Xiuniang's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and her eyes were as clear as water, quietly passing through the lacerated wound on her left shoulder, and then landed on Yan Xia, who looked as cold as snow in front of her: "Miss Yan, what do you mean by this?" ”

"Miss Yan......" Yan Xia tightened the divine sword in her hand, her eyes staring at the blood that was stained on the protruding spikes on the spine of the ice blue sword, and there was a little violence and madness in her eyes: "Do you know about me? Did he tell you? ”

"No, Gongzi Zhou told me everything, and he also asked me to guard against you for some ......"

"Zhou Gongzi, Zhou Yu ......" Yan Xia's eyes turned to the plum tree, in the white snow, in the fragrance of thousands of snow and plums, the young man who was playing the song of heaven leisurely, only felt that the faint moonlight sprinkled on the edge of the sky seemed to love the elegant and handsome young man very much, and gathered all the light on him: "What a nosy little ghost!" But at this moment, he should be a flawless clone. ”

"Boom!" Hearing the slight sound of stepping on the snow, Yan Xia immediately turned her head and said in a stern and threatening voice: "Pang De, this is a matter between us, I advise you not to interfere in vain, otherwise I can't guarantee that Ma Chao will survive under the impact of our battle." ”

"Even if you can kill me, how can you explain to Mu Shan? Could it be that you can still kill General Pang and Zhou Gongzi? What's more, there is no impermeable wall in the world, how long can you hide it? In what way will you relate to him in the future? ”

Xiuniang quietly took two steps back, pulled out the spirit sword Shuanghua she carried with her, held the sword in her hand, and persuaded in a low voice: "Stop, we can act as if nothing happened." ”

Snowflakes fluttered one after another, fluttering in front of the two bright fairy-like women, gently resting on their clothes and hair, adding a bit of coldness and dust.

"It's ...... stop, it's impossible!" Yan Xia's head shook slightly, and she said with melancholy: "I have no grudge against you, and I don't want to put you to death...... But after these days of getting along, when I saw his eyes looking at you, I realized that it was not that he didn't love me, just because he didn't love me enough, just because his heart had already been occupied by others. As long as you don't die, I won't be able to enter his heart for a day. This is something I can't stand no matter what......"

The air seemed to become a little heavy, as if the hesitation and fear in someone's heart, which had nowhere to confide, was overwhelmed and overflowed.

The moonlight overhead, in the haze, seemed to be a little more sad and a little desolate.

"Mu Shan's temperament, no one knows better than me, as long as it is the person he identifies, even if it is to let him go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, he will never hesitate; And once the person he dislikes, then even if he is pulled by nine oxen, don't want him to be able to look back. Love and hate are as clear as him, how can he tolerate a murderer who killed his best friend. ”

"You don't have to worry about that. If I dare to do this, there will be a solution. It is recorded in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas, Zhongshan Classic": The mountain in front of the high mountains, there is water on it, it is very cold and clear, and the pulp of the emperor is also, and those who drink it are not heartbroken. As long as you can find the pulp of the emperor, he will completely forget about you and renew the relationship with me. ”

"If the fate comes, it will gather, and when the fate ends, it will disperse, and it will be dispersed, but it will be determined by heaven, how can it be forced?" Xiuniang shook her head gently, her eyes like moonlight reflected Yan Xia's stubborn and persistent cheeks, and she couldn't help but feel a little pity and regret in her heart: "Even if it can really be as you say, but in your current state, within half a month, your senior sister's body will die, and you will become a lonely ghost again......"

"As I said, if I dare to do this, there will be a solution." Yan Xia gently turned the cold water in her hand, and wisps of cold air began to overflow from the ice-blue blade, and in an instant, there seemed to be endless wind and snow on the blade and shouted wildly: "There are so many people in the world who cultivate immortals and practice the Dao, and all kinds of miraculous skills and strange methods are countless, can such a small problem be blocked?" ”

The murderous aura is pervasive, if there is substance, Xiuniang took a deep breath, stared at Yan Xia tightly with her eyes, and sighed faintly: "Are you going to go the evil way?" Have you forgotten what happened to Xu Fu before? ”

"If you are willing to give up, if you refuse to give up, how can you get it!" Yan Xia's eyes were ruthless, and without concealing it, her right hand quickly leaned forward, and she said angrily: "You should be glad that this body is practicing fire attribute exercises, and the cold against the water is also the most cold artifact, otherwise you would have been in a different place at this moment!" ”

"It's snowy!" The sword wind whistled sharply, volatilizing from the cold water, but it was scorching along the way, burning into pieces of red snowflakes, pouring and rolling, rushing towards Xiuniang on the shore of the Water God Lake.

"Miss Yan, if you know that you can't do it, why bother in vain." Xiuniang's feet moved, once the Jiuxuan footwork was performed, the clothes were hunting and encouraging, and the body was like a fairy who landed in the mortal dust, flickering left and right, before and after, in the flames that were as red as Danfeng, the flowers and willows, and walked slowly.

"In the words of that little ghost, the frost bloom in your hand is also a water-attribute spiritual weapon, and no one has an advantage in the way of the blade; Judging by the cultivation of the body, you are much worse than me now; Finally, with the actual combat experience that determines the outcome of the analysis, you can't be compared with me, just ask tonight, who will be killed?! ”

Yan Xia stepped forward, the cold water in her hand, sometimes blue as ice, sometimes red as fire, kept beckoning to Xiuniang, or stabbing or picking, or chopping or cutting, all kinds of martial arts, in her hands, but it was natural and elusive.

"In terms of strength, you are indeed better than me, but you have forgotten that I am from the Heavenly Sword Sect, if you talk about footwork and swordsmanship, the Heavenly Sword Sect ranks second, and no sect in the world dares to call it the first."

In the fiery snowflakes, Xiu Niang's figure, like a butterfly playing in the flowers, moved and moved, with indescribable elegance and calmness, her head full of green silk fluttering, hiding a cold and cold mixed in it.

"Round Dance Xuanfang, it really lives up to its name! However, your experience is still too shallow, watch me seal all your retreats! When Yan Xia forced Xiuniang to retreat, she quickly turned around and swung her sword, piercing the blade of the sword against the cold water into the snow, and shouted fiercely: "Garden bamboo condenses snow!" ”

On the snow, dozens of bamboos stand up out of thin air, meandering and expanding, criss-crossing, bamboo leaves, in Xiuniang's surprised look, suddenly exploded, the flames scattered and spread, one after another into the sea, surging and beating, the stunned Xiuniang blasted out a few feet away.

With the same move, Yan Xia used it, in terms of power, it was much inferior to Ma Chao, but the garden bamboo driven by the internal force of the Heavenly Sword Sect was a bit fiery and furious.

"I'm sorry...... I didn't want to do this, but I had to. If you owe you anything in this life, you will pay it back in the next life. In the sea of fire, Yan Xia flew out, as fast as thunder, vomiting blood into the air, and the extremely weak Xiuniang chased after her. The reverse water cold in his hand, because he was frantically poured into the internal force, showed the color of Danzhu, like a touch of blood that can never be wiped off.