Chapter 708： Tragic race (middle) (1/2)

Chapter Seven Hundred and Eighth

"Tell me, what is the reason for all this? What is the secret of the Beiyuan Snow Clan!"

Beiluo Wushen held the corpse of the little princess of the Beiyuan Snow Clan and made a hoarse question.

The old patriarch of the Beiyuan Snow Clan looked lonely, his complexion faded, and his whole person seemed to be aging.

This situation is very bad. You must know that the old patriarch of the Beiyuan Snow Clan has stepped into the realm of demon gods with one foot. It is in the middle of life, when he is in the best state of mind, but now he is suddenly aging. , It was obvious how hard he had been hit, and he was on the verge of becoming confused.

Wushen Beiluo saw him, his brow furrowed deeper, and his mouth moved, trying to persuade him, but thinking of the tragic death of his beloved, his heart was once again occupied by anger.

"Tell me! Lan Yue is your daughter, why are you killing her!"

Beiluo Wushen said solemnly.

"The blame is that she was born in the Northern Plains Snow Clan, and the blame is that she should not violate the rules of the clan and steal the Northern Plains Order!"

Beiluo Wushen looked sad.

"North Plains God Order? Just because she stole the North Plains God order to let me understand the inner mental method, let me modify the cultivation method, advanced to the Martial God?

If so, you should come to me and kill me instead of killing Blue Moon! "

Wu Shen Beiluo let out an angry roar again, and his whole body trembled.

Xiao Chao looked aside and shook his head slightly.

Thinking about it now, there is a big difference between the legend of the Beiyuan Snow Clan and the real situation.

According to legend, Beiluo Wushen used the little princess of the Beiyuan Snow Clan, that is, the blue moon, deliberately approached the blue moon, stole the exercises, and then killed the blue moon.

But now it seems that the Northern Fallen Warrior has a deep affection for Lan Yue, and it is not Northern Fallen Warrior who killed Lan Yue, but the patriarch of Beiyuan Xue Clan, Lan Yue's father.

The old patriarch of the Beiyuan Snow Clan heard this, and shook his head slightly, his fists were also clenched tightly, he made a ‘guck’ sound, and his eyes also showed anger.

"You are my son-in-law. If you only comprehend the techniques of the Beiyuan Snow Clan, then I will be punished a little."

The old patriarch of the Beiyuan Snow Clan said tremblingly.

"Then why..."

The Beiluo Wushen had not finished speaking, but the old patriarch of the Beiyuan Xue Clan spoke again.

"But, but Yue'er not only got the Beiyuan Divine Order, but also got the inheritance of the Beiyuan Divine Order, which drop of demon **** blood got!"

The old patriarch of Beiyuan Snow Clan pressed his fist closer, and his face also showed bitterness.

"Inheritance? Demon God's blood? Isn't that a treasure left by the ancestors of the Beiyuan Snow Clan?"

The ghost of Beiluo Wushen asked suspiciously.

Sitting quietly, Xiao Chao was also puzzled, listening to the explanation of the old patriarch of Beiyuan Xue Clan.

"What treasure? An inheritance of shit!"

The old patriarch of Beiyuan Snow Clan smiled bitterly.

Beiluo Wushen looked solemn, but quietly waited for the old patriarch of the Beiyuan Snow Clan to continue speaking.

"I believe you can also feel that after receiving the blood of the demon god, Yue'er's state is getting worse and worse!"

The old patriarch of Beiyuan Xue Clan did not answer the question.