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Near dawn, most of the rejuvenating blood in Wei Siying's body dissipated, and the rest could no longer exert its effect, so he woke up slowly.

Sitting up, he still couldn't see his eyes, and the surroundings were pitch black, and he only felt the robe slipping off his body.

He stretched out his hand and found out that it was a cave. He was sleeping on dry grass. The wall and rocks were warm, but his body was cold. There was a crackling sound piercing into the eardrum outside the cave, like the sound of freezing mountain springs.

Hearing someone coming in from the cave, Wei Siying frowned slightly.

The cave was very shallow, and the man walked up to Wei Siying in two or three steps, put down the firewood in his hand, picked up his clothes and put them back on Wei Siying.

The man's fingers were warm and cold, Wei Siying sat quietly, letting him take care of him, and said slowly: "You are Yuan Li."

Mo Xuanfang gave a "hmm" and unconsciously his voice became soft: "It's freezing outside, Lord Long can rest for a while."

He threw the firewood into the fire by himself, and after a while, the temperature inside the cave rose, and the sound of the firewood burning overwhelmed the sound of freezing outside.

Wei Siying was in a trance, as if he saw the figure in white clothes blowing bamboo weaving in Tiandufang, and the memories of yesterday also surfaced, his chest was congested, and he couldn't help coughing.

Mo Xuanfang hurriedly asked: "Is there any discomfort?"

"It's okay, the old problem is happening." Wei Siying suppressed his cough and panted, sat up and said, "You said you are a disciple of the Ziyun Sect. I don't know which palace master you are under?"

Mo Xuanfang thought for a while and said, "My teacher is Ning Miaoxian, the master of the Kunlun Hall of the Fourth Middle School. I am her unnamed disciple. I have been practicing casually outside before, and I only formally joined the sect eight years ago."

"It turned out to be from the Kunlun Palace."

Wei Siying remembered that He Jiyou also belonged to the Kunlun Palace. If everything hadn't changed in the past, then the new disciple who just started should be called He Jiyou senior brother, and Yingluo would be his sister-in-law...

It's a pity that there is no such thing as if in life after the Yibai battle.

He lowered his eyes and said, "How do you know I'm in Lingcang Mountain? Why do you want to save me?"

Mo Xuanfang had already thought up an excuse: "Recently, there have been a lot of demons and monsters that are symbiotically connected in the Demon Realm, posing a great threat to the people. Palace Master Ning ordered me to go down the mountain to investigate. The vicinity of Lingcang Mountain is the area under my Ziyun Sect's jurisdiction. I... didn't intend to I strayed into this mountain."

When it comes to symbiosis in the Demon Realm, Wei Siying already knows it.

As early as more than ten years ago, when he went down the mountain for the first time to do a mission, he met the symbiotic and connected Demon Deer King in the Sunset Cloud Valley.

At that time, the team of more than a dozen people was almost wiped out, and Senior Brother Wen Dajiang died in that battle. In the end, he saw through the relationship between the Falling Ghost Flower and the Demon Deer King, and led everyone to escape.

He also remembered that over the years, in order to solve the problem of few dragons and many cultivators, he robbed resources everywhere and expanded the demon realm several times in order to attract people from all races who are willing to use demon energy to cultivate. Now the scale is gradually dominating Potential.

The larger the demon realm, the more monsters that are symbiotically connected, and the more unfavorable it is to the cultivation world.

Why doesn't Ziyun sect hate him?Save him instead?

Wei Siying couldn't see. He had no cultivation at this time, so he didn't ask any more questions. He put on Yuanli's robe and lay down on his side. He made a pillow with his hands, and said to the fire, "April sky, the people outside the mountain The ice and snow have melted a long time ago, but this Lingcang Mountain has returned to winter and frozen instead. I am afraid it is not strange. The two beasts that trapped the Horcrux must have begun to hibernate again. If you don’t leave, do you want to stay? Come down and die with me?"

When he spoke, his tone was not hurried or slow, his eyes were closed, and there was a little sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Mo Xuanfang looked up at him and saw that Wei Siying's face was pale and haggard in the firelight, but he didn't feel flustered at all. The effectiveness of the rejuvenation blood had obviously ebbed yesterday. At this moment, his face was calm and natural, not as if he was in a desperate situation, but as if recuperating of Xizi.

Mo Xuanfang averted his eyes, thinking that the new dragon emperor really had an extraordinary bearing, and he didn't care about the sarcasm in Wei Siying's tone, so he replied to him lightly: "I used rocks to set up a few gossip formations at the entrance of the cave. If he Xunlai, I can resist it for a while, but I can't die."

"Hehe, after all, he is a disciple of Ziyun Sect. He is a decent sect. He has lost all his cultivation, and he still wants to save the dying and heal the wounded."

Wei Siying coughed twice as he spoke, fearing that Yuan Li would care, he quickly waved his hands and said, "I'm fine, you don't need to worry about me...cough cough...but it won't do you any good if you save me. , I am well-known, and I am not a person who will reciprocate;

Second, you know my identity, saving me will only ruin your sect's reputation.I can remind you, if you want to get any benefits, forget it as soon as possible. "

Hearing what he said was ugly, Mo Xuanfang didn't know how to answer for a while, so he kept silent.

But I thought in my heart, this Dragon Lord is ruthless and ruthless, and he can use any means to achieve his goal, but he is an upright person. He clearly didn't want to hurt himself by saying this, and he used words to motivate himself to leave.

But I didn't know why I saved him.Although this is not a battlefield, saving a life can add merit, but I didn't treat Hongying like this at the beginning.

Mo Xuanfang sighed secretly, and didn't make any excuses at the moment. Before Lu Fan could find him, he took the time to meditate to recover his strength.

For a while, the cave was so quiet that there were only the crackling of burning firewood and Wei Siying's intermittent coughing.

The sky was getting brighter outside, but the sky was dark and gloomy, with no sunlight. Sure enough, not long after, fluffy snow was flying all over the sky. The cold wind howled, and the temperature inside the cave dropped again and again.

Wei Siying couldn't lie down, sat up, and muttered: "The military division should have received my sound transmission amulet long ago, but why hasn't there been any movement?"

Mo Xuanfang raised his eyelids: "The sound transmission talisman has no spiritual power and cannot fly into the mountain boundary. If the Dragon Lord's military adviser brings fewer people, it will be useless to come in. It is just adding mana to the soul devourer."

Wei Siying said: "Have you ever wondered why in this Lingcang Mountain, your spiritual power and mine have been sucked, but Lu Fan's Soul Eater still has mana? He said that the god who rules the world, I am If you don't believe it, if there really is such a god, how can you see spirits and demons being incompatible, killing each other, and dying."

Mo Xuanfang smiled faintly: "It turns out that the Dragon King also knows that the incompatibility of spirits and demons will cause people to die, so why not stop as soon as possible and retreat to a corner? Maybe you can live and work in peace and enjoy peace in the three realms."

Wei Siying sneered: "Retire to a corner? Yes, let the seven great kingdoms, and your three great immortal sects all retreat to a corner, so that I, the Haochang Kingdom, can also enjoy peace and contentment and peace in the three realms. You go back Tell your Sect Master Mo to see if he is willing?"

Mo Xuanfang has always said the same things in his life, but he was insulted by Wei Siying's words one after another, and thinking that he was played by him one after another in the Battle of Billions, and finally lost miserably, he couldn't help but feel depressed.

Just as he was about to issue a warning, Wei Siying's pale face suddenly flushed abnormally, and then he coughed violently twice, apparently unable to suppress it, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mo Xuanfang hurriedly stepped forward to support him, put his hand on his back and smoothed it gently, seeing him bent over to cough, the black hair slipped down his shoulders, revealing the black scar on the back of his neck.

Mo Xuanfang's fingertips stopped suddenly: "Is the old injury recurring?"

The old wound was not only Zhen Longsuo, but Wei Siying's chest was also injured by the Bliss Magic Sky Whisk. He hadn't fully recovered, and unlike Mo Xuanfang who also had a golden body protection here, once his spiritual power was in his body, Sealed, the wounds would recur uncontrollably and frequently.

In the past, there was Gu Xifei's pills to warm him up, but now Gu Xifei is not there, if it goes on like this for a long time, if he is not found by the Soul Eater, Wei Siying will also die in Lingcang Mountain.

Seeing this situation, Mo Xuanfang estimated that he was close to ten, thinking that at least he had a golden body to protect him, so why not take him out of the Lingcang Mountain boundary, maybe he was lucky and was not found by the soul devourer, or he could Escaping is worse than waiting to die here.

Mo Xuanfang made up his mind, and said in a gentle voice: "Lord Long, I have a magic weapon that can be used in Lingcang Mountain. As long as Lord Dragon is close to me, it can protect me. I want to carry Lord Dragon and walk out of the boundary of Lingcang Mountain I don't know what the Dragon Lord wants?"

Wei Siying wanted to ask about the magic weapon, but suddenly his heart moved, and he was about to say "yes".At this moment, there was a sudden gust of wind outside the cave, making the sound of rocks colliding.

Mo Xuanfang said in a deep voice: "He's here. It's not too late. I'll take you out immediately while he's trapped in the gossip formation. Lord Long, what an offense."

Before Mo Xuanfang finished speaking, Wei Siying only felt his body lighten, and he was already carrying him on his back. He raised his hand to rest on his broad back, and the past of Ziyunzong came to mind instantly, with all kinds of feelings in his heart.

Mo Xuanfang had no time to think about it, he carried the person on his back and ran out of the cave.

In the mist of flying snow, the mountains and rocks that were neatly arranged in the wind are now forming into three groups, opening and closing rapidly.

He knew that he couldn't see the Soul Eater from outside, but this formation didn't need spiritual power, and it could change in countless ways. At this moment, the formation must be filled with dark wind and mist, just like a formation of millions of soldiers, like a snake-shaped end to end. Besieged to death, it would take at least two hours for Lu Fan to break through the formation.

Thoughts moved slightly in his mind, Mo Xuanfang didn't stop on his feet, he saw the way he came, and ran at high speed.

At this time, the snow was heavy, and the heads and faces covering the two of them were covered with snowflakes. Mo Xuanfang felt Wei Siying's body trembling slightly. He expected that he had old injuries and couldn't bear the cold, so he stretched out his arms, trying to put him in the Hugged tighter behind him.

But in this way, the touch of his fingers through his shirt suddenly became obvious, and Mo Xuanfang's breathing was stagnant. He felt that this was inappropriate, and quickly let go of his hand, holding it as vainly as before.

He was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but he didn't expect a sudden chill on his neck, Wei Siying's arms had already wrapped around his shoulders.

Mo Xuanfang called softly: "Dragon Lord."

Wei Siying didn't agree, but just curled up for a while, as if he had passed out, looking for a snuggle with someone to keep him warm in his dream.

His movements are so proficient, it seems that he has been memorized since he was a child, which is nothing more than a natural thing.

Mo Xuanfang's heart trembled for no reason, and he was short of breath. After thinking about it, his arms tightened a bit more than before, and the warmth of his golden body flowed into Wei Siying's body continuously.

There are two mountain depressions behind them, the inside of the Bagua formation is shaking, and there are faint signs of breaking the formation.

At the entrance of Lingcang Mountain in the southeast, behind Gu Xifei, a group of soldiers and horses in strange costumes were coming across the mountains.