"What do you mean is that the changes in Dongyuan now have to do with the Chongxue Yeyue?"

The head of the Murong family calmed down and made up his mind.

"And the person we are looking for now is the child who was prophesied to be able to subvert Dongyuan twenty years ago."

The head of the Shen family nodded.

"That child is the blood of the Chongxue Yeyue Xie family?"

The head of the Shen family still nodded.

No one knows how that child returned to Chongxue Yeyue except for the dead Xie clan.

The voice of the head of the Shen family was shattered by the wind and snow: "You all misunderstood that prophecy."

"Heavy snow covers the entire spiritual corpse forest. Your actions will only make Dongyuan worse."

Murong family head: “…”

Jun’s head: “…”

Everyone: "..."

They are here to find the survivor of the Xie family today and want to copy what happened five years ago.

But I didn't expect them to hear such a news.

The head of the Shen family murmured in a low voice: "This is the real subversion of Dongyuan."

That prophecy did not mean to subvert Dongyuan's regime.

Instead, it subverts the entire Dongyuan.

And all this...

The head of the Shen family looked forward and saw a man in red clothes strolling in the snow.

He carries a gentle wind around him, and wherever he passes, the wind and snow stop, like the spring breeze descends.

The man's smiley voice crossed the wind and snow and fell into everyone present: "And all this is caused by your own hands."

Chu Zheng looked over there.

The cloak on Xie Shu was gone, and only the fiery red clothes were left, fluttering with the wind.

In the snow, he is as bright as a fire.

However, there was a haze scattered in the man's eyes, making him feel as quiet as the cold moon.

Both temperaments are manifested in him. They are obviously contradictory, but in him, they make people feel that it is.

That's what he is.

Chu Zheng felt the wind and snow around her fading, and the gentle wind slowly wrapped them.

This is……

Start losing control again?

Sure enough, he shouldn't be left alone.

What did he do in it!!

Xie Shu's mouth bent slightly, and his eyebrows and eyes were filled with smiles: "The Xie family has protected the heavy snowy night moon for generations, but you have ruined it."

"Now the entire Dongyuan is going to be buried with it, are you happy?"

"You..." The head of the Murong family moved, and a blood mark was immediately cut on his cheek.

Everyone suddenly froze, crisis surged into their hearts, and their hair stood up and they dared not move.

These winds...

Chu Zheng's eyes were like the resting wind and snow, and the silence and coldness were condensed.

She suddenly walked towards Xie Shu.

He looked at her with a smile.

The gentle wind cut blood marks on Chu Zheng's body, and the blood fell on the snow on the ground, like a blooming red plum, dazzlingly red.

Xie Shu tilted his head slightly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was cruel and cold-blooded, as if he was mocking Chu Zheng's behavior.

Chu Zheng stopped halfway from Xie Shu.

She looked at Xie Shu: "Come here."

"Why should I go over?" the man asked with a smile: "Isn't this the power you want? It's right next to you, you can touch it with your hands. What are you waiting for?"

The man's clear and chaotic voice was bewitching.

Someone really stretched out his hand...

However, the next second he screamed.

Xie Shu chuckled softly, then burst out laughing.

Xie Shu's smile suddenly froze, and the silver light in his eyes was intertwined, and the surrounding scenery was blocked by the silver light.

The body was suddenly pressed back, and the kiss fell down with a bloody smell. He forced his lips and teeth to spread the bloody smell to him.

Xie Shu's limbs were wrapped in thin silver threads and could not move at all. They were in a space where silver threads were intertwined.

The person who kissed him pulled a little distance away slightly, with the tip of his nose against the tip of his nose and the lips pressed against each other.

Her voice rang: "Then I'll come here."

Chu Zheng stroked Xie Shu's side face with his palm, and the kiss with bloody smell fell again. Xie Shu wanted to break free, and the silver thread wrapped around his wrist became tighter and tighter.

Until he didn't struggle, the silver thread was loosened.

Behind him is the interwoven silver thread, as soft as silk.

Chu Zheng pressed him and extended the kiss infinitely.

This is his familiar kiss, his familiar breath.

I don’t know how long it took, Chu Zheng let go of him.

Xie Shu's lips were bright red, his eyes were full of aura, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Jun Chuzheng, we are enemies."

"Oh." Chu Zheng said, "So what?"

You said yes?

Did I agree?!

"So..." Xie Shu sneered: "Let me go."

"You break away." Chu Zheng hugged her chest and took a step back, and said with a cold face: "You are not very powerful."

Xie Shu: "..."

Chu Zheng's clothes were stained with blood and were dark.

No wind rises in this space.

In those seemingly gentle winds, there are endless murderous intent.

Chu Zheng stood there without changing her face, watching the breeze coming towards him.

The breeze blew across her cheeks, light and soft.

Chu Zheng approached Xie Shu again and kissed him in Xie Shu's angry sight.

"Let me go."

"You had the chance to kill me just now." Chu Zheng said: "You missed it."

Xie Shu: "..."

He can't do it.

Seeing the blood on her body, his heart hurts.

I wish those injuries were on me.

Chu Zheng swept his lips and licked it gently. Xie Shu suddenly closed his eyes and took the initiative to cater to her.

Xie Shu's breathing gradually became deeper and his body was hot. He wanted to break free from the constraints and hug the person in front of him.

-

The head of the Murong family and others only saw a strange silver light flash, but in an instant, the figures of the two disappeared.

The wind stopped.

The wind and snow that had just faded swept over again, and the snow particles hit the face, shaving and hurting.

"Where are people?"

Someone ran to where the two of them were standing just now, but there was nothing there.

The head of the Jun family coughed out a mouthful of blood, fell down softly, and was supported by others.
To be continued...