The Nine Reincarnations are Unleashed, and the Sickly Villain Heroine Arrives

The weather was very cold, but the weather was very hot.

A month had passed in the blink of an eye.

Cang Wu Luan Tian had also arrived at the coldest month of the winter.

The cold wind was biting, raging in the air like a sharp blade.

The ground under my feet was covered with thick snow layer by layer, and the road surface was raised a lot.

The frozen bodies of countless refugees fell on the roadside in pieces, and in less than an incense stick of time, these bodies would be covered by heavy snow again.

The coldness mercilessly harvested the lives of these refugees, and no refugee could survive by chance.

In such bad weather, the world seemed to be divided into two extremes.

On one side is a warm and comfortable room, where some people can lie comfortably in the quilt, hugging their concubines and enjoying the time of laughter and joy.

On the other side, some people can only hide in a tattered corner, waiting for death to come.

This may be the injustice of fate, or it may be the law in troubled times.

Clang!

A sharp whistle suddenly resounded in the world.

That was the sound of swords and swords intertwined, ringing in the sky.

In the flying snowflakes, two figures intertwined with each other.

The movements were swift and agile, as if they were integrated with the snow.

One of the figures was wearing a black robe, and his posture was as tall as a pine tree in the snow.

Shen Shuchou's face was solemn, and the spring rain in his hand flashed with cold light, and every swing of the knife was accompanied by the sound of a sharp wind breaking through the air.

The snowflakes were stirred and flew everywhere in the terrifying knife, and the cold eyes were locked on the white figure opposite.

Compared to Shen Shuchou who looked solemn, Wen Muxuan looked relaxed, with a snow-white long sword in her hand.

Her charming figure was like a silver-white butterfly dancing in the wind and snow, casually blocking Shen Shuchou's fierce knife.

"Hey! Little brother, are you good enough? How can you come out to make a living with such a slow knife?"

Wen Muxuan did not forget to mock Shen Shuchou.

"No more playing."

Shen Shuchou put away his knife after hearing this.

Wen Muxuan: "..."

"Hey! How can you be like this."

Wen Muxuan came to Shen Shuchou and said.

Shen Shuchou ignored her and sat upright in the snow.

Wen Muxuan turned away her pretty face when she saw this, and then sat down next to Shen Shuchou.

But at this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed Wen Muxuan's hand.

"I won."

Shen Shuchou smiled slightly.

Wen Muxuan was slightly stunned. When she saw the hand that was grabbed, her pretty face turned slightly red. She quickly broke free and turned her head away and said, "You...you are cheating."

"Does the rule say that cheating is not allowed?"

Shen Shuchou said without any concern.

"Then...you can't grab my hand either."

Wen Muxuan didn't know what to say for a moment, and said in a low voice.

"You are so much bigger than me, and it won't cost you a piece of meat if you grab it."

Shen Shuchou looked at her speechlessly.

Since he won by chance at Wen Muxuan last time, Wen Muxuan would ask him to compete every day.

At first Shen Shuchou didn't agree, but there was no way because the other party gave too much.

Whether it was the food or the clothes he and Pei Rou wore, they were all from Wen Muxuan.

After a month of getting along, the two became friends.

Shen Shuchou also knew her a little. As Wen Yanyu said, Wen Muxuan's temper was indeed very bad, but she was also a good person inside.

After getting along with each other for a long time, Shen Shuchou also knew Wen Muxuan's age. Although she looked like she was fifteen or sixteen years old, Wen Muxuan was actually twenty-two years old, eleven years older than Shen Shuchou.

At this moment, Wen Muxuan secretly looked at Shen Shuchou with her peripheral vision. She had to admit that Shen Shuchou was really good-looking, with fair skin and sharp features.

But the only different feeling Shen Shuchou brought to Wen Muxuan was that she always felt that the soul of this eleven-year-old boy was like a thousand-year-old monster.

Whether it was from words or usual actions, it was not in line with his age.

But the cheating behavior just now was not in line with this age. For a moment, Wen Muxuan really couldn't see through Shen Shuchou.

Wen Muxuan always unconsciously regarded Shen Shuchou as a peer, so she had a subconscious action just now.

After hearing Shen Shuchou's reply, she remembered that Shen Shuchou next to her was just an eleven-year-old kid.

Thinking of this, Wen Muxuan couldn't help but smile.

In this white snow, the two of them were quietly

Sitting next to each other, not saying a word to each other.

Their figures looked so small in the flying snow, as if they would be swallowed up in the next second.

It's not that Shen Shuqiu wants to sit here like a fool, but Wen Muxuan asks him to do this every time.

If it weren't for her promise, Shen Shuqiu wouldn't bother to talk to her.

"Shen Shuchou."

In the snow, Wen Muxuan's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Shen Shuqiu tilted his head and looked, and saw Wen Muxuan's serious face at this moment, as if she had something important to say.

"What's wrong."

Shen Shuqiu responded gently.

"Do you want to practice?"

Wen Muxuan's eyes were fixed on Shen Shuqiu's side face, and white snowflakes fell on his shoulders.

Shen Shuqiu looked strange. He didn't know why she suddenly mentioned this, but he didn't reply.

"I've seen you, and your qualifications are quite good. I have two purposes for going out this time. The first is to solve the bottleneck that I have been stuck in for a long time. The second is to take Yanyu back to the Hidden Moon Sword. Zong.”

"Now I have another temporary decision. Are you willing to follow me back to the Hidden Moon Sword Sect? After ten years of your very good qualifications, your name will definitely be in the world of immortality. Moreover, I, the little girl Guanyanyu, am interested in you and will wait for you. "Weak Guan, when she is young, I will make the decision for my parents and let you two get married."

There was a hint of hope in Wen Muxuan's beautiful eyes.

Shen Shuqiu smiled slightly when he heard this, then shook his head and refused: "Thank you for your kindness, I don't plan to practice."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Muxuan's eyes dimmed visibly.

"You're wasting your qualifications."

Wen Muxuan continued.

"It doesn't matter to me what my qualifications are. I don't intend to practice, so my qualifications are the best."

Shen Shuqiu said calmly.

"The reason why you don't practice is because of Pei Rou."

Wen Muxuan seemed to know Shen Shuqiu's inner thoughts.

Shen Shuqiu said calmly: "Yes and no, is there any difference?"

"But she's not your biological sister. Is it worth wasting all your qualifications?"

Wen Muxuan gritted her teeth with a look of hatred on her pretty face.

"To me, she is my biological sister."

Shen Shuqiu thought of the tenderness on Pei Rou's face that could not be concealed, and looked back as if he felt something at this moment.

But he saw a little head peeking in front of the small shed not far away.

When Pei Rou saw Shen Shuqiu looking at him, she quickly waved her hand and shouted: "Brother, come back quickly."

After spending a month with Pei Rou, the little girl is becoming more and more attached to Shen Shuqiu and has become very familiar with him.

She hugged her whenever she couldn't see her. Anyway, Shen Shuqiu couldn't leave her sight for more than a stick of incense.

This made Shen Shuqiu suddenly see the shadow of the little Jiang Qianqiu in Pei Rou.

But it is a little different from Jiang Qianqiu. Although Jiang Qianqiu is also very obedient, he can occasionally be a little naughty and play pranks with Shen Shuqiu.

But the little girl Pei Rou was different. She obeyed Shen Shuqiu's words and did whatever Shen Shuqiu said without any dissatisfaction.

Seeing the eager look of the little girl not far away, Shen Shuqiu smiled slightly and immediately left without planning to say anything more to Wen Muxuan.

But just when Shen Shuqiu was about to leave, Wen Muxuan's next words made him stagnate.

"What if she dies."

Wen Muxuan stared at Shen Shuqiu's back and said softly.

The next moment, Shen Shuqiu didn't make any movement. I wonder if it was Wen Muxuan's illusion.

She suddenly felt a death threat from Shen Shuqiu. This feeling made her uncomfortable and a little unreal.

Before she could think more, Shen Shuqiu's words gradually fell off.

"Wen Muxuan, I regard you as a friend, but please don't touch my bottom line, otherwise you will definitely die."

There was no emotion or anger in Shen Shuqiu's words, only a chill that pierced his bones. It seemed to be ten times colder than the cold first month of the year.

"You misunderstood what I meant."

Wen Muxuan was silent for a moment and said softly.

She just had an idea to kill Pei Rou silently, which was extremely easy for her as a cultivator.

But after hearing Shen Shuqiu's words, Wen Muxuan put this idea back.

Just like what Shen Shuqiu said about friends, Wen Muxuan didn't want Shen Shuqiu to lose an important person, but she also didn't want Shen Shuqiu to die without knowing one day like these refugees, wasting a good talent in vain.

"Look at the frozen bones in the snow. Do they think about the day they will die? Do you think you can lead Pei Rou in this world safely?"

"Can you guarantee that you can really protect Pei Rou for the rest of his life? Ordinary people in this world

The fate of the people is only death, and the fate of the refugees is as fleeting as a snowflake. "

"I will return to the sect in two months. I will be in seclusion for the next time, and I will not come to see you again for the time being. You can think about it in these two months. I will definitely take you when I decide. Walk."

"Each of us should have our own destiny, so why force ourselves to embark on a road of no return."

Wen Muxuan pursed her lips and said a lot at once. All in all, she still wanted to persuade Shen Shuchou.

It is difficult for ordinary people to survive in this world, let alone refugees.

"You are right, each of us has our own destiny."

Shen Shuqiu replied softly.

"You promised me."

Hearing this, Wen Muxuan's face lit up with joy, and there was a hint of joy that was difficult to conceal even in her words.

"No!"

"I mean, protecting Pei Rou is the most important destiny of my life."

Shen Shuqiu looked at the snowflakes falling in front of his eyes and chuckled.

"Shen Shuqiu, face the reality! You can't defeat me even if I don't have to cultivate. Why do you think you can protect her?"

Wen Muxuan's expression changed again. She stood up suddenly and asked loudly.

Clang!

The next moment, a crisp sound of swords burst out in the wind and snow, and even the surrounding snowflakes were stirred by the sharp roar.

"The knife in my hand is enough."

A sense of confidence emerged from Shen Shuqiu's words. At this moment, he seemed to be the sharpest knife in the world.

Then Shen Shuqiu stopped talking to Wen Muxuan, and the tall back gradually disappeared from Wen Muxuan's sight under the cover of the wind and snow.

Wen Muxuan felt a strong sense of disappointment towards Shen Shuqiu.

Those beautiful eyes were fixed on the direction he was leaving. The snow was falling harder and harder, gradually covering up her beautiful figure.