sword pointing heart possession

Chapter 67 Ice and Fire, Gun and Sword

The icy snowflakes came oncoming, and the moment they hit the skin, they condensed into solid ice crystals.Under Ye Wuhen's deeper gaze, a large amount of cold air mixed with demonic energy instantly dispersed the Golden Crow Yang Yan, and then quickly rushed towards the golden figure standing behind him holding a sword——

If it were Martial Ancestor's body, it would be impossible for such a little bit of cold air to harm him, but now Ye Wuhen is using the identity of the Golden Crow Prince, and this essence from the extremely cold place in the Demon World is exactly his nemesis.

Bitterly cold.

Huge icebergs stood radiating out of the open space. Even though it was midsummer, the frightening cold air made Yang Jian, who was standing far away, take a few steps back.His hand holding the gun became tighter and tighter, and there was a rare trace of panic on his face——

The frozen woodland, the frozen man in black, and the person who stood in front of him and used his body to isolate himself from the glacier.

Even if he hadn't seen it for more than ten years, he would not admit it wrong!

Why is he here?

The golden streamer and the fluttering black hair were frozen in the air, showing every detail, and the icebergs extended from both sides of him, just bringing Yang Jian behind him into the safe range.The person with his back turned couldn't see the expression clearly, but the movement was a clear block, and he couldn't even hide his vitals because of the haste of the movement.

This feeling is so familiar, like... like the father and brother who stood in front of him and Xiaochan with open arms when they were young.

The bottom of my heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and the soreness was severe.

Ye Hen is not his father and brother, nor his teacher, the relationship between them is only the savior and the rescued, at best they can be regarded as good friends, but just now, he stood in front of him in an instant—— That was a decision that could only be made without thinking!

Ye Hen... Ye Hen, the second prince of the demon clan, Er Huo, what are you thinking about?

The thrusting spear/spear was accidentally blocked by the glacier, and the immortal cultivator only scraped off the outermost layer of ice slag with a full blow.Yang Jian's pupils shrank, and his true energy attached to the tip of the spear and swung it down again, but there was still no progress.

It's obviously just a thin layer of ice wall, but he can't break through it?

He swung several shots again and again, but was perfectly blocked by the ice wall.Yang Jian held the gun and gritted his teeth secretly, why is this so hard!

Moreover, the intuition of the immortal cultivator told him that let alone himself, even if his master Yuding Daoist came here, he might not be able to do anything to Bingbi. His best course of action should be to tell the outside world, especially the demon king Calling for help—but the golden crow belongs to fire, Ye Hen can't wait that long!

What's more, Ye Hen was originally implicated by himself, if there was any mistake, he would find it hard to accept it!

"asshole!"

Fiercely, he blasted the silver spear towards the ice wall, but it was not as obvious as before. Hearing a chirping sound, Yang Jian raised his head in astonishment, and saw that the tip of the silver gun had crossed the ice wall without hindrance. It touched the blade of the epee in Ye Wuhen's hand, and began to flash white light slowly!

This is……

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If it was an ordinary Golden Crow, the cold air that had been erupted long ago would freeze from the body to the soul, and it would disappear as soon as it was attacked.But by coincidence, the one here is the Martial Ancestor in golden black skin. When the cold air rushed over, he used his sword intent to protect himself—if he used too much force, his body would break—— Now he is manipulating the Yang Yan in his body and the invading cold air to play catch up with each other.

Most of the energy from the demon world is violent and violent. Ye Wuhen can only use Yang Yan and sword intent to protect his meridians first, and then eat away the chill like a guerrilla.Jinwu's body also restricted his performance, although he was not helpless, but the feeling of having nowhere to use his strength was really terrible.

His mind was all in the meridians, so naturally he didn't have the energy to pay attention to the changes in the outside world. Even though the cold feeling from the skin was very uncomfortable, compared to the chill that penetrated, he still selectively ignored that discomfort.

The big deal is to open a Yingming Liu to break the ice cubes...

Tsk, it's so cold...

Yang Yan turned into a roaring beast under the embrace of the sword intent, devouring the wandering ice-cold one bite at a time.As the chill in his body continued to weaken, Ye Wuhen also had time to pay attention to the outside world, but to his surprise, the originally extremely cold environment... turned into soft warmth.

The Golden Crow belongs to fire, even if it is just pure heat, it can make them feel extremely comfortable.

Very warm... This temperature should be the hot sun at noon, and the body... body temperature of an adult man? ?

Really woke up immediately, okay?

Regardless of the remaining chill in his body, Ye Wuhen suddenly opened his eyes, and as expected, he was greeted by that familiar big face.

Moreover, this posture... No matter how you look at it, he is lying in the opponent's arms? ?

Ye Wuhen's eyes widened, "You..."

"you're awake."

"..."

"That...cough." Xu Shi noticed something wrong with this posture, and Yang Jian turned his head away, "Just now... the cold was too heavy, you are the Golden Crow, so I think the sun can make you feel better..."

That's right, they are now on a bare mountain top, and at the foot of the mountain is the dense forest where they fought just now. The threatening cold air basically cannot affect this place under the interference of wind direction and sunlight, and the open environment also allows the sun's temperature to be maximized. .In addition, the part facing away from the sun also has body heat, Ye Wuhen's condition is indeed much better than before.

Tightening his arms again, Yang Jian's forehead was exposed to a thin layer of sweat, and he said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I caused you to suffer an indiscriminate disaster."

Thinking of the leaf marks that were just pulled out of the ice, the coldness is not the body temperature that a living person can have, let alone the golden crow that is just as strong as the sun... If it can't be slowed down, it will definitely fall to the root of the disease!

After all, this was the second time that the other party saved his life. Although he didn't know the reason why the other party looked at him differently, he could only try his best to repay this love.

As for this movement...just now he couldn't send his true energy in at all, so he could only use physical methods to warm it up_(:зゝ∠)_

The water turned into ice cubes dripped and wet the clothes of the two, and then they were dried by Yang Jian's true energy. The clothes became brittle and sticky to the body very uncomfortable.

However, upon hearing Yang Jian's apology, Ye Wuhen became so angry that he lost even the sense of familiarity he had just had. He tried his best to raise his weak arm, and punched him on the nose!

Yang Jian was startled and quickly retreated: "What are you doing!"

What a log!

Because the 'cushion' was suddenly withdrawn and fell straight to the ground, Ye Wuhen turned over and let the dust turn him into a gray hairy man, gnashing his teeth at the embarrassed Yang Jian: "Master, I saved you just to say sorry ?!"

"I……"

"Boy, the road is chosen by a person. Since I dare to rush forward, young master, I naturally foresee the future result!" Standing up staggeringly, Ye Wuhen pushed away Yang Jian who wanted to help him, and his pupils were golden. It became more and more intense: "You are saying sorry to me now, but are you saying that the young master is meddling in my own business?!"

"I didn't!" Unexpectedly, a sentence hit Ye Wuhen's explosive point, and Yang Jian vetoed it, "I just..."

Although the sun at noon was scorching hot, it was far from enough to offset the impact of the ice in the Demon Realm.Ye Wuhen felt a little weak after standing for a while, so he didn't care about Yang Jian's expression, and simply lay down on the ground.

Although it may seem unreasonable to others, he really thinks so.

It's not that you invited me here, it's up to me to decide whether to intervene, whether it's life or death, I can't blame others.I am grateful that I can accept it, and I can respond to accusations, but I cannot accept an apology.

Thinking about the situation just now, Ye Wuhen's face darkened again.

Even a strong man with incompatible attributes like him was frozen like this, and it would not be a proper instant kill for other people!

The cryolite that can only be condensed at the bottom of the extremely cold glacier in the demon world, a small piece can freeze three feet within ten miles, and it has the ability to take it out and release it to the human world in one fell swoop. Such an existence is beyond his imagination!

Do you really think he is a fool? !

How many times has Luo Hui’s maintenance cost been... Forget it, just a hundred times ╭(╯^╰)╮

"Ah Choo!" At the same time, Luo Hu from Zixiao Palace sneezed loudly, looking at Hongjun with even more bitter expression: "My dear..."

Hongjun was expressionless: "I don't have any money either."

The last time I asked Ye Heng to repair your gun, it was because of favor. Now that you have offended everyone to death, why do you still want me to go again? ?

Ye Wuhen's anger came and went quickly. When Yang Jian solemnly admitted his mistake and began to ask about the resonance of their weapons just now, Ye Wuhen finally raised his eyelids, and casually put the light sword and the silver spear against each other. Together.

As expected, the sword body and gun body began to emit a hazy white light at the same time, and together with the epee that was thrown aside, it became brighter and brighter.

Yang Jian was startled, and when he was about to look again, Ye Wuhen had already taken the sword away.

"Weapons that come from the same source will naturally resonate when they meet." He glanced at the silver gun, "It seems that I only got it a few days ago? Do you know its name?"

"Well, it told me." Yang Jian nodded, "It's called Yun..." "Hush——"

"Don't say it." With his finger on his lips, Ye Wuhen chuckled, "It is the most proud work of Martial Ancestor, treat it well."

Reincarnation of cause and effect is closely linked.The weapon in your hand comes from me, and naturally inherits my thoughts and desires, and will keep you safe and smooth for me where I can't take care of it.

There is ample time.

The author has something to say:

There is such a saying, what the military master inspires is the heart of a girl, what the second young master inspires is maternal love =-=

The phone was stolen, and the saved manuscript is gone _(:зゝ∠)_I just got out now, crying.

Keep your claws~

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