When he first entered the Forgotten Peak, Ning Xueluo saw Ji Lingqing's portrait in the master's study.

At that time, it was shocking.

But later, when he saw the portrait again in the secret realm, Ning Xueluo had many doubts in his heart.

The corpses in the secret realm came back to life, and they could even walk around in the outside world, all of which refreshed Ning Xuelu's cognition.

Whether Ji Lingqing was borrowed by the Lotus Demon or whether she was originally a monster, Ning Xuelu has always been puzzled about this matter.

Until today, the cinnabar mole pierced the center of her eyebrows.

Pieces of skin on Ji Lingqing's face fell off, and after they fell, they turned into withered petals.

After Ji Lingqing reacted, he covered his face and let out a fierce scream.

But I can still see through her fingers that the skin on her face is full of wrinkles, the layers of epidermis are folded, and the withered yellow color is no longer white and delicate before.

This should be the original face of Ji Lingqing.

She was not afraid of being caught by the golden net, and she was not in a hurry when she was forced to roar by the dagger, but when she lost her face, Ji Lingqing let out a terrible wail.

"You, you dare to ruin my face, I want you to die a good death!" Ji Lingqing's eyes were red, staring at Ning Xueluo, "I curse you, you can't love or ask in this life, everyone around you will die because of you!"

As soon as the words fell, a blood-red light shot out of Ji Lingqing's eyes, instantly forcing into Ning Xuelu's eyebrows.

Su Yangtian was nearby, and he wanted to stop it, but he didn't have time after all. That red light shot into Ning Xueluo's eyebrows like this, and Ning Xueluo fell to the ground instantly.

"Ah Bai!"

"South Lord!"

Xie Wuhuan and Chu Yu pounced on Ning Xuelu at the same time to check on her condition.

Huangfu Jing turned his head and asked the sword to point at Ji Lingqing, "Demon girl, quickly tell me the method of breaking the curse!"

There was nothing in Ji Lingqing's eyes, only dark red blood flowed out from the seven orifices, and his face was full of gloomy aura, how could he still have half of the charm when he first saw him.

Ji Lingqing put down her hands, the wrinkled skin on her face became drier and drier, her fingers gradually grew old, and the original delicate skin like flower petals withered instantly, and the whole person quickly decayed.

She hung her head and began to laugh, hoarse and unpleasant, like a crow in the twilight, making a mysterious cry.

"Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha!"

The laughter grew louder and louder, even with the amplification projected from her chest, and she pointed to the sky, and a green light shot into the sky, and the sky gradually darkened, and the dark clouds gathered little by little. The originally empty sky was gradually covered by dark clouds.

Huangfu Jing felt that something was wrong, while Chu Yu and Xie Wuhuan were busy checking Ning Xueluo's injuries and did not pay attention to the changes in the sky.

But just when she didn't know what to do, Su Yangtian stabbed Ji Lingqing with a sword, stabbing through the Baihui acupoint above her head and penetrating her whole body.

Ji Lingqing's laughter stopped abruptly, but he still maintained a mysterious smile on his face.

Huangfu Jing wanted to say something, but when Ji Ling was exhausted, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and it seemed that nothing had happened just now.

And the next moment, there was a gust of wind blowing, the wind was a little evil, obviously not big, but it blew on the body and made people tremble from the bottom of their hearts. Those who practice martial arts have long been not afraid of cold and heat, but this wind seems to be able to arouse the fear of cold in their hearts.

When the wind blew into the golden net, the originally unbreakable Xuanjin True Net, but because of Ning Xuelu's fainting, after a few flashes of light, it also dissipated.

Su Yangtian pulled out the sword, but his movements were a little slower, and the sword was still partially blown by the yin wind, and there were immediately cracks in some places.

Ji Lingqing's corpse, the broken and terrifying remnants of the body, turned into powder at the moment when the yin wind hit, and disappeared in the yin wind.

After Ji Lingqing's body disappeared, the yin wind suddenly disappeared.

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When Ning Xuelu opened his eyes, he came to the familiar vast snowfield again.

The whole snowfield is indescribably quiet and peaceful, there are no violent storms and snowstorms, and there are no traps and beasts.

She was sitting cross-legged on the snow and ice, and there was a blood-red hill in front of her, and the hill exuded a biting chill.

The cold invaded, Ning Xueluo felt colder than before, it was a kind of cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, she couldn't help but want to get up, but she found that she couldn't move at all.

"Alas......" a long sigh came from afar.

Ning Xueluo said towards the source of the voice, "Senior Quanqing, is it you?"

But after Ning Xuelu asked out loud, the voice stopped.

With the experience of the last time, Ning Xuelu sank her heart and concentrated on meditation.

The cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow approached little by little, but Ning Xueluo was running the Vientiane Mind Method without distraction, and the whole person exuded a golden light, like a fire in the vast white snowy region.

It's small, but it's endless.

"Get out, I'll suppress this curse for you for the time being. I don't know how long later, a female voice sounded.

Although there was no distinction between men and women in Quan Qing's voice, Ning Xuelu knew that it was not his voice.

Even at the moment when that voice came out, Ning Xuelu heard his own timbre from it.

It's just that compared to his own tone, this voice is more ethereal and calmer, as if it has been frozen by the continuous snow for thousands of years, and it is cold and terrifying.

This is the voice of Yunlu.

Ning Xueluo saw the blood-colored hill in front of him, but he didn't know when it was covered with ice and snow, and the originally terrifying cold air on it was frozen by the severe cold of ice and snow at the moment.

It's still cold, but it's different.

Ning Xuelu was already able to get up at this moment, and her eyes looked into the distance, "Yunlu, what this world needs is you." ”

But this time, until the warm sun in the sky drooped and the entire snowy area entered the dark night, Ning Xueluo did not wait for the echo of Yunlu.

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Ji Lingqing just passed away with the wind, Lei Huaran and Lei Huashang were quickly controlled by everyone, but Lei Huaran insisted that it was all him, and Lei Huashang was also released with the arrival of Situ Luo.

Even after getting the Cassia Grass, Chu Yu and Xie Wuhuan still had no clue about Su Changyan's poison, but Su Changyan's mind had obviously regressed again.

After the yin wind that day, there will be a yin wind in Jiuhua Mountain every day, as long as the yin wind comes, everyone can only hide in the house, if the dodge is not timely, it will be swept by the yin wind, and the clothes will be damaged, and the heavy will be dead.

No one knows where this yin wind comes from, and no one knows how to stop it, but fortunately, the yin wind comes at a fixed time every day, and everyone can stay safe as long as they pay attention to the hour.

It's just Jiuhua, because of this yin wind, it seems even quieter.

When Ning Xueluo woke up, he found that the surroundings were quiet and terrifying.

The first person she saw when she opened her eyes was Ning Jiangang, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.