Shocking love robbery

Chapter 212 Snow God Luowei
After Qingling said this, she and Ruoxue went down the mountain, Bai Xuan came back to her senses, and Yue Liuli and the others followed together. On the way, Yue Liuli told Bai Xuan what she saw.

Bai Xuan just listened quietly, a little silent, it seems that the secret of the Snow Clan may be related to love.Just as he was thinking, several people came down the mountain and walked in the direction of the back mountain.

Yue Liuli was secretly excited, not knowing what secrets were hidden in the back mountain.

Stopping in front of the barrier, Qing Ling said to Ruoxue: "The feather in your hand is the key to unlock the barrier, Ruoxue, give it a try."

Ruoxue looked down at the black feather in her palm, she nodded, then lifted the feather in her hand and turned it into a ray of black light, falling towards the barrier.

Then I saw the black and white intertwined light flashing and flashing, and the light dispersed, and the cold wind revealed a bone-chilling coldness.

Everyone looked up, but they were surprised by everything in front of them.

Even Bai Xuan, who had always been calm, had faint surprise and confusion in his eyes, but what they saw was a desolation and desolation that had never been seen before.

The weeds are withered and lifeless, but they are everywhere. Compared with the beautiful flowers outside, this place is more like Shura hell.

The mountain peaks on both sides formed a valley, and there was a breath of death in the darkness, and the dead vines turned into withered paper strips and clung to the rocks.

Although the weeds are withered, they seem to be growing, and they are half the height of a person.

There was only a faint path looming, Qing Ling walked steadily, and everyone followed Qing Ling to the depths of the back mountain, but they saw that there was a dead end ahead, blocked by a big mountain.

It's just that there is a stone sculpture standing among the weeds in front of him. The stone sculpture is covered with withered grass, but it can be seen that it looks like a woman.

Qingling stopped in front of the stone statue, she looked up at the stone statue with complicated eyes.

She sighed faintly, and her voice was mournful: "The curse of the Snow Clan is because of her." The words, which were neither light nor heavy, were especially resounding in this cold valley.

Pairs of eyes fell on the stone sculpture, and Bai Xuan scrutinized it for a moment and asked, "Who is she?"

Qing Ling still looked at the stone statue, the brilliance in his eyes was shining and flowing, but people couldn't see what was hidden in it.

"The patron saint of the Snow Clan, the Shangxian of the Immortal Realm, and the fairy Luowei who lives in the Snow Palace." Qing Ling's voice was still calm, but everyone took a breath.

They never imagined that the curse of the Snow Clan was actually caused by the Snow God.

"What's going on?" Among the crowd, Bai Xuan was the most sober, asking Qing Ling calmly.

Qing Ling withdrew her gaze and looked around, and said in a desolate voice: "The matter started ten thousand years ago, and my name was not Qing Ling 1 years ago, I was just Luo Wei's mount, a white kite snowbird. We, master and servant, live in the snow palace in the eighth heaven."

"You all know that in the nine heavens of the fairy world, the immortals in each heaven have different official positions, and Luowei lives in the eighth heaven with her two senior brothers, Fengshen Qingrong and Vulcan Leilie. They are in charge of the spirit clan respectively. The Wind and Fire clans in the world."

"But the Snow Palace is cold, and the loneliness of thousands of years has left Luowei with no loneliness. Until one day, Luowei got up and wanted to go out for a walk. She secretly went down to the Snow Clan, and wanted to see what the people she guarded were. Such a person. But her departure has brought a catastrophe to her people!"

Qing Ling's voice turned cold, with a slight tremor in his tone.

Everyone didn't dare to interrupt, they just listened to Qing Ling continue telling the story about Luo Wei.

　"The Fallen Flowers are independent, and the little swifts fly together.What is the story of Luowei?The excitement continues tomorrow! "

　　
　
(End of this chapter)