's pleading, this voice was full of the Snow Girl's deep affection and last prayer, and maybe blame and resentment, but in the end she just begged to see Xuanyuan Zhan's side, the heart of love, but that's it!
Yaoguang thought of He Batjue.
"Xue Xue, the stars have fallen, my life will be rested, no matter how persistent you are, it will be in vain." Xuanyuan Zhan said again.
Yaoguang listened a bit like what the old Taoist priest said, and he didn't match the person who was looking for the demon dragon to fight for wine......
"Xuanyuan Zhan, aren't you just going to die, you don't want to see me now, as soon as you breathe, I'll follow you immediately!" The Snow Maiden's voice became cold, "Whether you are a fairy, a human, or a ghost, I will accompany you!" It's okay if you don't want to, it's okay to hate me, I just want to pester you, you don't want to see me, I make you a ghost and you can't be restless! ”
Yaoguang's throat tightened, Xue Nu's words were inevitably a little angry, but the determination in her voice was not a lie, she believed that she could do it!
"Well, it's come to this, I still have one last wish, I want you to complete it......" The sound of wind and snow grew louder, gradually covering Xuanyuan Zhan's weak voice, and after a long time, his voice became clear again, "This is my tomb, I don't want me to be quiet after I die, you don't come back in the future." ”
"Ah......h The mournful cry of the Snow Maiden overshadowed everything, and there was only crying in the wind and snow, as if it would never stop.
The corners of Yaoguang's eyes were damp, the years are over, there is bound to be one person who will leave first, and the person who remains will have to endure the deep pain of the heart......
As if infected by this grief in the sky, Yaoguang woke up with two hot tears from the corners of her eyes, she sat up, and stopped for a few seconds before stretching her hand forward, and sure enough, she touched something hard. It's boxy, it's supposed to be a table, but it's been covered up by illusion. That's it, she was knocked unconscious before she could fall to the ground, and she heard these old things by chance.
The illusion is Xuanyuan Zhan, but the snow is the Snow Maiden's, and who recorded the voice? Xuanyuan Zhan shouldn't have done this, could it be the woman named Bofu?
Touching the table and cup out of thin air, Yaoguang didn't seem to be able to get out of her emotions, and she sat for a while before she raised her head, and realized that she had forgotten something...... Elder of the eldest grandson family!
She turned her head in shock, there was no one behind her, the miserable white snow was full of blood splashes, scarlet, red and white were particularly dazzling, the eight elders who came in with her were all dead, and the eight heads were scattered ten meters away from her, all of them had wide eyes and calm expressions, as if they had not come back to their senses until the last second before they died......
Yaoguang took a deep breath, and the fishy snowflakes rushed into her nasal cavity, instantly chilling her internal organs!
It was also this cold air that instantly swept away her sympathy for the Snow Girl and Xuanyuan Zhan, and at the same time calmed down, she looked at the eight heads, the emotions in her eyes gradually disappeared, she slowly got up, and thought coldly: Killing, this is the real beginning!