Sure enough, as Yun Qianhua said, this sword did not fly again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 But the biting chill made Gu Muyao want to shake off the sword in his hand several times.

Gritting his teeth, he gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the blade trembled violently as if he was resisting.

Gu Muyao's little face turned white, and she couldn't help but tremble because of the cold. But even so, she didn't let go of the hilt of the sword in her hand.

It's like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood, even if he is barely conscious, he will try his best to hold on to what he is holding.

The fairy sword struggled more and more, and the cold became more and more cold. In just one cup of tea, Gu Muyao's hands holding the hilt of the sword were already covered with a thin layer of ice crystals.

Yun Tianhua frowned and looked at this scene, deciding that if it really didn't work, he would forcibly help Gu Muyao subdue the fairy sword. Although you can use the "blood contract" method, it will damage the spirituality of the fairy sword......

Gu Muyao only felt that her consciousness was floating and floating, her pupils couldn't focus, and her eyes were blurry.

Her hands were frozen unconscious, and she wondered if they were gone.

But even so, she kept telling herself that she must not let go, and once she let go, her previous efforts would be lost.

Sometimes, it's not just faith that can overcome everything. For example, now, I have to say that Gu Muyao's spirit is very strong, but her strength is weak, and it is destined that it will be difficult for her to be recognized by the fairy sword.

Yun Tianhua was about to help her when an abnormal spiritual power fluctuation came out of her body, so that he didn't make a move immediately.

Gu Muyao is now completely obsessed with the bottom of her heart, clutching the hilt of the sword, because of the erosion of the cold air, she is basically unconscious now.

So she didn't notice that a golden lotus bud mark slowly emerged from the collarbone she had hidden under her collar.

The golden light flashed with the flower buds were extremely holy, and wisps of golden spiritual power overflowed from Gu Muyao's hands, slowly wrapping around the immortal sword that was struggling violently.

Then a strange scene happened, and the fairy sword gradually stopped struggling, and also gathered the cold air around him.

"Uhhh

The fairy sword let out a humming sound, as if it had surrendered to Gu Muyao's hand.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yun Qianhua's attention was not on the fairy sword.

The golden spiritual power just now gave him an extremely familiar feeling, like a familiarity engraved in the depths of his soul, but when he thought about it deeply, he felt that he was too worried.

The vague feeling made him twist his eyebrows fiercely, he didn't have a floating heart for ten thousand years, and since he met the child in front of him, it seemed to be a little abnormal!

After helping Gu Muyao subdue the fairy sword, that wisp of golden spiritual power did not disappear, but continued to swim in her body, helping her repair her body that had been eroded by the cold qi.

I don't know if it's because the wisp of golden spiritual power alleviated the stiffness of her limbs, but I saw that Gu Muyao's legs were weak, and she was about to fall to the ground.

Fortunately, Yun Tianhua reached out in time to take him into his arms, so that Gu Muyao was spared from zero-distance contact with the earth.

Although he had already subdued the fairy sword, Gu Muyao still did not let go, holding the sword in one hand, his arms hanging weakly at his sides.

The eyelids are half-drooping, the body trembles slightly, and the cold body temperature can be clearly felt even through the fabric.

Yun Tianhua's eyes shone slightly, put away the sword that Gu Muyao was still holding in his palm, and looked at the hand that was still holding the hilt of the sword, he sighed silently.

Da Heng picked up Gu Muyao and walked to the bed, and gently put her on the bed to cover her with a quilt.

It wasn't that he didn't want to expel the cold qi in her body for her, but because he found that as soon as his immortal yuan entered her body, he was strongly devoured by a strange golden spiritual power.

It seems that her body is currently in a strange state of self-repair, resisting any forces that are not her own.

He could clearly feel that Gu Muyao's body was gradually relaxing, and Ben's bent fingers were returning to their normal state.

This is not a bad thing, but what makes him wonder is what that spiritual power is, it is obvious that it does not belong to Gu Muyao himself.

Most likely, she didn't even know that there was such a powerful power hidden in her.

Yun Tianhua's eyes flickered, looking at Gu Muyao's collarbone, although there was a cloth barrier, he could still clearly see that there was something faintly glowing there.

I hadn't noticed it before, looking at the faintly flickering golden light, I wonder if it had something to do with the powerful spiritual power in her body?

Unconsciously stretched out her hand, wanting to open Gu Muyao's collar to see what was at her collarbone.

In that way, he clearly didn't reflect that there was anything wrong with his behavior.

Yun Tianhua frowned, his cold eyebrows and eyes showed a slight doubt, different from his usual calm and wise, at this time he was like an ordinary person who was aroused by something, just trying to solve his doubts.

It's just that his current behavior, anyone who sees it can't help but complain about the human face and beast heart, Sven scum?

After all, it was a little girl lying on the bed, and it was a little girl who had passed out in a coma.

When Yun Qianhua's hand rested on Gu Muyao's collar, the latter slowly came to his senses.

Her eyes gradually cleared, and after the mist faded, she suddenly opened her eyes in horror, trembling her lips and shouting weakly: "Fengzun ......"

Gu Muyao didn't think much about it, but the cold touch from her neck made her panic a little. For fear that if she is not careful, the other party will break her neck.

Yun Tianhua blinked, and quickly realized that his current posture with Gu Muyao was very wrong, but he didn't show any embarrassed expression, as if he withdrew his hand as a matter of course.

Nodding his head indifferently, he glanced at the location of her collarbone without a trace, and sure enough, the golden light there had disappeared.

Lowering his eyes and reaching out to summon the fairy sword that he had put away before, Gu Muyao sat up and took it with a happy face, and couldn't put it down and stroked the crystal clear sword body, completely forgetting Yun Qianhua's frivolous behavior just now.

Gu Muyao didn't expect that she could really subdue this very spiritual immortal sword.

Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she bent her eyes and looked up at Yun Qianhua and asked, "Does it have a name?" ”

Looking at the sparkling eyes of the little girl in front of him and the smile on her lips, Yun Tianhua paused and said, "Kill." ”

"Murder?"

Gu Muyao chewed on these two words and asked puzzledly: "Why is it called murder?" ”

Yun Tianhua lowered his eyes, and after a while, he raised his eyelids to look at Gu Muyao, but said, "It's late, go to bed early." ”

After saying that, he was no longer in the room.

Gu Muyao pouted and said to the immortal sword in her hand: "Why do you call it murder?" What a terrible name! ”

The fairy sword let out a low sword roar, as if it was echoing, and as if it was lamenting.