Stepping into the cabin, Blood Rakshasa's gaze was a little more hesitant. Looking at the face that was frozen white, the Blood Rakshasa suddenly let out a low sigh. With her senses, she naturally knew how badly Zhou Bo's body was invaded by this freezing gas. If you don't step up treatment, the time will drag on for a long time, and I am afraid that even if you can save your life, it may not cause some hidden dangers to your body. "In this life, this sect has never only killed people, not saved people! This time I made an exception for you, if this sect can't get the sword technique, this sect will definitely break you into ten thousand pieces!"

His hands, which were as white as jade, were gently placed on the golden mask that covered his face. With a slight force of his hands, the golden mask suddenly left the Blood Rakshasa face. The golden mask was removed, and a handsome and fair-skinned face appeared beside Zhou Bo again. It's just that this time, Zhou Bo can't see this face that makes everything lose color.

The blood-red true qi slowly gathered in the right hand of the Blood Rakshasa . With a complicated gaze, he glanced at Zhou Bo again. With a resolute look, the Blood Rakshasa suddenly lowered his head, pressed on Zhou Bo's left shoulder with one hand, and suddenly lowered his head, Sakura's lips were tightly pressed against the wound on his left shoulder, and he gulped on the wound.

The cold of the freezing air far exceeded the expectations of the Blood Rakshasa . Even if it is the true qi in the body of the Blood Rakshasa that is constantly running, it is used to resist the invasion of that cold qi. However, he was still numb from the cold on Zhou Bo's left shoulder, and his teeth kept colliding. After only sucking a few mouthfuls, the Blood Rakshasa couldn't support it a little, spit out the cold blood in one bite, quickly took out a pill from his Qiankun bag, took it into his mouth, chewed it twice, and didn't care about the effect of the medicine, so he pounced on Zhou Bo's body again, and continued to suck the cold for him.

Even though the Blood Rakshasa cultivation is superb, even if it spits out the cold blood that it sucks out every time. However, the wisps of cold air still quietly entered the body of the Blood Rakshasa along Sakura's lips. The cold air is like a body, shaped like a knife cut, and the frozen blood Rakshasa is also a little unbearable. After reluctantly sucking a few more mouthfuls, Blood Rosa's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof". Not only the blood in Zhou Bo's body exuded coldness, but even the mouthful of blood spurted out by the Blood Rakshasa at this time was also cold. Obviously, the cold qi in Zhou Bo's body, when it was sucked out by the Blood Rakshasa again, also indirectly affected her.

In the dim light, the red figure was kneeling beside Zhou Bo, repeating the movements again and again. At this time, no one knew what this Blood Rakshasa who was ranked second in the southern Xinjiang was doing. No one would have thought that the Blood Rakshasa would make such a great sacrifice to save a man for the sake of a righteous path disciple.

"The cold world, the frost flowers wither" In the snow palace, the two peerless fairy swords with the heaviest cold air are the coldest in the world. Even if it was the Moon Blade of the Lord of the Demon Dao Ten Thousand Soldiers, it couldn't withstand the intense cold aura of these two Frost Swords. Although Zhou Bo was only hit by a sword in his left shoulder, the cold air that had accumulated for an unknown number of years was enough to make it an ice cube in a very short period of time. If it weren't for Zhou Bo's excellent luck some time ago, the three levels in his body were opened, and the meridians had expanded I don't know how much, plus the effect of the Three Pure Heart Methods of the Dawn Gate to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the yuan. Perhaps, even if someone wants to save it, Zhou Bo may not be able to survive until that time. However, with the Blood Rakshasa doing this, I'm afraid no one knows what damage she will have because of this.

Before this, not only others would not have thought of it, but even the Blood Rakshasa herself would not believe that she would not hesitate to damage herself for the sake of one person. Sometimes, fate is always full of a faint teasing. Although the insignificance makes you almost disdainful, the feeling of boiling a frog in warm water makes you regret it too late when you find out. She didn't care that he saw her face, and she didn't care, he dared to be rude to her. Perhaps, all this can be used in one sentence, I want to get that set of sword tricks. But in fact, what the ultimate reason is, I'm afraid no one will know. Even the Blood Rakshasa himself could not describe and be sure. Everything is predestined......

It was a long time before the closed hatch opened slightly. The Blood Rakshasa's somewhat weak voice came from the cabin: "You two come in!"

Shu Xuening and Ji Lanting, who had been waiting outside for a long time, were overjoyed when they heard this, and quickly entered the cabin. In the cabin room, the faint smell of blood and coldness made the two of them even more frightened. Just the power of a sword, there is such a big chill. It seems that the cultivation of that Snow Saintess is really not simple.

The Blood Rakshasa on the side sat cross-legged and looked at the two people who entered the room: "You need to take him away, I can only save his life temporarily, and I can't completely save her!"

"Then how can I save him?" Looking at Zhou Bo, who was still tightly closed, Shu Xuening hurriedly asked. However, looking at the look of the Blood Rakshasa there, there was also a hint of kindness. Although Zhou Bo was still unconscious, his entire face was much more radiant than just now. Obviously, these are all done by the Blood Rakshasas.

"Go to Xuanyezhai and let those cows find a way!" Blood Rakshasa said lightly: "Xuanyezhai is the closest to here, and it may not be able to completely save his life, but there is no problem in saving his life for the time being." You guys, go there........."

Looking at the two streamers that disappeared from the sky, the Blood Rakshasa who had been sitting there reluctantly was lucky, and said slowly: "Go back to the Rakshasa Gate!" Feeling the slow movement of the boat, the body of the Blood Rakshasa also began to fall softly on the couch. At this time, no one noticed that under the golden mask, a stream of blood slowly dripped and flowed out..........

Xuanyezhai, located on the periphery of southern Xinjiang, is a little more beautiful and quiet than the mountain gate sects of various factions in Middle Earth, and a little less majestic and upright.

At night, streams and rivers crisscross the country, and patches of jungle jasper are verdant. I have to say that although it is said that the land of southern Xinjiang is less than the Dawn Gate, the aura is a little less. However, this natural tranquility and the glow of the sun and moon also give a different atmosphere. There are many basins and wetlands in southern Xinjiang, although it is impossible to gather spiritual energy in the entire Yunmiao Mountain Range like the Dawn Gate, and then gather in the seven peaks through the leylines. However, the natural basin concave terrain has also multiplied the essence of the sun and moon, allowing the disciples who are cultivating here. A frank air, like the light of the sun and the moon, bright and bright. looked at Ji Lanting, who was carrying Zhou Bo on his back and flying with a sword. Shu Xue Ning secretly thought that maybe only this kind of place could cultivate a disciple as tall as Ji Lanting. Perhaps only Xuanye Zhai can teach him his brave and fearless state of mind. All sects and factions have young heroes.

Although the Southern Xinjiang Demon Road is rampant, for the sake of Zhou Bo, the two of them don't care so much. Ji Lanting held the thunder talisman while holding the sword, always paying attention to the surroundings. And Shu Xuening was also on the sidelines, in case someone suddenly attacked. However, it seems that tonight's southern Xinjiang is exceptionally peaceful, and no one notices the two figures in the sky, so the road is peaceful.

After flying for more than an hour, the range of the dense forests in southern Xinjiang has gradually faded away. The terrain is beginning to flatten. After flying over the Nanhe River, separated by two lower hills and a relatively flat plain, the flat earth suddenly sinks, and the nearby towering trees are densely forested, interlocking with each other, enclosing a slightly concave forest garden. Behind this dense forest, under the moonlight of the vast night, buildings and rooms appeared in front of the two people in the sky. Xuanye Zhai,It was built here.。。

Xuanye Zhai, which ranks first in southern Xinjiang, is faintly shrouded in mist in the night of this night, looking like a light gauze mist, with a bit of tranquility in the silence and beauty. And in the center of the complex is a black and white Bagua print. In the center, there is a high platform. According to legend, the founder of Xuanyezhai, Xuanyezi, was on that high platform by the light of the sun and the moon, sitting in the sky, thus creating a history of hundreds of years of Xuanyezhai in southern Xinjiang.

Shu Xuening and Ji Lanting each flew with their own flying swords, and they just came to the edge of the woods. In the woods, two sword lights, one purple and one green, suddenly lit up in mid-air, and two handsome young men came and suddenly blocked their way. Before the person arrived, the voice came out first: "Where is the friend, enter my Xuanye Zhai realm at night!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure of the Dao also appeared in front of Shu Xuening and Ji Lanting. And Ji Lanting immediately spoke up: "Wenhe, Wenping, I'm Ji Lanting!"

The young disciple on the left was a little older, and after hearing Ji Lanting's words, he took the lead in putting away the fairy sword, and the person floated in the air in the wind and said excitedly: "Uncle Ji, are you back?"

At present, there are three generations of disciples, Yuan, Wen, and Zi in Xuanye Zhai. And Ji Lanting is the current closed disciple of Xuanyezhai who is in charge of Changchun Zhenren, so he can be regarded as the source of the generation. And Nawen and Wenping are literary generations, so they are just shorter than Ji Lanting's generation, and this name is also correct.

Ji Lanting just nodded, and then quickly asked, "Is my master here?"

"The head has always been there, and recently there were guests in the middle of the fast, so the head has always been entertaining guests and has not retreated!" Wen Ping curiously glanced at Zhou Bo on Ji Lanting's back, as well as Shu Xuening, who was following him, and a look of admiration flashed in his eyes.

"Quick, you lead the way in front, let's fly into Zhaizhong!" Now the time is urgent, so Ji Lanting doesn't have so many rules, and directly let Wen He lead the way in front and fly to Zhaizhong. Na Wenhe looked at Ji Lanting's appearance, and also knew that the matter was serious, so he immediately stepped forward, took Ji Lanting and Shu Xuening, and flew all the way towards Zhaizhong.

The three sword lights flew directly to Xuanye Zhai at night, which would naturally attract the attention of many people. Therefore, as soon as they arrived above Xuanyazhai, a figure was here where Edgeworth blocked the way of the three of them. Shu Xue looked at it beautifully, and saw that this person had white hair, and his body was thin but faintly had the appearance of a fairy wind and bones. He was wearing a blue robe with a scabbard behind his back, and his cultivation was definitely not low.

"Senior Brother Ji?" The man saw Ji Lanting in the back, his tone was a little surprised, and then he asked, "What happened?"

"Senior Brother Yuanfu, take me to see Master quickly!" Ji Lanting didn't have the heart to say anything more, no one stopped him along the way, but he went back to the fast, and there were fellow disciples everywhere to stop and ask. It's really not worth the time.

"Okay!" Seeing the person Ji Lanting was carrying, Na Yuanfu finally spit out a word, and flew directly towards the depths of Zhai with Shu Xuening and Ji Lanting. After a while, I have arrived at a very quaint garden above the sky, only to see the green pines and cypresses in the garden, the waterfall and the spring flow down slowly, and the flowers are blooming, like a fairyland on earth. A peaceful and peaceful place, it really deserves to be the residence of a sect of masters, just this environment, it is already loved.

The three figures slowly fell down the small garden, and as soon as they stood firm, they heard an old voice from a stone cave deep in the small garden: "Ting'er, what's wrong?"

"Master, disciple, please help Master!" Ji Lanting carried Zhou Bo on his back and walked quickly towards the cave. As soon as the old voice heard Ji Lanting's words, his words became calm: "Come in!"

Ji Lanting's footsteps were like flying, and he carried Zhou Bo on his back to rush into the stone cave. And Shu Xuening followed later, and Yuan Fu also followed. The three of them walked into the cave and saw that it was about ten zhang square, which occupied a lot of land. The cave is clean, but the furnishings are very simple. On either side of the cave walls are several candles, emitting a yellowish glow, for illumination. In the innermost part of the cave, there is a stone bed, on which there is not even straw. In the other place, there is a table, and on one side of the table, there is a yellowed picture. On the table, incense candles and melons are enshrined. On the ground, in addition to a yin and yang gossip diagram, there is only one futon.

On the stone bed, an old man held a whisk in his hand, with a childish face and smooth skin. Although I know that the age of the other party is really not small, but just by looking at the face, I can't know his real age. When the old man saw Ji Lanting coming, he immediately stood up and greeted him. Shu Xuening saw the old man, and said secretly in her heart: "Is this the real person in charge of Xuanyezhai, Changchun Zhenren?" It is said that Xuanyezhai's beauty cultivation technique is the first among all sects, and it seems that it is indeed true. At least, the real person in front of him, the technique of rejuvenating the face, seems to be quite skilled.

While placing Zhou Bo on the stone bed, Ji Lanting said, "Master, this senior brother is a disciple of the Dawn Gate. Now that he is seriously injured, please ask the master for treatment!"

"En!" Changchun Zhenren didn't say much when he heard this, and stretched out his fingers to put them on Zhou Bo's wrist. However, as soon as he touched Zhou Bo's skin, he quickly retracted it, and his face was full of surprise: "It's so cold?

Zhou Bo was covered in a frost sword, and his own freezing air was extremely cold. If it weren't for the Blood Rakshasa sucking out most of the cold qi in his body, I'm afraid Zhou Bo's body would still be covered with frost. However, even though most of the cold is gone, there is still a lot of residual cold. Rao is a real person in Changchun has a profound cultivation, but he is also a little surprised by the coldness of this cold air.

"This...."Ji Lanting was silent for a moment, and did not say it immediately. He didn't know if it was good or bad to say what had just happened at this moment. Moreover, the relationship between Zhou Bo and the Blood Rakshasa is not very clear to him. As for Shu Xuening, if she hadn't seen her identity as a disciple of Dawn, it was estimated that Ji Lanting would not have exposed her identity in the Ghost Drift Hall and rescued her. Therefore, for a while, I really don't know how to say these things to be appropriate.

Changchun Zhenren glanced at the apprentice who had grown up with him since he was a child, and said lightly: "If there is something inconvenient to say, don't say it." However, what exactly did this disciple get hurt by? Such a powerful cold qi has never been seen by the teacher a few times. You can't hide this, otherwise it won't be easy to prescribe the right medicine. ”

"Yes—" Ji Lanting was silent again. However, Shu Xuening, who was on the side, had no intention of concealing it, and said directly: "It's the Frost Flower Sword!"