A series of painful cry came from the ice and snow giant's body. The huge body of the ice and snow giant was trembling, as if enduring great pain.

Zhong Wudao flew down and landed on the ice and snow at the giant's feet. He quietly looked at the ice puppet that was trembling more and more violently, without saying a word.

The ice puppet struggled for a long time and finally calmed down slowly. Her huge body gradually shrank, and finally shrank to the size of a normal person. Her graceful figure, charming face, and green skin with crystal light were exactly the same as Yanxue's appearance.

"Yanxue, the ancient demon in the snow, thank you for your awakening!"

Yanxue transformed from the ice and snow giant, leaned over to Zhong Wudao and spoke softly.

"Hahaha! I have become perfect, I... isn't right!"

Zhong Wudao's face changed drastically, and his figure suddenly retreated. He looked at the crystal clear woman in front of him and spoke in a trembling voice.

"You actually have consciousness, you... your three souls are all! That snow demon is your residual soul! You lied to me!"

Yanxue did not pursue, but looked at Zhong Wudao slightly and spoke again.

"He and you destroyed my entire clan and sealed me. If I hadn't split my soul, how could I escape his pursuit? Unfortunately, you didn't listen to him and wanted me to turn into a puppet, and even lifted his talisman to seal me, so that my three souls were reconciled today!"

When Zhong Wudao heard this, he remembered what the man said to him, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, kneeling on the ground and talking to himself.

"Am I wrong? No! I can do what he can do! He is a peerless talent, so too! I don't agree, I don't agree..."

Yanxue smiled gently, looked at Zhong Wudao with a trace of contempt flashed, and picked up a piece of flying snow and waved towards Zhong Wudao.

The snowflakes were light, but they flew straight towards Zhong Wudao, who was kneeling on the ground, seemed to be in a state of madness, and had not yet realized it.

"I don't accept it! You are better than me everywhere. I can do what you can! I can do it too!"

Zhong Wudao suddenly stood up, raised his head to the sky, roaring wildly, turning a deaf ear to the snowflakes that were already here.

Yanxue looked at Zhong Wudao who seemed crazy and was about to step over, but suddenly she was blocked by Zhang Xiaoluo who was carrying the ice coffin.

"Would you like to help me wake up Miji?"

After Zhang Xiaoluo discovered that the person in the temple was not Zhong Wudao, he knew that the Wheel of the Yellow Springs could not make Miji wake up again. Even if he was resurrected, Miji would become a human puppet. This was not what Zhang Xiaoluo wanted.

He thought hard for many days, and finally thought of borrowing the huge ice and snow body underground of the temple and borrowing the infinite vitality that sealed for many years but never died, so he had a glimmer of hope to awaken Miji.

"I wish to use this reincarnation body to awaken my sister in this life and to achieve the cause and effect of this reincarnation!"

Before Jima could speak, a solemn voice suddenly came from behind Zhang Xiaoluo. Jima looked up and saw that it was Fan Hai.

"Fan Hai, my Huang, you..."

"I'm a Shentu!"

Shentu stopped slowly beside Zhang Xiaoluo, looking at the former lover opposite who seemed to have endless words to express to him. The sleeves of the imperial robe were lightly raised, and the snowy royal city that had turned into ruins quickly turned back into its previous form as if it had collapsed. The ice sculptures that had not yet collapsed quickly melted, turned into their original slaves, and began to get busy, as if they had nothing to observe about the ice sculptures.

As the Snowland Royal City recovered as before, the huge ice ditch of the entire Snowland, the collapsed guard city, the falling temple, and countless people in the Snowland who were wailing and shouting also returned to their former appearance.

"My Huang, don't you remember me? I'm Xueer, I..."

Crystal tears flowed out from Jima's eyes. She called out softly toward Fanhai, walked forward and leaned gently in Fanhai's arms.

Shen Tu did not hide, and he waved his sleeves to the snowy sky again. The snow disappeared, and a bright starry sky appeared in the vast snowy sky. Jima lay quietly in Shen Tu's arms, looking at the beautiful and peaceful snowy starry sky with his lover with tears in his eyes.

Three days later, the Snow Wolf Cavalry Guard went to the Snowland King of the Snowland Sixteen Cities to announce the King of the Snowland, the Snowland Jima God, to select the candidate for the Snowland King. He is a little girl about seven or eight years old a year named Miji.

The first queen of the Snowland land sat on the high throne in the Snowland Royal City. The high priest of the Snowland Royal City sitting beside the queen was actually a woman dressed in blue clothes and crystal clear as ice and snow.

Zhang Xiaoluo took Zhong Wudao's head away from the snowy land. He no longer thought about whether this person was Zhong Wudao. Miji woke up, and the rest did not matter.

During this trip to the snowy land, Zhang Xiaoluo's biggest gain was not to get points from the case investigation hall again, but to have a cause and effect with the Shentu of the Underworld.

People from the Yin-Yang lineage attach great importance to cause and effect. Zhang Xiaoluo once formed cause and effect with the other party because the female ghost who was pulled out of the ghost's teeth. He was promoted to the cultivation level of Yin-Yang Tianshi Master, but this cause and effect...

Go and punish Liu Yifan? Zhang Xiaoluo will not give up any extravagant hopes. I won’t talk about the gap in cultivation for now, but his young wife Zhang Yu, who is matched with an evil marriage, cannot spare him.

What's more, the plan to settle the matter by relying on Lao Zhang to end the matter was declared bankrupt due to Lao Zhang's bizarre disappearance.

Zhang Xiaoluo had already vaguely felt that he seemed not a human being, so what exactly was he? Where did he come from? He was eager to find his master and wanted to ask about these things.

At the same time, after experiencing many events in the snowy land, Zhang Xiaoluo no longer wants to experience the heart-wrenching pain that he watched the people around him leave, but he was helpless. And he felt in a dark sense that if someone he cared about had an accident, this person might be the old Zhang head who had no news for a long time!

Zhang Xiaoluo stood at the junction of the snowy land and the wasteland. Behind it was the cold wind mixed with countless snow chips in the snowy land, but in front of him was the mountain wind filled with the unique fishy smell of the wasteland.

He took a deep breath of the mountain wind, which was filled with the fishy smell of the poisonous miasma of the swamp that had never seen the sunlight all year round, and was mixed with a slightly sweet smell of blood.

Zhang Xiaoluo narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and rushed towards the direction where the smell of blood came.

In the depths of the wasteland full of crises, Sikong Lie was running forward quickly. Sikong Lie is a disciple of the Wasteland Taoist Sect. He has been in the Taoist Sect for nearly ten years and is already the best among the younger generation of the Taoist Sect. He was born in the Wasteland Red Witch Clan, and the Red Witch Clan is one of the three dark, red and white veins that are derived from Panpiao, and is also one of the famous tribes among the Wasteland tribes.

Sikong Lie was extremely embarrassed at this time. Most of the black clothes on his body were stained with blood. Because the blood had dried up, it showed a large dark purple color. On his back, there was a sword wound that went straight from his left shoulder to his right waist. The wound turned outward, and as he ran wildly, blood spilled out from time to time, soaking his entire back.

Sikonglie ran wildly while biting his lips. His right arm, which seemed to be covered with a layer of black scales, drooped softly, and shook back and forth from time to time as he ran.

Not far behind Sikong Lie, a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a light green Taoist robe was following. The Taoist priest held a wooden sword in his hand and looked up at Sikong Lie who was running away like a stray dog ​​in front of him. A hint of pleasure appeared on his face and chased him slowly. From the leisurely expression of the Taoist priest, it was guessed that he did not seem to have done his best, but was playing with the seriously injured Sikong Lie like a cat playing with a mountain mouse.

As the shocking wounds behind him continued to flow out blood, Sikong Lie's face became paler. Although his speed of running has not diminished, he knew that he would not last long. If he died of excessive blood loss, it would be better to fight with the people behind him to death.

Sikong Lie finally stopped. He leaned against a big mud, tore open his upper body's clothes, twisted them into a stream, tightly clamped the wound behind him, and faced the Taoist priest who was chasing him.

"Xuanxin, you robbed me Qimu for no reason and wanted to kill me. Do you really think you Maoshan can cover the sky with one hand?"

Sikong Lie knew that today's affairs were no longer good. He asked in a deep voice at the Taoist priest opposite him while thinking about the way to escape.

"Sikong Lie, don't pretend. I guess you have received a message from the sect and rushed back to the Dao Sect so urgently? My sect has started a war with your Dao Sect. When you see the people from the Dao Sect, you will be killed without mercy! You are just unlucky, and you actually met me."

Taoist Xuanxin seemed to carelessly play with the small wooden sword in his hand, while staring at Sikong Lie, who had become a trapped beast, with a smile on his face even better.

Zhang Xiaoluo, who was hiding not far from the two, was slightly stunned when he heard the words of the Taoist priest named Xuanxin.

"The war between Maoshan and Taoist Sect has begun? Seeing that this Taoist seems to have the upper hand, and Na Luo Lidong is a man in Maoshan, it is not convenient to make things difficult for the Taoist priest. But this person also makes things difficult for the people of his sect, this..."

Zhang Xiaoluo pondered for a moment, then hid his body again and continued to listen carefully.

"You are the young ancestor of my Taoist sect in Maoshan, and then my Taoist sect declared war on your sect. It was your sect who ignored the friendship between the four sects and provoked the war for no reason. Today, you simply let go of the battle to repay the sect!"

On Sikong Lie's broken right arm, the black scales covering the entire right arm began to wriggle. In the blink of an eye, the black scales fell off Sikong Lie's right arm and fell to the ground to condense into a ball, eventually turning into a hideous cow beast.

"Sikong Lie, your blood is almost gone? At this time, you can still transform into a Thousand Machine Beast, and I admire you a little. But just because you are so powerful, you want to fight my life with me? Haha!"

Xuan Xin sneered, and threw the wooden sword in her hand into the air. The wooden sword seemed to grow in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a three-foot green edge. The sword light was cold and sharp, and it also made a faint sound of low sword sounds.
Chapter completed!