"Last night, the wind blew the snow, sending me to the Beast Village. The Beast Village is dangerous, the rainy night is vast … "
The group headed west.
This was a very strange group.
Shen Zhenyi sat on the crystal throne, floating in the air. His eyes were slightly closed, and his mind was wandering. Chu Huoluo and the other two were clustered around him.
Miss Yuan supported Xuan Yan and followed behind alone.
Yuan Shan sang loudly at the back of the group.
Although his song was a bit ominous, he still sang non-stop.
— — Unless he was interrupted by coughing.
The sheathless sword twisted on his back like a snake, reflecting the dazzling sunlight.
"What the hell is he singing …"
Cynanchum Chinense muttered softly, she was speechless at this friend who stuck to them and insisted on following them.
Originally, seeing how loyal he was, his impression of him had slightly changed. However, along the way, his strange behavior really made people speechless.
Not to mention that he walked slowly, he sang loudly all the way, he was curious and liked crowds, he wanted to join in on whatever new things he saw, greatly slowing down their journey.
Princess Long wanted to scold him, but Shen Zhenyi did not say anything.
Xuan Yan also kept silent, as if he did not care about where he was going.
— — After the family changed, life and death were not important.
Sometimes, he felt that he was not involved, as if it had nothing to do with him, he was just following his grandfather's will and arrangement, he had to work hard to complete it. As for whether he succeeded or failed, he did not care.
Everyone in the family was going to die, even if Xuan Yan survived, what could he do?
This kind of survival with so many deaths on his back would only suffocate him.
The more he walked, the more he felt this way.
Therefore, no matter how bad Yuan Shan's singing was or what kind of trouble he caused, this little boy would always be quiet. It had nothing to do with him.
— — This was especially heartbreaking.
When they were resting in the evening, Xuan Yan squatted alone on the hillside, looking at the setting sun in a daze.
Princess Long could not bear to see him like this and went forward to comfort him.
"As long as we reach the snowfield, everything will be fine."
The Xuan family's ancestral home was in the northern snowy plains. Xuan Tianwei came from the snowy plains and became an important official in the city. He was one step away from obtaining the right to enter the obelisk. The huge Xuan Family had many branches and leaves, but now, when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. Only a single seedling was left, returning to the snowy plains.
— — Going back would just be a tough life.
Princess Long sighed.
This young man's aptitude was very good, and Xuan Tianwei had planned for many years, so he should have left a backup plan. In the future, when he mastered martial arts, he might be able to make a comeback.
However, the hardships and tribulations in between were not enough for outsiders to know.
"Will everything be fine?"
Xuan Yan's tone was calm with a hint of doubt.
He didn't know what was waiting for him.
What's more, there might not be a day when he could return to the snowfield.
Strictly speaking, the word "return" was not accurate. Since birth, Xuan Yan had never been to that distant world of ice and snow. He could only imagine the ancestral home and spiritual home of the Xuan family in his grandfather's words.
Of course, he knew very early on that he would have to go to that place one day.
As long as he was alive.
To continue the bloodline of the Xuan family.
"It won't be easy to smoothly survive … …"
He let out a sigh that did not match his age.
Although he couldn't see or hear, Xuan Yan could imagine the hurried sound of horse hooves. That was the sound of the Red Cavalry chasing after him, a fish that had escaped the net.
With an unreliable "Sick Sword Immortal", a careless "Great Swordsman", and a passionate but weak Miss Yuan, he didn't have much confidence in his future.
"You don't have to worry, with my master here, he will definitely create a miracle."
Princess Long felt the fear and worry in Xuan Yan's heart. She could only comfort him like this.
"Miracle?"
Xuan Yan's body trembled slightly.
"I don't believe in miracles anymore."
When the Xuan family was destroyed, why didn't a miracle happen?
The child's back was straight. Even if it was spring, the bone-chilling cold made him unable to feel warm.
He was a bloodline that walked alone in the world.
He didn't need any miracles.
"… … The blade is like snow, the blood is like a rainbow. My heart is sad, all living things are like insects … … "
Yuanshan was still singing a strange and cruel song.
The strange sword on his back glowed brighter and brighter.
"The last child of the Xuan family is returning to the snowy plains."
"Cut the weeds and dig up the roots, we can't let him return."
"Even if Xuan Tianwei was wrongly accused, he has already been convicted. For the dignity of Xuantian City, we have to arrest Xuan Yan."
In the open and in the dark, a storm was brewing.
Everyone knew that Xuan Yan was returning to his hometown. Everyone knew that he had found a swordsman called Shen Zhenyi to escort him.
— — And this Third Young Master Shen had just been recommended by the Nine Gates Warden Yuan Yuzhen as the strongest of the new generation. He was called a Great Swordsman like Zhu Jie and Yuan Weili.
But, how could one person fight against a thousand soldiers?
Did he want to seek his own death?
When Yuan Yuzhen heard this news, he was very surprised and asked three times.
"The Third Young Master Shen is really capable, to be involved in this matter … … If I knew this would happen, why would I tell him?"
He sighed softly.
Yuan Yuzhen wanted to recruit Shen Zhenyi so that he could stir up a storm in Xuantian City when the Great Maelstrom was about to arrive.
But even if Shen Zhenyi was used by the Elder Faction, he might not be able to get involved in this mess.
The Xuan family's matter was very complicated.
This outsider was really a newborn calf that was not afraid of tigers. He even dared to get involved in this matter.
Yuan Yuzhen counted with his fingers. "Needless to say, the royal family wants to kill the Xuan family. For the dignity of Xuantian City's laws, we can't let the Xuan family's bloodline escape. The beastmen want to make this an ironclad case. The Hall of Life Extinguishing Hall has no reason to let the Xuan family live in order to warn the world."
"Except for the Ancient Martial Arts Sect, almost the entire Xuantian City wants this child dead."
"Shen Zhenyi, even if you have three heads and six arms, can you protect this child?"
This was really a big whirlpool.
With Shen Zhenyi's participation, more interesting sparks could be created.
Yuan Yuzhen stood up and paced. He asked his aide casually, "Who is the leader of the guards who went to capture Xuan Yan?"
The aide flipped through the document and answered hurriedly, "It's the commander of the Wind and Thunder Camp, Zhang Zhong."
"Oh?"
Yuan Yuzhen raised his eyebrows.
He had some impression of this person. Zhang Zhong was dignified and had the bearing of a master. He was middle-aged and had achieved great success in martial arts. Sending this person to capture Xuan Yan obviously meant that he did not want to fall behind the other factions.
But … …
Now that Shen Zhenyi was involved, there was a variable.
Yuan Yuzhen thought for a moment and said, "Send a message to Master Zhang. Tell him not to rush into action after he finds the target. Wait for the wind direction first. Otherwise, the mantis stalks the cicada but is unaware of the oriole behind. "
The Third Young Master Shen was really hiding too many surprises.
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