The Growth Plan of the Otherworldly Boss [System]

Xu Mi De Si Xuan pointed out that he wanted to take people to the glacier line to take shelter temporarily, but unexpectedly encountered an avalanche while passing through the snow mountain.Countless snow waves rushed down the mountain, sweeping the crowd.Amidst the wailing, boulders rolled down one after another, and the rumbling sound was comparable to thunder.

On the plain white snow, the dark red blood bleeds, and accumulates into depression after depression of amber.Some people had their skulls shattered before they could cry and howled, and they died in the underworld.

Some had slightly better luck and were only buried alive.For example, Xu Mi and Ah Luo, siblings embraced each other and hid under the rock, so as not to lose their brains.But they are not lucky. Compared with instant death, being buried in the darkest underground is more desperate.

When Chen Chuan and Si Xuan arrived, the sky was silent.The snow waves trapped the living, and also buried countless corpses in a miserable state of death.The tragic scene just now seemed to have never happened, and there was only a dead silence.

In an instant, the corners of Chen Chuan's eyes were scarlet.He flew into the snow, digging down with all his strength, and actually grabbed a hand.He seemed to see the dawn, and said repeatedly: "I will save you, I can save you..."

Si Xuan couldn't bear it, so he cast a spell to separate the snow layer.When the snow waves faded, Chen Chuan took a closer look and found that it was a young girl.Even until she died, she stretched out her hands towards the sky, begging for a chance of life.

Chen Chuan saw the gloomy sky reflected in her dark eyes.

Apart from her, there were more mutilated corpses. They died in embarrassment and haste, not even the word "decent".

Chen Chuan knelt on the snow, as if drained of strength: "Rong Hui, what exactly do you want?"

"Chen Chuan, there are still people alive under the snow."

A deep and ethereal voice rang in my ears, like water drops falling into a deep pool, bursting out echoes.

Chen Chuan's eyes froze, and he twitched the long knife and swung it in the direction of the sound.It's a pity that his saber cuts are constantly illusory and low-pitched.

Chen Chuan faintly heard the threat, and asked angrily, "What exactly do you want?"

"As long as you sharpen the Wusui, I will let the survivors live."

As soon as this remark came out, not to mention Chen Chuan, even Si Xuan was extremely shocked.They looked at each other, not knowing what Rong Hui was planning, and no one responded.

"Kill him, you will have revenge, and I will clean up the family, so that the Qifeng tribe will not be wiped out. Isn't it killing three birds with one stone?"

Unknowingly, Chen Chuan gripped the Moro Gold Knife tightly, but still refused to speak.

"I want you to carry Wu Sui's head up to the Snow Mountain Altar."

The author has something to say: First of all, I wish all the folks who are about to take the college entrance examination success! ! !

Some people have a bad life and will become stronger and stronger,

Some people have a bad life, but they vent their anger on others

The second one is inferior in terms of personality

As for Yun Qiao, if she couldn't ask for it, she would vent her grievances on Si Xuan, Chen Chuan, and A Hu, seek refuge in Rong Hui, and betray Moluo City.

So, don't do things that are not self-respecting, even if you don't feel good about doing them, and you are complacent, then you will immediately be inferior to others

☆、68、Wu Sui went to the grave to pay homage to his friends

68. Wu Sui Goes to the Grave to Worship Friends

Wu Sui saw with his own eyes that heavy snow capsized Yinrong City, and a hundred years of painstaking efforts were in vain.The most solemn and prosperous place in the snowy area in the past has turned into a dead city.

The vast white snow flooded the city, and occasionally the eaves collapsed, making a dull sound.

Wu Sui looked at all this and burned all inside, as if he was in purgatory.

"Rong Hui!" An angry shout resounded through the snowfield, every word was trembling, squeezed out from the teeth groove.

Compared with death, he is more afraid of the current situation - his believers will die because of him, and his city will be destroyed because of him.

Time and time again, always powerless.

"Chong Yan."

The bitter cold wind carried the voice of calling, and reached Wu Sui's ears.Wu Sui's eyes flickered, and a glint appeared in his palm: "Rong Hui, it really is you."

The gust of wind blows up the snow, gradually congealing into a human form, but it is not easy to obscure the real body.In the wind and snow, his voice was ethereal: "Betraying the gods, this is the price."

Wu Sui suppressed the overwhelming hatred, and asked him in a deep voice: "I am the one who betrayed you, what does it have to do with Yinrong City?"

"It's the lightest punishment for them to die because of you. Someone will take your head for me." Rong Hui's words were calm and natural, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter.

"You probably don't know that I'm not afraid of death—"

Wu Sui was completely irritated by his natural appearance, raised his sword and walked away, hitting the human figure condensed by the wind and snow.Even if it's not Rong Hui's real body, even if it can only hurt [-]%, Wu Sui is willing to give it a go.

The tragedy of Yinrong City was right in front of his eyes, his calmness and self-control turned into a cloud of smoke, and he finally lost his mind.Time and time again, it was because of tolerance that his fate fell apart.

New hatred and old hatred surged into his heart together, like a storm beating his chest.Wu Sui pierced the human figure formed by the wind and snow with his long sword, slashed horizontally with one hand, and cast a spell with the other, shaking the snow away immediately.

The human form dissipated, leaving only the howling cold wind.Wu Sui looked around and saw nothing unusual.

Unexpectedly, in an instant, there was a gust of wind blowing up the snow and ice, and silently congealed into a human form, standing behind Wu Sui.

Wu Sui seemed to have sensed it, and Fang wanted to turn around and strike, but he was a little too slow in the end, and was wrapped around the neck by the figure.

"Look at you, a gnat can shake a tree, and you can't control yourself." Rong Hui restrained Wu Sui with one hand, and lightly tapped the center of his brow with the other, to find out his deepest obsession.

For Rong Hui, Wu Sui is an interesting plaything.However, Rong Hui doesn't like playthings beyond his control, and since he knew Wu Sui had a disobedient heart, he has become more and more incomprehensible to this person.

Rong Hui saw that deep in Wu Sui's consciousness, there was a boy who carved a wooden sword, and the Vulcan who carried him down the snow mountain when he was a child.

The truth was unexpected, Rong Hui realized that what Wu Sui was obsessed with was never power and divine power.What he is obsessed with are the two indelible people in his life, and the deepest belief in his heart.

"Boring." Rong Hui snorted coldly, threw away the seriously injured Wu Sui, and scattered with the wind.

Wu Sui had a splitting headache and lay flat on the vast snowfield, looking at the dark sky.Scenes of the past that Rong Hui saw were also unfolding before his eyes.

There were too many sufferings in his past, accompanied by blood and tears, and sporadic laughter, it is really unbearable to look back.

When Chen Chuan and Si Xuan came, what they saw was this scene.

Chen Chuan frowned, and walked forward step by step: "It turns out that Yinrong City also—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Aye stumbling over, kneeling in front of the city gate with ashen face: "How did this happen? How did Yinrong City become like this?"

"It's an avalanche." Chen Chuan lamented that innocent people were buried under the snow, and his voice trembled when he spoke, "It's your god of tolerance who got angry."

"Impossible...how could God Rong Hui treat believers like this?" Aye couldn't believe it, but the scene in front of her made her believe it.

Wu Sui never expected that Aye was not in the city. Seeing her safe now, he decided to arrange his own way out: "Aye, follow Long Che to Tianyan City."

The reason why Aye and Longche survived was because Wu Sui hadn't returned for many days, and they searched for him together.

Aye has a bit of a strong temperament and a persistent nature, so he is absolutely unwilling to abandon Wu Sui: "I swear that I will follow the high priest all my life, how can I break my promise?"

But Wu Sui made up his mind: "Yinrong City no longer exists, and can no longer protect you."

"Long Che, take her away."

Long Che frowned, but did not respond.He would never disobey Wu Sui, but this time, he couldn't obey orders: "I also want to be by your side."

"Yinrong City has been punished by heaven, you should worry about Mingyu Ice Lake." Wu Sui looked at him and said word by word, "As for me, you don't need to worry about it."

Long Che really couldn't leave Mingyu Ice Lake behind, and fell into a dilemma for a while.

"Go." Wu Sui turned around and looked at Chen Chuan and Si Xuan, "I think you must have something to say when you come here."

"Yes, but not here." In the Snowy Region, there is nowhere to escape Rong's eyes, but there is one place that is absolutely safe.

Wu Sui instantly understood what he meant, and said with a smile, "Lead the way."

Chen Chuan and Si Xuan looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and took him to the underground palace of Moluo City.In the underground palace, Fan Sheng's tomb is also sealed.

Chen Chuan led Wu Sui forward alone, and stopped in front of a stone gate: "This is the place you have never found."

Wu Sui was suspicious, vaguely saw the handwriting engraved on the stone door, raised his hand to wipe off the dust, and finally saw the truth——

"The retreating place of the gods." Wu Sui muttered out while frowning.

At this moment, there were mixed feelings in his heart, guilt, sorrow, and feelings merged into a monstrous water wave, completely submerging him.In this unspeakable relationship, he even had the illusion of reunion after a long absence.

It was a long time later that Wu Sui said this, and there was a slight tremor in the words: "It's Fan Sheng's tomb."

Chen Chuan looked at the words that were deeply embedded in the stone gate, as if each stroke was engraved in his heart: "Even until he was dying, Fan Sheng's faith never weakened at all, and even the tomb is not allowed to be watched by the gods."

After a long time, Wu Sui calmed down a little, and asked aloud, "Is his remains inside?"

Chen Chuan couldn't help sighing: "Fan Sheng swore too much before he died. In order to make this place no gods can enter, even the bones disappeared."

Hearing these words, Wu Fan was no longer surprised, as if everything was expected: "He has been resolute all his life." After finishing speaking, he pushed open the stone door first and walked into the tomb.

The stone door splashed away the dust, opened slowly with a low groan, and also opened up Wu Sui's dusty past.

The dark corridor is so long, as if he had lived a lonely life for a hundred years.In the end, Wu Sui stood still in front of the tomb until Chen Chuan lit the lamp inside.

The dim light of the fire came out, illuminating a section of corridor in front of the door.Wu Sui stood still, his heart was surging, and he suddenly saw the fire, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

The so-called closer to the hometown is more timid, probably only people like them who have experienced the world will know.

"Come in." Chen Chuan held up the oil lamp and looked at him, with flames shining in his eyes, shining like stars.

The murals are all about Fansheng's past, but there are no bones in the openable coffin.

Wu Sui carefully looked at each mural, and finally, his eyes fell on the empty coffin: "I never thought that the situation would be like this today."

Chen Chuan didn't know whether he was referring to Yinrong City or Fansheng, so he pondered for a while before responding: "The story has not come to an end, and no one knows the ending."

"Tell me, what are you planning?" His mood seemed to have calmed down, and he returned to his previous stern and reserved appearance.

Chen Chuan didn't want to hide anything, and replied bluntly: "Rong Hui threatened me with Qi Feng's tribe and ordered me to take your head."

Wu Sui was not surprised, but asked Chen Chuan with a smile: "Even if Rong Hui doesn't want to coerce you, why don't you kill me?"

Today's Chen Chuan is more straightforward than in the past: "I will kill you, but the essence is different."

Wu Sui sneered, and only asked him, "It's a joke, you're going to kill him, what's the reason?"

Chen Chuan was surprised to find that Wu Sui was not angry at all, and he was seriously injured, and he didn't even intend to resist.

Wu Sui's eyes lit up, and he took the initiative to say to Chen Chuan, "I think you brought me here not just to talk about this."

"Yes, I still have a lot of things I want to ask you." When Chen Chuan realized that Wu Sui had betrayed Rong Hui, he had already planted a guess in his heart, "Is it because you forced Si Xuan to grant the Fire God Seal to resist Rong Hui? "

"Yes." Wu Sui has no scruples here, shielding his eyes and ears, "I'm thinking, maybe Vulcan has the power to fight against him."

Chen Chuan suddenly realized: "You want to try it on yourself first, to see if the Vulcan seal can resist the cold seal?"

Wu Sui nodded: "This method is enough to get a glimpse of the difference in strength between them."

Chen Chuan said: "Si Xuan once told me that if he is compared with Rong Hui, he is only a baby."

"But don't forget that they are born to restrain each other, and Si Xuan has the upper hand." Wu Sui is proficient in spells, far more than Chen Chuan.

If it is feasible, you can give it a try, this is what Chen Chuan thinks in his heart.As for Wu Sui, these years of hypocrisy and arrogance really imply painstaking efforts.Unfortunately, no amount of hard work could wash away his sins.

While walking around, Wu Sui saw the armor and mask lying quietly in the coffin, both of which were the relics of Fan Sheng, and suddenly said: "If you want my head on my neck, you can take it according to your ability. But, I want you to put it on. Fan Sheng armor, put on the Fan Sheng mask."

Chen Chuan rejected his request: "I'm not Fansheng, I'm Chen Chuan. I want to kill you to avenge Moluo City and my first child."

"Of course you are not him, you are not the same as him at all." Wu Sui was very sober, and would never recognize Chen Chuan as Fansheng again, "But you are only qualified to be with me as the successor of Fansheng's last wish." A battle."

What is the reason for this?

Chen Chuan couldn't help smiling wryly, and he really put on the golden beast chain mail and the glaring painted vajra mask.

But for a moment, the time of a hundred years seems to be rewinding in an instant, Wu Sui's eyes flickered, and he suddenly flashed his sword: "It's time to make a break between you and me."

Fansheng, I'm sorry.

Chen Chuan said these words silently in his heart, drew his sword out of its sheath, and went straight to Wu Sui.

Between the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword, dust was splashed.The two of them fought fiercely like beasts, they used all their strength to kill each move, each move was a killing move.

Wherever the blade touched, the tomb murals peeled off one after another, killing the distant past into dust and mud.

Wu Sui held the Moluo golden knife, looked at the mask that was close at hand, and said with a lot of thoughts: "Chen Chuan, you have reached this point, if Fan Sheng's remnants are still alive, you will not be disappointed."

Chen Chuan turned his wrist and turned around, breaking away from Wu Sui's restraint: "It's a pity that you have been seriously injured, and your strength is not as good as before."

Wu Sui saw it clearly: "Time is fate, if I die in your hands today, I will not blame others."

Chen Chuan sneered and said nothing, and then used the ultimate move.Sensing his master's killing intent, Mo Luo Jin Dao suddenly became golden.Wu Sui had already assumed a horizontal sword posture, but at the moment when the blade struck, he suddenly spread his arms.

The moment the Moro Golden Knife sank into his chest, Chen Chuan heard the sound of his heart breaking.Warm blood splashed out, staining the angry King Kong mask red.

Behind the mask, Chen Chuan stared blankly in disbelief: "Why?"

It's obviously possible to fight, why deliberately ask for death?

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Mid-Autumn Festival is very busy

First of all, I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

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I counted, Wu Sui Mid-Autumn Festival happened to be the Mid-Autumn Festival

To do something wrong is to do something wrong, even if you have difficulties, you should not harm others because of your difficulties

Although I like you very much, you still go, Wu Suier, I will eat a rice dumpling for you during the Mid-Autumn Festival

☆, 69, Wu Sui, go all the way

69, Wu Sui, go all the way

Wu Sui's dark pupils blurred, reflecting the ferocious glaring King Kong mask.He raised his hand slowly, wanting to take off the mask, but stopped hesitantly.

The past overlaps with the present. On the shore of Mingyu Ice Lake, in the tomb of Moluo City, the same Moluo golden knife pierced the same chest.For a moment, he couldn't tell the difference between memory and reality.

In the end, it was Chen Chuan who took off the mask with his own hands, revealing his true face: "It's not Fansheng."

One sentence broke all expectations and illusions, Wu Sui's pupils shrank suddenly, and he tightly grasped Chen Chuan's wrist holding the knife: "If he dies under the Moluojin knife, I will pay him back."

Wu Sui's life is like a dark and long nightmare, the people and things in the past have disappeared, and he is the only one who bears the painful past alone.His tribe died because of him, his friends died because of him, and a hundred years later, even his believers died because of him.

But now, a hundred-year dream has finally awakened from the big dream.

Wu Sui looked at Chen Chuan, and a smile appeared on his blood-stained lips: "I bear the ice-cold mark, and I will fall into the ice-cold purgatory after I die. It's also considered retribution, and you should be satisfied."

Chen Chuan shook his head, frowned and said, "It's not me who is satisfied, but the thousands of prisoners who were sacrificed to the gods by you."

"I don't think it's wrong to kill a few people to protect the peace of thousands of people from the beginning to the end." Wu Sui never came to his senses until his death, and refuted the atrocities he committed in his life.

"Using living people to sacrifice to the gods in exchange for a night of peace is tantamount to drinking poison to quench thirst." Chen Chuan sighed that Wu Sui was on the verge of death, and he still didn't understand the reason. above."

Wu Sui suddenly coughed lightly, and blood gushed from his lips again: "I'm about to die, why bother arguing with you? If Fan Sheng hasn't been reincarnated, I'd like to have a fight with him under Jiuyuan."

"Unfortunately, it's no longer possible..."

Chen Chuan suddenly understood that ever since Wu Sui knew the reason of Fan Sheng's death, he had already had the heart to pay life for life.

This person is both pathetic and hateful.Chen Chuan was full of emotions, until the hand holding the handle of the knife was numb, and he couldn't make any more killing moves.

"Why are you still hesitating?" Wu Sui clenched his wrist and charged towards him, exhausting his last strength, "If you want to kill, don't hesitate."

Chen Chuan watched helplessly as the blade penetrated an inch further, completely piercing Wu Sui's front and back chest.The blood splashed again, bloomed into flowers on Wu Sui's chest, and fell on Chen Jian's cheek, which was so hot that it was almost like a flame.

It turns out that this kind of person also has a flame hidden in his heart.

Chen Chuan watched him gradually fall against the wall, his blood-stained lips moved for a long time before he spoke the last words.

Chen Chuan thought it was talking to him, and leaned forward, but only heard two words——

"Vansheng..."

What kind of obsession is so deep that it lasts for a hundred years and never stops until death?

Chen Chuan had no memory of Fan Sheng, so he couldn't help being shocked by it: "I will use his coffin to bury you."

"And, your wishes, I will fulfill them myself."

Unable to answer any more, Wu Sui suddenly closed his eyes and fell into an eternal sleep.Finally, this nightmare life came to an end.

"Fansheng, I'm sorry." Chen Chuan looked at the Moluo Jindao stained with Wu Sui's blood, and murmured, "I have to kill him."

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[System prompt: kill Wu Sui, get a large amount of experience points: 1800]

[System prompt: Current cumulative experience value: 8800, cumulative attack value: 88]

Chen Chuan's body was covered in blood, and he walked slowly, staggering step by step.Behind him was a winding trail of blood, like a blood snake.He walked out slowly along the bloodstained road until he saw Si Xuan.

Wu Sui's head was wrapped in white cloth, and the blood soaked the linen sheet, and rolled down one by one like coral beads, accumulating on the ground into a bright red lake.

For a while, Si Xuan didn't know how to comfort him.Even if Chen Chuan doesn't admit that he is Fansheng, he still can't let go of his regret, it's destined.

Chen Chuan let go of the long knife and head in his hand, suddenly hugged Si Xuan tightly, and asked wearily, "I'm not Fan Sheng, so why does my heart hurt?"

"Since you know the past, you are destined not to stay out of it." Si Xuan put his palm on his chest - only an inch away from the heart, "because as long as the heart doesn't stop, there will always be pain."

Chen Chuan's new trend gradually calmed down, and there was only a deep sigh on his lips.Si Xuan didn't say much, just quietly accompanied him.

"He and Fan Sheng shouldn't have ended up like this." Chen Chuan felt very regretful, "They all regard Rong Hui as a deadly enemy, and they can clearly join forces..."

Si Xuan understood the rules here better, and only said: "Because belief is a natural barrier and a gap, no matter who is in power, it is doomed to be unable to quell the dispute."

"So, what about me? Can I really fulfill Fan Sheng and Wu Sui's unfulfilled wish?" Chen Chuan suddenly became confused, not knowing whether this was a game or a cold reality.

If it is true, why does the system keep prompting?If it is illusory, why is the pain so real?

All of a sudden, in the huge underground palace, there was as dead silence as a tomb.

Suddenly, a burst of chaotic footsteps gradually approached.Aye walked in recklessly, looking at Chen Chuan whose armor was stained with blood, he stopped suddenly, his almond eyes widened: "Where is Master Wu Sui?"

An ominous premonition invaded her, Aye's eyes moved down, and he saw the Morro gold knife falling on the ground, and the head wrapped in linen.There is no need to open it to see what happened. Chen Chuan is there, Si Xuan is there, but Wu Sui is not. The answer is self-evident.

Aye didn't even dare to take a second look at the head on the ground, and broke down in tears: "You killed him...you killed him!"

Chen Chuan wiped away the blood on the Moro Golden Knife, as if falling asleep: "He gave back his life to Fan Sheng."

"You mean, Lord Wu Sui wants to die with all his heart?" Aye naturally didn't believe it, no one would believe that such an arrogant and powerful person would also want to die.

Chen Chuan remained silent, put the knife back into its sheath, raised his head and walked out.

Aye stopped in front of him and asked sharply: "What are you going to do? What are you going to do with his head?"

Shattering the bone and turning the ashes, or flogging the corpse for three days?Aye couldn't bear to continue talking, and didn't dare to think about it.

Seeing Aye blocking the way, Si Xuan immediately restrained her, and said to Chen Chuan, "You go to the snow mountain to save people first."

"Let her go, I'm giving Wu Sui a favor." The Qifeng tribe was still buried under the snow, and time was running out. After Chen Chuan explained, he left in a hurry.

After Chen Chuan left, Si Xuan stopped and let the woman fall to the ground.When Aye was crying, he still stared at Si Xuan fiercely: "Where is his body?"

Si Xuan pointed at the stone gate, and only said, "Behind the stone gate."

Aye stumbled towards the corridor, but Si Xuan said behind him: "If I were you, I would never go to see him now."

Aye was startled, but finally stopped, turned around and looked at Si Xuan: "Why?"

Si Xuan replied: "Wu Sui was arrogant and self-sufficient for a lifetime, but he ended up decapitated. I think he didn't want his former subordinates to see such a miserable scene."

"Furthermore, inside is the tomb of Fan Sheng, which cannot be seen by the gods. It is a rare and pure place in the world."

"You go in hastily, but it's a nuisance."

"Fansheng's tomb..." Hearing these words, Aye seemed to have lost all his strength, and fell to the ground leaning against the stone wall like soft mud. "What is he seeking all his life? Could it be possible for a hundred years of painstaking efforts to provide a place for a Fansheng?" Sheng and give up?"

Wu Sui's thoughts are as deep as the ocean and unfathomable, even though she has followed Wu Sui until now, she has never really understood it.

In fact, not to mention Aye, who is as transparent as Si Xuan, he only suddenly realized it today.

"What he wants is actually very simple, to kill Rong Hui, to avenge the tribe from a hundred years ago, and to avenge Fan Sheng."

"What he wants is also very complicated. He wants to see peace in the snowy land, but also wants to have a long-lasting faith."

"But what he asks for is too much. In this ridiculous place, he shouldn't be so greedy."

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Happy Dragon Boat Festival

☆、Seventy、Chen Chuan Ice and Fire Two Heavens

Seventy, Chen Chuan Ice and Fire Two Heavens

No matter how many people die under the snow, the snow mountain never moves.

Feixue was desolate, circling and flying towards the end of the world.When the snow falls, the sky is always grayish yellow, bleak and gloomy, just like the life of everyone here.

Chen Chuan walked up the snow mountain step by step on the snow, and the strong wind and snow blew away his footprints.The head wrapped in the sackcloth no longer dripped blood, and it was as heavy as a boulder, weighing as much as a thousand catties.

On the snow mountain altar, Chen Chuan raised his head high and said loudly: "Rong Hui, I came as promised, I hope you will keep your promise."

"What's so difficult about this?"

Feixue took the form of a human being, vaguely and unrealistically, but her voice was familiar.Chen Chuan knew that it must be Rong Hui.

The human figure pointed to the northwest, and Chen Chuan looked over, only to see snow waves startled down the mountain.In an instant, the snow splashed everywhere, and countless corpses were buried under every snow.They used to be living people, but now, they can only lie at the foot of the holy mountain and fall into a long sleep.

"It's all gone...all gone..."

Chen Chuan looked down the mountain, on the pale snow, people were only the size of moths.They lay motionless in the snow, unable to wake up from the nightmare.

Chen Chuan knelt in the snow, looking at the corpses lying all over the mountain, his eyes turned red immediately: "What is a human being to you? Just a plaything? Or an ant?"

Even though Chen Chuan asked rudely, Rong Hui never got angry, and said calmly: "In my eyes, you have never been nobler than ants."

After Rong Hui finished speaking, he pointed at Wu Sui's head from a distance, implying sarcasm: "You claim to be the primates of all things, don't you know how to kill each other?"

Rong Hui originally thought that Chen Chuan should be speechless.Unexpectedly, Chen Chuan kept laughing lowly, full of sarcasm and provocation: "Even if you are the head of the gods in the snowy land, you will not be able to break people's hearts and human nature in the end."

Rong Hui doesn't like things that are out of control, and his voice turned cold when he spoke: "What are you laughing at? What do you mean by saying that?"

Chen Chuan slowly released the piece of linen, raised his hand, and threw it towards the cliff: "You know, it is Wu Sui who wants to die, not us killing each other."

The blood-stained white cloth is like a bird with outstretched wings, flying in circles and drifting towards the end of the sky.Chen Chuan held Wu Sui's head high so that Rong Hui could see it clearly.

Wu Sui was dead, and no matter how beautiful his face was in the past, it lost its luster like a gem and suddenly dimmed.But he was smiling until the end of his life, with the corners of his lips twitching lightly, like a nightmare in his life, and finally he was relieved.

Rong Hui boasted that turning his hands into clouds and his hands into rain, but in the end he found that he couldn't control a mortal, so he couldn't help being surprised and angry: "This——"

"Wu Sui is not the only one you can't control?" Chen Chuan thought for a moment, looking back to the cliff, he actually caught a glimpse of a living person——

It was Si Xuan who found the living person, and now he has arrived at the foot of the snow mountain, and he announced it with the seal of Vulcan.

Chen Chuan felt something in his heart, and suddenly laughed loudly: "Even if ordinary people are humble, life is far more tenacious than you imagine."

"Of course, maybe you never understand."

The brief anger passed, and Rong Huifu smiled again: "Interesting, even if Fan Sheng and Wu Sui are put together, they are not as interesting as you alone."

Chen Chuan's heart sank, as if lightning flashed across his mind, he suddenly guessed wildly: "More than a hundred years ago, Wu Sui and Fansheng turned against each other, wasn't it your setup?"

Rong Hui asked noncommittally: "How can you see it?"

"They are sacrifices sent to the snow-capped mountains, and they are playthings in your hands. How easy is it for Si Xuan to take away one?" Sheng became a servant of the gods, and then sat on the sidelines to watch, let them turn against each other and watch the stories for fun."

"You are very smart." Rong Hui's words seemed to admit, "Wu Sui always said that you are not as good as Fan Sheng, but I think you are smarter and more interesting than him."

Chen Chuan finally knew the truth, and all of a sudden, his chest was filled with fury.He shouted angrily: "I will not be your plaything!"

It turned out that the century-old disputes and massacres in this snowy region were all manipulated by Rong Hui.Wu Sui wasted his life, and Fan Sheng died with hatred, all because of Rong Hui's intentional drive.

The high gods hold the prayer wheel of fate in their hands, and ruthlessly push everything to the unpredictable front.Everyone's life and death, honor and disgrace, are just a story in his eyes.

This is the first time that Chen Chuan truly perceives the ruthlessness and coldness of the gods, like an isolated snow mountain.

Rong Hui suddenly asked him back: "Do you think you can escape my palm?"

Chen Chuan was startled, as if realizing something, his face was as cold as ice: "What do you mean?"

As soon as the words fell, the Vulcan seal on the chest suddenly became hot, like a flame burning in the chest cavity, as if it was about to burn all internal organs into ashes.

Chen Chuan let out a cry of pain, and suddenly fell to the snow.But the torment was far more than that, a cold air suddenly appeared, flowing through the heart veins, competing with the invisible flames, vowing to compete.

Chen Chuan only felt that he was in the sea of ​​fire for a moment, and in the ice cellar for a moment, and the pain was unspeakable.

Rong Hui walked forward unhurriedly, leaned over to watch his face distorted by pain, his interest increased suddenly: "You can get what Chong Yan can't get."

After finishing speaking, he tore off Chen Chuan's skirt, and saw that the ice seal had already formed.

"How could this be?" Chen Chuan murmured in pain, looking at the imprint of the snow mountain on his chest in disbelief, "I never swore to follow you..."

"But you offered a sacrifice." Rong Hui pointed at Wu Sui's head as he spoke, and the meaning behind his words was self-evident.

Only then did Chen Chuan realize that this was also Rong Hui's trick, and immediately cursed: "Despicable!"

In an instant, Rong Hui's face was cold, and he looked down at him condescendingly: "You should feel honored."

Chen Chuan looked at Rong Hui viciously, and gritted his teeth in reply: "An honor? It's my misfortune to be chosen by you."

"Really?" Rong Hui snorted coldly, and with a flick of his sleeves, a gust of wind engulfed Chen Chuan's body and dragged him off the cliff, "But soon, you won't think so."

There was a gust of wind whistling beside his ears, and Chen Chuan was falling rapidly, like a bird with broken wings.Soon, he will fall into the abyss, leaving no bones left.

When he was on the verge of death, scenes of the past flashed before his eyes, like a revolving lantern, until finally, staying in a certain afternoon.Si Xuan holds Ah Shuo in his arms, and greets him who just woke up from a nap.

"Chen Chuan—"

Si Xuan stretched out his hand towards him, with a smile in his eyes, even the flame patterns couldn't hide his affection.

Chen Chuan stretched out his hand towards the sky, intending to interlock his fingers with Si Xuan, but when the cold wind passed by his palm, he found that everything was illusory.

This time, it is probably really a farewell.

Chen Chuan closed his eyes and fell into the white snow.

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It was Si Xuan who rescued Xu Mi and Ah Luo, and performed some healing techniques, and then checked their pulse, and found that the two were fine.

Prior to this, the two siblings were already on the verge of death, and they only held on with the last sliver of will to survive.The heavy snow suddenly dispersed, and the sky suddenly appeared above their heads, and they saw Si Xuan's face.

Xumi breathed greedily, the cold breath poured into his lungs, sharp as a knife.But he didn't care about all this, like a fish on the brink of suffocation, with its mouth and nose wide open.

After searching for so long, he finally found two living people. Si Xuan didn't know whether to be relieved or helpless.

The Qifeng tribe was not luckier than Yinrong City, and suffered heavy casualties, almost exterminating the entire clan.

Si Xuan told Chen Chuan with the Vulcan seal that there were still living people in the Qifeng Department, but after a while, there was no response.

Si Xuan suddenly raised his head and looked at the snow-capped mountain, his face turned cold like frost: "Oops!"

"You go to Moluo City to take refuge first, and I will meet Chen Chuan." Si Xuan left these words in a hurry, and then flew away.

The area around the Snow Mountain altar was already empty.Wu Sui's head was placed in the center of the altar, covered with wind and snow.

Who would have thought that the mighty high priest on the White Tower in the past would end in such a dismal end?Even Si Xuan couldn't predict such an ending, which shows that the world is impermanent and gods are hard to judge.

But Si Xuan had no time to express his emotions, and Chen Chuan's disappearance made him extremely anxious.

Si Xuan looked around at the vast expanse of snow, and asked loudly, "Rong Hui, where did you take my people?"

It's a pity that, except for the echo in the snow mountain, there is no one to answer.Rong Hui must have heard it, but he didn't want to answer, or he didn't bother to answer.

Si Xuan couldn't get an answer, so he could only hold his mind firmly, pondered for a while, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "The temple... must be there!"

Last time, Chen Chuan and Wu Sui fell into Rong Hui's temple together, and finally broke through an exit at the foot of the snow mountain, and escaped.Si Xuan searched for the past with his memory, but found that the exit had long since disappeared——

After the two avalanches, layers of snow and rocks piled up, and the exit had already been buried.

The last ray of hope was completely cut off, as if a strong wind blew out the candle flame, Si Xuan felt cold all over his body as if drinking ice.

Could it be that Chen Chuan is really doomed?

He looked at the white eyes, gradually tightened his five fingers in his sleeves, gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I feel three feet away, I will find you."

As soon as the words fell, the palm of Si Xuan suddenly glowed with fire, and now the light was shining, hitting the white snow on the ground.In an instant, thousands of layers of snow flew up like white sand, turning into rain and scattered in all directions.Not to mention the snow, even the rocks couldn't stand the calcination of the fire, and suddenly cracked, the sound was like a muffled thunder.

The snow gradually thinned, and the ice dome suddenly appeared.Si Xuan wanted to break through the dome again, but when his palm touched the ice wall, he felt like being cut by a knife.

Lingling's cold light was like silver frost, Si Xuan sensed it from the air, and realized that it was a spell cast by Rong Hui himself.

It seems that since Chen Chuan and Wu Sui found the "Shengmen", Ronghui has tampered with it and strictly guarded the exit.

This is bad news, but it is also good news - it can be seen that Chen Chuan is indeed imprisoned inside.

Si Xuan looked down, thoughtfully.He used two fingers as pens, and drew a cluster of flame patterns on the palm.In an instant, then