Chapter 312 Snow Girl and Ghost Mask

There was some difference with Qingyun's previous expectations. Yecha and Rasha didn't expect that another person would suddenly appear in this snow-blowing place. Because the snow girls have always not liked outsiders entering their territory, in their opinion, the monsters other than them are turbid, which inevitably stains their purity.

The barrier they set up with ice spells on the realm of the land of blowing snow was extremely difficult to destroy, and Qingyun also took a lot of effort to successfully break into it with his men. But the man in green could not only cross the barrier, but even save the snow girl's baby by nosy, which really made Yasha and Rasha's mother furious.

At this moment, seeing that he finally stopped flying and landed on the ground, Yecha was proud and thought that the place where his arm was injured by his flying shield was quite serious, so he gave up resistance. Just now, one side ran away, and the other side chased. The situation was so panicked that Rasha's mother didn't have time to see the man in green. At this moment, she looked carefully and found that the enemy who had been killed halfway was still a beautiful man.

She has always been greedy for beautiful men. When she saw the moon, she felt happy and said with a charming smile, "It's right not to escape. Give the little snow girl to us. You don't have to suffer, but you can also be friends with me. Isn't it killing two birds with one stone?"

"When you see the handsome man, you have this old problem again. This person is probably one of Ouyang Xueye's subordinates. Do you still want to be friends with him?" Yecha stared at Luo Shamu with his all-white pupils, and then turned to the opposite Tingyue and continued, "If you put down the baby girl obediently, I can ensure that you will die happily!"

"When did Qingyun become interested in Snow Girl?! What's more, what's the use of such a child to you?!" In order to let them relax their vigilance, Tingyue pretended to agree with them.

"We can only blame their demonic power for helping our Lord Qingyun recover, but these cheap monsters are so useful!" Rasha's mother answered in disgust, thinking that their beauty made her jealous. This time, Qingyun ordered her to kill them all, which was in line with her intention.

"So that's it! Then I can't give you this baby girl!"

Ting Yue responded to her with a shallow smile, which made her relax her vigilance, but she was talking to form a cyclone. The sickle moon machete in his hand turned quickly against the light of the snow, reflecting the dazzling light from different angles. Yasha and Rasha only felt that their pupils were like needles perforated. The white in the sight was first connected, but soon there was only darkness left.

"I fell for it!" Yecha shouted loudly.

After the success of the blind moon shadow, Tingyue immediately summoned his demon horse, and his demon horse came from the distance in the black fog. Seeing that he was about to take the orphan of the snow girl to get on the horse, the angry Rashamo ignored the firearm in her arms. Although she couldn't see it, the power of the firearm was completely different from that just now. She was furious because of her active show of goodwill in exchange for deception. She concentrated all her strength to spewed out the hellfire from several holes on the firearm at the same time, and then intertwined into a huge fire snake.

The fire snake opened its mouth and rushed to the Tingyue. He had no time to dodge, so he had to raise the right body and raise the knife to resist with demonic power to drive the knife gas to form protection, while the left body protected the baby well. But this hellfire was too fierce. The fire snake quickly broke through his demonic defense, and his body was burned extensively. That kind of pain he had never experienced before.

He stumbled back and climbed on the horse by mistake at the moment when he was about to fall. His consciousness basically disappeared after that. He only remembered that before he fell into a coma, he once again made sure that the baby in his arms had not been harmed, and then tied her tightly to himself and fainted.

When he woke up again, he was already lying in the Chenji Palace, and his whole body was tightly wrapped in gauze. Every inch of skin on the right half of his body seemed to have been sucked out all the water except for pain, as if even breathing hard would make it crack.

He said weakly, "I am..."

Ouyang Xueye's face appeared in his sight. His eyes showed deep heartache and explained to him, "Don't get up, lie down! This room is adjacent to my room. I left you here for the convenience of the traditional Chinese medicine doctor to treat you, and now your physical condition is not suitable for moving!"

"Brother, are you awake?" Wang Yue heard that he woke up and ran to the bedside to ask.

"Listen to Yue, it is said that heroes save beauty, but it's too small for you to sacrifice your life to save this beautiful woman!" Although Ouyang Hongye was laughing and making fun of him, his eyes were moist.

"I'm like this. Please forgive me, alas..." Yue Chang asked with a sigh, "Yes, how's the child?"

"She's fine, don't worry! Let's give her to the demon servant of the brave elder for the time being!" The snowy night in Ouyang responded.

"Tell us, who really hurt you like this? The doctor said that such injuries could only be caused by the fire of hell. Wang Yue couldn't help asking him any more.

The tragic situation when his brother listened to Yue came back from outside, which almost made him collapse. Originally, according to the plan before Ting Yuelin left Wangcheng, he would not return until at least half a month later, but on the third night after he left, when Wang Yue was about to go to bed, he heard a thong sound from the courtyard door. The sound did not seem to be formed by tapping with hands, but as if it was hitting the door with some heavy object.

He opened the door and almost fell to the ground in fear. His brother fell on the back of the demon horse. It turned out that what he had just heard was the sound of the demon horse using the door above his head. It was difficult for it to pick as many flat places as possible along the way, so that Tingyue would not fall off the horse.

But the most terrible thing is the condition of the right half of the moon's body. His skin and clothes were burned and blurred, the burns had been rotten, and he kept bleeding out. He took his brother off the horse, but found that something tightly wrapped in his brother's left clothes was moving. He untied his brother's clothes and saw that it was a baby. He recognized that this was not an ordinary baby at a glance. Judging from her crystal to transparent skin, he could guess that she should be the descendant of the snow girl.

At this time, Wangyue could not care about the reason. He hugged his brother and the baby tightly and ran to the Chenji Palace, hoping that the doctor in the palace could save his dying brother's life. His brain was blank, and he couldn't remember whether the first person he met was Ouyang Xueye or Ouyang Hongye. He only remembered that they took his brother and the baby he brought back from his hand and placed it in a room. And he watched the doctors hurried into his brother's room one by one, observed for a while, and then shook his head and left silently.

"The villain is incompetent. I'm afraid Lord Tingyue will have scars on his body for the rest of his life!" A doctor specializing in burns said tremblingly.

"I can't even cure my best brother. What do I need for you?" Ouyang Xueye clenched her fists, stared at the doctor and roared.

When the doctor saw that Ouyang Xueye was really angry, he quickly fell to the ground and explained, "Damn it, but this is not an ordinary burn!" If it is an ordinary burn, as long as you use my ancestral burn ointment and Lord Tingyue's own healing ability, it will be healed quickly, but the burns caused by the fire of hell are another matter. Even the doctors in the divine realm may not be able to cure it well!"

"What a waste. Go back!" Ouyang Xueye waved his hand to him and said that he didn't want to look at him more, because he had heard the same words too many times today.

"Sip your anger. What's the use of being so angry?" Ouyang Hongye persuaded him.

"I... Well, Tingyue decided to go out this far trip in order to help me find out the news. I didn't expect something unexpected." Ouyang Xueye looked at the listening moon, who was still in a coma on the sick couch, and felt very uncomfortable.

"I have to wait until he wakes up and ask him who was hurt." The anger and chagrin in Ouyang Hongye's chest are actually no less than Ouyang Xueye, but at this time, he has to put down his emotions first, otherwise no one can persuade Ouyang Xueye.

"It seems that this matter has something to do with the snow girl in the snow-blowing land, otherwise he will not bring back the baby girl out of thin air. It is reasonable that the snow girl will not leave the snow-blowing land until she is an adult." Ouyang Xueye thought for a moment and said.

Tingyue was in a coma for three days. She woke up at noon on the fourth day and told Ouyang Xueye and others about her experience in the snow-blowing land. Their analysis is that Qingyun's injuries in the war with the first generation of demon king Huli have not been completely healed. After lurking for so long, he has frequently appeared in the demon world recently. It is precisely looking for prey and using the method of devouring to absorb their demon power for him to heal, and the snow girls also suffered.

The land of blowing snow has turned into a desolate ghost city. Bai Xue soon buried the bones of the snow girls. Without their figures, there was only endless pure white left here. Ouyang Yong named Miao Xueyou the little snow girl rescued by the moon, and she, who became an orphan, naturally stayed in the Chenji Palace.

It took a long time for Tingyue to recover from the burns of Rasha's mother, but unfortunately it left a very ugly scar, which was more like a birthmark, extending from the right half of his face to his waist. He destroyed all the mirrors in the sycamore house, together with his portraits, and then saw them, which would only increase his pain. His proud face in the past has become no different from a monster.

The craftsman in Ouyang Snow Night Life Palace made a mask for him. The mask was made according to Tingyue's own requirements. He insisted on choosing the pattern of the evil spirit. The devil's mask was covered with two golden horns. A red eyeliner and a huge mouth on his pale face looked very scary. He chose it so that others would stay away from him. From then on, no one would stop for his appearance.

His personality has also changed dramatically. From his original gentle and elegant, he has become impatient and irritable. He often gets angry with his younger brother Wang Yue or two good friends, and even he himself begins to hate himself. Although Ouyang Xueye still treated him the same as in the past, perhaps after his appearance became ugly, his heart also became dark. He actually felt that they were pitiful for him and gradually began to avoid their invitation.

In those days, his heart was a little calmer only when he saw Miao Xueyou. The beautiful little girl had never been scared to cry because of his appearance. On the contrary, she smiled so sweetly every time she saw him. He guessed that it might be the fate between them. Looking at her from toddler to babbling, it also made him feel that the pain he had experienced was not in vain.

She always opens her arms and asks him to raise herself high. She is never afraid of the mask close to him. Sometimes she will quietly collect some beautiful flowers from the courtyard, show it to him when he comes, and sometimes she will learn a small song from the demon servant to sing to him.

In his eyes, this little snow girl who has lost all her same race soon after birth is like a dandelion that can take root when it falls on the ground. No matter where it floats, it can grow strong and bring flawless white and endless happiness to others.

His closed heart was gradually infected by her vigorous vitality, and the wounds of his soul slowly healed. He returned to his friends and became close to his brother again.