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Everyone was dumbstruck that Shiruolan's injuries could actually be healed quickly along with the silver threads.

Above the crowd, even Qin Lie did not know what was happening. The last time he probed Shiruolan, he had already discovered that there seemed to be something hidden within her Soul Sea.

That little bit of Spiritual Energy just now might have inadvertently triggered the thing inside. He couldn't help but sigh. He was careless and actually managed to draw out such a powerful existence.

He felt even more embarrassed. He still wasn't too concerned about Shiruolan and her predicament these days could be said to be full of humiliation. Even with such astonishing recovery power, his body was still riddled with wounds. It could be seen what kind of torture she had suffered while she was gone.

If it were any other ordinary person, they would have probably died a horrible death. She should have known earlier that these so-called clansmen did not like her at all. He had actually recklessly thrown her back to the Snow Lion tribe and ignored her.

"Then! That's the snow seal of our Lion Clan's Royal Family! " An aged voice suddenly sounded from not too far away. It caused everyone's minds to awaken.

Qin Lie turned his body slightly, and saw two old men in blue not far away walking over with happy expressions. One of them had a face that was similar to Shifatian, even though he was old, he had a imposing aura that was not inferior to Shifatian. He had an imposing aura and unfathomable strength. His status seemed to be quite honorable. The other man was dressed as a priest. He was the one who had spoken. The divine light in her eyes surged as she looked at Shiruolan with hidden excitement.

"Snow Seal?" Qin Lie was startled, he guessed that this Snow Seal, was probably something similar to his own Star Mark. After glancing at the two elders for a moment, Qin Lie retracted his gaze, and laughed: "Rolan, are you in pain? Do you hate these guys? How about I help you kill them all? "

When the two elders heard this, they were stunned. He looked at the youth with some dread. He only felt that although this person's tone was calm, he was extremely serious. It was as if with just a single word from Shiruolan, his Snow Lion race would be annihilated.

Shiruolan shook his head decisively. "Kill? I don't want it. My mother had said before that I was too weak. "As long as I become stronger in the future, father and father will treat Xue'er well."

He finally opened his mouth to speak, but his tone was halting, halting, and incoherent. It was as if saying such words was extremely difficult.

Qin Lie could tell that Shiruolan was doing this because she rarely conversed with others. However, her eyes grew increasingly ice-cold, akin to daggers, slicing towards the crowd.

And then he twitched his mouth. Although he had already expected it, he was still unwilling. He thought to himself, [What kind of person is this girl's mother?] Isn't this a little too weird?

It was no wonder that this little girl would never abandon these bastards.

"And your mother?"

"Mother, she's gone."

Looking at his hands again, Shiruolan's expression became even dimmer. "Rolan counts every single day, and today is exactly forty-seven times. The further it goes, the harder it is for Rolan to count. "

However, Qin Lie suddenly had a revelation, and understood Shiruolan's state of mind. Maybe this girl really liked these guys. It was only because he yearned for kinship that he was like this.

A little kid who was bullied every day and ignored by everyone, even if someone gave him a little bit of warmth … Shiruolan would probably hug him tightly as well, as if he was a drowning man who would never let go until he was completely in despair …

He didn't know why, but Qin Lie felt a throbbing pain in his chest. The vicious thought that had just been suppressed once again soared up once more.

He was smiling on the surface as he gently caressed Shiruolan's head.

"Rolan, do you really want father and brother? Well, they don't want you, I want you! How about I be your brother's relative in the future? "Big brother likes you a lot."

Shiruolan's eyes instantly lit up, she turned her head in surprise and joy, and looked at Qin Lie. She felt a sense of fear and disbelief. Was the scene before her eyes real? Was there really anyone in this world who would like her?

Qin Lie also stopped speaking, and directly ripped off the expensive skin and fur that Hu Rui was wearing, and firmly wrapped Shiruolan's thin body up.

After that, he coldly swept his gaze at Shifatian. His killing intent slightly flickered, and then he instantly suppressed it: "I'll be taking her away today, and in the future, even if she's my foster sister Qin Lie, she'll return ten years later and inherit the position of the Snow Lion's Patriarch."

However, Shi Fukong slightly frowned, "Patriarch, only the direct descendant of my Shi Family can inherit this!"

That voice hadn't finished. Qin Lie's eyes once again shone with a red light. His figure suddenly disappeared. With a flash of lightning, he was already ten zhang away, closing in on Shi Xueman.

The latter's reaction was also extremely swift. She did not feel fear because she had been forced to retreat just now. After a muffled grunt, the muscles of his entire body expanded, and his silver hair stood on end like a hedgehog.

Her two big hands were like iron pincers as they grabbed towards Qin Lie. In the end, he did not dare to offend Demon Lord of The Heavenly Demon Sect, but with this attack, he was confident he could restrain Qin Lie for the time being! With a strength of almost eight million jin, he faintly borrowed the momentum of several hundred thousand Snow Lion clansmen. They had almost reached the early stage of the Fragmentation Realm. Just the Astral Wind they had brought along with them had already caused the surrounding limestone to crumble, inch by inch …

Lion Splitting Celestial Dragon! With this pair of hands, even if it was a true Sixth Rank Flood Dragon, it would be able to shatter it in front of him!

In that split-second, a lightning snake wrapped around Qin Lie's arm, followed by tens of thousands of purple lightning, converged at the center of his palm. The speed of his punches had also increased by several times. It had actually passed through his palms in an unstoppable manner.

"Rushing Thunder Fist Aura?"

At this moment, Mage Kong was extremely shocked. This Qin Lie, had actually already grasped the 'intent' of the martial way!

However, he didn't have time to think and couldn't react. He just felt a heavy blow on his waist.

It was as if a huge hammer that carried a tremendous force of ten million jin had smashed onto his chest. The purple lightning entered his body and exploded, spreading out like crazy. It caused his four limbs to completely freeze up.

His entire body was thrown into the air, rolling about as if his waist was broken. And just as he was about to land on the ground, Qin Lie's figure quickly flashed over. He stomped hard on the ground and heavily stomped on Mage Qi Kong's head!

A thunderous explosion resounded as the smoke and dust on the surface of the city walls churned. All of the bluestone blocks collapsed.

The old man who looked so similar to Shifatian was already worried. Upon seeing this, he could no longer hold it in. He pounced forward and fiercely pounced towards the thick smoke and dust. His figure flashed, and his speed was actually not any slower than Qin Lie's from before.

Qin Feng squinted, and gently wrapped the spear around himself. However, the silence soon returned. It was because of the Spiritual Sense that had sensed that Qin Lie had already pulled out the sword at the thickest part of the smoke and dust!

When the sword was swung out, a huge dragon suddenly appeared and started dancing in the air.

"Kuang Ting, slash!"

When the huge dragon completely rushed down and exploded, the sharp Sword Qi inside finally revealed the tip of the iceberg.

The silver-haired old man's pupils constricted. He then let out a loud roar that could shake mountains and rivers. His two palms reached out as well, and in each of his claws, a snow-white lion appeared behind him.

It actually collided head on with Qin Lie's Raging Rain Sword Qi! He wasn't at a disadvantage at all. In the air, one could hear the sound of air exploding as smoke and dust became increasingly rampant. The strong gale danced and the weaker Snow Lion clansmen had already been sent flying far away.

Qin Lie was also surprised, this man, was most likely weaker than Yue Guanyun! To be able to block so many of his swords, this was the first time he saw one.

And then he sneered. If he didn't vent his anger today, it would be hard for him to quell the anger raging in his chest!

Qin Lie's sword suddenly changed again. It was still a frenzied dance of thunder, but the core within had suddenly changed. Fire and water intertwined, twisting and turning, countless arcs of lightning twisting around it.

As expected, the silver haired old man's Genuine Qi stopped him for a moment. Unable to react in time, the Primordial Dragon Elephant's power seeped into his shoulder and created a bloody hole.

In an instant, his face turned extremely pale. A pair of iron palms as hard as Soul-soldier's, were defeated almost completely.

A moment later, a dull explosion sounded in the air. The silver-haired old man's figure explosively retreated.

He was in an extremely sorry state. His clothes were torn and his body was covered in wounds. His large hands that were filled with muscles trembled slightly.

Although he was not seriously injured, the eyes he looked towards the deeper parts of the smoke and dust were filled with shock and fear. His body also froze in place, not moving an inch …

The last strike had clearly changed the sword intent! He had never seen a new kind of Martial Arts Ideas, one that seemed to be completely different from the legendary Ice Flame Sword Intent!

Furthermore, he had a faint feeling that this young man had not used his full strength just now!

The Astral Wind that was clashing sword and palm continued to wreak havoc. In an instant, the smoke was gone. It was completely blown away.

Qin Lie was startled once again. To estimate the old man's strength, he levelled up another level. It was not because he was inferior to Yue Guanyun, but it was because he was not inferior to Yue Guanyun.

If it was before he had advanced to the Yang Reversion Stage Profound Arts Master, he would not have cared at all. This person might be able to pose a threat, but in this place, this person was at most a little troublesome.

In truth, right now, although the silver-haired old man appeared to be unharmed, he should be severely injured.

His Primordial Dragon Elephant's Qi was not so easy to receive!

Just as his thoughts reached this point, half of the old man's clothes were burnt to ashes by the scarlet flame. The other half were completely frozen.

The silver-haired old man could no longer hold it in and spat out a mouthful of blood. However, he still spat out all his remaining Zhen Qi through this mouthful of blood.

Qin Lie sneered and ignored him. His cold eyes looked down at his feet, directly slashing his sword into Shifatian's forehead, causing blood to instantly leak out.

"Do you think that Gu Jue is negotiating a condition with you? Since Gu Jun has spoken, it means his will. Even if your Snow Lion race is to be annihilated, you all must do it for me, understand? "

Shifatian felt extremely humiliated, he struggled with all he had, but was stomped hard by Qin Lie, causing him to be unable to move.

"Lonely Knowledge has always been free and unruly under the sea of clouds, not taming the rules. However, this place was governed by Heavenly Demon Sect above the sea of clouds! I can forgive you once, but there was a second time, and that second time, you will definitely be exterminated! "

While talking, Qin Lie used the sword tip and moved between Shifatian's brows, drawing lines of blood. Finally, there was the word 'slave' written on his forehead.

The silver-haired old man was instantly enraged, but he didn't dare to move. Shi Dingyuan and his brothers were also on the verge of bursting, but they couldn't move under the oppressive aura.

"Don't your Snow Lion race believe in the strong over the weak? Should the weak obey? Then we should understand now, that Rolan is stronger than you all because of her! The only reason why you are still alive right now is because of Rolan. You don't want all of you to die yet. The piece of land you all are standing on, is also an exclusive gift to Rolan, and not you all, do you understand? "

As he said that, the sword's tip became even more sharp. Strands of world shaking power entered the sword and began to move around.

Shifatian immediately felt all the veins in his body shattering like countless steel blades. The power of fire and ice constantly clashed with each other.

The pain that made him wish for nothing more than to end his life instantly spread throughout his body, causing the muscles on his face to be distorted beyond recognition.

Finally, with a "ah" sound, he let out a sad and shrill scream.

However, Qin Lie did not mind, and the smile on his face was even more cruel.

He was just about to torture this fellow again to leave him with a deeper impression. However, his clothes were forcefully pulled by Shiruolan. Lowering his head, he only saw this girl's face full of pleading.

Qin Lie felt helpless, but he still held his breath. There was nothing he could do, he could only let Shifatian go. But before he moved his feet, he stomped down heavily once again, causing Shifatian's body to sink back into the ground.

Then without even turning his head, he turned and left. He had nothing to say to these people.

However, just as he took a few steps, he heard the Snow Lion Clan's old priest say respectfully: "Monarch, please wait! I wonder if I can keep Rolan here? She has the Wild Lion Snow Seal, and is the true direct blood of my Snow Lion race. With the protection of our ancestors, the true direct descendants of our clan will be reborn in the clan, with the rise and fall of our race. I humbly request Monarch to give her to me, Shi Bin, to take care of her. "

With that said, Shifatian and Shi Dingyuan were both startled, and looked at the silver haired old man for confirmation. The latter however, was livid and didn't say a word.

All around them, the crowd had been in a frenzy. The Snow Lion tribe members, who could not help, looked at each other when they heard this. They all looked at Shiruolan with disbelief.

Could this frail little girl be the true descendant of the Snow Lion race? How is this possible?

However, the old priest's words were clear, and the look of anxiety on his face didn't seem like he was lying.

Qin Lie also stopped in his tracks, and smiled towards Shiruolan who was in his embrace: "Girl, you want to come with me? Or do you want to stay in the clan? "

Shiruolan slightly hesitated, but after a moment, she felt that the warmth in Qin Lie's embrace was even more captivating.

On the contrary, within the clan, there was a suffocating coldness that made people feel fear.