Chapter 1320: Between the Wind and the Snow

Circle of people.

"I can't find both of them...... What's next? ”

The knight took the people of the Evil Sect and searched around the stone city, but did not find any trace of Si Xiaonan and Leng Xuan.

"Maybe they have something to do, so they left first." An Qingyu pondered, "However, with Si Xiaonan's state, she should be ......"

The rest of the sentence, he didn't say it, after all, the two ghosts and gods introduced into the body, plus the soul binding after Loki's death, no matter how you look at it, Si Xiaonan can't survive.

Everyone was silent for a long time, and their expressions were a little heavy.

"This is not the time to mourn, we still have a task to do." An envoy spoke calmly, "Loki is dead, and the barrier between the Circle of Man and Asgard should have been broken...... We can go straight up. ”

"Yes, Remembrance and Seven Nights are still in Asgard, and now it should be messed up there."

Cao Yuan immediately nodded, "Let's hurry up." ”

Everyone immediately set off and rushed straight towards the passage between the "circle of people" and Asgard.

Not long after running, walking in the last hundred miles of fat, his feet suddenly slipped, and an ancient stone brick that had existed for an unknown amount of time suddenly broke a few fine cracks.

These cracks are intertwined, and at first glance they seem meaningless, as if they were simply being stepped on, but if you look closely, you will notice a different rhythm......

Baili's chubby afterglow glanced at his feet, and his gaze suddenly froze.

"Immortal Pill?" He stood stunned and whispered to himself,

"Immortality is born in all...... Could it be that the catastrophe is going to come eventually? ”

Baili Chubby stood there like a sculpture, and after a long time, he sighed...... The expression seemed a little helpless.

"Chubby!" Cao Yuan, who was in the distance, saw that Baili was chubby and hadn't left yet, so he shouted.

Baili Chubby took one last look at the gravel lines, stepped on it into powder with one foot, and scattered it in the air with the yellow sand.

"It's coming!" He answered, and hurried forward.

……

Fog.

A nameless snow-capped mountain.

In the dead and pale world, Si Xiaonan's eyelashes trembled slightly, shaking off pieces of snowflakes.

Her eyes slowly opened, and in the depths of her eyes, there was a deep dazedness......

"I ......" Si Xiaonan looked at the familiar world in front of him in a daze, as if he was a little puzzled, why he could still wake up.

At this moment, her pupils suddenly contracted when she saw the corpse beside her, which had been wrapped in ice and snow!

She froze for a moment, and then, like crazy, slammed up from the ground and stumbled to his side.

"Leng Xuan?! Leng Xuan!! Si Xiaonan hugged his body, shaking constantly, a bone-chilling chill came from his fingertips, and his body was as stiff as ice.

Her face turned pale, and she kept calling Leng Xuan's name,

"Immortal Pill...... Immortal Pill?! Si Xiaonan stared blankly at the scene in front of her, and soon understood what was happening, she turned her head and saw several awakening pills on the ground that had been frozen into ice slag, like a lightning strike.

What Leng Xuan ate was never an immortal pill...... Rather, it was the Awakening Pill he had begged from the God of Forging.

He gave himself the Immortal Pill.

"No...... I won't let you die, I won't let you die! Si Xiaonan hugged Leng Xuan's corpse and muttered to herself like a demon, she roared angrily, and the surging divine power exploded, splashing all the snowflakes on the top of the snow mountain!

Countless black threads stretched out of her body, intertwined into tricks and mysterious.

One trick after another dissipated, Si Xiaonan's red eyes stared at Leng Xuan in his arms, but no matter how she urged the trick, Leng Xuan's body did not recover in the slightest......

Trickery, which can deceive a short history, is not omnipotent.

Even Loki in his heyday could only rewrite the history of more than forty seconds ago, and Leng Xuan's death had already exceeded these times......

Countless tricks were disillusioned around Si Xiaonan, her fists clenched tightly, and in a violent roar, she slammed to the ground!

Bangβ€”β€”!!

Snowflakes flew in the sky, and the snow-capped mountain collapsed, and the rolling avalanche flooded the ground below, like a loud thunderclap, echoing between the valleys.

Si Xiaonan held Leng Xuan in his arms and knelt on top of nothingness, hot tears dripping on the surface of the corpse covered with frost, smudging ripples.

"The God of Trickery...... Eternal life...... What's the use of me asking for this?! Si Xiaonan was like a child who had lost everything, crying and roaring heart-rending in the snow,

When the flying snowflakes gradually drifted back into the valley, and the world fell into a dead silence again, Si Xiaonan slowly put his forehead into Leng Xuan's arms,

Choked up and muttered:

"I ...... Don't want to go home alone......"

The cold wind whimpered, and the fog drifted away.

In the midst of a messy snow-capped mountain valley, Si Xiaonan hugged Leng Xuan's corpse and cried for a long time before slowly standing up.

She wiped away the freeze-dried tears on her cheeks, bit her lip, groped behind Leng Xuan's waist for a moment, and took out a metal box the size of a cigarette box.

Leng Xuan...... You will be wronged in it for a while, I will do something, and then I will take you home......" She looked pale and cold, and said softly.

She opened the [Mobile Arsenal] and was about to take Leng Xuan's body into it, but her movements stopped.

She hesitated for a moment, then took off the blood-stained black windbreaker that Leng Xuan was wearing and put it on herself.

"Look, Leng Xuan......" Si Xiaonan rubbed the collar of his windbreaker and muttered to himself, "I'll make Asgard pay the price......"

Si Xiaonan's fingertips swiped on the metal box, a glimmer of light flashed, Leng Xuan's body was included in it, she carefully put the [Mobile Arsenal] in her arms and put it away, slowly turned her head, and looked in a certain direction of the mist.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and in her cold gaze, there was a flash of murderous intent.

The blood-stained black windbreaker danced wildly in the wind, Si Xiaonan stepped out in one step, countless black silk threads outlined, and her figure disappeared in the wind and snow in an instant.