Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 799
Chapter 799: Disciple Containment
She didn't want to excuse the ghosts, but for Xuan Ye...

Although everything in front of her was telling her that it was Xuan Ye who turned this place into a purgatory on earth!
She also saw with her own eyes how terrifying he was when he was swallowed by the blood curse.

Just because he stopped in time and didn't hurt her doesn't mean he won't hurt others, but she still didn't want to believe it, or she hoped it wasn't him!
She just doesn't want to think about it that way...

She always felt that although Xuan Ye was the son of the ghost king, he should be different from the ghost clan.

But Ling Xiyue didn't say that directly, nor did she tell the members of the Xue Clan that Xuan Ye was in the snow region, otherwise, if there was a misunderstanding, it might go deeper, so she just said, "Maybe there is some misunderstanding, let's find out first."

After all, they don't have conclusive evidence to explain anything now, and maybe they can ask the silly girl when she wakes up.

"What misunderstanding can there be?" Xuan Tianji waved his white sleeves violently, furious, seeing the extreme tragedy in front of him, his white beard trembled with anger, "The clan of ghosts are all ferocious monsters who drink blood, not my clan , and only they can do such things that are inferior to animals!"

Some people say that the ghost clan attacked the snow clan.

But these people are all innocent, why should they be exterminated like this?
It's unreasonable, this girl probably forgot what the ghost clan did to her, and even spoke for the ghost clan!
At this time, there was a melodious and high-frequency sound from outside, and it spread rapidly in the night, like a nightingale singing in the cold wind, whizzing to this world, and it was also transmitted to the disciples of the Snow Clan and Xuan Tianji. in the ear.

"Master, this is the distress signal for Xue Clan disciples." Xuan Tianji's eldest disciple, Mo Qianying, called out urgently.

Xuan Tianji's stern old eyes were full of wind and frost, and he waved his sleeves openly, "Let's go!"

He quickly left with a group of Snow Clan disciples, heading for the source of the signal.

"Help me take care of her." Ling Xiyue handed the silly girl to a Snow Clan disciple who stayed behind in the Gale Tribe, put it in her hands, told them to take good care of the silly girl, and quickly chased Xuan Tianji and others.

Dozens of snow shadows flew up and swept out quickly.

And a few miles away from the Gale Tribe, in a valley, more than a dozen disciples of the Snow Clan, all dressed in snow-white coats and holding unified ice-patterned long swords, formed a sword formation, killing a man in black and black surrounded.

The long sword with a faint silver light was aimed at him, and the murderous intent was awe-inspiring under the moonlight.

"Say it one last time, my lord, get out of the way." Xuan Ye slowly raised his eyes, a pair of dark red and blood-stained eyes were revealed little by little from the shadow covered by the cloak, like a demon in the dark night.

Half of that handsome face with sharp edges and corners was covered by blood lines, not just around the eye contours!

Under the reflection of the surrounding cold snow, it looks like a rakshasa from hell.

The breath flowing all over his body is even more strange and unpredictable.
A disciple of the Snow Clan did not retreat but advanced. He took a step forward, suffocated by the man's domineering aura, but he was not afraid at all. He pointed his sword at him, "Xuan Ye, you killed hundreds of innocent people from the three mountains and five tribes. What a crime! , the heaven and the earth will punish him, and he will be captured before he is tied up!"

"This is not the territory of your ghost clan. You can come and go whenever you want. Today, we will never let you leave the extreme northern snow region alive!"

"Even if it is death, we will get rid of you as a scourge!"

"That's right!"

All the disciples of the Snow Clan pointed at Xuan Ye with their swords, and regarded death as home.

The disciples of the Snow Clan, whether it is the clan rules or the teachings they have received since they were young, always put the justice of the world first, protect the common people and the people as their own duty, and their own lives as the last, even if they know that they will die, even if they know that they are against Shang Xuan Ye, For them, they are like a car with a mantis' arms, and they are still not afraid.

This is what they believe in!

I really don't know whether to say that they don't know how to adapt, or that they have the courage to contribute.

Xuan Ye sneered coldly, not bothering to explain at all, and a scornful arc appeared on his thin red lips, "It's just you? Even if your ancestors came, you can't do anything to my master. You wandering soldiers don't know how to live or die. "

"Go!" No more nonsense.

More than a dozen disciples waved their long swords and rushed forward.

Xuan Ye turned his head with a swipe, the dark red hair on his forehead rose with the wind, his slender body didn't move, but a gust of wind followed, like the long sword that threw several disciples to his face, In an instant, it twisted into a silver snake, "Pengpeng" broke and splashed everywhere!

Those few disciples also screamed "Ah", and were thrown out completely, followed by countless blood sprays flying out of their bodies, staining the surrounding patches of white snow red.

Xuan Ye turned around, the blood-stained handsome face was expressionless, and he didn't turn his head, "I just want to say once, what you say is not my fault, no matter how much you mess around, let Nalan Xueyi come to collect your corpses. "

The voice is low and hoarse, extremely cold.

The team leader disciple Mo Xiuyi stood up with difficulty, the sword in his hand faced Xuan Ye again, and the skirt of his clothes slightly said, "My disciple of the Snow Clan, am I a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death? As long as we have breath, you will never want to get out of the snowy region!"

"That's right!"

"You devil, you still want to quibble!"

"Ghosts do a lot of evil, when did you admit it?"

The few disciples beside him also staggered to their feet, swinging their swords persistently again.

They must hold the devil back, the clan elder and other disciples must be on their way, and now he is alone, and his breath seems not to be very stable.

Don't miss this opportunity, don't let him get away!

However, Xuan Ye didn't even look back, and walked away, his dark eyes were blood-stained.

"It's not that easy to leave!" Mo Xiuyi leaned forward with a long sword in his hand, regardless of his injuries.

Xuan Ye turned his head abruptly, fingers protruded from his robe, and his palms were facing the ice-patterned long sword. There was a crisp "touch", not only did not enter Xuan Ye's body, but it shocked Mo Xiuyi's arms for a while. !
Suddenly meeting those dark red bloodthirsty eyes, Mo Xiuyi was stuck in the quagmire, unable to move!
Before he could react in the future, Xuan Ye clasped his five fingers suddenly, shaking the sharp long sword into countless pieces, and in the next moment, "click" stopped his throat!
The hostility in Xuan Ye's eyes soared, and he slowly raised his arms, "Looking for death."

The effortless appearance lifted him up like a snowflake.

"Senior brother!" Seeing Mo Xiuyi's dangerous situation, the other disciples became anxious and rushed up together.

However, disciples of their level, who are Xuan Ye's opponents, were blown away by Xuan Ye with a gust of wind before they rushed forward, spit blood, and landed on the surrounding snow all over the ground flowering.

As for Xuan Ye, he didn't even give him a look.

Mo Xiuyi felt that his throat was about to burst, but he couldn't fight back at all, and his fair cheeks turned crimson purple.

The blood in Xuan Ye's eyes grew red, and the strength of his hand became heavier. At that moment, he almost heard the sound of the throat bone bursting!
(End of this chapter)