Chapter 1320 Between The Wind And Snow
"Can't find the two of them... what should I do next?"
The knight took everyone from the Shangxie Society and searched around Shicheng, but they didn't find any trace of Si Xiaonan and Leng Xuan.
"Maybe they have something to do, so I left first." An Qingyu pondered, "However, in Si Xiaonan's state, she should be..."
He didn't say the remaining half of the sentence. After all, the two ghosts and gods introduced into the body, plus the soul binding after Loki's death, no matter how you look at it, Si Xiaonan couldn't survive.
Everyone was silent for a long time, and their expressions were a little heavy.
"Now is not the time to mourn, we still have unfinished tasks." A special envoy said calmly, "Loki is dead, and the barrier between the 'Circle of Man' and Asgard should have been broken...we can go straight up. "
"Yes, Memorial and Seven Nights are still in Asgard, and it should be messed up there now."
Cao Yuan nodded immediately, "Let's hurry up."
Everyone set off immediately and rushed straight to the passage between the "circle of people" and Asgard.
Not long after running, Pangpang, who was walking in the last hundred miles, suddenly slipped under his feet, and an ancient stone brick that had existed for an unknown amount of time suddenly broke through several fine cracks.
These cracks are intertwined with each other. At first glance, there is no meaning, as if they were simply crushed, but if you look closely, you will find a distinctive rhythm...
Baili Chubby glanced at his feet from the corner of his eye, and his eyes suddenly froze.
"Eternal Life Pill?" He stood there in a daze, whispering to himself,
"All immortality and immortality are born... Could it be that the catastrophe is finally coming?"
Baili Pangpang stood there like a sculpture, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh... His expression seemed a little helpless.
"Fatty!" Cao Yuan shouted seeing that Baili Pangpang hadn't left yet.
Baili Pangpang took a last look at the gravel pattern, stomped it into powder, and scattered it into the air along with the yellow sand.
"Here we come!" He responded and hurried forward.
...
fog.
An unnamed snow mountain.
In the dead and pale world, Si Xiaonan's eyelashes trembled slightly, shaking off flakes of snow.
Her eyes slowly opened, deep in her eyes was a deep daze...
"I..." Si Xiaonan stared blankly at the familiar world in front of him, seemingly puzzled as to why he could still wake up.
At this moment, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the corpse wrapped in ice and snow beside her, and her pupils shrank suddenly!
She was stunned for a while, and then, as if she was crazy, she suddenly got up from the ground and rushed to his side in a stumbling manner.
"Leng Xuan?! Leng Xuan!!!" Si Xiaonan hugged his body, shaking it constantly, a bone-chilling chill came from his fingertips, his body was as stiff as ice.
Her face was pale, and she kept calling Leng Xuan's name,
"Eternal Life Pill...Eternal Life Pill?!" Si Xiaonan stared blankly at the scene in front of her, and quickly understood what happened. She turned her head and saw several Xingshen Pills on the ground that had been frozen into ice slag, like a lightning strike. .
What Leng Xuan ate was never the Eternal Life Pill... but the Xinshen Pill he begged from the God of Forging.
He gave himself the Immortal Pill.
"No... I won't let you die, I won't let you die!" Si Xiaonan hugged Leng Xuan's body, muttering to himself like a demon, she roared, and the surging divine power exploded, knocking the top of the snow mountain to the ground. All the snowflakes splashed in all directions!
Countless black silk threads stretched out from her body, intertwined into tricks, blooming with mysterious light.
The tricks dissipated one after another, Si Xiaonan's red eyes stared at Leng Xuan in her arms, but no matter how she pushed the tricks, Leng Xuan's body did not recover at all...
Tricks can deceive short history, but they are not omnipotent.
Even Rocky in his heyday can only rewrite the history of more than 40 seconds ago, and Leng Xuan's death has been longer than this time...
Countless tricks were disillusioned all over Si Xiaonan's body, her fists clenched tightly, and with a roar of rage, she smashed heavily to the ground!
boom--! !
Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, the snow mountain collapsed suddenly, and the tumbling avalanche flooded the ground below, like a loud thunder, echoing in the valley.
Si Xiaonan hugged Leng Xuan, kneeling on nothingness, hot tears dripped on the surface of the frosty corpse, smudged with ripples.
"God of trickery... eternal life... what do I want these for?!" Si Xiaonan was like a child who had lost everything, crying and roaring heartbreakingly in the snowy sky,
When the flying snowflakes gradually drifted back to the valley, and the world fell into dead silence again, Si Xiaonan slowly pressed his forehead into Leng Xuan's arms,
Choking, muttering to himself:
"I... don't want to go home alone..."
The cold wind whimpered, and the mist drifted.
In a messy snow mountain valley, Si Xiaonan held Leng Xuan's body and cried for a long time before slowly standing up.
She wiped away the freeze-dried tears on her cheeks, bit her lip, groped behind Leng Xuan's waist for a moment, and took out a metal box the size of a cigarette case.
"Leng Xuan...you feel wronged inside for a while, I have to do something, and then I will take you home..." She looked at Leng Xuan with a pale face, and said softly.
She opened the [Mobile Arsenal], and was about to put Leng Xuan's body in it, but her movements stopped.
She hesitated for a moment, then took off the blood-stained black windbreaker that Leng Xuan was wearing, and put it on herself.
"Look, Leng Xuan..." Si Xiaonan rubbed the collar of his windbreaker, muttering to himself, "I will make Asgard pay the price..."
Si Xiaonan touched the metal box with her fingertips, and a faint light flashed, and Leng Xuan's body was put into it. She carefully put the [Mobile Arsenal] into her arms and put it away. She turned her head slowly, and looked at someone in the mist. direction.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous intent flickered in her cold eyes.
The blood-stained black windbreaker danced wildly with the wind, Si Xiaonan stepped out in the air, outlined by countless black silk threads, her figure instantly disappeared into the wind and snow.
