Chapter 129

Hiss——

Countless white fog came out of the snow, floating with a smell of stench and decay, which was extremely pungent.

Just now, the leader wanted to attack Yi Xiaoqiao when she was close, but he didn't want to suddenly fly out of the woods and poke a bamboo stick in his hand. His great strength penetrated the whole palm, and then white smoke rose from his hand, making a hissing sound, as if corroded by strong acid, and his palm began to fester.

After two minutes, the whole body was festering.

"Ah..." the woods echoed the miserable cry of the leader.

He rolled on the ground and stumbled to escape, trying to avoid this pain, but found that everything was futile. His legs festered, his bones turned into slag, the ground was full of sticky blood, and the smell of rust was mixed with a fishy smell, which was disgusting.

"Ha ha, I don't lose, I don't lose, ha ha..." in his almost crazy cry, the whole body turned into a pool of blood.

Yi Xiaoqiao trembled and grabbed Mu Yi'an's clothes. Rao was that she had made psychological preparations and could not help shrinking into Mu Yi'an's arms. The death was really terrible.

Mu Yi'an patted her to show comfort.

In the dark, someone flew over like a ghost and fell next to the pool of blood.

Yi Xiaoqiao tilted his head to see that it was a man in black. There was no expression on his face. His eyes were like two glass beads without emotion. He kicked a piece of rotten meat that fell to one side with his toes. The rotten meat fell into the blood and made a "hiss" sound again, which was soon corroded and cleaned.

Everyone looked at the man with a shudder.

The man waved his hand. A hurricane blew the snow on the ground and fell on the blood. Soon, it covered the blood as if it had never been bloody.

Everyone was in a complicated mood, and Mu Yian was silent.

Yi Xiaoqiao looked at the slender bamboo cleaved in his hand.

"You are the one who likes to chop bamboo in the drunk bamboo forest."

The man looked up, his eyes fell on Yi Xiaoqiao, then moved to the bamboo in her hand and nodded silently.

"Your martial arts are so high." Just when he approached, Yi Xiaoqiao hardly felt his existence: "what to do, I actually blame you, but you just saved me."

The man was silent, his eyes moved like colored glass, fell on Yi Xiaoqiao and looked at her quietly.

Yi Xiaoqiao's hand loosened, and the bamboo fell on the snow, pressing a mark on the already fluffy snow: "I want to see her."

Mu Yi'an nodded, "OK."

Mu Yi'an called to Chifeng, took Yi Xiaoqiao on his horse and quickly left the bamboo forest.

The cold wind roared, and the northwest wind cut his face like a knife.

On the wasteland to the east of Yucheng, there is a small grave covered with snow. It is very small. If there is not a tombstone, no one will think it is a grave.

Yi Xiaoqiao stood in front of the tombstone and clenched his fist: "your martial arts are so high. You must have heard something in the bamboo forest at that time?"

The man stood not far away and looked at her quietly without answering.

"I know you have no obligation to save people, but I really hate you. You could have saved her. Maybe a bamboo stick could save her, but you... You didn't." Yi Xiaoqiao stroked the tombstone: "I know it's unreasonable for me to say this, but I really hate you."

The man opened his mouth and didn't speak after all.

"Peaches..." she used to comb her hair and teach her how to dress. Unexpectedly, it turned into a space between heaven and man: "peaches..."

Tears rustled down, and Yi Xiaoqiao leaned against the tombstone and cried.

Mu Yi'an breathed a sigh of relief. These days she hasn't cried and is quiet like a porcelain doll, but the more so, Mu Yi'an is more worried. Grief stays in her heart and will only be depressed in her heart. Yu Yi Xiaoqiao must be disadvantageous. It's good that she can cry today.

"Peaches..." Yi Xiaoqiao suddenly jumped on the small grave and began to dig with his hands: "those who cheat me must cheat me. I don't believe it!"

"Yi Xiaoqiao!" Mu Yian grabbed her hand: "what are you doing!"

"I don't believe it. The peach is not dead. You lied to me." Yi Xiaoqiao seems to have caught a life-saving straw and dug out a sign from the grave: "no body, she's not dead."

"Yi Xiaoqiao!" Mu Yi'an hugged her: "calm down, peach, she has..."

"No body."

"There is no body. This is a clothes grave."

At that time, they were busy saving Nian scar. They ignored the peaches for a while. A day and a night had passed when they found that the peaches were missing. Mu Yi'an sent someone to look for them and searched Yucheng and its surroundings. Finally, they only found a land stained with blood, on which were the dark orders on the peaches and her sword.

Mu Yi'an checked the surroundings and found signs of fighting. He thought the peaches were stained with the powder.

"Come on, Little Joe." Mu Yi'an hugged her and comforted her in a low voice. She knew it clearly and knew it would be like this. Why did she have to dig up and face the pain directly? She knew it clearly.

Yi Xiaoqiao pushed Mu Yi'an away and grabbed the man in black's clothes: "you can save her. Why don't you save her? If you save her, she won't suffer like this. She won't die. Why don't you save her when you move your finger with a bamboo!"

"Come on, Little Joe!" Mu Yi'an hugged her: "Okay, okay, don't do this!"

"You are so powerful that you can kill him with one move. Why did you watch the peach accident and don't you save her..."

Yi Xiaoqiao was forcibly dragged away by Mu Yi'an. She watched herself getting farther and farther away from the man. Her strength seemed to be losing. She took a little time out of her body. She lay powerless in the snow, letting the cold cave soak her bones and go deep into her bone marrow.

She stared at the gray sky. She didn't know what the peach was thinking at the last moment. She didn't know how painful the peach was before she died, but her heart hurt. The pain was not her own. She knew she shouldn't vent her anger on him, but she didn't know where she could vent her resentment.

Since she came here, peaches have been with her and helped her. Without peaches, Yi Xiaoqiao doesn't know how many times he has died, but peaches have gone like this. He doesn't even have a body. Even in the end, he will suffer great pain, like a cult leader who rots to the point where there is no residue.

It is said that good and evil are rewarded. Peach is such a kind and cheerful girl. Why do you suffer such pain? God, it's not fair.

"Little Joe." Mu Yi'an seemed to be calling her, but she couldn't hear it. The voice seemed to be separated by a diaphragm, could not be heard clearly, and seemed to be calling her from the distant void.

She finally closed her eyes