Mao Tuan always wants to attack me

Bai Shuyu was panicked and scared, he didn't even dare to look down at Mao Tuan's current state.

Just now at such a short distance, Mao Tuan's weak body was hit by two crossbow arrows in a row, and they took the initiative to block it for him.

Even if he was attacked like that after many years of martial arts training, he couldn't guarantee whether he would survive.Not to mention this hairball with almost zero qi reserves.

When his body fell into the abyss, the cold wind blowing from the endless darkness deeply hurt his eyes, causing him to ooze tears uncontrollably.

Suddenly, and he didn't know if it was his illusion, he felt itchy in front of him.Bai Shuyu lowered his head and saw Mao Tuan'er stretching out his front paws, rubbing softly on his skirt.

For a moment, Bai Shuyu thought it had woken up, but the movement of the hairball only lasted for a while, its eyes were tightly closed and never opened again; one side of the snow-white fur was completely stained red with blood, and the Bai Shuyu's own clothes were soaked through.

The emperor slowly closed his eyes, tears slowly drifting from under the eyelids into the air.It wasn't because of the cold wind, this time he really shed tears, hugging the cold body in his arms, Bai Shuyu hugged the hairball tightly in the endless darkness all around, as if he could grasp it gradually The passing life, don't let it go.

Getting closer to the ground.

Bai Shuyu adjusted his posture in the air, tried his best to extract true energy from his exhausted body, and spread it all over his body, slowly weakening the speed of landing.When he finally found a foothold on the cliff, he found that his back was covered with sweat, and his eyes became more blurred.

Never fall here.He encouraged himself tenaciously.Once he himself fell down and fell into a deep sleep on this icy cliff, he, and the hairball he was holding, might not be able to sleep again.

This is a fault on the cliff, a rock protruding from the cliff, bare, about two feet long.Not really the foot of the snow mountain.

A thick layer of frost fell on the hard stone surface, Bai Shuyu slipped and groped around in the dark, but there was nothing here except dry stones.There were no creatures, no vegetation, and only a few dead branches were barely found.

With a light snap of his fingers, Bai Shuyu's fingertips ignited a little fire, which ignited the dead branches.He placed the limp furball next to the firelight, hoping to warm its cold body a little.Then, he reached into his pocket and took out a small cloth bag from it.

He opened the small cloth bag, revealing the green substance inside.That was a bit of sap he had collected on the sacred tree earlier.

When the hair ball dug open the tree hole earlier, he guessed that the sap of this sacred tree has a good healing effect on the Snow Spirits, so he took a little sap from the tree hole before it was closed and stored it ,in case for need.Unexpectedly, it won't be long before this sap will really come in handy.

His sore hands trembled and unfolded the cloth bag, the tree sap inside had already frozen into a semi-solidified state.He carefully picked out a ball of sap with his slender fingers, put it near the fire to roast it until it melted, and then gently lifted the soft body of the ball with the other hand, coaxing softly; "Xiao Yuntian , open your mouth quickly. Come and eat the sap, it will be fine if you eat the sap!"

After listening to Bai Shuyu's words, Maotuan moved a bit, trying to open its mouth with difficulty, but its facial muscles were severely damaged, and its mouth was out of control.

Mao Tuan tried several times without success, so he could only look at Bai Shuyu in despair.Eyelids sank, it almost couldn't help falling asleep...

Seeing this, Bai Shuyu was anxious.Now that he didn't have any worries, he directly picked up a ball of sticky sap with his fingers, and then stretched the whole thing into the mouth of the hairball, pushing the sap into its mouth.

"Snoring..."

He felt the furball's soft, cool tongue struggling to eat the sap from his fingers.That is the desire to survive is driving its actions.Seeing that this method was effective, Bai Shuyu withdrew his fingers from the mouth of the hairball, then dug out a ball of sap again, roasted it with a weak fire to melt it a little, then passed it into the mouth of the hairball, and let it swallow slowly.

Xiao Yuntian's eyelids were heavy. In fact, at this moment, he almost completely lost consciousness, licking and eating the sap in his mouth only by the instinct of survival.

The moment he was hit by the killer's crossbow and arrow at close range, he fell into a deep coma, and most of his body was unconscious.The esophagus seemed to shrink into a ball under the heavy blow of the spell, but he still forced himself almost masochistically, swallowing the slippery sap mechanically.

What is taste?What is sap?He has no idea.Just remember to swallow, swallow, and force whatever you put into your mouth...

Bai Shuyu fed him to eat all the sap, and the last sliver of fire on the dead branches burned out.He knelt beside the furball lying on his back, looking at him silently with pale eyes.

Finally, the emperor spoke bitterly.

"Xiao Yuntian, do you regret it?" He seemed to be asking, but also seemed to be muttering to himself.Under the dim light, the emperor's face was blurred, and only a silhouette could be seen. "If there is another chance, do you have any other choice?" He sighed softly.

The hairball moved slightly.Although his consciousness has become chaotic, Xiao Yuntian still has his own pure thoughts, and he is very sure of his choice.Indeed, he wanted to live.want to live.If he was given another chance, he would desperately want to live.However……

The hairball's body twitched slightly, and it smiled wryly to itself.It's strange, a person with such a strong desire to survive would choose to stand in the way of others when the crisis comes...

But in all fairness, Xiao Yuntian did not regret it.Even though he is cold and hurting now, terrified and desperate in the endless darkness, as restless as any dying person, he is afraid that his weak breath will disappear forever at a certain moment in the future.But he has no regrets.Whether others believe it or not, he has no regrets.

"Cough, cough..."

Bai Shuyu coughed from the dark.Listening to the voice of his sweetheart, Mao Tuan slowly closed his eyes.

If I, Xiao Yun, really can't survive this test and die here, then it would be nice to stay by his side at the last moment...

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"boom!"

With a loud noise, Nightingale fell heavily to the ground.Half of his robe was soaked with his own blood, and his body and face were covered with scars from swords.Trembling, he tried to stand up, fixed the blade into the snow, and supported his shaking body.

Four or five black-clothed killers surrounded him in front of him.The eyes under their hoods stared fiercely or playfully at the trapped prey, and they approached him step by step with bloody blades.

Nightingale's eyes were scarlet.He watched the enemy approaching him step by step, and shouted in a low voice: "Where are the other shadow guards?"

The people in black looked at each other when they heard this.A ferocious voice sounded and answered his question: "Nine died, seven died, and there are two more. Guess the chief guard, where did they go?"

Nightingale's pupils suddenly shrank.A killer laughed cruelly: "The remaining two are ours! Hahahaha..."

Another person laughed and said, "That's right, they stuck knives into the backs of their companions one by one, and they had a great time playing..."

There are enemy traitors in the shadow guard squad!Nightingale bit her lip until it bled, and her body kept shaking.No wonder he had been surprised before, the shadow guard squad was so powerful, no matter what, it was impossible for them to be easily killed by the devil assassins.It turned out to be a sneak attack by "our own people"!

The news of his companion's innocent and tragic death made his heart surge with anger and sorrow. The wounds on his body burst again due to the rising anger, and a lot of blood flowed down his clothes to the ground, staining the snow under his feet red.

Nightingale suddenly pulled out the saber from her waist.There was a flash of cold light, but instead of attacking the enemy, it directed towards itself neatly.The short blade plunged into his left heart in an instant.Seeing this, the killers on the opposite side stopped laughing and stared at him vigilantly: "What is this going to do?"

Nightingale closed her eyes deeply, and immediately raised all the true energy in her body, and concentrated it in one point.

"No, this is a suicide technique!"

Someone among the enemies recognized the direction of his true energy and the seal in his hand, and shouted in panic.The demons stared at him apprehensively, and couldn't help but start to back away.The dying beasts were the most ferocious and unpredictable. Seeing the killers tense up in front of her, Nightingale let out a low laugh as she watched the killers tense up in a posture of extreme alertness.

Conspired by the devil, betrayed by his peers, the shadow guards were all wiped out.As the head of the guard, how could he still have the face to live in the world.Right now, he has successfully delayed the enemy's actions, allowing the emperor to escape, and he has completed all that should be done.The last thing is to completely lock the enemies here, and do everything in their power to avenge the dead shadow guards!

He held down the wound on the left side of his heart that was pierced by the blade, and gathered the remaining qi in his body near the heart.The flow of zhenqi caused unbearable pain in his meridians and flesh, but he had to do his best to complete the last spell in his life.

"It's not good, his true energy will erupt instantly as soon as he touches it! Don't think about killing him, retreat quickly!"

Some of the killers saw his plan, no longer insisted on surrounding him, and fled in the opposite direction one after another.Nightingale turned the blade slowly and calmly, the pain made him sweat profusely, but she smiled indifferently at the end.

No matter where they retreated, no one could escape the power of a suicide spell with a radius of one mile.This is the most powerful move that kills both. Once the power explodes, all the true energy stored in him will be released in an instant, and the price is that his life will no longer exist.

As the saying goes, "Jade and stone burn together".

He slowly closed his eyes.If this life is going to end here, then the only regret is...

"nightingale!"

In the mist, I heard him calling his name.Nightingale was stunned, and was about to completely detonate the suicide spell, but heard another shout: "Ningingale! Stop!"

Two screams.Nightingale suddenly opened her eyes, only to see a familiar dark figure suddenly appearing in the snow in front of her.

The man rushed straight into the crowd of killers without hesitation, blood spattered everywhere he passed, and screams could be heard endlessly.During the chaotic fight, he saw the man with long black hair hanging loose, every move of the knife in his hand was doomed to the tragic death of an assassin.

That is……

The man rushed all the way in front of him, with a knife in his hand to block the entangled assassin, and with the other hand he quickly summoned up his true energy, and quickly tapped Nightingale twice.The blade inserted into the body was shaken out by the zhenqi from outside the body, and the suicide technique was forced to stop.

Deka's long knife flips over, knocking the enemy to the ground.His black hair flew up, and his dark red eyes stared gloomyly ahead, his terrifying aura frightened the demons, preventing them from approaching at will.

Taking advantage of the enemy's hesitation, Deka came behind Nightingale in two or three steps, stretched out her arms to embrace him, picked him up horizontally, and ran away towards the distance.