After Leng Jiuming finished speaking, seeing Hua Wuying's complicated expression and wanting to speak, he spoke again: "Bai Wei is a traitor to my Ice and Fire Phoenix Clan. ”

Hua Wuying calmed down when he heard this, since Bai Wei had something from the Ice and Fire Phoenix Clan, it must have a relationship with Leng Jiuming. Fortunately, there was a feud between them, otherwise she would have formed a bond with this terrifying cold magic doctor.

"Your mother didn't kill White Sorrow back then. Leng Jiuming took a sip of tea elegantly and continued to say coldly.

Whether Bai Wei is really dead, Hua Wuying has also doubted this question, judging from Bai Jinxiu's words, it is difficult for her to believe that Bai Wei is dead. But at this time, listening to Leng Jiuming's affirmation, she was puzzled: "How do you know?"

"Bai Wei is not a member of our clan, but a person with special abilities in the Clover Spirit Grass Clan, after Bai Wei is killed, his body will disappear and three spirits will escape, and these three spirits can drift elsewhere and be reunited and reborn again. In order for it to die completely, the three spirits must be defeated within an hour of the disappearance of the body. ”

"Bai Wei is not dead, and I will definitely get revenge on her for my mother's crimes. After listening to Leng Jiuming, Hua Wuying was not disappointed because her mother failed to kill Bai Wei, but a trace of joy rose in her heart. Her mother was tortured by Bai Wei, and it was too cheap for her to let Bai Wei die easily.

Hua Wuying's peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling deepened, and the anger and coldness in them were constantly surging, and she seemed to have changed back into the Flower Valley Lord who was standing in the Flower Soul Valley and exuding a cold chill.

"You are not Bai Wei's opponent, I naturally won't let her go, you don't have to send her to death. ”

Leng Jiuming saw Hua Wuying's thoughts, but from the time the two of them fought with thousand-year-old cold silk at the door, he knew that Hua Wuying's cultivation had been lost. Her current internal strength is okay to deal with some people in the rivers and lakes, but it is absolutely impossible to deal with Bai Wei who has special abilities.

Hua Wuying's eyes were stunned when she heard this, and her long eyelashes covered her gloomy eyes. She also knew that what Leng Jiuming said was true, and now she was no longer the Hua Wuyin who was holding the Soul Breaking Sword in her hand and still invincible in the sea of corpses and blood.

But then I thought that seeing Leng Jiuming's appearance when he heard the word Bai Wei just now, he must have hated Bai Wei very much. Bai Wei should have lived in seclusion on a secluded island after defecting, based on Bai Jinxiu's age, Bai Wei has been away from the Ice and Fire Phoenix Clan for at least thirty years, why haven't the people of the Ice and Fire Phoenix Clan looked for her for such a long time?

"How old are you this year?" Hua Wuying looked at Leng Jiuming, who was sitting in front of him, and asked suddenly.

Leng Jiuming heard such a rude question, and his hand holding the teacup froze slightly, over the years, no one had dared to inquire about his private affairs.

But for some reason, looking at the thousand-year-old cold silk on the table and the lost secret book, those frozen pasts that he had never mentioned to others suddenly seemed to crack a crack, and a gap had already reached a pour.

"Twenty-five. Leng Jiuming couldn't see the slightest expression on his face, he took the teacup and sipped it gently, his deep voice seemed to be as bitter as the tea leaves in the teacup.

"Bai Wei should have defected a long time ago, right? The people of the Ice and Fire Phoenix Clan have not made a move, and you haven't killed her for so long. Hua Wuying didn't know what kind of mood she was in when she said such things, if Bai Wei could die early, would her mother not be tortured by those inhumanes.

Suddenly, with a "click", the teacup in Leng Jiuming's hand shattered into several petals and fell on the table with a frightening crashing sound.

Leng Jiuming suddenly stood up and grabbed Hua Wuying's shoulder, the sharp pain from his shoulder made Hua Wuying unable to escape the huge shadow under the candlelight.

"You mean, I don't want to kill Bai Wei?" Leng Jiuming's voice was not loud, but every word was full of coldness, as if all the temperature in the room had been sucked away.

Hua Wuying only felt that his whole body was invaded by a chill, and he forcibly suppressed the panic that rose in his heart, but his fingertips were shaking uncontrollably.

She saw that Leng Jiuming's blue eyes seemed to be condensed with frost, and then suddenly began to slowly dye red from the inner circle, and those pupils were like a sudden extra flame burning on the frozen sea.

One ice, one fire, the blue ice wrapped around the raging fire, as if it could freeze everything in heaven and earth, and then burn it to ashes.

"Huh?" Leng Jiuming's handsome and demonic face continued to enlarge in front of Hua Wuying's eyes, like a demon who dominated everything, destroying everything with the sharpest ice needles in his eyes and the hottest flames.

"I didn't mean that, I, I just didn't get it. Hua Wuying's whole body trembled and argued, she had no doubt that if she couldn't wait for her answer any longer, her fate would be the same as the tea cup in Leng Jiuming's hand just now, or it would be even worse.

"Hehe......"

The hand that was like a mountain on Hua Wuying's shoulder was finally retracted by Leng Jiuming, he sneered twice with great mockery, and sat back in the position just now.

Hua Wuying breathed a sigh of relief, only then did he feel that the clothes on his back had been soaked with cold sweat, and cold sweat was running down his sideburns. has lived for more than 20 years, and no one or anything can make her feel so panicked and scared, this cold magic doctor is really worthy of the title of "demon" sent by the people of the rivers and lakes.

"The people of the Ice and Fire Phoenix Clan did not pursue Bai Wei's defection because I was the only one left in the whole clan, and I didn't kill Bai Wei because I couldn't kill her completely now. Leng Jiuming took a new teacup from the table, poured tea for himself, and sipped it gently with elegant movements.

Hua Wuying cautiously glanced at Leng Jiuming's eyes, and saw that the narrow phoenix eyes raised at the corners of the eyes returned to their blue color, and the coldness in their eyes was removed, replaced by a faint sentimentality that was not easy to detect.

"I'm sorry. Hua Wuying apologized without a shadow, it was she who aroused the sadness in Leng Jiuming's heart. Somehow, after the person in front of her faded away from the coldness, the lonely and sentimental figure made her feel a sense of sadness.

"The Ice and Fire Phoenix Clan and the Clover Spirit Grass Clan have been friends for generations, and forty years ago, the news that the Clover Spirit Grass Clan had special abilities was learned by the royal families of several large countries, and they wantonly arrested the Clover Spirit Grass Clan and used them for alchemy. Leng Jiuming took away a terrifying aura and spoke lightly.

"In troubled times, the 'immortal' ability of the Clover Spirit Grass Clan is favored by the royal family, and if this ability can be used by them, it will undoubtedly bring benefits to them in the world. ”

"It's a pity that they don't know, or they don't believe it, not every person in the Clover Spirit Grass Clan has that ability. In the end, the Clover Spirit Grass Clan, except for Bai Wei, who was only eight years old, were all wiped out under the iron hooves of several countries. ”

"In other words, in fact, only Bai Wei has the ability of the Clover Spirit Grass Clan?" Hua Wuying couldn't help but ask, after all, if other clansmen also had the kind of body that could be transformed into three spirits after "death", and then transferred to another place to reorganize and resurrect, then there was no such thing as the destruction of the Clover Spirit Grass Clan.

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