But this is not the main reason for the thousands of people under the altar to scream, the source of their fear and despair is that the woman standing in front of the strange spirit tree, Yuan Qichen, the fire she released has burned to the edge of the black pool, and the black smoke is miserable.

All the people shouted below, their voices drowned out in the flames of the formation.

"Qichen...... Calm down!!" the clansman kept calling.

"Have you forgotten?!We swore to our ancestor Naiyou!Frost Shenghua is our life!!" At this time, even Qiao You, who had always hated Yuan Qichen, put down his posture fiercely and prayed.

Sang Wushi saw the fox emperor staggering out of the crowd, and because of the perspective problem, she couldn't see her expression clearly, and she could only hear the voice that trembled and forcibly calmed down with mana resounding throughout the ice sea, "Qichen! I'm Master...... Did you see me?!Didn't I abandon you...... I've never thought of it that way...... Don't burn it! That's more important than the lives of the people...... Ancestors like you won't forgive you!" she seemed to be too grief-stricken, and her body fell suddenly, and everyone quickly helped her up in panic, "Qichen, look! Qirong is still here! This is your sister......"

Yuan Qichen stood on a high place across the layer of magic circle, and the legendary sacred secret treasure - Frost Shenghua. She was already dirty and messy in plain clothes, her body was covered with bruises, but her thin body stood straight, her embarrassed and soft face was full of madness, and behind her was a raging fire. Everyone didn't dare to step forward, for fear that she would directly burn the frost.

"Qichen...... You know what Master is doing to you... You are the pride of my thousand hills... How could I abandon you? Qichen, someone wants to see you...... Qichen ......"

The people below were almost hoarse, but she didn't hear it.

In the black qi of the forest, in the scorching firelight, her expression was extremely crazy and cruel.

Suddenly, she suddenly hooked her lips and smiled, her smile was as soft and harmless as before, but her voice was extremely cold, "Huh...... Do you know that you are afraid, that your life is threatened, that you feel powerless...... Look at your faces...... You are my people, but you hate me......" she raised her hand to the thousand people who crowded downward, "You are my sister...... You hate betraying me......" moved to the front of the crowd, a frightened little girl, but her voice was infinitely desolate and mocking. Suddenly, her hand suddenly raised, and suddenly pointed to Sang Wushi's location, with all the hatred burning in her eyes, "And you! kill my sister...... I can only stand here powerlessly and watch you laugh at me for being weak...... My people laugh when I cry, my esteemed master does not hesitate to destroy me when I lose my worth, and those I admire are in harmony with others, and I have nothing to lose......"

Yuan Qichen's last finger instantly moved the eyes of everyone below to Sang Wushi in the clouds, some with endless hatred, some with stunned, and some frightened, but Sang Wushi didn't care anymore, but raised his cold and indifferent face generously, showing the indifference and coldness of the bystanders. And after listening to Yuan Qichen's words, she hooked her lips and smiled: "Come to Futu Palace, I can't be wrong with people, you will ......"

"I don't want to !!," she interrupted her with a sudden roar, her eyes full of disdain and contempt, "I don't want to become a person who has no heart like you!

Sang Wushi's expression was completely cold, and the cold aura around her body made Silent Cloud frown slightly, and at that moment, she really moved her killing thoughts.

"I just want to live! Live humbly! But if you don't even give me this opportunity...... the monstrous hatred on her face suddenly appeared, and her eyes were full of bloodthirsty cold light, "Then no one wants to live!!hahahahahaha...... Die!!!" The moment her crazy laughter rang out, the fireworks in the sky waved by her bare hand swept through the entire dark pool like a ferocious hungry beast, and the countless floating resentful heads inside were instantly engulfed by the flames. But in a moment, the fire had burned to the strange shaking frost flower. Suddenly, countless people under the altar screamed one after another, and after the screams, the Qianshan clan suddenly disappeared, and the desperate wails of the spirit fox were hissed one by one.

On that day, the cry of a thousand mountains to the sky made the entire demon world permeate, and the deafening screams soared into the sky. The snow and mist churned, the icebergs collapsed, the temple fell, the ice collapsed, and countless oceans of wild seas went up wantonly, ferociously drowning and devouring the Thousand Mountains of the Demon Realm that had stood for tens of thousands of years in the Five Realms. All beings mourned, and the original fox hissed.

The fire burned for a long time, and it burned out the tragedy and tragedy that died together. But that day, Sang Wushi looked at Yuan Qichen who gradually disappeared in the flames, but his face couldn't be calmer, heh, does the world believe that she died with the Thousand Mountain Fox Clan? Yes, such a resolute and extreme approach, if it weren't for the hatred, who would be willing to embark on this road of no return?

But Sang didn't believe it all the time. She has experienced this woman's scheming, and she also understands her blazing ambition, so she manipulates the city just to enter the frost punishment, but it will never be the result of ending up together and losing all her money.

That day, she watched Yuan Qichen laugh uncontrollably in the monstrous fire, laughing crazy and desolate. Sang Wushi also saw with his own eyes that Zimo, who had been silent, suddenly floated into the thousands of fires and handed her an orange.

She remembered that Yuan Qichen had watched him for a long, long time, and suddenly burst into tears.

Sang is silent all the time, people's hearts have always been like this.

So strong, yet so fragile.

will grit your teeth when you are embattled, but you will collapse because of a little warmth.

And in the end, Sang Wushi also saw with his own eyes that what disappeared with Yuan Qichen was a spirit bead condensed into the burned frost shenghua, so small, but it wiped out a race.

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Time rewinds to a day ago, it was a day in the desert of yellow sand at the beginning of the wind.

In the ethereal clouds of that day, in the floating white mist, there was a person standing and a person half-lying.

"Haha, that little thing, it's really not afraid of anything. The voice is lazy and seductive, with an inexplicable smile. The person who spoke was dressed in an elegant black robe, scattered among the white mist clouds at will, the slightest mist was lightly caged, and what loomed in the misty light was a beprising and beautiful face, narrow and charming eyes, seductive, so that people could only fall into it and be unable to extricate themselves at a glance. The face is better than snow, the bewitching and flamboyant, such an unruly person, is Chi Shu.

And the slender figure standing not far from him, wearing a simple crescent robe, was extremely light. Compared with Chi Shu's world-class appearance, this face looks extremely bleak and ordinary, but those eyes as dark as stars are so bright and dazzling. With a white bone fan in one hand and a smile at Wan Shi, Ji Heng smiled lightly: "I have to do it as a last resort." "I knew it was wrong, but I still stubbornly stepped into the air of the wind without looking back, and I just killed myself.