"Didn't you always want to know how I used this weak body to kill those three candidates with high martial arts skills?" Helanxun curled a sneer on his lips and looked at Chongli inexplicably.

Chongqing Li answered step by step, letting the cold rain slap his body.

Helanxun spread his palms, and the runes appeared again, and a transparent bow and arrow made of ice appeared in his hand.

"That's Han Gong? You killed them with Han Gong." Chong Li Liang asked bluntly.

According to literature, Han Gong was originally held by a god in heaven. It was powerful and could not be fought against by anyone. Later, the god who committed a crime was thrown into the mortal world.

Then the Snow Clan was founded, which means that the originator of the Snow Clan was originally the fallen god, and Han Gong was always held by his descendants.

Those who hold the cold bow are even regarded as the high priest of this clan.

So in other words, Helanxun is a descendant of the fallen god and a high priest of the Xue clan, so does he own the Han Bow?

"I knew that the young master was extraordinary, but I didn't expect that he was not only the Fallen God's direct line with the immortal soul, but also the high priest of the Snow Clan." Chongli smiled bitterly, he had been deceived by this man.

The cold bow in his hand turned into a stream of water vapor, and Helanxun sneered: "You are not leaving yet? Do you want to be killed by me?"

The Witch Clan and the Snow Clan have been killing each other for thousands of years, and when has it stopped?

The body of the witch clan is undoubtedly indispensable to the Snow clan. After thousands of years of fighting, a ceasefire agreement was finally reached.

However, in their generation, for some reasons, some things from the witch clan cannot be lacked.

That's why he used the spell to transform into an ordinary person, and his silver hair turned into black hair.

Infiltrating into Chongjiabao, but this hurts him a lot.

Fortunately, he has one in ten thousand immortal soul, so he can hold on until now.

As he said, not only did Chongjiabao owe Rong Jin, but he also owe Rong Jin.

What the Snow Clan wants is Chongxue's body, and she will undoubtedly die.

But there was a problem on the top of the snow-capped mountain three years ago.

So much so that he now has to be involved in these world affairs.

Just because of one person...

Chongqing Li was speechless for a moment, and was sobbing that he didn't know what to say.

If Helanxun is a Xue clan, why should he hide his identity and enter Chongjiabao?

Why do you want to seize the position of the castle lord, or even sacrifice your life, and use spells to fight against witchcraft in your body?

Even though he was deceived, he still had too many questions.

But when he met Helanxun's eyes full of real murderous intent, he ended up saying nothing.

"I'll go." Chongli was discharged from the hospital with a big strode.

The back gradually covered in the rain, blurred.

The looming is filled with rain, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

There was a thunder blew up in the sky.

Helanxun raised his head and smiled into the sky, and had never been crazy before, "Hahaha..."

How sad it is to be the high priest of this clan!

"So you are not human..."

The laughter ended abruptly over the sound of the rain.

Helanxun was wet and kept his hair on his forehead, but it made him even more charming.

He narrowed his eyes and saw Li Yunqing wearing a white clothes and an umbrella walking out of the rockery through the rain.

"When did you come?" Helanxun asked. He didn't notice it?

"It's the beginning! I saw that it was raining heavily tonight, so I wanted to see you. By the way, I told you that tomorrow is the eighth day of the 10th lunar month." Li Yunqing smiled slightly.
Chapter completed!