forcibly hid the anger in his heart, and thought that Sha Min'er, who was bound to win the real little, swore a poisonous oath in his heart, once the secrets of the real little body were squeezed out, he would completely abandon the old things that had no use value!

"Yes! Please also ask the Fire Mother to see it! "The disciples of the Sha family kneeling behind Sha Min'er did the same.

Hearing these noisy voices, the Peony Fire Mother slowly withdrew from her sadness and looked up at the figure kneeling on the ground outside the forbidden law.

"Min'er...... Who wants you, the executioners? Peony spoke slowly, her hoarse voice echoing in the wind.

What?

Hearing the word "executioner", Sha Min'er was suddenly shocked!

She just thought that Lord Huo's five senses were declining, and she didn't know the movements of the Sha family on the other side of the mountain, but she didn't expect that her old man not only knew, but also could clearly distinguish that it was a prison envoy!

"Hehe, do you think the deity is old, deaf and blind?"

Looking at Sha Min'er's frightened expression, the peony fairy smiled self-deprecatingly and looked up at the sky.

Pure white, cold snow fell gently on her cheeks.

As a fire cultivator, when did you like flying snow?

Is it to get to know the big swordsman with a beard and stubble on his face in the Eastern Spirit Realm, who is ruffian and handsome?

Or did you start from returning to Nanding and being disappointed with all the chaos and squalor around you?

It is as if everything that is believed in life has been defiled, and only in the simple snow can you find coolness and purity. It's ridiculous to say, after leaving Dongling, the man she loved the most and was hurt by herself, she understood his way.

In this way, there is no ambition and no killing.

Back then, she went to Dongling because the Fire Ancestors were alarmist, threatening that the monks of the Eastern Spirit Realm had coveted the Nanding Realm for a long time, and even produced a space treasure, which could be invaded in a big way!

At that time, she had just fused the earth fire and became a saint, so with hatred for the invaders, she went to Dongling along the ancient fire road, and secretly laid out, which was unexpectedly not mentioned, and she only found out when she returned to Nanding with the space treasure.

It turned out that the Fire Ancestors and Fire Mothers who instigated her to carry out this task back then wanted more than to protect Nanding, and they wanted to use the Flying Star Chessboard as a war weapon to invade the Eastern Spirit Realm!

I was young and ignorant, but now that I think about it, I am ridiculously stupid.

What does Dongling want to plot against Nanding? There is only a wasteland here that has been broken by generations of crazy refiners and fire ancestors!

The Flying Star Chessboard can be used to transfer people trapped in mountain fires, mobilize supplies, and open canals to divert rivers......

However, after this thing was handed in, the Fire Ancestors only thought about how to repair it! Imitate it! And break through the space barrier between Nanding and Dongling, and plunder the wealth that does not belong to you!

He is just a pawn in this game, a pawn to be used.

What's even more ridiculous is that for this, she even gave up all the happiness in this life!

At that time, she was angry, she rebelled, and she even practiced more actively, eager to one day stand at the peak of Nanding's power and change all this!

However, many years have passed, and he was still the first to ascend to the position of god by the other side. Although he is in the same position as the Fire Mother, he is really lonely.

Disappointed.

Extremely disappointed in the world.

Especially two years ago, countless Nanding monks frantically poured into Xiqi, and all she saw was plundering and killing......

Since then, her heart has completely lost its temperature.

The deepest love for her homeland makes her not as crazy as Emperor Lu.

But she didn't want to say anything more to her hopeless compatriots.

Sitting in the snowstorm.

It's not so much who you're missing.

Rather, longing to die cleanly like snow. I'd rather corrode their own vitality with the ice power they restrain than be worldly and dirty their fingers!