A weak and evil woman was exiled? The beastly husbands risked their lives to protect her

Chapter 277 Xue Qianxun! I am Jiang Xinli!
A cool, snow-like touch came from Xue Qianxun's forehead.

Jiang Xinli's vision went black.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already inside Xue Qianxun's mental sea.

All was pitch black. Amidst the soft, falling black snowflakes, a strong, rotten stench, carrying the smell of blood, assaulted my senses.

A faint, pale yellow light enveloped and protected her body.

Once her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she could see clearly that thin strands of black liquid, as fine as hair, were suspended in the air.

These liquids were drawn off the ground and floated up.

Then, as if being drawn in by some external force, it gradually disappeared into the void.

Jiang Xinli knew that this was Xue Qianxun's spiritual sea that was leaking out.

Once these black liquids disappear completely—

Therefore, his spiritual sea is not only facing collapse, but will also cease to exist.

Therefore, the most urgent task is to find his spiritual body as soon as possible.

Jiang Xinli glanced around.

Unlike Sheng Tianze and Xuan Ying, whose spiritual seas contained castle ruins and a flat landscape, Xue Qianxun's spiritual sea contained undulating black snow-capped mountains.

"Boom—" The sounds of mountains cracking and glaciers collapsing could be heard from all around.

She slowly scanned her surroundings and finally saw a faint red glow on a towering snow-capped mountain not far to the southwest.

She thought for a moment, then stepped forward.

A bone-chilling cold seeped into my body through my smooth soles.

Realizing she was completely naked, she flicked her fingers and tried to wrap a pale yellow dodder vine around her body.

The texture wasn't great, but at least it covered some sensitive areas.

I tried again and wrapped my feet with two pale yellow vines.

The vines emitted a faint, eerie light and a touch of warmth, instantly making Jiang Xinli feel less cold.

After walking for a long time, we realized that the snow-capped mountain we had just seen was actually several more snow-capped mountains behind us.

She simply released her red dodder vines, and then, like a spider, used the power of the vines to quickly traverse one snow-capped mountain after another.

The dark red light is getting closer.

The rumbling sounds of glaciers collapsing all around grew louder and louder.

Jiang Xinli didn't dare to linger and quickened her pace.

Finally, after crossing nine snow-capped mountains—

She finally saw the spiritual castle that belonged to Xue Qianxun.

Unfortunately, the castle is now a black ruin.

Beneath the ruins lies a vast, bottomless ravine.

That red light emanated from the ravine.

She stopped at the edge of the ditch, gathered the dodder flowers that were binding her feet, and peered out into the surroundings.

Then slowly close your eyes, and use your heart and mind to feel the turbulent aura unique to the male spirit.

Soon, they smelled it—

Right there in that ravine emitting a dark red glow.

"Xue Qianxun!" she shouted.

An echo, accompanied by the howling of the cold wind, came from the depths of the ravine.

She lowered the vines and searched slowly.

Near the dark red light, a cold, hard object blocked the vines' path.

She tried to hook her vines on it, but a force like a barrier blocked her vines from the outside.

Jiang Xinli frowned and pondered for a moment, then opened her eyes and transformed the scarlet vines into sharp blades, which she then embedded into the ice wall.

Then, using the strength of the vines, they easily jumped into the crevice.

The light was dim, and the cracks were filled with countless sharp ice spikes, forcing her to slow down.

After descending a hundred meters, Jiang Xinli finally saw Xue Qianxun's spiritual form on a rugged, icy platform.

Her heart skipped a beat:
Inside a three-meter-high ice cage, a three-tailed snow fox trembled and curled up in a pool of dark red blood.

Its fur was filthy, and dark red blood was gushing from countless wounds on its body.

The blood reached the ice surface and condensed into tiny, dark red snowflakes. They floated into the air, gradually disappearing into the void, just like the leaked spiritual sea.

Thinking of what Xuexi said, the current snow fox might be extremely aggressive.

She stopped about five meters away from it.

Just as I was about to extend the pale yellow dodder vine to heal it, the snow fox suddenly opened its narrow eyes.

His once jewel-like golden-blue heterochromatic eyes are now filled with blood and brutal killing intent.

"Bam—"

It smashed through the ice cage, its face filled with murderous intent and coldness, and pounced on her like lightning.

"Xue Qianxun, it's me!" Jiang Xinli nimbly dodged the attack, but a scarlet vine was still severed by the snow fox's claws.

The vines grew rapidly and returned to normal.

"Wow—"

The snow fox's three snow-white tails drew a beautiful arc in the air before it leaped into the air and launched a second attack.

It was significantly faster than the first time.

"Whoosh—!" Five red vines from Jiang Xinli's fingertips swept towards it.

The snow fox nimbly dodged the vines and tackled Jiang Xinli to the ground.

"Hiss—" Even though the vines cushioned her fall, Jiang Xinli's face still contorted in pain when her back hit the ice.

Physiological tears, carrying the scent of roses, flowed out.

She gritted her teeth and roared, "Xue Qianxun! I am Jiang Xinli!"

The snow fox's red eyes, filled with murderous intent, paused slightly.

Jiang Xinli's brow relaxed slightly.

It seems that Xue Qianxun's spiritual body still retains a trace of consciousness.

"Shh-"

The next second, a sharp claw carrying a chilling aura pierced through the defense constructed by the pale yellow dodder flower's light and fiercely gripped her throat.

Jiang Xinli's breathing stopped.

She almost forgot about the male orc's mental sea.

They are their own sovereign gods.

They possess the power to create, crush, and even destroy everything.

The snow fox, with its sharp white fangs, was almost within reach, its breath carrying a strong, bloody stench.

It seemed as if it could bite through her fragile trachea with just a little force.

A faint black mist swirled around its body.

It seemed to be struggling against something, its body trembling and writhing violently.

The once snow-white and soft fur stood on end, strand by strand.

The sharp teeth approached Jiang Xinli's throat inch by inch, but suddenly stopped just before they pierced through.

"Crack—crack—" Jiang Xinli could even hear the sound of its teeth struggling against some kind of force.

"Xue Qianxun, wake up! It's me, Jiang Xinli!" she shouted, stretching out her dodder vines.

But the vines froze into icicles the instant they got close to its body.

When the snow fox heard her name, its eyes glazed over for a moment.

It lowered its head and gently sniffed Jiang Xinli's neck with its black nostrils.

Jiang Xinli resisted the ticklish sensation of its long whiskers lightly touching her collarbone and chin, and continued softly,
"Qianxun, it's me, Xinli."

She began releasing pheromones toward it.

A faint rose scent pierced through the black mist, enveloping the snow fox.

A glimmer of clarity flashed in the snow fox's bloodshot eyes, which were filled with murderous intent.

Jiang Xinli gritted her teeth:

"Xue Qianxun, are you really going to kill Jiang Xinli?!"

The words fell——

The black snowflakes falling all around suddenly stopped.
(End of this chapter)