Chapter 103 Xue Yu’s Love: The crimson eyes shone with a strange light, staring straight at Xue Tian like an eagle nailing its prey. A wild blood hit every part of Jing Yirong’s body.
Elephants can break out at any time.
"Ah!" Jing Yirong roared loudly. Everyone within five meters of his body covered their ears because of the shout, making them dizzy. Jing Yirong's blackheads were spread out, and even his hair became dark.
It was red, and the lips looked like they were dripping with blood, shining brightly.
Everyone present was shocked by Jing Yirong's change. A flash of panic flashed in Xue Tian's eyes. Jing Yirong seemed to have turned into a demon. Her blood-red eyes, long crimson hair, and suffocation all over her body made people step back five feet.
Jing Yirong leaped up and stretched out his palm to force Xue Tian. Xue Tian was lucky enough to resist, and his profound skills formed a protective circle for himself.
Jing Yirong gradually approached Xue Tian. The protective circle that Xue Tian set up for himself could not resist Jing Yirong at all. Jing Yirong's hand broke through Xue Tian's protective circle and penetrated directly into Xue Tian's body. Xue Tian's eyes widened.
With his eyes closed, it seemed that even he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.
Jing Yirong's stern eyes were devoid of any emotion. She retracted her hand and gave Xue Tian another slap. Xue Tian's body was completely shattered and there was no room for resistance even for a moment.
Jing Yirong seems to be possessed now. She is like a killing machine. She will not let go of anyone in Xuejiabao. Facts have proved that no one can stop her. In less than half an hour, there are more than 100 people in Xuejiabao.
Everyone was lying in a pool of blood.
The blood made the demonic nature in Jing Yirong's body increase more and more, and finally her eyes fell on Mu Zixuan. She had the aura of the Xue family on her body.
Jing Yirong waved his palm at Mu Zixuan, and Mu Zixuan flew up to dodge.
"It's not good, the master has lost his mind. She wants to kill all the Xue family. Miss Mu is also someone related to the Xue family." Nalan Zhenqi looked nervously at Jing Yirong who kept dodging.
of Mu Zixuan.
As he spoke, Mu Zixuan received a palm from Jing Yirong and fell to the ground.
Jing Yirong approached Mu Zi
The scenery of Yi Rong, a whisper, "Yirong."
"Brother!" Nalan Zhenqi and I, Nalan Zhijin, shouted nervously. They had no idea whether the master would be awake.
The palm of his hand stopped abruptly in front of Nalan Qingyi. The crimson in Jing Yirong's pupils became lighter and lighter, until finally the red faded away, and a pair of black pupils returned again, and his red hair slowly turned black from the top of his tail.
.Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in surprise, as if they were cast by magic.
"Qing Yi?" Jing Yirong retracted her hand in confusion, then looked at Mu Zixuan who was injured and fell to the ground, "What's wrong with me?"
"No." Nalan Qingyi took Jing Yirong's hand, "Nothing happened."
Jing Yirong turned around and saw in surprise that the people of Xuejiabao were lying dead on the ground, "What happened to them? Who killed them?"
"Master, don't you remember?" Nalan Zhenqi stepped forward, "You killed these people."
"Did I kill him?" Jing Yirong had no memory at all. She only remembered that she saved Nalan Zhijin, and then Xue Tian hurt her. Looking at her blood, it seemed that a kind of magic power rushed out of her body.
, and then she didn’t remember anything.
The people who were still staying in Xuejiapu to watch the excitement were shocked in place by the scene in front of them. Jing Yirong was as ferocious as a wild animal when he killed people, and saw with his own eyes that Xuejiapu disappeared in an instant. These people turned to Jianghu for a long time.
When people talk about this scene, they can still feel Jing Yirong's burning murderous intent.
Taoist Xuanyang looked at Xue Tian's dead eyes and shook his head helplessly, "God's will cannot be violated, Xue's family fort is destined to suffer this disaster."
"If I remember correctly, you handed me over to Xue Tian," Jing Yirong said with murderous intent in her brows, "I should have told you yesterday that you would regret it."
Taoist Xuanyang raised a faint smile and said, "Xiaodao's fate, Miss Jing, can be taken away at any time. The only question is whether Xiaodao can take Miss Mu to meet someone.
"Xue Yu? You won't tell me that he is still alive?" Jing Yirong has not forgotten what Taoist Xuanyang said yesterday, "Even if he is still alive now, I will kill him. He deserves to die."
"He died five years ago," Taoist Xuanyang looked at Mu Zixuan, "but I think there are some truths that should be known to Miss Mu. Please follow me."
Taoist Xuanyang turned around and walked up the mountain. Mu Zixuan followed. Jing Yirong and Nalan Qingyi glanced at each other. Nalan Qingyi said softly, "Let's go take a look too."
Jing Yirong obediently agreed, and the group came to Xue Yu's tomb in the back mountain. Taoist Xuanyang twisted the candlestick in front of the tomb, and the tomb actually cracked a crack in the middle and opened to both sides. The tomb was not a coffin but an entrance.
, Taoist Xuanyang walked in first, followed closely by Mu Zixuan and others.
There was actually a small secret room under the tomb. There was a coffin in the center of the secret room. Taoist Xuanyang pushed open the coffin lid with his palm, and Xue Yu lay in the coffin. In the past five years, Taoist Xuanyang has been preserving it with his own practice.
Touching his body, because even he was moved by Xue Yu's affection.
Mu Zixuan's feet moved forward involuntarily, and his sad eyes fell on Xue Yu's intact body. He still had the same green and ink clothes, the same handsome but ruthless face, it was still him.
Even after five years, Mu Zixuan found that he still remembered him too clearly. Every part of the skin on his body and the smile on his face seemed to be imprinted in his mind, and he was crying.
I fell down when I didn't even feel anything, and my heart was actually throbbing constantly.
Mu Zixuan stretched out his hand tremblingly, and the red line on his palm flickered. Mu Zixuan fell to the ground weakly, crying out in pain, "Why! Why do I still love you now? Why is this
The red line has not disappeared, I hate you, I hate you!"
Jing Yirong looked at Mu Zixuan's pain, which was worse than death. He was hurt so deeply because he loved too deeply.
"The young master has never betrayed you," Taoist Xuanyang helped Mu Zixuan up. "He did it and would rather die than let you down."
Mu Zixuan smiled foolishly, "Really? Because of him, none of my clan members are alive, and you still want to say that he didn't betray me?"
"The young master told me before he died that no matter what the master did, please protect his memory. He was afraid that you would lose your most innocent smile." Taoist Xuanyang had a ball of light in his palm, "This is what the young master wanted to tell you.
Are you willing to see your affairs?"
"Yes." Mu Zixuan could not ignore the desire in his heart.
Taoist Xuanyang looked at Jing Yirong, "If you also want to know the truth, just look at the young master." After finishing speaking, Taoist Xuanyang threw the light in his hand onto Xue Yu's body, and the aperture gradually focused on Xue Yu.
On his head, it seemed that his Shen Feng memory was being awakened.
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Five years ago, Xue Yu returned to Xuejiabao eager to return home. Xue Tian was overjoyed to see that his long-lost son had returned home.
Xue Yu told Xue Tian the whole story of meeting Xue Mo, expressing his determination not to marry anyone other than Xue Mo, and wanting Xue Tian to go with him to propose marriage. Xue Tian ostensibly agreed to Xue Yu's request, but when he knew that the Xue clan
When he had illusions that ordinary people could not possess, he had another plan in mind.
Xue Jiabao's power is getting weaker and weaker. Xue Tian hopes to use the power of the Snow Clan to help him regain control of Xue Jiabao.
Affection.
Later, Xue Tian told Xue Yu to draw a map of the Snow Clan's location so that he could prepare heavy gifts and come to propose marriage.
Xue Yu was overjoyed. It only took him one night to draw the map. When he was about to send it to Xue Tian's study, he heard the words of Xue Tian and Xuanyang Taoist outside the door. He wanted to
Let the people of the Snow Clan be used by him, and let them use illusions to strengthen Xuejia Fort again for him.
Xue Yu pushed open the study door and firmly told Xue Tian that he would not give the map to Xue Tian, but Xue Tian grabbed it before Xue Yu destroyed it.
Xue Yu's knees were weak, "Dad, please don't hurt Xue Mo, don't hurt the Snow Clan. They are too kind and are not suitable for a bloody world like theirs."
"I gave birth to you and raised you just to make you strong in Xue Family Fort. Since you are useless, I will let the Snow Clan help me strengthen everything." Xue Tian looked at Xue Yu coldly.
"Dad, is fame and fortune really so important?" Xue Yu looked at Xue Tian sadly, "No matter whether Xuejiabao is powerful or not, it is home to me, and family does not need to be entangled with fame and fortune."
"Shut up!" Xue Tian interrupted Xue Yu sternly, "You can be the eldest son of your Xue Family Fort with peace of mind. I will capture the Snow Clan. Then you can marry whoever you want."
Xue Tian looked at Xue Yu coldly and viciously, "Delusion!"
"I'll help you," Xue Yu said resignedly. He stood up and picked up a stack of war stickers on the desk. "I will kill these people for me. I will establish the reputation of Xuejiabao. As long as you don't touch them, I will
Willing to do anything.”
Xue Tian patted Xue Yu on the shoulder, "This is my good son. I'll give you three months. If you can't defeat everyone within three months, I will board the Snow Clan."
Xue Tian walked out of the study, Xue Yu closed his eyes, he felt so hateful.
"Taoist Xuanyang, with my martial arts, there is no way I can kill everyone who provokes Xuejiabao within three months. Please help me." Xue Yu knelt in front of Taoist Xuanyang.
Taoist Xuanyang was helpless, "There are no shortcuts in this world."
"I am willing to pay the price with my life." Xue Yu said firmly.
In the end, Xue Yu used the shortest way to practice the most ruthless martial arts, but the price was that he only had three months left to live. Within three months, like a murderous warrior, he destroyed hundreds of martial arts that challenged Xue Jiabao.
His hands were stained with too much blood, which made him feel less and less worthy of Xue Mo.
Xue Yu felt that he was drifting away, walking on the line of life and death every day, and he felt that meeting Xue Mo was just like a dream, a dream that he would never meet again.
Xue Yu's performance made Xue Tian extremely satisfied, and he agreed to let Xue Yu go to the Snow Clan to propose marriage, but Xue Yu knew that Xue Tian had never stopped thinking about the Snow Clan.
Xue Yu kept the purse given by Xue Mo next to him. In the end, he knew that Xue Tian would never give up his thoughts on the Snow Clan, and the last person he wanted to kill was Xue Tian!