The devil attacks me every day

White snow soon covered the entire ice field.

The icy cold wind is mixed with snow, in clusters and patches, one after another.

Meng Qi'an had never seen such heavy snow before.

He stopped and looked up at the snowy sky that was constantly falling, then looked at Zhuang Nanhai's hair that was stained white by frost and snow, and said with a smile, "It seems like we are all getting old."

Zhuang Nanhai squeezed the young man's warm hand: "It's not bad if you're really old."

Holding the hand of the son, the head is frosty and snowy.

If so, how wonderful it would be.

If it wasn't for the fact that this heavy snow was transformed by Shu Cangzhu's spiritual power, and if it wasn't for their transparent appearance, they were actually using the cold to consume the protective barriers on their bodies, he really wanted to stop and take a good look at it with Meng Qi'an Snow.

After all, it was the first snow the two of them saw together.

The wind and snow were mixed with the faint cry of wild beasts, which began to be very far away, and then got closer and closer.

The ground was awakened by the sound of heavy footsteps, trembling slightly.

When the monks hiding under the ice field saw a group of crystal-clear and strange monsters rushing towards the two of them in the snowstorm, they screamed out in fright: "What kind of monster is that!"

It was a huge monster made entirely of ice crystals. It looked like a tiger at first glance, but it stood up to two feet high and four to five feet long. It was covered with a faint blue luster like an ice field. The mouth was opened wide, and rows of sharp teeth gleamed coldly.

Meng Qi'an and Zhuang Nanhai, who were walking on the ice field, naturally felt the direction they came from!

Because the color blended with the ice field, it was extremely difficult for them to catch the monster's trajectory. The monster running in the front jumped up and rushed towards Meng Qi'an. Its mouth was big enough to swallow several people!

The Chiyang sword came out, and he slashed at the body of the giant ice crystal beast with all his strength. The Chiyang sword pierced through the monster's body with raging fire, piercing a hole.

"Roar—" The monster frantically swung the Chiyang Sword from side to side, so powerful that Meng Qi'an almost couldn't hold the sword, so he could only give up the attack and recall the Chiyang Sword.

Something weird happened.

The big hole that was pierced by the Chiyang Sword just now recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had never been pierced by the hole!

"How could this be?" Meng Qi'an was startled, "What kind of monster is this!"

Another giant ice crystal beast rushed over like lightning, and several more came in parallel behind it. Zhuang Nanhai's black vines drilled out from under the ice field, and directly tied up a giant ice crystal beast and threw it on the ground. Descending under the ice, some monks covered their ears due to the noise.

One was knocked down, but the other recovered from the hole and rushed over.

Meng Qi'an saw that there was a group of giant beasts coming back from behind them, and he was a little anxious. He poured his spiritual power into the sword and stabbed straight at the giant beast that was rushing over.

The Chiyang Sword, which was infused with spiritual power, didn't hurt the giant beast at all!

On the contrary, the spiritual power rebounded from the giant beast directly hit Meng Qi'an's internal organs, and the force he used just now attacked his body in turn!

"Cough..." Meng Qi'an was injured by the spiritual power of his sword, immediately vomited a mouthful of blood, and took a few steps back.

"Xiaoqian!" Zhuang Nanhai didn't know that this monster was different. At this moment, his heart was pulled by the blood on the young man's lips, and his heart ached.

The black mist emerged, condensed into several long spikes, and pierced through the mouth of the giant beast. The spikes that were expected to break through the monster's body lost control immediately after the entrance, and then, the black mist overflowed from the mouth of the giant beast. , gradually dissipated.

This monster can actually bite off his original magic energy!

What kind of monster is this!

The giant ice crystal beasts running behind finally rushed over, and there were at least twenty or thirty of them at first glance. Because of their huge size, at first glance, the ice field in front of them was filled to the brim!

The eyes of the gathered ice crystal monsters slowly changed from dark blue to red, and blue gas was also emitted from their nostrils, and then they rushed over collectively, flying like lightning!

run!

Zhuang Nanhai picked up Meng Qi'an, who was unstable due to internal injuries, and ran across the road!

There was a toothache creaking sound on the ice field, and the piled up snow layer was crushed by two pairs of boots, one in front and one in the back, and then countless huge footprints covered it, trampling the snow into water.

The speed of the two was very fast, and the speed of the ice crystal monster was not slow. A huge group followed behind, and all the monks below the ice field were so frightened that they broke out in a cold sweat.

"Invulnerable to swords and guns and still living in groups... What kind of monster is this!"

Everyone under the ice layer could clearly hear everything that happened on the upper layer, including the trembling footsteps and pursuit, such as the two people's more and more rapid panting.

"Run... run! Run faster!"

Burning with anxiety, all the onlookers took a deep breath.

The falling snow was a blunt knife. It seemed to be no serious problem at first, but when the two escaped with their spiritual power running rapidly, it kept invading their protective barrier.

The cold air penetrated everywhere, Meng Qi'an was already injured, and his cultivation base was far behind Zhuang Nanhai's. At this moment, the body protection barrier was already in danger, his hands and feet started to become cold and gradually became stiff.

Meng Qi'an felt the cold wind was cutting his skin.

The thicker and thicker snowflake ice penetrated to the bones, and the internal injuries suffered just now became more and more serious due to the icy cold air entering the body. While running, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

At the very moment when Zhuang Nanhai stopped, the speed of the two largest giant beasts behind him soared again, intercepting them like two blue lightning bolts one behind the other.

"Oh, it's dangerous!" The monks under the ice were worried, "Run! Don't stop!"

Watching the chase and escape above the ice layer, the bone fan in Su Yaowei's hand was pinched and rattled.

"It's over, it's over, it's surrounded!" Some monks didn't dare to look at it, as if they were about to see the two of them being torn to pieces by dozens of giant beasts in the next moment.

A gust of wind swept heavy snow across the ice field, and the field of vision was completely white. The monks were anxious, and the unclear battle situation made everyone's hearts hang in their throats.

"What's the matter?"

"Why is the wind and snow suddenly so heavy..."

"Oh, I can't see it! I'm so anxious!"

"Hush—" Someone signaled everyone to be silent, "Listen!"

Everyone fell silent, and then they heard two voices panting.

"Zhuang Nanhai...we won't really die here..."

After the young man's voice, came Zhuang Qing's voice, gentle and firm: "No. We can win, and we will definitely take everyone out."

The wind and snow covered up the current situation of the two of them, and everyone could only see the constantly flying clothes and the faint sword light looming in the wind and snow, one after another giant beasts were pulled out of the encirclement, and then rushed in tirelessly.

entanglement.

Then they saw blood.

Bright red blood spread on the blue ice.

"Those monsters don't have blood, so..." A female cultivator's voice trembled, "He, they shouldn't..."

Gudong.

Someone thought of the scene where everyone scolded the big devil in Qiankun Domain, and apologized quietly but devoutly.

"We are people who have nothing to do with them..."

The phrase "I will definitely take everyone out" is like a scorching iron in the cold winter, ironing the hearts of those who are imprisoned here.

They never thought that they would be rescued by a so-called 'big devil'.

They never expected someone to save them.

But there are really people who are willing to break into such a terrible place just to search for their whereabouts. While everyone is looking forward to it, they are also a little frustrated.

"Why are you so stupid?" Seeing more and more blood on the ice, Dao Xian, who once took the lead in resisting Shu Cangzhu, said, "Even if you come in to save people, even if you can really take us out, what's the point? Shu Cangzhu doesn't die , we have no way out!"

Although this is a bit sad to say, it is still true.

Shu Cangzhu created this mustard space, and Shu Cangzhu is the god of this world.Even if the two can really find them and rescue them, will there be any change?

The overwhelming snowstorm has finally passed.

The Taoist cultivators who had calmed down were surprised to find that the giant beasts had fallen, but the two young men who had just fought bloody battles were gone.

Shu Cangzhu, who was sitting on the high eaves watching the play, bent her lips.

The bright red blood was just the smallest price. Now that they entered his world, how he wanted to torture them was just a thought.

Maybe it's the bloodline of the ancient phoenix and the spirit of the magic dragon at his fingertips, or maybe it's the faint scent of phoenix flowers that reminds him of the past.

A phantom appeared in front of Shu Cangzhu's eyes again.

He saw the blue sky and clear water, the green trees and flowers, and a beautiful little girl sitting in a slow donkey cart, waving at him with two short legs dangling, and said with a smile: "A Yuan ,hurry up!"

Her smile was the brightest and most eye-catching scene he had ever seen in his life, even after thousands of years, he still engraved it in his heart.

Shu Cangzhu smiled, his eyes were extremely gentle.

His hand unconsciously moved to his waist, caressing an ordinary-looking sachet: "Liu Li, we will see you again soon."

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Tick, tick.

As soon as the warm blood hit the ice, it was immediately condensed into frost flowers by the cold air.

As the wind and snow passed through, the two faltering people supported each other and walked on the endless ice field. Finally, the shorter young man couldn't walk anymore and knelt on one knee on the ice field.

"Huh...huh..." Meng Qi'an's chest was filled with cold air, half of which was ice slag, and the other half was surging blood, which made his panting more and more rapid.

Zhuang Nanhai wanted to pull him up, but he, who was covered in blood, was more seriously injured, instead of pulling Meng Qian up, he fell down instead.

The two knelt and sat together, embracing each other's weaker and weaker breath.

Meng Qi'an couldn't move anymore, the protective barrier was broken, his hands and feet became more stiff, trembling slightly: "How long..."

Zhuang Nanhai shed too much blood.

He was very cold, and it seemed that what flowed in his veins was no longer blood, but snow water.

That being the case, he still moved slowly, and lifted the young man into his arms.

The remaining temperature was transmitted to him bit by bit through the clothes. Zhuang Nanhai raised his head slightly, looked at the snowflakes constantly falling over the mustard space, and said softly: "Hurry up, hold on a little longer..."

Shu Cangzhu didn't know what the two were still insisting on.

So what if you crossed the ice field and avoided the giant beast?

Dying, unable to recover, they could only hug each other and freeze to death.

Shu Cangzhu crossed his arms and looked at Zhuang Nanhai who was about to freeze to death and wanted to hold Meng Qi'an in his arms. His memory was dragged back to ten thousand years ago with the faint scent of phoenix flowers.

He still remembered that the Phoenix-tailed flowers were red, and her blood was also red, and she spat out on the large area of ​​beautiful Phoenix-tailed flowers under her body.

"A Yuan... A Yuan..." Liuli squinted her eyes, her eyes were a little loose, "A Yuan... hug me, A Yuan..."

Shu Cangzhu's fingers kept stroking the somewhat faded and plain sachet at his waist, his eyes dimmed.

in case.

If he had hugged her at that time, would the regret disappear?

If regret no longer becomes an obsession, he... can let it go.

The author has something to say: the next chapter is thick and long, and it is the end chapter.

I can’t bear to say this sentence hahaha, I feel like I can write a hundred chapters in this world, I can’t bear my two sons, I can’t bear every character, huh.