Chapter 411 Reunion

Xue Aofeng didn't say anything. When he looked at the dream weaving, he found that his eyes also slanted towards him. At that glance, I couldn't tell what it was, but there was always an inexplicable deep meaning.

"Those who betray the emperor can't even die! Drag the body of the snow buried to the wilderness to feed the beasts!" Ye Shura said with an indifferent face, and then looked at Xue Aofeng, "Feng Xuejun, come with me."

"Yes!" After saying that, Xue Aofeng looked at the body buried in the snow, and there was a deep meaning in his eyelids. The footsteps quickly followed Ye Shura.

After the two left, the dream-weaving eyes could not move for a moment.

"Everyone has left, are you still watching? It seems that Lord Zhimeng has really fallen in love with Fengxuejun this time!" Princess Haiying said with a smile.

Zhimeng looked back and looked at the princess in front of her, with an indifferent and evil gorgeous color on her beautiful face. "Princess Haiying is really a master of poison! Even the unparalleled son is invincible!"

"Hmm!" Hai Ying snorted coldly, and then said indifferently, "What I want has never been available!" That bitch is damned! It's a pity that the unparalleled son in front of him was buried for no reason?

Zhi Meng looked at the fierceness in her eyes, which was a very uncomfortable feeling. She quickly turned her eyes and waved her sleeve robe, "Come on, take these two away!"

"Yes!" Everyone answered and quickly carried out the bodies of Yu Wushuang and Bu Xue.

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The watery sky is getting quieter and deeper, but at this time, it is possible to distinguish the subtle gap between the night.

In the depths of the forest of mass burial, the body buried in the snow was thrown here by several fish and beast guards.

When the fish and beast guards walked away, the smell of the corpse quickly attracted the beasts in the forest. A pair of snowy wolves in the depths' eyes were full of hunger. Gradually, a group of wolves gathered around and surrounded the body.

Just when the wolves are coming, bang! They all accidentally hit the crystal glass four or five meters away from the periphery of the body.

The wolves howled, and soon there was a flame on the crystal glass. The wolves were even more frightened when they saw it, and soon they ran away one after another.

A dark shadow in the air has quickly shuttled here, suspended over the crystal barrier. Xue Aofeng slightly opened the face in the black veil, showed the dark face, and saw the wolves go away. Xue Aofeng moved slightly with one hand and soon removed the crystal screens. Only the sound of broken glass was seen in the air, and then it turned into a curling smoke and disappeared in the air.

Xue Aofeng quickly flew down from the air and fell to the side of Bu Xue. Looking at the woman's face, he suddenly felt a little sympathy at that moment.

"Is that why he died for him? Do you regret it? Burial snow?" Xue Aofeng muttered, squeezed the corners of her mouth bitterly, then quickly picked her up and flew towards the Muheng Mountain.

After Xue Aofeng left, the phantom of the blue robe hidden somewhere appeared. Zhimeng looked at Xue Aofeng, and his clear eyes also brought an inexplicable complex color.

More than a dozen fish and beast bodyguards also appeared next to the dream weaving. One of the tall fish and beast bodyguards asked, "Lord Dream Weaver, what should we do now?"

"What should I do?" Zhi Meng also asked funny, and then looked at them in a cold voice, "I am ordered by Emperor Shura to catch the white-haired man who killed the unparalleled son!"

"Does Lord Zhimeng suspect that Lord Feng Xuejun has something to do with this matter?" The man asked again.

"You will know if you follow it!" After Zhi Meng said, his body was already illusory and quickly chased him up.

Soon, dozens of master fish and beasts also dived to the ground. After several tracks, a group of people have also arrived at the Muheng Mountain. Because under this water, dream weaving and fish and beasts live in the depths of the bottom of the water all year round, and they have long been used to the skills of mixing with water and warm water, so in the process of tracing, it is difficult for Xue Aofeng to find its trace by his perception.

On the top of Muheng Mountain, Xue Aofeng came here with buried snow in her arms. Looking at the cliff highland, she couldn't help thinking of the world above. I can't remember how long they have been away. Probably those familiar people think that she and Shaoling are dead!

"Burial snow!" Suddenly, a familiar breath escaped in the air.

Xue Aofeng raised his head and looked somewhere. There was an electric light, and soon it was the white-haired Qin Shaoling.

"Here you are! Shaoling!" Xue Aofeng looked at him, smiled reluctantly, and then slowly put the person in his arms on the ground, "I brought her! Shall we bury her here together?"

Qin Shaoling stared at Xue Aofeng, with a lot of confusion in his eyes. Does he know her? Do you really know? But why do I know nothing about this black woman in my memory, let alone remember anything?

Qin Shaoling's eyes quickly fell on the burial snow. He dived down and took over the poor man who died for himself from Xue Aofeng's arms. "The burial snow... I'm sorry for you..." As he spoke, a throbbing was released at a loss, and the pupil also tided in an instant...

Xue Aofeng looked at him and didn't say anything for a while. She knew that he needed to adjust himself at this time, not to mention that a woman killed him. No matter what, this love had formed a permanent pain and scar in his heart.

Xue Aofeng turned around silently, and a moving mind came out. She waved several times with her hands towards the soil slope in front of her. A magical fire base was pulled away, and instantly broke through the soil slope. She quickly used the dark magic power again. It didn't take long to dig out a piece of one person. A large pit several meters deep came out.

"Okay, Shaoling, you can bury her!" Xue Aofeng's words rippled calmly in the air.

Qin Shaoling didn't say anything, but he didn't want to let go of the body of Bu Xue for a long time. The handsome face was also covered with some kind of indescribable sadness. After a long time, he took a big breath.

"People die... Can't they really come back to life?" Qin Shaoling asked, with some kind of sad feeling of wings in his tone.

Xue Aofeng was stunned, but soon she answered, "If she can still live, what do you want to do most?"

Qin Shaoling raised his head and looked at the other party, but the glance made it impossible to say anything. "I..." hesitated and said, "We really know each other?"

"Yes!" Xue Aofeng told him with great certainty, and then revealed his trueness in his eyes, "Shaor Ling, we don't belong here. We all fell in and are still alive." Speaking of the last sentence, Xue Aofeng smiled slightly.

This put Qin Shaoling slightly uncomfortable, "Am I called Shaoling? But why don't I remember this name?"

Xue Aofeng thought for a moment, and there was a cunning light in his purple eyes, "What about the bright moon? Do you remember?"

"..." Qin Shaoling was shocked and his eyes burst into color. Yes, he never remembered anything. He was also very strange to see this black woman, but the bright moon...

"Do you remember? Qin Mingyue, Qin Shaoling, it's all you!" Xue Aofeng gradually smiled and slowly recalled the beauty of the sea. "You once said that you are still willing to be the bright moon now, because now you are more like yourself!"

"Yes, I'm Mingyue." Qin Shaoling muttered to himself, looking at Xue Aofeng with a friendly smile, "Xue Aofeng...thank you!"

Xue Aofeng looked at him and couldn't help but be deeply moved. She knew that he could definitely recover his memory, let alone say such words to her.

"Let's bury her soon, so that the burial snow can also be buried!" Xue Aofeng sighed, with a little worry and sadness in his eyelids.

Qin Shaoling didn't say anything and looked deeply at the person in his arms, and the tenderness had been integrated into it. Xue Aofeng looked at it. Although she was uncomfortable, she knew that she should not care about anything with a dead person. However, she would rather be the person who would stop him from shooting Shura that night, because she was really afraid of losing his heart.

Qin Shaoling was about to jump into the pit with the burial snow in his arms.

"Wait!" When Xue Aofeng's words fell, he raised his hands slightly and then released a crystal magic power, and then a crystal coffin was built in the pit. "Put her in it, and the body will never rot."

Qin Shaoling raised his head and looked at Xue Aofeng, "Xue Aofeng, thank you very much!" Qin Shaoling jumped down, fell into the coffin with the funeral snow in his arms, and then took off his coat to cover her body.

Qin Shaoling gently brushed her face, chewing the complex tide in her eyes, and choked, "Burial Snow... Goodbye, rest in peace! I will avenge you! The enemy!" After saying that, he lowered his face, kissed on her forehead, then withdrew his trembling arm and jumped up quickly...

Xue Aofeng looked at this picture and suddenly felt a heart-eating feeling. It hurts, it really hurts! But I can't say any words of blame and resentment.

That woman is dead and can only become a hurried passer-by in his life. So what else does she have to care about and be jealous of? However, some memories, some passers-by, she was afraid that he would stay for a lifetime and remember for a lifetime... and forgot the self who loved him deeply?

Qin Shaoling picked up the piece of loess with both hands and sprinkled it down. His white hair floated in the wind, sprinkling a sad feeling.

Xue Aofeng stood not far from him and watched him gradually fill the pit and build a small slope. Then he stepped forward and slowly comforted her, "You are so affectionate to her that I believe that you can close your eyes if you know under the snow spring!"

After hearing this, Qin Shaoling suddenly turned around and looked at the other party, and suddenly burst into a bright light in his eyes. It was a flash of vigorous flam, "Xue Aofeng, help me kill Ye Shura!"

Xue Aofeng was stunned, but it was not enough to reply.

Suddenly.

"You'd better kill yourself! White-haired thief!" A sharp and clear voice came with the wind, and soon the handsome man in blue robe appeared in front of them. That man is a dream of a centipede with long braids.

Dozens of fish and beast masters around Zhimeng also quickly formed an encirclement, firmly surrounding the two.

"Feng Xuejun, come here quickly!" Zhimeng shouted at Xue Aofeng.

Before Xue Aofeng could answer, Qin Shaoling's palm tightened and his eyes became fierce. He stared at the dark-skinned woman in front of him and shouted unbearably, "It turns out that all this is your conspiracy. You brought them here, right?"