(Xiao Yi thanked Qi Yicai, the moonlight of the first snow, and the reward of 39.) ）

Body:

The time is approaching, and Duanmu leans on the side of the stone and still hasn't woken up.

Yun Xiao meditated in the spring and ran the method for two weeks, and then exercised pranayama.

I felt that my qi and blood had calmed down for a moment or two, and the internal injuries were relieved, so I slowly regained my strength and returned to the yuan. When he opened his eyes, he turned his eyes to look at the woman, and when he saw that the woman did not move in the mist, he immediately got up and walked over.

"Master...... Master...... Master wake up......" The young man hesitated slightly, reached into the water and pushed the woman's shoulder.

The woman leaned on the bluestone behind her, her face was cold and white, and her eyes were darkly closed. I don't know if it's a deep sleep or a coma.

The young man's heart tightened, and he took the woman's hand from the water and put it on her vein...... I felt that the cold force in the woman's body walked and collided between the meridians, and the viscera was weak and healed itself, and the pulse was a little weaker than yesterday.

Worried.

The cold power of the tomb flower is indeed inexplicable here and now...... If we don't wake up Master to meditate on the Water Flow, if any of them is interrupted for more than seven days, the power of the Water Journey will be disordered and overturned, and it will be even more dangerous.

"Master...... Master ......" Yun Xiao frowned and pushed the woman again.

Although the heart is anxious, there is an unconscious gentleness in his demeanor.

The woman was still closed.

The boy leaned over and looked down at the silent woman.

I didn't eat for two days...... Master's body is weaker than ordinary people......

His lips pursed, and Yun Xiao reached out to take the frost sword lying horizontally on the bluestone on one side.

Glancing at the woman's dull and pale expression, he drew his sword lightly and cut a deep wound on his left wrist.

Blood is slowly pouring out.

Putting down his sword, the boy pressed the wound to the woman's lips.

But when he touched it, his wrist tightened, and the woman should have woken up suddenly, and when she noticed it, Huo Ran reached out and grabbed the young man's wrist.

Yun Xiao was startled for a moment and froze in place.

A drop of blood gushing out of the wound stained the woman's lips, which were red and gorgeous, dyeing the lips that were originally extremely light with rouge.

The boy looked at her.

Green silk and snow hair, dizzy cheeks, face like snow, lips color, shoulders, neck and arms on the wrist frost, just like clear snow.

The woman's breath was disordered, gasping slightly, and before Yun Xiao could come back to her senses, she pulled the young man closer with her wrist, and stretched out her finger to point at the Quchi point between the young man's elbows.

The spilled blood dripped into the spring water, silently fainting, exuding a sweet and cold fragrance that was different from ordinary people......

Xue Wa'er, who was in a coma, suddenly sniffed hard.

The bleeding has stopped. Duanmu's breath was unstable, his head was not raised, and he said in a deep voice: "...... No more. ”

Yun Xiao was stunned, looked at her, and did not respond.

Duanmu let go of his hand, lowered his arms into the water, looked into the distance with his eyes and whispered, "Master doesn't want to see you do this...... You don't hesitate to do this, how can you have the spare strength to get out of this deep mountain and snow ridge...... I don't want you to take me with me, that's why. Duanmu looked at him: "...... Xiao'er, that's enough. ”

The mist stirred gently and dispersed.

The young man just looked at her, his eyes calm and warm.

Gently holding the woman's hand, Yun Xiao drew and said: The time has come, and the master is at ease.

With that, he turned and walked away.

Duanmu felt that the water waves were far away and returned to tranquility, and his eyes were deep and powerless.

Wei Kai wanted to say something more, but he was speechless.

There was only silence.

sighed very softly for a long time, and had to close his eyes and settle down according to his words. Not far away.

I don't know how long it took, but the woman fell into a steady, and she couldn't wake up again. Leaning on the fountain has already sunk past.

Yun Xiao knew that his body was hit by the cold force, and the meridians were stinging and stinging all the time, and the Yuan Force was slowly losing his dantian on the other hand, and he must be getting weaker and weaker.

Although the woman didn't say anything, how could he not know in his heart......

The boy wrapped the belongings of the two of them tightly with the cloth he had untied from his forearm and placed them on the rocks by the spring.

After sorting out what he needed, he brought the dried white clothes to a clean place on the shore, and then turned around and walked to the woman's side.

In the fog, I felt that something slowly flowed into the mouth, greasy and smooth, warm and sweet, the chin was gently lifted, and the things in the mouth flowed into the throat, and the woman in the water wanted to open her eyes, but her whole body was weak, and her eyes were heavy and difficult to open.

The consciousness wandered away uncontrollably, and he became drowsy again in the fog.

The man in Tsing Yi picked up the woman from the water, and the green silk was wrapped in the snow, and the mist was dripping. Even though the heart lake is like a falling rock, rippling layer by layer, and looking far away, he does not dare to have the slightest disrespect and blasphemy.

He cared for the snow falling from the clouds, and took her in his arms and hugged her to his chest very lightly, and walked slowly to the shore of the spring.

"Master, no matter what, Xiao Er will definitely protect you. ”

……

"Recently, the public loser has sent a lot of people into the deep mountains and forests in the south, and there is a lot of movement, I don't know what they are looking for. ”

"There are jackals, tigers and leopards everywhere in the field, and there is no one left, what can you find?"

"Well, I know, I know, they gave me money, and I went to help find it all night, and it was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old and a woman in white, who seemed to have strayed into it, and the situation was dangerous. ”

"How could I be so careless, and still survive if I strayed into that field, and I fed the beast in an hour. ”

"The public loser didn't reveal the identities of those two people, so he said that we should look carefully, Xiao Lao'er must be some kind of terrible person if he thinks about it, otherwise he wouldn't have sent so many people into the mountains to find ......"

On the side of the tea shed, a man in a black dress with a standing collar sat quietly and slowly put down the teacup in his hand.

"That's the case, this morning I saw a group of people entering the mountain, walking the path, at the front of which was a girl with a sword, wearing a red dress, and she looked very delicate. I see that the young master of the male loser is attentive and respectful to her...... I inquired, and I heard that it was actually a county lord, and the name of the rivers and lakes seemed to be very loud, and such people came out to help find people......"

"Which county lord?"

"What frost what county lord......" After the man answered, he felt that it was wrong, and looked up to see a man in black standing in front of several people's tables: "Oh no, who are you?"

"I'll ask again, which county lord. The man repeated coldly with a blank face.

The other men at the table couldn't sit still, and secretly got up and wanted to walk away.

The man looked coldly, the night-like cloak on his body was covered from his neck to his feet, and he stood gloomily behind several chatty men, his hands in the cloak, all black, even the collar on his shoulders and neck was black.

The man looked at him and was stunned for a moment, as if he knew that it was not easy to get along, and stammered and replied, "Frost...... Lord of Shuangning County...... It seems to be. ”

The man's eyes moved slightly, and without saying a word, he turned around and walked out of the tea shed without looking back.

When the strong man saw him walking away, he wiped a handful of sweat from his head and whispered, "It's sick!"

"What are you talking about?!" Huo Ran, who was already a few feet away, turned around, shouted loudly, and threw an object in his hand mercilessly, nailing it to the back of the strong man's hand wiping his forehead, and suddenly heard a slight crisp sound, and the bones broke and bled out.

The strong man screamed, knocked down the bench and fell to the ground, his left hand clutched tightly on his right wrist that had been nailed off, his face covered with cold sweat, and his lips were pale.

The people in the tea shed saw the blood flowing all over the ground, and they were so frightened that they scattered in a hurry.

"I ...... I don't dare...... The uncle spared the little one this time...... "Seeing that it was a ruthless hand in the rivers and lakes, the strong man gritted his teeth and begged for mercy."

The man stood and glanced at him gloomily from a distance, a sneer tugging at the corner of his mouth. Turn around and walk away.

The man stumbled up from the ground and saw that it was a piece of broken silver embedded in the bones of his hand.

I don't know whether I am happy or unfortunate in my heart, but my back is already wet with cold sweat.

If he hadn't touched his forehead, would the silver have been embedded in his head?

"Butler, there is a prince outside the village who asks to see him. ”

The public loser asked, "Who is it?"

"Claiming to be surnamed Ye, his name is Ye Lan. ”

Gong Loser was shocked, and a thin sweat broke out on his face: "Jade-faced Shura Yelan?!" What is he doing here?

"It seems that the steward of the Sword Sacrifice Villa knows me. ”

A few steps away, a man in a black cloak was already standing in the courtyard. Silent, silent, cold voice.

The little guy who looked back and was startled when he saw it, and subconsciously said, "You...... Why did you get in on your own?"

When the public loses the competition, he immediately shouted to the little guy: "You stand down, don't offend the prince." ”

"Yes...... Be. The little guy was stunned. I've never seen a housekeeper speak so harshly...... I was terrified, and I retreated.

Ye Lan laughed, looked at the public loser and said, "The white flag on the gate, who has passed away?"

The voice was cool, and he couldn't hear the slightest mourning for the deceased, let alone compassion, and he didn't even have the intention of pretending.

The expression on the face of the public loser was slightly gloomy, and he could only reply: "Back to the world, it is the old owner and the eldest young master of my family, and the eldest young lady Feng." ”

Ye Lan's face changed slightly, and she said coldly: "Feng Langlang is dead?"

There was sadness in the eyes of the public loser, and he said slowly: "The eldest young lady died in childbirth, and the eldest young master also went with him in sadness, so is the master." ”

Ye Lan sneered: "This family is interesting. ”

Gong Yijing was angry, and he had to be cold, and his hands in his sleeves were clenched.

"Ye Yue, the lord of Shuangning County, is you a loser?" In the next moment, Ye Lan said again: "Knowing that Feng Langlang is dead, she must have cried in this Sword Sacrifice Villa." After staying for so long, crying and crying, where is she?"

It was because of Miss Ye Yue......

Gong Yi Jing said lightly: "Miss Ye's friend is in distress, his whereabouts are unknown within the boundary of Xuzhou, life and death are unknown, Miss Ye is a person of temperament, and he went to find it in person regardless of his injuries under worry, and went out when he was in the middle of the hour, and he has not yet returned." ”

"Her friend, isn't it your loser's friend?" Ye Lan wrinkled her eyebrows.

The public loser only replied: "It's my friend of the loser, but it's also Miss Ye's friend." ”

"How many times has she returned?"

"I don't know if the public loses the competition. ”

"Where did you go?"

"The mountains and forests at the southern end of Xuzhou. ”

As soon as the wind blew, the public lost the race and came up, and the man was no longer in front of him. Leave a few wisps of gloomy and cold wind.

The public loses the competition secretly: the eyebrows have a killing shape, and the eyes have a sharp edge. The Shura prince of King Ling's Mansion is just like the rumors in the rivers and lakes...... It's really not a good person.