【Xue Xiao】Desolate City Crossing

Xue Yang tried his best to recall the scene when he saw Xiao Xingchen for the last time. After thinking about it, his slack eyes suddenly gathered together, and his pitch-black eyes slowly turned. The ghost suddenly revived as if dying, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, not caring that the movement would cause the wound to aggravate the pain, he looked up ecstatically, and when he heard Shi Wusheng and the ghost pawn approaching, he quickly lowered his head and closed his eyes, pretending to be something Didn't seem to feel it.

"Xue Yang, it's the fourth day, haven't you figured it out yet?" Shi Wusheng's hateful voice sounded in front of him.

Xue Yang didn't have the strength to answer, nor did he want to answer.After the ecstasy of confirming that Xiao Xingchen was above, the severe pain flooded the spiritual body again, and he had to use the last remaining consciousness to resist the temptation to end the pain.

Shi Wusheng said impatiently: "I think you can last for a few more days." He inserted the fourth dagger horizontally into his side waist.

The soul-scattering grass's dagger does not have a sharp point, but it can sink into the spirit body without hindrance.Xue Yang twitched, only uttered a cry, and then restrained himself.If Xiao Xingchen was by his side, he would definitely keep crying, but with Shi Wusheng on the opposite side, he would keep his voice in his throat.

Xiao Xingchen, Xiao Xingchen... Even just thinking about the approach of the person who loves me the most in this world seems to give me some comfort.

The severe pain made his eyes go black, and only this name remained in his vague consciousness. He couldn't hear what Shi Wusheng said again, and couldn't tell whether he was awake or in a coma.

I don't know how long it has passed, but besides burning and scalding the wound, there is also an equally unbearable sharp pain from scratching, as if someone is touching the dagger.He tightened his thick eyebrows, opened his eyes, his vision was hazy, and he could only tell through the faint light and shadow that there was no one around him, and there were two ghost soldiers guarding him standing in the distance, whispering with their backs to him, pointing to the top of the frozen lake from time to time.

However, the wound did feel the pain of the rough blade scraping the spirit body. Could it be that Shi Wusheng played some trick to make the dagger move by itself?

Xue Yang was in so much pain, he just let out a broken groan, the unbearable painful friction suddenly disappeared, the wound on his lower abdomen felt relieved, and he realized that the dagger had been pulled out.

Then, the four daggers were pulled out one by one and fell to the ground.Even though there were four holes left on his body, it was infinitely easier than when the dagger was inserted into his body.

A familiar and anxious voice sounded in his consciousness: "A Yang——!"

Xue Yang was startled, and twitched the corner of his mouth mockingly, there was no one in front of him, he was still tied to a stone pillar, surrounded by icy water, how could he hear that voice, presumably because he suffered for too long and had hallucinations.

However, how could the dagger drop by itself?

Xue Yang suddenly woke up a little bit, and felt a gentle and dense spiritual force in his chest entering his spirit body, which was indescribably comfortable.

When his vision was clear, he saw a small paper man the size of a palm lying on the wound on his chest.

"A Yang, can you hear me?"

This time Xue Yang heard it clearly, the sound was directly transmitted to his spiritual consciousness, so it seemed somewhat unreal, but the paper figurine on the chest did indeed raise its head to "look" at him.

"...Xiao Xingchen?"

"A Yang, it's me!" The paper figurine moved excitedly.

——It's the paper-cut incarnation technique. Living people can't dive for too long, but paper figurines can. Xiao Xingchen found him in this way.The paper-cut incarnation technique was created by Wei Wuxian. The paper figurines he created before could only carry a little of the spiritual consciousness of the main body. It must have been studied with great concentration in the past two years. The method taught to Xiao Xingchen today made the paper figurines able to attach Part of spiritual power.

Xue Yang was pleasantly surprised, but when he opened his mouth, he was choked with sobs, unable to speak: "Prince Daoist...I...I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on..."

"A Yang, hold on a little longer, and I will definitely rescue you! Believe me!" The paper figurine Xiao Xingchen was heartbroken seeing Xue Yang's powerless and tormented appearance. With Xue Yang's ability to endure pain, he could even get hurt by swords and swords. But now he said "I can't hold on", the torment he has suffered in the past three days is evident, Xiao Xingchen only hated himself for not being able to spare him the pain or suffer for him immediately, he stuck Xue Yang's face, and floated in front of Xue Yang, "There are many people out there trying to find ways to encircle and suppress Shi Wusheng, so don't give up on your own!"

Amidst the familiar voice of concern, Xue Yang also wanted to nod his head in agreement, but when he thought of the torment of the continuous burning of the soul-scattering grass, his mind collapsed. He could hold on in front of Shi Wusheng, but in front of Xiao Xingchen I can't stand it anymore.

He shook his head: "Xiao Xingchen...I'm very tired...I'm sorry, in case I..."

"You can't let me down!" Xiao Xingchen cut him off decisively, "You promised me that you wouldn't let me down again, did you forget?" The paper figurine Xiao Xingchen stuck to the wound on his chest again to channel his spiritual power to Xue Yang , "I told you to wait for me, and I will definitely come to you, no matter how difficult it is, no matter where you are!"

The paper figurine was lying on his chest, as if in a hugging pose. Xue Yang recalled that when he made the promise, he and Xiao Xingchen had finished exchanging ideas in a playful way. After kissing passionately in the snow-covered pines forest, he promised that he would never let Xiao Xing down in the future. Chen...he has lied countless times in his life, and is full of tricks, but he is willing to keep this promise sincerely. Just as he was about to say something more, he suddenly saw two whispering ghost soldiers standing apart, and hurriedly whispered: "Shi Wusheng is here, hurry up!" Hide!"

When performing the paper-cut avatar technique, the paper figurines must be returned intact after they are dispatched, otherwise the main body will be injured.The paper figurine Xiao Xingchen got into Xue Yang's collar quickly after receiving the warning.

Shi Wusheng used to be leisurely and contented, coming here at a leisurely pace.This time, he brought a group of followers with stern faces and menacing aura.

Xue Yang was worried, for fear that Xiao Xingchen's existence would be discovered.

Shi Wusheng rushed to the front angrily, saw the scattered soul grass dagger on the ground, called the ghost soldiers and asked sharply: "What's going on? Has anyone been here?"

The ghost soldier was trembling: "Report...Report to Hall Master Ying, no one has come."

"No one has been here?" Shi Wusheng looked at Xue Yang carefully. Although the wound was still there, it clearly showed signs of being healed. How could no one have been here?

He was annoyed: "Little wolf cub, what kind of tricks did you use? Why did people outside track you down here?!"

Shi Wusheng couldn't figure it out.He set up an enchantment to hide his soul on the ice lake, and covered it with ice and snow. He used this place as his last hiding place. No one who is not a close relative would know about it. They laid down a net to catch ghosts, and they became encircled and suppressed, so they became desperate.In fact, he didn't know that there was a special soul connection between Xue Yang and Xiao Xingchen. Although Xue Yang's soul power was weak and was hidden by his barrier, as long as he was a little closer to Xiao Xingchen, there would still be a weak gravitational force.

Xue Yang understood the reason for his rage, and wanted to sarcastically say a few words quickly, worried that angering Shi Wusheng at this moment would cause Xiao Xingchen, so he could only mock and keep silent.

Shi Wusheng waved his sleeves, and his subordinates presented the obsidian box to open it, and there were five soul-dispersing grass daggers inside. He picked up one of them, and said in a grim tone: "It seems that time is limited, I have to speed up the progress!"

The dark green dagger pierced Xue Yang's old chest wound, Xue Yang turned his head and clenched his teeth, thinking that no matter what, he couldn't make Xiao Xingchen anxious by shouting out loud. After thinking about it, he said to himself: "Since Xiao Xingchen is here, why not?" Will stand by?I'm afraid I will try my best to protect him.

Sure enough, after waiting for a while, the expected severe pain did not come. When he opened his eyes, Shi Wusheng stared at his chest with a surprised and resentful expression. There, a paper figurine blocked the sharp knife point with a thin paper body.

"Oh, this is the thing that helped you pull out the dagger. It's a small skill!" Shi Wusheng pulled the paper figurine with his soul power, and Xue Yang repeated in fear: "Go, go..." Xiao Xingchen, the paper figurine, passed from his spiritual consciousness to him. His last words: "A Yang, don't give up, I will protect you."

As soon as the voice fell, the dazzling ice-blue brilliance on the paper figurine flickered and disappeared quickly, and at the same time, something invisible seemed to transfer to Xue Yang's body, and then the paper figurine's body softened and turned into a piece of ordinary The paper-cuts were easily torn off by Shi Wusheng, crumpled and kneaded into powder.

"I want to see if anyone else can save you."

Shi Wusheng smiled contemptuously, and the soul-dispersing grass dagger pierced Xue Yang's body again, but it couldn't move forward even if it slightly touched Xue Yang's spirit body. At the tip of the knife, a strange brilliance flowed on Xue Yang's body, faintly showing patterns of large and small frost patterns.

Xue Yang recognized that the barriers or shields constructed by Xiao Xingchen would have this unique pattern.

Shi Wusheng's face was ugly, and he increased the strength of his hand, but he was still unable to pierce the layer of shimmering frost flowers. The last time he exerted force, the dagger snapped.Unwilling to be reconciled, he drew out his own saber "Troubled Times" and stabbed at Xue Yang again, but the result was still the same - as soon as the sword approached, no matter where it was pointed at Xue Yang, there would be frost marks when he slashed or stabbed The brilliance of the shape flashed, forming a tough barrier, the tip of the sword was withdrawn, and the frost pattern disappeared immediately, and everything on Xue Yang's body was as usual.

In the snow, dressed in white clothes that almost blended with the snow, Xiao Xingchen sat cross-legged by the icy lake, his handsome facial features showed pain, Wei Wuxian poked his eyebrows and exclaimed: "Not good! "

At this moment, Xiao Xingchen opened his eyes, shook his body, and spat out a mouthful of dark red blood, which fell on the pure white snow, which was shocking.Wei Wuxian asked urgently, "Where's the paper figurine? The paper figurine hasn't come up yet, how can you wake up?"

Xiao Xingchen shook his head weakly: "The paper figurine is destroyed, Shi Wusheng tortured Xue Yang, I can't just sit idly by."

Wei Wuxian was dumbfounded. No matter what Xiao Xingchen did, if the paper figurine couldn't come back, all the spiritual power attached to the paper figurine would be lost. Just now when he probed, the paper figurine took away nearly half of Xiao Xingchen's spiritual power. .

Song Zichen was also on the side. Seeing his friend vomiting blood, he frowned to show concern, but when he heard Xiao Xingchen say that he was protecting Xue Yang, his face froze, and he turned around angrily and walked away.

"What's going on next?" Wei Wuxian asked.

Xiao Xingchen said: "The main leader, Hall Master Ying, is Shi Wusheng, and the deputy leader, Hall Master Diao, has two to three hundred ghosts under him, about [-]% of them are high-level ghosts, and about [-]% of ordinary ghosts."

Wei Wuxian nodded cautiously, and helped him up, "It seems that the barrier on the frozen lake still needs to be strengthened, so we can't be slack in the slightest." Together they informed Lan Wangji of the situation under the frozen lake, and Lan Wangji assigned people to patrol the lake .

The snow that originally covered the icy lake as a cover has been completely removed and piled high around the icy lake.There are more than one talisman posted every ten feet in the snowdrift. Hundreds of talismans surround the frozen lake, forming a semicircular barrier in the air, covering the mirror-like ice layer. There is no gap between the barrier and the ground. At the end, it extends vertically into the ground for more than thirty or forty feet. If it goes deeper, it is difficult for ghosts to pass through.This enchantment not only allows the ghosts shrouded in it to appear, but also prevents the ghosts from escaping to a certain extent.

Thousands of miles around Suiyun Snow Mountain is covered with ice, and the snow line stretches continuously. It is a place that few people visit. At this time, there are more than a dozen tents of different sizes on the snowy place sheltered from the wind.

Xiao Xingchen followed Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji into the largest tent, where dozens of monks were sitting around waiting to discuss how to eliminate Shi Wusheng.

Those who came were all monks who were best at catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits among the major families of the Taoist sect. Among them was one of the most senior elders, known as "Youming Daoist". It is rumored that he has reached an octogenarian age, but his appearance is only half a hundred, and he is hale and hearty.He came to help in less than two days after receiving the letter from his disciples. This person traveled thousands of miles without fatigue, and exuded an undeniable majesty. In terms of practice, they have all admired Master Youming for a long time, so they respect him unconsciously, and even Lan Wangji respects him a lot.

Daoist You Ming was the last one to step into the tent, and sat down under the gaze of everyone saluting. He slightly tilted his head and nodded. Behind him, a young disciple stepped forward and reported to everyone: "The concealment spell set by the evil spirit has been removed, and the ice lake has been measured. , this ice lake is roughly circular, 21 feet deep and 150 feet in diameter, and it has been surrounded by three hundred evil-suppressing charms."

Half of the [-] talismans were set by Daoist You Ming and his disciples. The speed and strength of the talismans are impressive.

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