In front of a cauldron, a young girl in plain clothes is holding a large spoon and constantly scooping food for the hungry refugees.

"Don't worry, auntie, there are still here after eating. The girl said softly, a pair of small dimples are intoxicating.

On the city wall, a man and a woman stood quietly, and the man in white looked at the busy girl below with gentle eyes, watching the girl keep scooping spoonful after spoonful of porridge into one broken bowl after another.

"Why don't you go over and say hello and help?" Mu Sha glanced at Mu Xuechen angrily and said.

"Uh...... Well, what's that...... Sister Sha, let's go over together. Mu Xuechen smiled awkwardly.

"No, you go, I've been out for two years, and it's time to go back, Xue Chen, goodbye to our family." After Mu Sha finished speaking, she didn't wait for Mu Xuechen to speak, jumped down, and soon disappeared from sight.

Seeing Mu Sha leave, Mu Xuechen glanced at the busy dancing butterfly again and walked down the city wall.

On the street, there were not many, or rather, everyone on the street was crowded around Dancing Butterfly and a group of dancers, Mu Xuechen looked at the girl of that age as she walked.

"Let's let it go......" At this moment, the door of the house behind Wu Die'er was opened, and a young man in brocade came out from inside, and behind the young man, four soldiers came out carrying two large wooden barrels, which were filled with rice porridge.

The young man glanced at the busy dancing butterfly, and said gently: "Butterfly, just let them come to these things, don't be tired." The young man's eyes overflowed with undisguised love for the dancing butterfly.

"It's okay, I want to do something too. ”

However, to Mu Xuechen's surprise, Wu Die'er's eyes when she looked at the young man were also full of love, gentleness, and dependence.

Mu Xuechen suddenly stopped moving forward, as if he had suffered a strong blow, his mind was blurred, the dream he had been obsessed with and pursued had now become unreal, so far away that he could not touch.

Mu Xuechen felt that his heart was shattered and broken at this moment.

I still remember the elegant and generous girl outside Tianyu City, and it was also at that time that this figure was deeply imprinted in the depths of my heart.

"The little woman lives in the southeast Yasukuni Mansion, and her surname is Die'er!"

The girl smiled skillfully, and captivated the country and the city.

"But the little girl thinks that the whole poem echoes from beginning to end, and it highlights the emotions between your brothers!"

That chance encounter in the suburbs, the sudden voice is the most pleasant and the best sound I have heard, and it goes deep into the soul.

On the back of a bumpy horse, it is also the happiest time in my life.

I have fantasized about how good it would be if time was frozen forever in that moment.

"Evil boy, don't come unharmed, the little girl is polite.

The girl has elegant manners and a myriad of manners.

Or maybe the three of them traveled together at the beginning, and the girl's gentle personality was always a shallow smile and a peaceful look.

……

Thoughts are like numbness, and the past is gone.

"Poof......

Mu Xuechen's always impregnable state of mind was lost at this moment, and it collapsed in an instant, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Mu Xuechen hurriedly swept across like a gust of wind and turned into another street.

The dancing butterfly, who was busy, seemed to feel something, and turned her head to look at the place where Mu Xuechen was standing just now, but there was no one.

"What's wrong, Butterfly?" asked the young man on the side.

"It's nothing ......" Butterfly retracted her gaze and continued to be busy.

Not far away, Mu Xuechen wanted to leave, but he was really reluctant, and couldn't help but secretly leaned on the corner of the wall and looked at the peerless girl in the crowd in the distance......

...... in Infinite Space

Because Mu Xuechen's mood was lost and his soul fluctuated unusually unstable, Feng Motian, who was sealed by Mu Xin'er, finally seized the opportunity and strongly attacked the sealed jade bottle transformed by Mu Xin'er's soul.

"Bang ......"

With a crisp sound, the jade bottle shattered, and countless remnant soul fragments poured into Mu Xin'er's body in the vitality spring on the ground like a tide.

At the beginning, Mu Xuechen's soul was out of her body and her body could not move, so Mu Xuechen took her body into the spring of vitality to nourish her.

As the soul entered the body, Mu Xin'er did not wake up, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he was directly seriously injured and unconscious!

Above, a wolf-shaped gray shadow condensed like substance, and then soared into the sky, slamming into an invisible barrier above.

In reality, Mu Xuechen spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, just a collision from Feng Motian, which made him feel traumatized and injured immediately, Mu Xuechen took a deep breath, took up his cultivation to forcibly suppress it, turned around and left quickly, only a pool of blood proved that he had been nostalgic here.

"I don't know why, but I hope you don't make her sad!"

In mid-air, Mu Xuechen was like a dying goshawk, staggering into the distance.

Soon, Mu Xuechen found a mountain and plunged into it with the last consciousness......

But he said that since Han Tian killed the young master of the Xueling tribe, it was only half a day later, and he encountered several pursuits, but fortunately, Han Tian was experienced and his cultivation was not low, so he had to escape again and again.

Han Tian and Xue Ling'er fled in the vast snowy mountains, and in just three days, the life-saving pills on Han Tian and Xue Ling'er had been exhausted, but at this moment, the two of them were still filled with a little red.

There is the blood of the enemy, and there is also the blood of your own!

At first, Xue Ling Shengxu only sent his younger brother Xue Ling Yangwei to arrest Han Tian and the others, but that night, Xue Ling Yangwei, who had the peak cultivation of Wuzun, and his two sons also died in the hands of Han Tian, and the price of this battle was that Han Tian and Xue Ling'er were both injured.

On the second day, Xue Ling Shengxu sent several elders from the tribe, one of whom was a Martial Emperor beginner master to lead the team! Four Martial Venerable peak masters joined forces to hunt down Han Tian.

However, Han Tian's concealment methods are really superb, and he is experienced, and he fights and retreats, although he has met the people of the Xueling tribe several times, but he can always break through, but he will be injured almost every time, even if there are countless elixirs given to him by Mu Xuechen, he is unable to continue at this moment.

And just half an hour ago, the two of them were besieged and killed by three Martial Venerables at the same time!

Xue Ling'er's ribs were broken, and Xue Ling'er's pretty face was pale at this moment. There was still a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

And Han Tian's thigh and leg bones were even broken, and in the end, with the momentum of the unity of human and sword, he fought to death a peak master of Wuzun, and the price of the Dragon Shadow Sword was also lost.

After a glacier, the cold sky gasped for breath, spewed out a mouthful of blood, endured the pain in his leg, stuffed a storage ring into Xue Ling'er's hand, and said: "Ling'er, this is the Ice Heart Snow Lotus, you take it all the way to the south, my leg is injured, I can't run anymore, go find the evil brother!"