Sikong Huang's Ice Soul Sword.

This was originally a symbol of the head of the Gu family. The extremely iced sword of the Gu family is also the same spiritual treasure of the previous heads of the Gu family.

Sikong Xiao clenched the hilt of the sword and felt the sword body tremble slightly. It was Jian Ling Bingpo who greeted him and asked Sikong Huang where he was now? How was his body?

Feeling Bingpo's worry, Sikong Xiao looked at the huge Gu family again, closed his eyes, and the hand holding Bingpo Sword burst out. Could it be that because he lost his cultivation, he could not be the head of the Gu family, so Sister Huang couldn't even keep Bingpo?

A sword is more affectionate than a flesh-and-blood person!

After the succession ceremony, Gu Hu and Gu Yu walked to Sikong Xiao to pay their respects. Sikong Xiao looked at the two of them and smiled slowly, "What are your advice?"

Gu Hu and Gu Yu were sweating on their foreheads. The power of an eighth-level top spiritual cultivator made them a little afraid. Sikong Xiao didn't want to say much. He was delayed in the Gu family for too long and it was time to leave as soon as possible.

After thinking about it, Sikong Xiao found Gu Yao and announced in public that Gu Yao was the head of the family. When he was not in the clan, Gu Yao was responsible for everything. Ignoring Gu Yao's surprised gaze, Sikong Xiao's body disappeared from the hall in a flash, drifting away like her grandfather Gu Aotian.

Sikong Xiao was not a person who was greedy for power. Not to mention the head of the family, she would find it troublesome even if she was a secret guard leader. This was the case in her previous life. As a professional killer, she has always been accustomed to being alone. Her only partner is Wanju, but she didn't expect that this only partner betrayed her, causing her to be reincarnate in this world.

After returning to her life, Sikong Xiao still remains unchanged from the scatteredness of the past, but there are many more people in her heart than in her previous life, including relatives, friends, apprentices... all of them are concerned, and she must protect each one, especially Sister Huang, who is the best for her. Sikong Xiao would rather be hurt by herself than want her to suffer any damage.

With Sikong Huang as the head of the Gu family, Sikong Xiao had already kept his distance from this position, for fear of causing unnecessary rifts. If it weren't for the responsibility that could not be removed, she wouldn't bother to get involved in this big burden. Once the matter was completed, she would have to be far away from these families and their power, and live the last happy years.

On the way to the sect, Sikong Xiao wrapped himself in a cloak and looked up at the setting sun. If she said what she still pursued in this life, it would probably be as Ming Nianyue said-

"There is a heaven beyond the sky, and human power is hard to exhaust it, but as long as people are still alive, they should pursue the heaven outside the sky and the land outside the earth... I really want to see the truly vast world..."

When he returned to the sect, it was the twilight again. Sikong Xiao first went to his Changxiao Peak to explore it. He met the people from the Yue Palace for a few days. He knew that they had been guarding them, so he felt relieved.

Next, I went to Sikong Song, told him about the ladder altar, and told him to come to find him tomorrow morning and take the Zijin Order of the Sikong family.

When the sky finally got dark, Sikong smiled and walked to Sikong Huang's door with his shoulders down.

Seeing the orange candlelight faintly coming out of it, Sikong Xiao stood at the door for a while, turned his wrist and took out the best sword with a cold light. He raised the sword. She hesitated whether she should give Bingpo to Sister Huang?

Before Sikong Xiao could think clearly, the Ice Soul Sword in his hand could not wait to shake twice. After breaking away from Sikong Xiao's hand, he flew into the room from the window.

Sikong Xiao was shocked and quickly pushed the door in. He finally calmed down when he saw Sikong Huang sitting intact at the table.

Sikong Huang raised his hand and stroked the sword body of the Bingpo Sword, turned around and looked at the stunned Sikong smile at the door, "One hundred and seventy-nineth head of the Gu family?"

Facing Sikong Huang with a faint expression, Sikong Xiao was at a loss, opened his mouth and whispered: "That... the Gu family member is here, he took the Purple Gold Order, so..."

Sikong Huang was slightly stunned and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "What are you thinking about?"

Sikong laughed and walked down embarrassedly, "I... I'm afraid you'll think too much."

"You're thinking too much." Sikong Huang patted Sikong's little face, and a trace of hesitation passed through his clear eyes. After a moment, she asked, "Do you really regret it?"

"What are you referring to?"

"Since you already know what you do, you should guess the trick between the Hidden Continent and the Four Kingdoms Continents." Sikong Huang stared at Sikong Xiao, like an elder who had already understood everything. "What you have done now is exactly what they hope for."

When his mind was turning, Sikong Xiao also guessed something, but when he thought about it, he raised his eyes and said slowly: "So what?"

"Everyone can do this, but if you do it, you will be involved in it in the future. This is not the life you want."

Sikong Huang looked out the window sadly and the vast world. That should be Sikong Xiao’s destination. From then on, whether she is willing or not, she will passively be involved in endless conspiracies and intrigues.

Sikong looked at the person in front of him. Under the candlelight, the corners of his lips with beautiful curves were slightly bent, "Sister Huang, you will always help me, right?"

The soft tail sound gently scratched the heart like the cubs of a cub. At that moment, Sikong Huang suddenly felt his heart being tightened. She pursed her lips and patted Sikong Xiao's back of her hand.

"I can help you, but I can't help you for the rest of my life. I still have to rely on your own in the future... Remember, you don't show your emotions and anger, and you don't express your likes and dislikes. Only by letting others never guess you can you firmly sit in this position."

"You have always been smart and have courage in major events, but you must be more diligent and not be tempted by any means. You must also be careful about those small matters..."

Looking at Sikong Huang who could not hide his worries on his face, Sikong Xiao shook his head and broke the nagging advice in his ears. He held the cold jade hand on the back of his hand, looked at the person in front of him with his black eyes and said:

"Sister Huang, it will be not safe here after the Altar of the Ladder of Heaven will be opened tomorrow. I'll send you away first?"

Sikong Huang pulled his hand back, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes, "Okay, then you can send me back to the palace."

"Palace?"

Sikong was really stunned when he smiled. He reacted and patted his head, stood up and gave a palace salute to Sikong Huang, tilted his head and said playfully: "Dear Her Majesty, let's go!"

Sikong Huang glared at Sikong Xiao with a angrily, and naturally picked up the Ice Soul Sword with his right hand. Seeing Sikong Xiao take out his former luxury aircraft, raise his hand and grab his waist and sweep in.

"There are indeed many good things in this family leader." Sikong Xiao stretched out and looked a little nostalgic when he saw the layout in the aircraft. "It's the same as what I saw at the beginning."

Turning around and lying on the soft big bed, Sikong Xiao took a deep breath and said silly: "There is also the smell of the medicine that you ordered at the beginning..."

Sikong Huang's face froze. Seeing Sikong Xiao raise his hand and wave it in the air, a dagger that he was familiar with appeared in her hand. It was crystal clear and cold, and the dagger blade was sharp and thin, like an awl.

Sikong Xiao gestured the strange-shaped dagger into his heart, his face dark and he couldn't tell his emotions. Sikong Huang had guessed something, his lips opened and closed, but he couldn't even make a syllable in his throat.
Chapter completed!