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Ye Yu's body fell off the cliff and watched Ye Zhou's figure disappear into the vast snow.

……

Qian Xiaoting heard the boiling shouts of killing in the village, but she couldn't move, and she didn't care.

Yun Yao was still asleep, Yang Dong and Xiaomeng fell together, the red blood light flashed under the skin, and the whole room was quiet.

In a daze, Yang Dong seemed to have come to a village, the village was located under the green hills, the snow was falling like catkins, it was quiet, but it could not hide the strong smell of blood in the air.

There were corpses all over the ground, many of them covered with a layer of snow, and some of them showed their faces.

A burst of "boom" cries came.

Yang Dong walked over and saw a woman in a white robe, holding a corpse, crying weakly, as if she had been crying for a long time, and gradually lost her strength, her eyes were red, and her face was full of despair.

"Xiaomeng." Yang Dong walked over.

Xiaomeng raised her head, her eyes were empty, and she had completely lost the color of life.

"Yang Dong, they are all dead, all of them are dead, what should I do, what should I do......" The tears that had already dried up fell again, hitting the snow one by one, emitting a trace of white smoke.

"They have been dead for many years, Xiaomeng, you are in a dream now, be sober, don't give up hope, if your will is gone, you will die."

Yang Dong squatted down, stretched out his hand and gently wiped Xiaomeng's tearful cheeks, at this moment, Xiaomeng no longer had the contemptive attitude of the head of the Heavenly Sect, and some were just the weakness of an orphan girl.

"But, they're all dead, what's the point of me living?" Xiaomeng cried.

Xiaomeng, these ten years, is a dream for Xiaomeng.

For ten years, Xiaomeng has been in a dream, escaping everything in Zishan Village, and she comforts herself that "the life and death of people, the grass and trees are withered." In this way, you can comfort yourself that everything in Purple Mountain Village is fate.

Let the heart become numb, and it won't hurt.

But now the dawn has finally dawned, and the dream has awakened. The pain that had been buried for so many years seemed to have all erupted, drowning Xiaomeng like a torrent.

Xiaomeng suddenly couldn't find a reason to live. She wanted to die like that.

"Xiaomeng, you know what? A girl from the Spirit Race once told me that our lives were conceived by heaven and earth, and that there was no reason for us to give up our lives.

If anyone is kind to us and loves us, we will repay the favor and love them in the same way, and if anyone inflicts pain on us, we will make them pay the price of blood and let them know what it is like to regret.

So, for so many years, no matter how painful my life was, I never gave up.

You still have revenge yet, and the soul of Zishan Village has not been cleared up, how can you seek death? Zuo Holy Spirit borrowed the knife thief to slaughter the entire Zishan Village, you should let the entire Shushan Mountain come to bury them.

You should improve your cultivation, and one day he will set foot on Shu Mountain, let them suffer the tribulations of Purple Mountain Village, and return to them tenfold, a hundred times the pain they inflicted on your relatives.

Instead of looking for death now, you know? ”

"But ......," Xiaomeng swallowed.

Yang Dong let out a long breath and gently held Xiaomeng's shoulder.

"At least, you still have the expectations of the deceased people in Purple Mountain Village, you have always disdained me to mention them, but you have to admit that they definitely want you to live.

And me? Do you know me? My biological parents once chased and killed me, almost leaving me in desperation, and if it wasn't for the chance to escape from Shushan, I would have died at the hands of my biological parents.

You tell me, what is my reason for living? ”

Xiao Meng raised her head in amazement, looking at Yang Dong with shock in her eyes, she obviously didn't know that Yang Dong had such an experience.

"No wonder you don't have any feelings for Shushan at all." Xiaomeng said.

"How can there be no emotion at all?" Yang Dong sneered: "The reason why I live now is Shushan, I want everyone in Shushan to see, let the priest and his wife see what a wrong decision they made when they disliked me and wanted to kill me."

I'm going to make them regret it and make them pay.

I want them to know how I've lived for so many years, and let them know what kind of pain is tormenting my soul whenever I think of that snowy night, and I want to give them all this suffering.

I will make them tremble under my sword and weep at my feet.

Until that day, I will never die. ”

Yang Dong clasped Xiaomeng's shoulders with both hands, and stared at Xiaomeng's eyes: "Xiaomeng, promise me, don't give up, you will accompany me to Shu Mountain one day, okay?" ”

Xiao Meng's bright eyes were full of Yang Dong's appearance, in Yang Dong's eyes, Xiao Meng saw determination and recklessness, and after a long time, Xiao Meng finally nodded.

"Yes, I can't give up, the left Holy Spirit is not dead, how can I die? I want to let Zuo Shengling's corpse be broken into 10,000 pieces, set foot on Shushan, and let the entire Shushan be buried for Zishan Village. ”

Xiao Meng's face became fierce and murderous.

The bodies of the two people on the bed were haunted by a trace of black gas, which was even stronger than the black breath just now, as if the devil was laughing and the demon was carnival.

"Okay, Xiaomeng, the blood is not shed, and the hatred is uneven." Yang Dongyi grabbed Xiaomeng's hand.

Xiaomeng nodded vigorously, but her body suddenly fell into Yang Dong's arms.

"But I feel like my life is going to dissipate, what should I do?" Xiaomeng leaned on Yang Dong's shoulder and said with tears in her eyes: "I don't want to give up, but I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you." ”

Yang Dong looked at the snow, he knew that this was his hallucination, only when people were about to die, the illusion would be so real, could it really be that everything ended like this?

"Yang Dong, you told me before that you have a way for you and me to quickly resume cultivation, do you remember?" Xiaomeng said suddenly.

"That kind of method, it can only be when we were injured before, and now your spirit platform is infected, and my witch spirit blood has been lost, and I can't use that method anymore, what's more, aren't you unwilling?" Yang Dongdao.

"I do." Xiaomeng raised his head and said: "I am willing, as long as I can live, I am willing to do anything, whether it is useful or not, I will only know if I have tried it, isn't it?" As long as there is one percent hope, we should grasp it, right? ”

Xiaomeng looked at the corpses everywhere in the snow, gritted his teeth and said: "We are all abandoned by the world, how can there be so many choices, God still leaves us a glimmer of hope, we have to grasp, we can't be as extravagant as others, right?" ”

Yang Dong looked down at Xiaomeng's jade cheeks, her tear-stained eyes were extremely charming, her white robe, and her white skin seemed to be integrated with the white snow between heaven and earth, like a fairy in the snow, she was eighteen years old, and she was incredibly beautiful.

"Xiaomeng, you still feel that your body is a pair of skins, so you don't care, so you're willing to do this, right?"

Xiaomeng shook his head and said seriously: "No, I feel that my body is the most precious now, my parents gave it to me, and I am now the only living person in Purple Mountain Village, I should cherish my body more than anyone else, but...... I really do. ”

Xiao Meng suddenly raised her head, and her pink lips kissed Yang Dong's lips. The warm feeling made Yang Dong clench his fists all of a sudden. The beauty did not hesitate, let Yang Dong know Xiaomeng's determination at the moment, and slowly loosened his fist and hugged Xiaomeng's back.

Xiaomeng's clothes were always very exposed, and her back was barely covered, and her snow-like skin was like geltling under the palms of her hands.

The two people on the bed are entangled together, and the black air lingers, playing with passion.

Feeling that Yang Dong had changed from passive to active aggression, Xiaomeng closed his eyes and was pressed down by Yang Dong on the snow, his body like fire, he couldn't feel the cold of the snow, and his weak heart only hoped that the man on his body would be more strongly conquest.

The clothes of the two people on the bed faded one by one until they could not separate each other at all, and the black qi that lingered around their bodies slowly faded, and in their place was a red tide on their faces and skin.

"That's right...... Kindness...... Luck? Xiaomeng asked with difficulty, she didn't want to say anything or do any action now, she just wanted to let Yang Dong conquer her, but the only reason told Xiaomeng that there was still something to be done.

"Hmm." Yang Dong responded.

Yang Dong's previous method was very simple, that is, to use "Heyin and Yang" to treat the injuries of the two, Chang Yu's "Heyin and Yang" with the double cultivation of Mrs. Xiangjun Xiang, which can produce a stronger healing qi than Qiulan Fengchun, which was cured in this way in the original Weizhuang, and Chi Lian was also cured in this way.

When they first arrived at the villa, Xiaomeng and Yang Dong were both seriously injured, and injured the meridians and the essence, whether it was the Divine Tree or the Qiulan Fengchun Technique, they had already treated the symptoms but not the root cause, and they might be able to restore their cultivation, but they could not restore the foundation, which was a devastating blow to their future cultivation.

But "Yin and Yang" is different, it produces the most primitive breath of male and female pregnancy, and it is the breath of life, Yang Dong believes that even if he can't heal the meridian injury, he can cure the root cause to the greatest extent, so that his future cultivation will not be so hindered.

But now the situation is different, most of the blood in his body is rotated, and he doesn't know how much demonic qi he has in his body. And the contamination of the Xiaomeng Spirit Platform is not something that can be solved by any healing qi at all.

Yang Dong didn't know if it would have any effect if he was doing this now, but he basically didn't have hope.

It's just that Xiaomeng is right, even if there is one percent hope, there is no reason for him to give up.

After teaching Xiaomeng the trick of luck, Yang Dong also began to exercise, blending with Xiaomeng Yunyu, the two of them completely opened up the route of luck, based on the meridians of the two, forming a great week of luck similar to the twin stars.

In the double cultivation of "Combining Yin and Yang", healing qi was slowly produced, and those rich healing qi acted on Yang Dong and Xiaomeng, making the body very comfortable, but it was just ......

As Yang Dong expected, those healing qi had no other effect at all except for repairing those ordinary injuries, including the surging of true qi caused by the exchange of blood, and Xiaomeng's polluted spiritual platform, those healing qi could not do anything.

External injuries, internal injuries, injuries in the meridians, and the essence that was consumed by urging the Purple Blood Demon Hand all began to recover under the effect of the healing qi of the double cultivation, but only Xiaomeng's Lingtai and Yang Dong's bloodline, those healing qi stayed away.

If this continues, the two still have only one way to die, and the only difference is that they can leave a whole corpse in this way.

"Dawn Dream ......"

"Don't talk, I know."

A line of clear tears slid down Xiaomeng's cheeks, she knew that this method had failed, and hugged Yang Dong tightly with both hands, letting Yang Dong's chest close to herself, as if she wanted to melt herself into Yang Dong's body: "We tried our best, this is enough, enough...... Yang Dong, send me on my last ride. ”

But at this moment, Yang Dong felt that something was wrong, those healing qi did not act on Xiaomeng's spiritual platform and his own bloodline, but his own bloodline and Xiaomeng's spiritual platform seemed to be connected with each other with the fierce double cultivation.

The spiritual platform is being awakened, the withered ancestral witch bloodline is slowly recovering, and the yin and yang true qi flowing in the blood veins are blended with the spiritual energy generated by the spiritual platform, like a genetic chain, tightly intertwined, forming a new airflow.

Originally, Yang Dong's Yin and Yang Chaotic True Qi and Xiaomeng Lingtai's Spiritual Qi were all polluted by demonic qi and carried demonic qi, but when those new qi currents were formed, those demonic qi were naturally freed, and no matter how hard those demonic qi tried, they could no longer be integrated into the new true qi.

"What's going on?"

Yang Dong and Xiaomeng noticed something strange at the same time, they didn't know what was going on, but they knew that what they were doing now was right, they were exercising more intensely, the aura and the chaotic true qi interacted more and more, the more new true qi was formed, and the demonic qi quickly got rid of.

The black air currents around the bodies of the two people on the bed slowly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. The bodies and cheeks of the two began to return to their normal color.

The fierce movement was still going on, until the true qi of the two completely interacted and the demonic qi was all eliminated, and Yang Dong and Xiaomeng felt that those new true qi were unprecedentedly powerful.

The pain in his body disappeared, Yang Dong finally couldn't support it, and after the last moment, he collapsed on Xiaomeng's body, Xiaomeng glanced at Yang Dong weakly, closed his eyes with satisfaction, and fell into a deep sleep.

Yang Dong had a dream in which he dreamed that he had returned to that snowy night many years ago......

"Don't."

I don't know how long I slept, Yang Dong suddenly woke up, turned over, and looked around, the house was dark, the snow was still falling outside, and the whole villa was very quiet.

After checking his body, his injuries were really fully recovered, and his cultivation was also recovered.

Yang Dong was pleasantly surprised, but he didn't know why, he always had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, palpitations for no reason, and touched his forehead, which was full of sweat.

"How can it be so quiet in Zhuangzi?"

Yang Dong always felt that something was wrong, and his divine sense swept out, only to find that there was no one in the village except for himself.

"Where did they go?"

He didn't care about the general cold, but at this moment, when he was blown by the wind, he shivered with cold, as if his soul was trembling. (To be continued.) )

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