Chapter 689

Song Ningxue's whole face was so black that she couldn't be any darker. She stared at Song Ningyu's direction. Her eyes were full of jealousy and resentment. Why should even heaven help her? Now it's easy for her to practice ethereal determination!

Chen Hua threw the book to Gong Zilin, raised his eyebrows and urged him, "since she opened it herself, give it to her. Come on! Let her strike while the iron is hot!" it's good if she didn't die! Chen Hua's heart was also released. Just now she was really scared to death. She was not well!

Song Ningyu stared at the people in the bamboo forest with a pair of eyes. The good and bad were particularly clear in her heart. The old patriarch almost rushed towards Peihua and said coldly, "this is ethereal and must not be handed over!"

Where is the old clan leader's opponent? The book fell into the old clan leader's hand. He closely protected the book as if he were protecting his own life. He shook his head and roared: "no one can hand over this book. This is my ethereal treasure of the town family. How can I give it to her easily!"

The snow emperor fiercely stood up and said in a cold voice: "it seems that the ethereal clan wants to be the enemy of Huangdao. Very good. Since the ethereal clan leader is unkind, the imperial clan doesn't have to pay attention to any righteousness!"

In a hurry, she stood beside the old patriarch and hurriedly explained: "grandpa didn't understand, and asked Lord xuehuang to give him a moment, and I will convince grandpa to hand over the misty decision!" she looked at the old patriarch in a hurry, but saw that the corner of the old patriarch's lips was still stained with blood. He held misty decision and shook his head desperately.

No, no, he just doesn't want to hand it in!

The snow emperor looked at the old patriarch coldly. Gong Zilin's eyes were as cold as ice. No matter which side it was, it gave him great pressure!

With some anxiety, Kan Hua pulled the old clan leader's sleeve and said to him: "Grandpa, do you really want to destroy the whole misty? Why on earth are you? What this woman says is what. Wake up. She has only been back for half a year. Do you know what kind of person she is? She once wanted to sit on the throne of Tang country! A person with such great ambition, Grandpa, you can't control her!"

Song Ningxue waved her palm to Kan Hua and said with a cold smile, "what do you know? If misty doesn't become strong, you will only be swallowed up by others in the future! You are such a woman, that's why you grew up in misty and have lower power and power than me!"

Chen Hua shook his head fiercely: "Grandpa, give me the misty! Come on, don't waste any more time! This woman colludes with the rain killing hall, Grandpa, she will destroy the misty!"

Song Ningxue was a little surprised. She waved her hand, pinched Chen Hua's neck and said coldly, "how do you know that I cooperate with Shayu hall?"

Chen Hua slapped song Ningxue, and they retreated two steps. Gong Zilin shouted at the old clan leader impatiently, "hand over the misty decision, otherwise I will slaughter the misty door!"

The old clan leader held the misty decision in his hand, pressed the scepter hard on the muddy ground, and said with a cold smile: "just because you are a weak little emperor, you dare to talk in front of the clan leader! I want to see what you can do!"

The cold wind was blowing in the whole bamboo forest, and the bamboo made a rustling sound. Song Ningyu, who was far away in the attic, began to radiate his huge internal force around, as if looking for something!

Gong Zilin's figure was very strange. In an instant, he appeared in front of the old clan leader. His cold eyes were full of strong murderous spirit. The ethereal book slowly fell into Gong Zilin's hands. The old clan leader rushed towards Gong Zilin recklessly. He shouted loudly, "no, you can't give it to him!! you can't give it!"

Chen Hua hugged the old clan leader's arm and said hurriedly, "Grandpa, it's useless for you to hold that book. It takes more than 50 years of deep internal power as the bottom. You're only more than 40 years now. Why do you need it!"

Gong Zilin took the book and strode towards song Ningyu. The powerful internal force instantly passed through Gong Zilin's body. Slowly, there was blood flow down Gong Zilin's waist. He endured great pain and cleaned his internal force. The snow emperor looked at Gong Zilin's figure, and his eyes were covered with a layer of light red.

Gong Zilin is always worth it.

He Lianxing smiled and held the snow emperor with a slight sigh. If Gong Zilin was in Song Ningyu's heart, he would be able to come back alive. If song Ningyu didn't go crazy, he would kill him. Since he stepped into the range defended by that powerful internal force just now, a wound has slowly appeared on Gong Zilin's body.

In the sound of Gong Zilin's footsteps, every step was stained with blood. Gong Zilin struggled to approach song Ningyu. The misty decision in his hand was snatched by song Ningyu for a moment, and the book slowly extended in the air in all directions.

Gong Zilin stood by the door, and the blood slowly gathered into a stream, dripping slowly towards the corridor.

The old clan leader sat on the ground, no longer as fierce and cold as before. The whole person was instantly covered with white hair. He held the bamboo, and the whole person became a little abnormal. His mouth was muttering to himself: "madam, I can't save you. I can't save you. How can I save you? How can I save you?"

The old clan leader climbed and rolled to song Ningxue's side, pulled her gorgeous and luxurious skirt and said anxiously: "you let her go, I beg you, you let her go, she's innocent! You let her go!"

Kuehua held the patriarch and said angrily, "Grandpa, what's going on! What do you ask her to do!" between the lightning and flint, kuehua seemed to think of something. She fiercely looked at Song Ningxue standing aside with a cold smile on her mouth, and was shocked.

"Grandpa, what's going on!"

The old clan leader just begged song Ningxue hard. There was no other words. Song Ningxue stretched out her foot and kicked the old clan leader away. With a disgusting cold voice on her face, she said, "even Ben piaomi will never get back. It's really waste! His majesty Xue Huang laughed at the things in the piaomi clan."

The snow emperor glanced coldly and knelt on the ground. The old clan leader, who looked a little depressed, was horrified. Suddenly she slapped the old clan leader. The old clan leader slowly fell into Jianhua's arms. At this time, Jianhua found that the old clan leader, who was still strong and healthy, was now so thin that she had only an old bone left. She bit her lip with some remorse.

The guard on one side only dared to look at them from a distance. When he saw that Kuihua looked at them and motioned them to go nearby, they walked slowly towards xuehuang and others with a little uneasiness.

He Lianxing smiled and touched the image for the old clan leader. Song Ningxue's face turned a little white. She took the old clan leader's hand back and said coldly, "there is a doctor in the misty family, so I won't bother him!"