Seeing the group of sword butterflies running towards Gu Muyao who was falling, Tsing Yi's face was covered with frost like a spring breeze. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Who the hell are you?"

The black-robed mysterious man did not respond to Tsing Yi, but he could see that he didn't want to be serious with Tsing Yi, and he kept seeing the tricks and didn't move seriously.

Tsing Yi was really angry, and the people he decided to shelter were not allowed to move except him.

"Ternary Seal—"

Tsing Yi's ten fingers flew up, pinching and condensing.

"Winter—"

The hoarse voice is particularly low, but it is impossible to tell whether it is a man or a woman.

The sunny sky suddenly changed color, the gray clouds were thick, and in an instant the cold wind was bitter and the snow was flying.

At this moment, wisps of golden light pierced through the dark clouds, like sunlight breaking through the gloom.

"Snow Clone"

"Celestial Seal"

Tsing Yi sensed the strength of his opponent, so he chose the Heavenly Seal of the Three Elements without hesitation.

The cold wind swept through this piece of heaven and earth, and even the sword butterfly group was affected by it, so that they had no way to catch Gu Muyao who was falling extremely fast for a while.

The two people in the confrontation have strong aura and do not give in.

The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, and the big ones almost disturb Tsing Yi's divine sense, and the universities are flying, Tsing Yi squints and stares at the black-robed mysterious person in front of him, but what he sees is a little unreal, just a flash, and the black-robed mysterious person has become two!

Four!

Six!

……！

Twelve!

……！

Tsing Yi frowned, looking at the black-robed mysterious person who surrounded him, and had a headache for a while.

The breath of ice and snow disturbed his divine sense, and he knew that the real body must be among these mysterious people, but because everyone's divine breath was exactly the same, he felt that it was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake.

Controlling the Tianyin, Tsing Yi suddenly noticed the abnormal movement behind him, and his expression was abrupt, and the Tianyin suddenly smashed down behind him.

As he moved, a pale blue ice sword made of ice and snow stabbed towards his vest with a piercing chill.

The timing is very good, and the moment when Tsing Yi shoots can't withdraw and return to defense.

Tsing Yi was shocked in his heart, and said that it was impossible, he didn't rush to act because of the sudden movement behind him, but he did feel an unusual aura, closer to the real body.

Because of his momentary impatience, he is now in a dilemma, and Tsing Yi can't help but secretly hate why he is so careless.

The ice-blue cold sword was getting closer and closer to Tsing Yi with a heavy killing intent.

"Don't!"

A sharp and immature roar came from Jinzhou, and Tsing Yi could hear that it was Chuan Guan'er's voice.

Almost at the same time, Tsing Yi felt a warm and soft body with his back to him.

"Poof—"

The sound of the sword piercing into the flesh made the heart tremble, at this moment, the heaven and the earth were quiet, and the heavenly seal destroyed the snow clone of the mysterious person, Tsing Yi didn't care whether he seriously injured the real body of the mysterious person, but quickly turned around and hugged Chuan Wan'er, preventing her from falling into the clouds.

"Princess Wan'er, please hold on."

Tsing Yi frowned and said in a deep voice.

"Ahem—"

Chuan Guan'er opened her eyes, which were already a little hazy, and the bright red liquid flowed down the corners of her mouth, she pulled the corners of her mouth slightly, tremblingly raised her right hand that was gradually losing temperature, and stroked Tsing Yi's eyebrows.

"Ahem...... Tsing Yi ...... Brother Yi...... Don't frown...... You laugh...... Laughing...... Best looking......"

She said intermittently as she gently smoothed Tsing Yi's furrowed brows.

Feeling the warm little hand wandering in the center of his eyebrows, Tsing Yi felt his heart tremble, and he felt as if he had neglected something.

"Ahem—"

There was another violent cough, and gulps of blood poured out of her mouth, staining the hem of her clothes red.

"Princess Wan'er, please stop talking."

Tsing Yi stared at his eyebrows, turned over his hand and took out a bottle of elixir, poured out one and fed it to Chuan Guan'er's mouth, and at the same time, his subordinates did not stop, condensing spiritual power to repair the wound for Chuan Guan'er.

"Tsing Yi ...... Brother, I'm not...... Princess...... It's ......."

Chuan Wan'er only felt that Tsing Yi's face was becoming more and more blurry, she blinked, trying to see Tsing Yi's face clearly, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see it clearly.

A strong sense of drowsiness hit, and after she muttered this sentence in a daze, she finally fainted.

When her hand slipped weakly from Tsing Yi's face, Tsing Yi raised her head with a gloomy face and looked at the black-robed mysterious man standing not far away.

The mysterious man coldly glanced at Tsing Yi, who was holding Chuan Wan'er, split the space casually, and disappeared after walking in.

Tsing Yi gritted his teeth, Gu Muyao fell into the clouds, and the sword butterflies swarmed after him, at this time, life and death were unknown, and the little man in his arms was seriously injured......

In vain, he was also regarded as a genius among his peers, the chief disciple of Guyuemen, and he couldn't even protect the two little girls, which is really damned.

After seeing that Chuan Wan'er's injury was temporarily stabilized, Tsing Yi placed him in Jinzhou and laid a tight nodule, and decided to go to Gu Muyao.

Although the odds of finding it were extremely small, he decided to give it a try.

After passing through the clouds, he heard a buzzing sound coming from below, the kind of humming sound that he was no stranger to, it was from the sword butterfly flock.

'What happened?' ’

Tsing Yi couldn't help but wonder secretly, and sped up and flew down.

"That's ......"

Through the thin clouds, he faintly saw a group of sword butterflies flapping their wings in a circle, and there seemed to be a ball of light in the middle of them, and the ball of light was ......

"Xiao Mu Yao!"

Tsing Yi was stunned for a moment and muttered.

That's right, in the ball of light surrounded by the sword butterfly group was Gu Muyao, who was unconscious.

He saw a piece of quaint jade wearing a red rope hanging from Gu Muyao's neck, exuding a soft light, floating on Gu Muyao's chest, not only supporting her from falling to her death, but also avoiding being eaten by the sword butterfly group.

Tsing Yi looked at Gu Muyao, who was dressed in a white feather skirt with a complicated expression, and was not stained with dust, obviously penniless, but everywhere she was noble and mysterious.

If he was not mistaken, the ancient jade floating on her chest should be a rare soul jade in the world, and there are only a handful of people who have soul jade......

Tsing Yi's heart that had been carrying it finally let go after seeing that Gu Muyao was safe, and looked at the group of sword butterflies that were restless around Gu Muyao with a condensed face.

I knew that if I allowed this group of demon beasts to continue to surround like this, sooner or later it would alarm other powerful people or other demon beast groups.

Now that there is nothing to worry about, then ......

Tsing Yi's eyebrows sharpened, he turned his hand and took out a talisman seal, bit his fingertips, and drew a complicated rune on the talisman seal.

"Call!"

After finishing the painting, I only heard him snort, and then the talisman he clamped on his fingertips immediately spontaneously combusted.

A circle of ripples appeared in the void, and the group of sword butterflies immediately became restless. Ben turned around Gu Muyao's sword butterfly group, staring at the rippling void, as if there was something threatening them.

"Shhhh

A cold aura emanated from the gradually torn void, and an inverted triangular head poked out of the void, and the cold vertical was particularly permeating, only to see it twisting its slender body and slowly leaning out.

It was a snake with a dark green body.

"Buzz—"

When the dark green snake came out, a large number of light green snakes poured out from behind it, but all of them were respectful to the dark green snake.

The sword butterfly group became even more restless, snakes were their natural enemies, and they were born to restrain each other......

Tsing Yi watched from the wall, originally he didn't want to kill this group of sword butterflies that suddenly appeared, but when he thought of the injured Chuan Guan'er, and then looked at Gu Muyao, who was still in a coma, he couldn't help but want to vent the killing intent in his heart that was difficult to suppress.

The final result can be imagined, the sword butterfly group naturally became the belly of the snake group summoned by Tsing Yi. Tsing Yi asked the Ink King, the dark green long snake, to take his little brother back, and slowly approached the ball of light that guarded Gu Muyao.

He tried to reach out and touch the ball of light, but miraculously it was not repelled, and the ball of light disappeared in an instant like a bubble that had been shattered.

Without the protection of the ball of light, Gu Muyao fell weightlessly again, but fortunately, Tsing Yi reacted in time to catch Gu Muyao.

Looking at Gu Muyao's little face that was also uneasy in a coma, Tsing Yi asked in a low voice, "Who are you?" ”

Of course, no one will answer him.