Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 797 The Prosperity Ends!

Chapter 797: The Prosperity Ends!

"Is it the Gale Tribe?" Ling Xiyue's expression froze suddenly, and she quickly asked questions.

Could it be that Xuan Ye was controlled by the blood curse, and when he went crazy, he slaughtered the surrounding tribes?

Thinking of this, Ling Xiyue's face was still slightly pale, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

Gale Tribe, Little Stone, Silly Girl, Mrs. Aman...

Seeing Ling Xiyue's sudden cold expression, Lian Qingyu froze for a moment, forgetting to speak.

Nalan Ronghua didn't seem to understand why Ling Xiyue had such an ugly expression, which could even be called slightly ferocious.

Nalan Ronghua gave a soft "hmm", her beautiful eyes sharpened, and she said worriedly, "The Gale Tribe was the first to have an accident. I originally sent a few disciples to check it out, but I didn't want to send back only one There is no news at all..."

As for other tribes and ethnic groups in the Snow Region, the Snow Clan generally would not intervene.

Including the struggle between the tribes, even if the fight is bloody, unless there is a major change, it is completely beyond the scope of their ability to deal with it. For example, several tribes were bloodbathed by "unknown monsters" overnight!
No matter what the reason is, the Snow Clan will go to check.

Moreover, it is still led by an elder of the Supreme Clan, which can also be seen that this matter is unusual, and the Snow Clan also attaches great importance to it.

"No, I have to go there immediately!" Ling Xiyue couldn't control the panic in her heart.

Sister-in-law Aman, little stone... vivid figures from the Gale Tribe appeared in front of her eyes, and just thinking about the scene of blood flowing into rivers made her feel suffocated.

If it was true that Xuan Ye lost control of herself because of the blood curse, completely fell into a demon, and did such a heinous thing... She didn't dare to think about it.

No matter how many people from the Snow Clan go there, they will definitely end up being wiped out!

If Xuan Ye's blood curse occurs...he is extremely vulnerable.

Anyone could kill him.

With such a good opportunity, the Snow Clan will never let him go.

Ling Xiyue couldn't help worrying about Xuan Ye again. These thoughts flickered in her mind quickly, instantly making her eyes turn scarlet, and when she raised her eyes to Nalan Ronghua, they were all startled, "Xi moon……"

"Do you know something?" Lian Qingyu narrowed her beautiful eyes, staring at Ling Xiyue's ever-changing expression.

"Aunt Rong, I have to go with the elders of the three clans!" Ling Xiyue grabbed Nalan Ronghua's hand, not knowing how to explain it. If it was what she expected, then Xuan Ye and the Xue clan would be together. must die.

She can't let Xuan Ye have something to do, and she doesn't want the Xue clan disciples to die!
Ling Xiyue suddenly remembered something again, her voice was choked again, her throat was as dry as lead, "Xueyi, Xueyi's side... I'm sorry, tell him for me, I'll explain to him when I come back!"

Now, she has to go...

After dropping these words, Ling Xiyue disappeared in a flash.

The wind and snow brought by it lifted the frosty white hair, and dyed it with the orange glow of the setting sun.

"Xiyue—" Before Nalan Ronghua came back to his senses, when he turned his eyes to look, he saw Ling Xiyue rapidly climbing down the hundred-step ladder, like a frosty wind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. At the corner of the ice palace.

This child is not rash...

Nalan Ronghua realized that things might be more complicated than they imagined.

Her beautiful eyes were quiet, and after a few seconds, she turned around and looked at Lian Qingyu who was still slightly stunned beside her, "Quickly go and tell Xue Yi."

"Yes... yes!" Lian whispered back to his senses, raised his eyebrows and nodded.

But from last night to today, she hasn't seen any sign of her senior brother, so where can she find him?
Today is really a good weather, and the sunset is also the most beautiful moment on the top of the extreme north.

The multicolored rays of light pervade the sky like colored silks waved by a fairy, fascinated by the face of this ice-cast beauty in the extreme northern snow region. This ice and snow white world is like a girl to be married who has finished her makeup and put on a phoenix crown and Xiapei. People are excited.

The apse of the Holy Cloud Palace, the peak of the extreme north.

Nalan Xueyi was dressed in a white robe, with fluttering sleeves and long jade.

The sunset reddened the outline of his shadow-cultivation persistence, and also fascinated his empty eyes.

However, he still couldn't wait for the prosperity to end. The girl who put on the wedding dress for him, in this vast world, on the top of the extreme northern snow region, was the only one from the beginning to the end.

Yue'er, why.

Are you unwilling to give such instant warmth?

Nalan Xueyi stood there quietly, facing the cold frosty wind, her silent eyes were slowly dyed red by the rays of the sun, and finally swallowed by the endless darkness when the rays of the rays ended.

On the other side, Ling Xiyue galloped out on a horse, and left the ice city together with Xuan Tianji and other Snow Clan disciples.

When she left earlier, someone in the Gale Tribe said that she didn't take it seriously when she saw the "red-eyed monster".
The situation ahead is unknown, Ling Xiyue's heart is always hanging.

She didn't dare to delay in the slightest, and traveled day and night to rush to the Gale Wind Tribe at the fastest speed. The original journey of one or two days was abruptly compressed by her to half a day.

By the night of the second day, Ling Xiyue rushed outside the Gale Wind Tribe.

In anxiety, she took a step ahead of the Snow Clan.

The breath of blood!
Still outside the tribe, a hundred meters away, Ling Xiyue had already smelled the all-too-familiar bloody breath, following the cold wind, enveloping her, sweeping through every pore of her body, suffocating her .

It was snowing in the dark night, and the tribe that was supposed to be singing and laughing with warm lights was now in darkness.

No, it's not really dark, because you can still see flames beating vaguely, but it doesn't make people feel warm at all, just like the will-o'-the-wisps floating in a mass grave, making people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts.

Ling Xiyue also felt like a cold wind was blowing in her heart, and she even dared not approach, but she still flew past at the fastest speed.

This small, haven-like tribe was burned into a pile of scorched earth by the fire at this time.

There are vaguely remaining flames beating like will-o'-the-wisps, strips of cloth hanging on the broken wood, dancing wildly in the wind, and the broken dustpan, being blown by the cold wind, rolling around, making rustling noises...

What hurt Ling Xiyue's eyes the most, and what hurt her heart were the people who fell to the ground in various twisted positions!

Broken limbs, men, women, children...

The face is ferocious, and the death is terrible!
Or the eyes are wide open, the eyeballs are protruding, and the eyes are not closed; or they are burned into a pile of coke, no one can tell; It also turned purple-black.

"Help!"

"woo woo woo woo……"

"Ah, who can save us—"

It seemed that I could still hear everyone's miserable cries and desperate pleas for help... Following the sound of "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo up", it poured into Ling Xiyue's ears crazily!

(End of this chapter)