Today's wind and snow were a little lighter than yesterday's.
Many Heavenly Prides noticed these subtle changes.
But none of them cared.
Instead, they glared fiercely at Zuo Yan and the others at the front.
Ding Shuang stood toward the back of the crowd.
Following the others, he pointed at Zuo Yan and said, "If you've got the guts, then chop someone!"
"You think you can run wild just because you're clinging to Chu Qing's thigh?"
"Even if Chu Qing comes, he'll have no choice but to lower his head and admit his mistake!"
Over a thousand Heaven-Piercing Heavenly Prides.
With one finger each, they could poke Chu Qing to death.
"What does he have to fight us with?"
Just as he was shouting, Ding Shuang suddenly noticed:
Expressions of horror appeared on Zuo Yan and the others' faces.
"They must be scared!"
Ding Shuang burst into laughter.
Suddenly, he felt something warm and wet on his head.
Could the weakening wind and snow have made it warmer too?
Subconsciously, he wiped his head.
Then:
His hand came away stained with red snow.
Since when was snow red?
In Ding Shuang's mind, he recalled the time they had cleaned out the Gu Family. He had slain a young man from the Gu Family, and the other man's blood had sprayed out, dyeing the wind and snow crimson.
In an instant, Ding Shuang's scalp went numb.
Someone was killing people!
Blood had dyed the wind and snow red!
He was terrified!
He frantically activated a secret art, wanting to flee with a howl.
However:
It was too late!
The moment he activated the secret art, he felt a huge hand seize his head and shoulder.
The next second:
He discovered that his field of vision was rising.
His eyeballs rolled wildly,