Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 805 Destined to live only one person!
Chapter 805: Destined to live only one person!
"What evidence is there?" Nalan Xueyi said indifferently, her eyes were quiet, she kept looking at Ling Xiyue.

Ling Xiyue hurriedly said, "I asked, and Xuan Ye said it himself. He didn't do it, and there must be other twists and turns. The most urgent thing now is to search for the survivors and find out the truth. It won't be too late to investigate!"

Xuan Ye's thin lips curled up with a scornful arc, and he gave a light "sneer".

What are you talking about?He doesn't need anyone else to believe it either!But these words came out of her mouth very pleasantly, he liked it very much and didn't mind listening to it again.

Nalan Xueyi's black pupils were deep, and he looked at the nervous girl in front of him for a long, long time.

"The devil's words cannot be trusted, Miss Huangfu, don't be fooled by him!"

"That's right, aren't ghosts doing such unconscionable things?"

"What else is there to say!"

……

The Snow Clan disciples were filled with righteous indignation, and they all spoke in cold voices.

She even had some opinions on Ling Xiyue. She didn't understand why she kept defending a big devil who killed people without blinking an eye. If this was serious, it would be a great crime of treason!

In response to everyone's questioning, Ling Xiyue remained silent for a while, and kept looking into Nalan Xueyi's eyes.

As if affected by Nalan Xueyi's indifferent attitude, everyone's accusations gradually fell silent.

The surroundings were deep in silence, the snow was falling, Nalan Xueyi also looked into Ling Xiyue's eyes quietly, so silent that it was almost suffocating, and Ling Xiyue could hardly bear to look at her for so long, the man said lightly, " Yue'er, do you trust him that much? What does he say? "

Only Nalan Xueyi knew that Ling Xiyue did not choose him. Everything she did just now was to protect Xuan Ye and defend Xuan Ye. She was afraid that he would hurt Xuan Ye and that they would misunderstand Xuan Ye.

He is the one who was abandoned...

She wants to explain to him instead of Xuan Ye, in what capacity?
Facing Nalan Xueyi's eyes full of pain, Ling Xiyue froze suddenly.

It wasn't just because of Nalan Xueyi's off-point questioning.

Also because, this sounds very familiar sentence!

It's just that the person who spoke didn't seem to be him.

Things in this world are like a reincarnation, the words of the man's frantic questioning are still in my ears, and at this moment they faintly sounded, "Yue'er, do you trust him that much, and you trust Nalan Xueyi so deeply?"

It's just that, who said it?
There was a sharp pain in Ling Xiyue's head, as if a steel needle had pierced her temple in vain, causing her to stagger, and she suddenly fell to the snow beside her with her head in her arms.

"Xiyue!"

"Moon."

Xuan Ye's blood pupils tightened suddenly, and he flew over.

The ice-covered indifference in Nalan Xueyi's eyes was instantly cracked, a look of worry appeared, and she flew away like the wind.

"Xiyue!" But Xuan Ye, who was a little closer, took a quick step forward and caught the limp and fallen man.

And the person fell into his hands, how could he let Nalan Xueyi touch it?Looking at Ling Xiyue nervously, without raising his head, he immediately raised his hand and swept it out, meeting the hand that Nalan Xueyi was about to reach out.

The palms faced each other, and there was a loud "boom"!
A circle of frightening wind is like ripples in water, but the speed of spreading out is extremely fast, shaking the snowflakes all over the sky, turning into water mist, and shaking Nalan Xueyi's ink hair Dance, fly backwards.

"Snow suit!"

"Little Lord--"

The people of the Snow Clan were worried about meeting them.

Nalan Xueyi landed on the ground, except that his clothes and hair were slightly messy, there was nothing unusual. Even his masters didn't know when his kung fu had reached such a state.

It can be said that it is on par with Ling Xiyue!
But Ling Xiyue possessed hundreds of years of skill from the high priest of the Huangfu family!

"Xiyue, what's the matter?" Xuan Ye hugged the girl in his arms tightly, saw her distorted face in pain, and quickly transferred the crimson power from him into her body, soothing her with a low hoarse voice, "It's okay Yes, it's all right."

No matter how angry she was, angry that she chose Nalan Xueyi just now, but in the end, as long as she frowned a little, he could go to her side regardless of everything.

But it was also because of the power of the blood curse in his body, a faint crimson power lingered all over his body, and Xuan Ye immediately felt the impact that was about to break through the limit of his control, making him follow closely and tremble violently.

But this time, Xuan Tianji saw it clearly.

Enduring the pain, the old man sternly shouted, "Xue Yi, don't miss this opportunity, kill this devil quickly!"

Nalan Xueyi looked at the white-clothed girl in Xuan Ye's arms, the gloom in her black pupils grew deeper and deeper, and finally turned into endless darkness, she danced her snow-white sleeves, and the jade flute in her hand had been replaced by Long sword, "Kill."

Following this order, hundreds of experts from the Snow Clan flew up, either forming a battle formation or single-handedly charging towards the ghost clan, the ice swords in their hands shone silvery white everywhere, like frost and snow falling from the sky.

Severe pain hit her head in bursts, making Ling Xiyue's mind muddled and her whole body paralyzed.

As soon as he regained his composure, the entire valley was caught in a melee.

The blood was rampant, and the murderous aura was soaring.

As for Nalan Xueyi, the ice-cast long sword in his hand pointed directly at Xuan Ye, his sleeves fluttered slightly with the frost and snow, and the icy light of the sword reflected in Ling Xiyue's eyes, causing her clear eyes to sting, followed by her heart. Tighten sharply.

There are little spots of flying snow falling between the man's beautiful brows, the beauty is brilliant, but silent.

The man's voice was as cold as ice, his thin lips parted slightly, and he said word by word, "Bei Chenyan, you and I are destined to only live as one. This is our fate, we cannot escape, we cannot avoid it."

He tried to struggle, but he was still going to be tricked by fate after all.

"No!" Ling Xiyue grabbed Xuan Ye's hand and held on tightly.

If the blood curse on Xuan Ye's body breaks out, not only Xue Yi, but everyone here will die!

At this time, she just wanted to stop the unnecessary fight between the two parties, she didn't want to see anyone get hurt, but she couldn't really understand the meaning of Nalan Xueyi's words.

What he said was Bei Chenyan, not Xuan Ye.

It's just that Nalan Xueyi's voice was very weak, Ling Xiyue, who was suffering from a headache, didn't hear it, but Xuan Ye heard it, and his eyes fluctuated for a while before returning to silence.

Seem to understand, not to understand.

"You—" Ling Xiyue's eyes stared fiercely, but before the word "dare" could be said, Xuan Ye pressed down on her soft acupoint and took off the force.

After her body softened, the moment she let go of her hand, she threw her hand into the Snow Clan disciples.

Several Snow Clan disciples caught Ling Xiyue, quickly protected her to the rear, and protected her firmly without any hesitation.

Although people in the Snow Clan have a little prejudice against Ling Xiyue because of her efforts to protect Xuan Ye, she is still the future queen of the Xue Clan, the emperor of the Huangfu Clan, and she gets along very well with the Xue Clan. Impossible to ignore.

Ling Xiyue was already limp and unable to control herself because of the waves of severe pain hitting deep in her head, and Xuan Ye took off her strength. At this moment, she couldn't raise her spirit even with the slightest bit of internal strength, so she could only stare angrily.

"Hmm..." Ling Xiyue covered her head violently and moaned, all kinds of strange images flickered in her mind!

Xuan Ye turned around slowly, the corners of his black robe fluttered, and his long dark red hair danced wildly, facing the man in white frost, separated from the disciples of the two clans in the melee.

Before the real fight, the thick murderous aura has already filled this valley!

(End of this chapter)