Frost and snow

The corners of Song Lan's mouth opened and closed, and his broken tongue was looming. He said "I'm sorry, it's not your fault." He said it a thousand times in his heart, and slowly fell to the ground like a soundless speck of dust.

The frost is blowing the snow and the two peaks are proud, and the bright moon is frosty and the bones are self-cleaning.There is no need to say sorry between the two of them.

Xiao Xingchen came back to life, the way of heaven roared, and the thunder burst.The torrential rain gathered into mountains, and the mud and stones were swept down by the flood along the ravines in the mountains. The century-old trees were uprooted and fell down whimpering.The cave hidden behind the vegetation was exposed, and the muddy water poured in without hindrance.

Song Lan crossed his legs and twisted the formula, the talisman paper whirled violently, enclosing the magic circle.Xiao Xingchen fell into a coma after sighing, and there was no more movement, Yu Songlan supported on his own.

The incantation was urgently urged, Song Lan's soul power soared, and the spring water surged out, blocking the torrent.The body of the murderous corpse was dry and cracked, and the black corpse rose like thick smoke, slowly filling the cave.

The air of death is pervasive, the secret is hidden, the vitality is cut off, and the way of heaven returns.

under the cliff.

A-Qing waved her arm, and the light of the sword was cold, tearing open the abdominal wall of the python that swallowed her.The python glared at the sky, struggling to die unwillingly, and rolled over to let out its last breath.A-Qing was thrown out, covered in blood, and fell into the mud puddle.She tried her best to pant and cough, but finally she was not suffocated to death by the python's venom.

The rain gradually subsided, and the dark clouds that filled the sky finally dispersed slowly.The moon is setting, the sky will be bright, and the mountains have returned to calm.

The girl was in a mess, walking in the dense forest with a long sword on her back.The mountain road is already rugged, but now there are trees that were knocked down by the storm last night, and it is extremely muddy, making it even more difficult to walk.

Stumbling along the way, A-Qing tried her best to find the mark Song Lan had left for her, and found a mountain depression, with huge boulders in front of her, but there was no sign of the two of them.

A-Qing was so anxious that she went to push the stone.The boulder was deep in the mud, and her feet were wet and slippery, and she couldn't exert any strength. The wound on her body, which was washed white by the rain, burst open, and the light-colored blood dripped in twists and turns, falling into the mud.

A-Qing was so anxious that she burst into tears, she gritted her teeth, pulled out Fuxue, and slashed with all her strength.The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and it hit the stone with a loud noise, and the stone shattered and shattered, revealing the pitch-black hole.

A-Qing jumped in, and the cave was in chaos.Looking carefully, two figures, one inside and one outside, were lying on the ground.Song Lan was outside, holding a flute in one hand and curling fingers in the other, still maintaining the posture of twisting formulas.The other one was lying on its back, so it couldn't be seen clearly.

A-Qing stumbled and rushed over, but didn't know who to look at first.Song Lan suddenly moved at this moment, and the jade flute rolled down and made a crisp sound.Hearing the sound, A-Qing quickly helped him up.Song Lan wrote on the girl's palm with his fingers, "Quickly recite the mantra of calming the soul".

A-Qing shuddered, the soul-fixing spell needs twelve hours to last, and it has only been three hours since last night, Song Lan fought against the heavens with his own strength, his soul was greatly damaged, and he still had to keep on reciting the soul-stimulating spell. The hardships are indescribable.

When A-Qing broke through the rock, Song Lan was already at the end of his strength.If she was one step later, Song Lan's soul would be lost.

Before A-Qing had time to ask further questions, she sat on the floor, closed her eyes, and moved her lips to cast a spell: "A superstar, never-ending response. Exorcising evil spirits, protecting life and body. Wisdom is clear and peaceful. The three souls are eternal, and the soul is never lost." ..."

Song Lan reluctantly glanced at Xiao Xingchen's direction, and finally passed out from exhaustion.

Day and night alternate, and another day passes.At twelve o'clock, when the chant stopped, Aqing shouted loudly, "Xiao Xingchen! You haven't woken up yet!"

Thunder rolls in the distance, and the sky is helpless.Xiao Xingchen breathed out lightly, and finally opened his eyes. He sat up slowly, and met A-Qing's excited eyes.

"Prince Daoist?" A-Qing called out timidly, saying that she was going to cry, but she couldn't stop.

How could Xiao Xingchen recognize her, but he didn't reject her.He smiled slightly, "The girl is..." Before he could finish speaking, A-Qing had already flung himself into his arms, refusing to let go of Xiao Xingchen's arm.

"Daoist Priest, I am A-Qing, A-Qing!"

"A-Qing..." Xiao Xingchen frowned. The name was both unfamiliar and familiar, as if it was deep in his memory, but he couldn't remember it.As soon as he thought about it, he had a splitting headache.The little blood color quickly faded from his face.Xiao Xingchen collapsed powerlessly, his breathing was weak, his complexion was pale, and a gleam of light appeared on his body.

A-Qing was startled, knowing that Xingchen's soul was unstable, she made a quick decision, and played "Requiem" on the fife.

As soon as the sound spell came out, the light faded away.Xiao Xingchen slowly calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.A-Qing blew "Fixing the Star" again worriedly, and checked again and again with spells, after confirming that he was just weak and lethargic, and his soul was all right, he didn't feel relieved.

Only now did she have time to see Song Lan.Song Lan was still lying on the ground, hurt more seriously than she imagined.A-Qing hastily recited the "Seven Stars to Fix the Soul Sutra" to help Song Lan heal her wounds, but after finishing the recitation, there was no improvement.Song Lan's soul was damaged, and even the body of a murderous corpse, which was invulnerable to fire and water, was also incomplete. Half of his face was split open, revealing white bones.