Chapter 22 Blood in the South Snow in the North

The land in the far north is covered with snow and snow falling here. It is thick and cold all year round. Even the first rain in autumn can't reach here. The far north plain is covered with layers of snow. I don't know how thick it is. I always know that it is covered with snow and can't see the land.

The snowy mountain near the north of the Far North Plain is even colder. Even so, you can still see some real gods and aliens slowly climbing to the top of the mountain in animal clothes and then climbing down. The snow-covered mountain road is narrow and dangerous to the west, and it is extremely slippery because countless people have passed by.

I don't know how many lives the mountain road has devoured since the Tuoba Holy Sect. I don't know how many believers of the Tuoba Holy Sect have died on that mountain road, and now some people of the true gods have also lost a lot of lives on that mountain road, but they are still so determined in their eyes.

The majestic palaces built in the middle of the Arctic Snow Mountain are now practiced by countless strong men in Chinese robes, but only a few people live on the top of the mountain.

The true gods and aliens have a strict level of management. Those who wear beast clothes are the strong below the fate, and those who wear Chinese robes are the strong who know fate and the fifth realm. Finally, the people who dominate the top of the mountain are the sixth realm and the strong who are also the center of the right center of the true god alien race.

And some elderly women and children build snow houses on the Far North Plain and they also wear animal clothes.

The roofs of those stone houses on the top of the mountain have been turned white by white by white snow. Only the black stone tablet is still the same. Even if the snow falls into it, it will soon disappear. The stone tablet will always stand on the face of an old man with a crutch and a black robe.

The old man is Tuo Jie, the current patriarch of the true god and the alien race, and now Tuo Jie is standing behind Tuo Xiong, who has lost an arm. Tuo Xiong is full of fear and bows his head and dares not look at the old man.

"You let me down." Tuo Jie's voice was old but there was another pressure.

Tuo Xiong didn't say anything after listening to it, but his body began to tremble, not because of the cold, but because of the old man's words. In the words of the true god of the alien patriarch, it can determine a person's life and death. No matter what kind of the practitioners you are, no matter what status you have, you only need a word of the patriarch.

"The wooden tablet disappears, and it makes Tuoman escape. What do you think is the use of you?" Tuo Jie said.

Tuo Xiong is speechless, but every time the old man says a word, his body trembles, and the fear on his face has occupied the whole sea of heart.

"The patriarch, Tuo Xiong, please punish me," Tuo Xiong said with fear in his voice.

After listening to this, Tuo Jie still looked at the black stone tablet without saying anything. It took a long time to sigh. This sigh made the whole mountain of the whole mountain shake and the snow on the stone houses fell down. This sigh had been integrated into the heaven and the earth as if the heaven and the earth were sighing.

Tuo Xiong spewed a mouthful of blood in this sigh and was obviously injured. The old man turned around and looked at Tuo Xiong and then left and walked into his own stone house.

Tuo Xiong knelt on the ground and did not dare to look up or heal his wounds. He only heard the footsteps of Tuo Jie leaving. It took a long time before he got up and left. He knew that the patriarch forgave him and could not fail the next time.

"I lost to him a thousand years ago, and now I don't want to give you a chance to bring Tuo Man." Tuo Jie's voice came from the stone house.

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The red-yellow land above the wilderness has long been covered with snow, and the small tribe in the easternmost part of the wilderness is not silent at all because of the cold of the heavy snow. The open space in the tribe has long been known. A large area of children play with snow around the tribe. Women sit and men are practicing martial arts.

"Where are you going?" A crisp voice came out. Suddenly, everyone looked at the source of the sound and smiled and continued to do their own things.

Tuo Man just walked to the door of the tribe and heard the sound. After that, she was reincred and then reincred to look at the girl who was the source of the voice. Tuo Man smiled bitterly. The woman really had the perseverance and said countless excuses that she could not get rid of.

"Xiaoyi, we are not from the same world. You and I have no good results," Tuo Man said with a wry smile.

The girl named Xiaoyi was a person who was destroyed by Tuoman for no reason when the tribe was recruiting relatives. The girl's father was the leader of the tribe. Although he saw that Tuoman was extraordinary, he still did not stop his daughter.

"That's my business. I just like you," Xiaoyi said, looking at Tuo Man with a resolute face.

Tuo Man was speechless for more than ten days, and his words were useless, and the tribal leader just said, "Do your own business as you."

Today's Tuoman's injury is good, but the news of this small tribe is too closed. I don't know what's going on now. Although I feel the death of my uncle, I also want to go back to the college in person to confirm, and the most important thing is that I can't destroy the tranquility of this small tribe because of myself.

"You just don't like me, you just make me ugly." Xiaoyi saw Tuo Man's silence and said that there were countless grievances in his voice, and there were countless tears in his eyes.

Tuo Man could only sigh silently when he saw Xiao Yi's expression. He didn't know how many times he had bowed under such an expression.

"Xiao Yi, I'm really going to leave this time" is just the incomparable perseverance in Tuo Man's words this time.

After hearing this, Xiao Yi nodded and didn't say anything. It's just that the tears had flowed down and wet the beautiful face that only belonged to the wilderness woman. After seeing Xiaoyi's tears left, Tuo Man was at a loss and hurried to Xiaoyi to wipe off those tears with his sleeves.

"I know you're leaving sooner or later, but I can't bear it," Xiaoyi said.

Tuo Man was stunned and didn't say anything. He just stood there like a pillar in his heart. Tuo Man liked Xiaoyi in his heart, but his identity could not give her happiness at all.

"I knew your extraordinary from the first sight of you, but I fell in love with you at the first sight. When I came into contact with me slowly, I knew that I was from a different world. My father said that you were a monk and a very powerful monk, so we were destined not to be together. But I know all this and I understand it, but I really don't want you to leave and you to leave," Xiaoyi said with a crying voice.

Tuo Man didn't say anything after listening to it, but the expression on his face was extremely lonely. If he was an ordinary monk, he might stay here, but if he was a disciple of the college, he couldn't stay here because there were too many things for him to do in the college. Although the college had a senior brother, a third brother, a younger brother and his own teacher, There are some things that can only be done by yourself.

"I won't keep you this time, I just want to ask you if you like me?" Xiao Yi asked.

"Like" Tuo Man said without hesitation

Xiao Yi laughed when she heard the crying face and said, "Fool"

"I will marry you when everything is over. This is the promise I gave you and this snow is a witness," Tuoman looked at Xiaoyi's beautiful face and said seriously.

Xiaoyi looked at Tuo Man's face and gradually turned red. Then she lowered her head and said, "Well, I'll wait for you." After that, she took down her clothes and put them on Tuo Man.

Tuo Man didn't make any action to let Xiao Yi put his clothes on himself.

"Let's go, I'm here waiting for you to marry me forever," Xiao Yi put on his clothes and stepped back a few steps.

Tuo Man didn't say anything about the clothes that belonged to Xiaoyi with his hands, and then turned around and left. At the moment when Tuo Man turned around and left, Xiao Yi's tears flowed down again. Looking at Tuo Man's back, Xiao Yi tried not to let himself cry and just looked at the back that disappeared in the snow.

A big hand covered the head of Xiaoyi turned around and saw that it was his father. Then he rushed into his father's arms and cried. The people in the tribe gradually surrounded him and let Xiaoyi cry without saying anything.

"Father, he will come back and marry me," the little clothes in my father's arms cried.

"Well," my father said in a firm tone.

Xiaoyi's father looked at the distant Tuoman's back, which was a little desolate, and there were many indescribable responsibilities. Both Xiaoyi's father and the clan knew that the young man named Tuoman carried a heavy burden.

Tuo Man, who went away, knew that Xiao Yi was crying, but he didn't turn around because he knew that if he turned around, he would be reluctant to stay, but he couldn't stay. He had his responsibility. He had his mission. The snow fell as Tuo Man said. The snow witnessed his promise. The footprints in the snow revealed even more. Perseverance and hope.

(I don't like to write emotional dramas because I haven't talked about love and experienced vows. It's also a kind of encouragement and reward for me to come and give me a recommendation ticket)