Shiro turned his head to look at the Shadow and the Shadow, laughed happily, and said, "It's been a long time since anyone has been in the house, where did you come from, where are you going?"

Demon Shadow smiled softly and said, "Poor Dao is from Kunlun and wants to go to Jiangdu. ”

"Jiangdu is not far from here. He turned his head and asked, "What about you?"

Fan Yan said: "Junshan." ”

Shiro laughed and said, "Junshan? I've never heard of it. As he spoke, he walked over and saw the person on the bed, looked up in surprise and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

Fan Yan said expressionlessly: "I was bitten by a dog." ”

The Demon Shadow turned his head to look at him, smiling without saying a word, his beautiful eyes narrowed with a smile, but there was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

Shiro sat down with a serious expression, checked her wounds, and said, "This girl is quite seriously injured, I have some blood nourishing pills here, you can give her some, Ah Jiu, bring my medicinal incense." ”

Ah Jiu immediately turned out the medicine box and handed it to him, he opened the medicine box, took out a bottle of red pills, poured it out and stuffed it into Su Dandan's mouth, Fan Yan frowned instantly, and was about to stop it when he raised his sword, next to him, the demon shadow glanced at him and said: "Don't worry, Su Qi, the thirty-eighth generation head of the Sword Immortal Pavilion, will not harm people with medicine." ”

Hearing this, Shiro raised his head in surprise and asked curiously, "Hey, how does Childe know my name?" Speaking of this, he laughed and said, "But you are wrong, although I am a disciple of the Sword Immortal Pavilion, I am not the head, the head of the Sword Immortal Pavilion is my master, a native of Juyong Dao." ”

The Shadow smiled, but did not answer, and turned to look out the window, where the wind and snow gradually stopped, and the silent valley was so quiet that even the sound of the wind disappeared.

At the door covered with snow, a woman in a white robe came with a sword, her body was full of blood, the blood on her cold fingers had already solidified, her face was as white as snow, her long hair fell on her shoulders like seaweed, she was as white as snow, and her long eyelashes turned white, like an elf born in the snow.

She was carrying a sword, there was no expression on her numb face, she was obviously dressed in white, and the blood-red streamer spread silently.

Inside the house, Ah Jiu came out with food, turned her head, and saw the woman outside the door, she walked over in surprise, stood in front of her, and asked hesitantly: "Girl, what's wrong with you?"

Hearing the voice, Shiro also stood up, walked out, and saw the person standing outside the door, he was so surprised that he didn't have time to shout, the sword in the woman's hand penetrated Ah Jiu's chest, accompanied by Shiro's heart-rending scream.

"Ah Jiu!" he shouted, ran out, hugged the fallen Ah Jiu, as if holding a leaf, he couldn't stop trembling, his eyes were red, he suddenly raised his head, and roared at her, "Why?

The woman looked at him with a cold expression, and walked towards him with her sword.

Inside the house, the demon shadow stared at her and said, "You can't let her kill Su Qi." When the words fell, his figure flashed out and blocked in front of the woman, but it was still too late, the woman's figure turned into tens of millions in an instant, only a flash, and instantly gathered into one, penetrating the demon shadow, a sword, and penetrating Su Qi's heart.

Su Qi's eyes widened in disbelief, and he looked at her in amazement, and his figure burned instantly, like a piece of paper, burned into ashes, and disappeared to the ground.

In an instant, the surrounding huts, fences, and the white tiger at the door also disappeared, the snow under her feet melted, and a suffocating sense of oppression came to her face, and the woman held her sword expressionlessly and turned to face the shadow.

The Demon Shadow secretly screamed badly and opened up to fight.