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It was snowing, under the dark sky, Rong Han walked towards the bright place step by step.A faint blue aura rises from the ground, vigorously, like a blue and bewitching lotus flower, bursting suddenly in the sky.

When the thin snow and the blue aura fell down together, a dim light appeared on Rong Han's body, and the light spots carrying memories suddenly flew up, floating towards the sky like snow.

In an instant of panic, Rong Han seemed to see the fairy who still had his brows and eyes looking back lightly, and smiled at him.He couldn't help but pause, standing where he was and forgetting about God, in the dim light that carried his endless yearning for Wenlan, let the wind blow the snow that flew up to his white eyelashes, like the tenderness of his lover back then. kiss.

As soon as I raised my eyes, it was another lonely snowy night, desolate and desolate.Rong Han sighed silently, stepped on the snow and went up.

Only when it snows again, will he be painfully reminded of what he has lost.A hundred years have passed, and many memories have gradually dissipated, but only the love remains unchanged, and the love is endless, like the never-ending snow falling in the heart.

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In the boat, two lights suddenly appeared at the same time.The demon corpse in the cage suddenly "uh ah" and bumped into the cage as if it had sensed it.Gu Ying stared in disbelief at the old man who was also shining in his arms, and murmured, "How could this be?"

Then I didn't know what I thought of, and I couldn't help but tremble in my heart, but I was more focused on drawing the spiritual energy.

"It's bright, it's bright!" Gu Yunzhou in the jade boat stood up suddenly, took out his Lihuo sword, and said to Gu Ying: "Gu Ying, quickly open the restraint."

But Guying didn't speak, just lowered his head, his eyes were like hooks, he was staring at the old man, to be precise, his dantian.As far as the dantian, the thing was pulled out by the spiritual energy, revealing a head, so startled that Guying let go of the strength in his hand and sat down on the ground.

"But what happened? Uncle Gu Ying?" Jiang Xuehan also stood up, but grabbed Gu Yunzhou and wanted to rush to him, and asked Gu Ying intently.

"This is not right." Gu Ying suddenly came back to his senses, hurriedly took out a machine box from his arms, threw it hard on the ground, and said loudly in panic: "Quick, take me and Xianjun Wenlan to Fuxue Mountain Looking for master! What is in this old man's body is the merit cup of Xianjun Wenlan!"

"So what about the Merit Cup? You speak carefully!" The restriction outside the boat immediately disappeared with the shattering of the thousand machine box. Gu Yunzhou glanced at Jiang Xuehan who was at the side, and motioned him to take the old man.Then he directly picked up Guying, picked up the cage containing Immortal Wen Lan, and quickly walked out of the boat.

"Students of Juyue Peak, whoever sets up a one-person battle will pour his cultivation into the merit cup, and then use the merit cup to start the battle! These two steps need to be done by himself. Similarly, the merit cup still has spiritual power, The jade was not crushed together with Xianjun Wenlan, which means that this merit cup was put into the old man's body by Xianjun Wenlan when he was alive." Jiang Xuehan was also shocked, picked up the old man and followed quickly, frowned and said : "How is this possible? If Xianjun Wenlan had put the merit cup into the old man's body, how would he have died afterwards? The fierce battle was fierce, and Xianjun Wenlan's own spiritual power could not be sustained , can only complete the formation with the dead body, how can there be spare energy to give spiritual power to others?"

"Don't think about it yet, let's go!" Gu Yunzhou realized the problem at this moment, and quickly summoned the Lihuo Sword with a stern face. With a little foot, he headed for the brightest place like an arrow.

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With the passage of spiritual power, Rong Shuangzhi's face became paler and paler, like paper, and gradually lost the slightest blood.Only the tip of the sword was empty, except for the continuous overflowing spiritual light, there was nothing else.

"Can you still stand it?" Gu Liufeng kept his eyes down, staring at every move around him all the time, only watching the pervasive dim light fall and then go out, a trace of strangeness surfaced in his heart, but he still held Rong Shuangzhi's wrist, Infuse him with spiritual energy.

"I can't find the living soul of Immortal Wenlan in this snow-covered mountain." Rong Shuangzhi frowned, seeing that the light spots of aura that were supposed to be attached to the remnant soul did not intend to gather at all, but scattered in the sky, lightly Take it lightly.

"Using the soul formation, if the formation is not broken, the soul should not disperse." Gu Liufeng looked into the distance, grabbed Rong Shuangzhi's hand heavily, and said resolutely: "Can you still hold on? Wait for Guying to take Wen Lan away." Xianjun's body is sent here, and if something goes wrong, you can tell at a glance."

"Okay." Rong Shuangzhi replied solemnly, still clinging to the sword, and continued to let the spiritual power escape.Under the gray night, on the snow-fallen ground, there was silence.Only that side of the Xuanbing jade wall is shining with silver light.Reflecting the shadows of the two, intertwined together, it seems to bear all the weight.

"Someone really dares to use the Fuxue Mountain Formation." A ray of spiritual light arrogantly pierced through the dark night sky and fell, and transmitted the faint and clear voice in the sky, like thunder, echoing in the empty Fuxue Mountain, spreading into everyone in the individual's ears.

On the thousand-storied pagoda, many cultivators recognized this voice, felt terrified, hurriedly knelt down on the spot, and kowtowed in fear towards Fuxue Mountain: "Welcome Immortal Venerable Wuci."

The long-bearded and slender Wuci Xianzun took care of them flawlessly, lifted the ancient scene down, threw people aside with a "bang", and then swept towards Rong Shuangzhi and Gu Liufeng with a stern look.

Stretching out the sleeves, the silver needle with a cold light fell into his hand, and it was like a thunderbolt. Shoot or kill!"

Gu Liufeng didn't hide, he just pulled Rong Shuangzhi into his arms.Looking coldly at Immortal Venerable Wu Ci, under the cloak, the box in his arms creaked, and the restraints around him kept the silver needle two feet away from Gu Liufeng, preventing him from advancing an inch.

"I still have some skills, no wonder I dare to touch Wuji's Nilin." Wuci Xianzun sneered, and the laughter spread out with invisible coercion, and even the thousand-storied tower followed. Trembling. "I just don't know how long you can last."

Following his words, Gu Liufeng's body froze, his teeth clenched under his cold eyes, and his whole body rattled under the fierce pressure!

But in the space of two breaths, large drops of blood continued to gush out from under the eyelids, dripping directly onto the already bluish face, dripping down the chin onto Rong Shuangzhi's body.

"It's me who is good at manipulating formations, why is the immortal killing innocent people indiscriminately! If you have the ability, come straight at me!" Rong Shuang's eyes were red, but she was still in Gu Liufeng's arms, shaking her hands and holding the Fengyue sword, non-stop To dissipate his spiritual energy.

Rong Shuangzhi only felt that her shortness of breath rushed towards her with a bloody smell, and the scorching blood ran across her face, but the temperature disappeared after a while.

"Immortal, Immortal Venerable, please be merciful, this is the Lord of Qianji Pavilion, you can't kill him!" Gu Jing trembled aside, closed his eyes to meet him, pulled Wuci Immortal Venerable and said: "Immortal Venerable, Fu There is a thousand-storied pagoda outside the snow-capped mountain, and inside the pagoda are all people from Qianji Pavilion, if Qing Zhaozong killed Gu Liufeng today, tomorrow Qing Zhaozong will be accused by thousands of people! Immortal, think twice!"

"You make me think twice?" Wuci smiled, and there was a hint of hostility in those stern eyes.His restriction can't even be broken by me. If I don't kill him, how can I kill the criminals and protect the dignity of Qing Zhaozong's sect? "

The icy voice resounded in the air, as cold as snow.In the thousand-storied pagoda, everyone was shocked. Finally, some people realized that their pavilion master didn't ask them to come here for vacation. In an instant, countless spirit treasures flew towards the Fuxue Mountain. Under the clear sky, colorful and staggered auras are shining.

Smiling, Wuci Immortal Venerable raised his hand again, Gu Liufeng knelt down abruptly, his knees sank in the snow, the blood melted the snow under his body, turned into water, and stained the hem of Rong Shuangzhi's clothes red.

"Shuang, Shuangzhi..." Gu Liufeng's neck, which had already been squeezed with bulging veins, desperately leaned up, and with the muffled sound of "clicking" in his body, he fell on Rong Shuangzhi's body, Shaking constantly. "In my bosom... in my bosom, there is a thousand machine box..., crush it, break it, escape first...I, hold on...I can't hold it anymore... ......, run away, run away......."

"Okay!" Rong Shuang came back to her senses in a hurry, tears ran across her face, stained with the blood from Gu Liufeng, and frantically touched Gu Liufeng's arms.

But at the next moment, a dazzling white aura suddenly flashed on Fengyue Sword, and then a scream came from a distance. "Gu Ying, Xianjun Wenlan's demon corpse is out of breath!"

Rong Shuangzhi's eyes lit up, she picked up Gu Liufeng's hand and paused for a moment, and the next moment, she held the Fengyue sword in one hand, and flew up from the ground with Gu Liufeng in the other hand, and fell on the ground to avoid the silver needle of Wuci Xianzun .Turning around, he put the Xue Po Orb, which was stained with Wuji Xianzun's heart and blood, between the swords, and stood in front of Gu Liufeng, resolutely insisting on the spiritual flow on the formation.

"You are looking for death!" Wuci Xianzun's eyes sharpened the moment Rong Shuang moved, the silver needle in his hand gleamed coldly, and with the coercion that crushed Gu Liufeng's bones through the restriction, he moved towards Rong Shuang Come and go.

Before reaching Rong Shuangzhi, a gust of wind passed by.The next moment, a more terrifying sword intent came like a tide.

With a sound of "ding", the silver needle directly poked Wang Chuanjian's body, making a crisp collision sound, a gust of breeze came suddenly, Wang Chuanjian blocked Rong Shuangzhi's face with the sword, and used the vast sword intent that went into the sea Released the coercion, then flew up and stabbed at Wuci Immortal Venerable.

"Who allowed you to do it?" Rong Han's voice was piercing, and the white robe fluttered in the snow, almost melting into one body with the snow.Those eyes seemed to be on fire, extraordinarily bright.

"Wuji, I'm complaining about Wen Lan!" Wu Ci's complexion was ugly, and he dodged Rong Han's sword as light as a swallow, and said angrily: "Wen Lan has been dead for a hundred years, yet you tolerate him digging Is digging the grave meant to make Wen Lan not even die with peace in his eyes?"

"The soul of Immortal Wen Lan is not at the bottom of the mountain!" Rong Shuangzhi lightened at this moment, hugged Gu Liufeng tremblingly, and shouted: "Father, I haven't seen the soul of Immortal Wen Lan here for a long time, As soon as Xianjun Wenlan's body arrived, the Xue Pozhu, which was stained with blood from his heart, reacted! Father, Xianjun Wenlan definitely did not die back then! His soul is not in Fuxue Mountain!"

"What did you say?" Wuji Immortal Venerable's complexion changed, he rushed over and pinched his arm, not daring to say anything: "How do you know?"

"Wuji, don't be fooled by others and mess up your mind!" Immortal Venerable Wuci shuddered in his heart, he just wanted to go forward, but Wang Chuanjian volleyed on him and wouldn't let him go, he could only deal with Wang Chuan angrily Jian, said coldly: "Maybe he has been dead for a hundred years, and he has already lost his soul?"

"He didn't lose his soul!" Rong Shuangzhi raised his head suddenly, holding the Xue Po Orb covered with a layer of blood-colored light, and said to Immortal Wuji: "Father, look, Immortal Wen Lan! This is Wen Lan. Immortal Lan!"

"It's useless to say it, it's useless, don't stop me, let me kill him!" Wuci Xianzun said angrily, looking at the Xue Pozhu soaked in Wen Lan's breath, wishing his eyes would burst, and there would be no more. Take it easy!

"Who said his words were unfounded? We have evidence!" A loud voice came from a distance, and the light of the Lihuo sword pierced the sky.Gu Yunzhou didn't even care to take the sword back, and threw Gu Ying and the cage down.

Guying pointed to Jiang Xuehan who was rushing after him, and shouted towards Immortal Wuji: "Immortal Wuji, the merit cup that Immortal Wenlan bestowed on the villagers of Fuxue Mountain is still circulating in this old man's body, protecting him Xuecun was not tortured to death by the poison of the demon corpse!"

"How did Xianjun Wenlan, who didn't have a merit cup back then, fight with his own death?"