After eating roast rabbit meat and vegetables, drinking vegetable soup, his stomach was full, his body was warm, and he was full of energy, Long Wushuang walked out of the cave, walked from the back mountain to the front mountain, and went to the top again, to see the Lele from afar.

After the stockade was burned down, there was no more snow in the sky, and now it looked like it was in ruins, desolate, and felt extremely desolate, and a cold wind swept in, poured into his neck, and blew away the warmth of the freshly eaten food, and he felt very cold, and could not help shivering.

In the open area at the edge of the village, there are several piles of snowdrifts that are high for people, mixed with black gray and loess, which looks particularly dirty, and the village is also full of mud, and it is particularly slippery to walk.

He stepped on the mud, walked forward with difficulty, walked to the ruins, and pulled out a sword from the scorched wood, the sword was four feet long, it looked very sharp, and the sword was engraved with the words "White Crane Gate", and I don't know which disciple of the White Crane Gate, anyway, there was no owner at this time, so he took it in his hand, and while walking, he danced, and also wanted to play swordsmanship, but he had never learned martial arts, and dancing and dancing was not a move at all.

Should he learn some swordsmanship, he suddenly came up with such an idea, the martial arts factions may not just let themselves go, learning some swordsmanship may be beneficial in the future, since Ji Dongqing is recuperating from her injuries on the mountain, you might as well let her teach her a few tricks.

He was thinking as he walked, and suddenly there were holes under the high snowdrifts, and dozens of poisonous needles hit his back with a "peng" sound, and then, the huge palm winds on the left and right sides attacked at the same time, "bang", he was hit back and forth, knocked into the ruins, and fell into a pile of gray carbon.

Two figures broke out of the snow from the snowdrift, coming quickly, the long sword flashed and was about to take his life, Long Wushuang was already in danger at this time, he understood the current situation, it had reached the point of life and death, endure the severe pain of the heavy injury, and roll hard, he couldn't care how many poisonous needles he had suffered on his body, he was too late to even think, he was completely desperate, he was dizzy, condensed his magic power, and the chaos wave slapped wildly at the two figures, "boom", the two were knocked out under the black gas, and fell heavily on the snow.

But the two of them quickly got up, and after each vomiting a mouthful of blood, they gave each other a look, and luck went up again, the long sword condensed its internal force, buzzed, and went straight to Long Wushuang, and it would be killed today.

Long Wushuang was already staring at this time, dizzy and tinnitus, the sky was spinning, and he lay down crumblingly, and vaguely saw that the two people got up from the ground, and rushed over with their swords, he sighed in his heart, I am afraid that I will die here today, but I am unwilling, the truth has not been clarified, how can I die.

He gritted his teeth, full of anger, even if he died, he would not make the other party feel better, even if he died, he would have to make the last struggle, even if he died, he would have to do this last struggle with fate, in the blink of an eye, the two of them were already close at hand, and the long sword flashed with cold light and was already three feet away.

He condensed the last magic power, suddenly turned over and sat up, the chaos wave burst out, sparing no effort, almost crazy, even if he couldn't live, he would die together, between the black gas, there was a loud "bang", the two figures were knocked away again, each fell to the ground with heavy injuries, fell on the snow, spit blood, and was no longer so easy to stand up.

It turned out that these two people were Feng Yiyang and Lone Xingzi, after the two of them withdrew with their disciples yesterday, they were really unwilling, if they didn't destroy Long Wushuang, in the future, the matter of their partnership to destroy the White Crane Gate was spread out, and the whole rivers and lakes would be big, and the consequences would be unimaginable, so the two secretly returned in the middle of the night, sneaked up, and lurked under the snowdrifts, just to ambush him and kill him in one fell swoop.

But the two didn't expect that Long Wushuang was attacked by the front and back of their struggles, and he was hit by the highly poisonous hidden weapon, and he didn't die, but he could still shoot back, and the two of them were seriously injured, just now the two thought that Long Wushuang would die, and they pounced hard, but they didn't expect him to be dying and struggling, and he could still shoot, the distance was too close, between the lightning and flint, there was no time to dodge.

Even Long Wushuang himself doesn't know about his combat strength, if his strength is measured by the level of martial arts, what kind of level he is at, he doesn't know what kind of level he is in, because magic skills are magic skills, and there is no way to compare them horizontally with martial arts.

After he knocked the two of them away again, he didn't see who it was, his eyes were dim, the heavens and the earth had lost their voice, and he spurted a few mouthfuls of blood, crumbling, he tried hard to support himself, and looked at the two figures on the ground in a blur, but he couldn't fall, he had to insist, and he had to blow them again.

And five or six zhang away from him, the heads of the two major sects of martial arts were hit by his two waves of chaos waves, and they were already severely injured, they were also dizzy, the world was blurred, and the blood was vomited all over the ground, afraid that the internal organs had been broken, and the two struggled to get up, no matter what, they had to make sure that the devil was dead, and they wanted to cut off the devil's head, even if they hit him a few times, they would completely destroy him.

At this moment, in a blur, a figure rushed over, it was Ji Dongqing, she was picking vegetables in the back mountain, she heard the loud noise in the front mountain, and hurriedly came to check, but saw that the heads of the two major sects were seriously injured and fell to the ground, struggling to get up.

She looked at them in amazement, she couldn't believe her eyes, but when she saw Long Wushuang on the other side, she understood, it seemed that the two sides were fighting to lose, this was a godsend for revenge, she picked up a sword, her eyes were like fire: "Despicable and shameless things, destroy my White Crane Gate, and die." ”

She didn't hesitate, she didn't care about the wound on her back, she flew up, and swung her sword, which was neat and ruthless, cutting their throats.

The heads of the two major martial arts sects fell in a pool of blood, their souls were out of their bodies, and their hearts were extremely desolate, originally because they were afraid that the destruction of the White Crane Gate would leak out, which would affect the reputation of the two factions in the martial arts, and quietly returned to kill people, but they didn't expect to die in the hands of a White Crane Sect disciple in the end, is this all the retribution of fate?

Ji Dongqing killed the two of them, and the wound on her back was torn, and her eyes were blackened by the pain, but her heart was extremely comfortable, and after watching the two of them convulse and gradually lose their breath, she dragged her sword to see Long Wushuang's situation: "Childe, how are you?"

Long Wushuang had completely fainted at this time, and fell in the ruins, he could no longer hear Ji Dongqing's shout, and in his body, the magic beads and immortal talismans quarreled again.

Ji Dongqing endured the pain on her back and squatted in front of him, she looked at him who fell to the ground in a coma, now is the best time to get rid of the demon, no effort at all, just raise her hand, she raised the sword, wanting to cut off his throat, but the sword stopped in the air but failed to stab it for a long time, she remembered the situation when he licked his wounds for himself, although he was a demon, but he was also his savior, without him, he was afraid that he was already dead, did he want revenge?

Her heart was entangled, although he saved his life, but the head of the family was killed by him, and there were some fellow brothers and sisters, who also died at his hands, he was a demon and had to be removed, she raised her sword again.

But when the sword fell and was about to reach Long Wushuang's throat, her hand trembled, and the scene of him licking his wounds reappeared in front of him, lingering, he can save people as a demon, he is a decent disciple, he claims to be righteous, but he wants revenge, is it not as good as a demon?

After struggling for a long time, she trembled and threw her sword away, and helped him up, only to see that his back was bloody, and under a closer look, the blood was dark red and smelly, she knew that he had been hit by a poisonous secret weapon, I am afraid that he had to detoxify quickly, otherwise his life would be in danger.

She hesitated for a moment, put him down gently, turned back to the corpse of Lone Xingzi, searched his body for a while, and found a small porcelain bottle, which contained several red pills, she didn't know whether it was an antidote, but other than that, she couldn't find any other pills, so she had to take it back, whether he was dead or alive depends on his life, anyway, he saved him, and he repaid his kindness.

After feeding Long Wushuang the pill, her own wound burst out, the pain was unbearable, and she really couldn't carry him back to the back cave, so she had to clear out a little place in the ruins, drag him in and hide it, and then flip his body, tear his clothes, expose his back, and look for poisonous needles on that back, to help him remove them one by one.

A beautiful tattoo attracted her, it was a cyan feather on the skin of Long Wushuang's back, but it was so green and beautiful, vaguely exuding the aura of a king, she admired it in her heart, which tattoo artist tattooed, the level is really high.

She admired it, and was about to find a way to remove the poison needle for him, when a cloud of black qi enveloped Long Wushuang's body, enveloping her in it, when her eyes suddenly went dark, and she fell asleep and fell beside Long Wushuang.

In Long Wushuang's body, the magic beads and the immortal rune were greatly relieved, and the immortal rune complained: "Tell you to save people quickly, you talk so much nonsense, he was almost killed by that woman." ”

Magic Bead: "I don't want to hurry, it's just that he used too much force just now, and he almost used up all his magic power, I have to recover, besides, even if I save him immediately, but if I don't get rid of that woman, she can't kill him at any time." ”

Immortal Fu: "There's a lot of nonsense, save people." ”

The voice in his body disappeared, the magic bead was struggling to rescue, the root poison needle on his back was slowly forced out of the body, and the black blood slowly turned into blood, fortunately, that pill was the antidote, after eating it, it had already exerted the function of detoxification and was expelling toxins.

Long Wushuang had been silent at the beginning, she should have thought that those people were unwilling, and she didn't watch out, if it weren't for Ji Dongqing to help her find an antidote, her life and death would be unpredictable, although she also wanted to kill herself, but after all, she saved herself in the end, so dangerous.

Time passed imperceptibly, two hours passed, the sky was overcast, the wind gusted, and there was heavy snow in the sky, on the side of the Dadong River, several big boats have been staying, waiting for the news of Feng Yiyang and Lone Xingzi, but since the two went last night, they have not come back until now, everyone's hearts are uneasy, is something wrong?

Feng Xian'er anxiously paced around the boat, the goose feather snow fell densely, as if it fell on her heart, feeling infinite cold, she looked at the road from time to time, and looked at Dadong Mountain from time to time, why hasn't Grandpa come back yet, could it be that Long Wushuang has escaped, shouldn't he be in trouble?

Waiting anxiously, she couldn't bear it anymore, and turned to a man and said, "Senior Brother Sun, why don't we go and have a look?"

Senior Brother Sun looked at the direction of Dadong Mountain, that place was like a hell, devouring how many people's lives, he resisted from the bottom of his heart: "The head of the sect told us not to act rashly, wait patiently." ”

Feng Xian'er couldn't wait: "But how long have you been waiting, if it goes well, they should be back." ”

That Senior Brother Sun was helpless, and if she continued to resign, she would inevitably see her timidity, how could she not care about the life or death of the master: "Okay, then call more people, or the two factions will go together, right?"

Under the ruins of Dongtianzhai, Long Wushuang had woken up, and the injuries on his body had healed, he turned over and sat up, his back was cold, his clothes were all torn, and the snow was falling heavily, and a thick layer had accumulated in the village, but fortunately, Ji Dongqing had dragged him under the ruins to cover him before, so that he was not buried by the snow.

Beside him, Ji Dongqing was still asleep, he touched her hand, it was cold, and hurriedly shook her: "Ji Dongqing, get up." ”

Ji Dongqing woke up in his call, she looked at him in surprise, is such a serious injury actually healed, it is incredible, does the demon path have a magical self-recovery ability? She was surprised, and hurriedly looked at his back, it was smooth and moist, where there was a little scar, and the poisonous needle was gone, only the beautiful tattoo was still there.

Long Wushuang stood up: "What's the wait, go cooking, I'll climb the top of the mountain, and I'll be back in a while." ”

Ji Dongqing watched him walk out of the ruins and disappear from sight, stunned for a while, he asked himself to cook, did he accept the advice of his alliance, she thought for a while, she didn't understand, take care of him, get along with him first, she got up, endured the pain on her back, walked out of the ruins, passed by the two corpses that had been buried in the snow, gritted her teeth, and quickly went to the back mountain.

Long Wushuang was just recovering from his injuries, his head was dizzy, he just pretended that nothing had happened in front of Ji Dongqing, he climbed up to the top of the mountain and looked into the distance for a while, thinking about Lele for a while, the cold wind was cold, the wind and snow were combined, and the wind and snow were blowing black in front of him, he felt unprecedented cold, shivering, and preparing to go down the mountain.

Just when he turned around and retracted his gaze, in the heavy snow, in the cold wind howling, rolling snowflakes dancing in the world, he vaguely saw a long human dragon coming down the mountain, it should be the disciple of the two major sects, the head of the sect went up the mountain to kill himself, and he didn't return for a long time, everyone was in a hurry, worried, so he went up the mountain again to find them.

He snorted coldly in his heart, it's a good time, since Ji Dongqing wants to take revenge, for the sake of her saving herself, he will kill these people, which can be regarded as repaying her, lest she pester herself again.

After thinking about it, he lifted his spirits, quickly went down the mountain, dragged the bodies of Feng Yiyang and Lone Xingzi to the side of the suspension bridge, tied them to the pillars of the suspension bridge, tied one person to the left and right, and returned to the cave in the back mountain.

In the cave, Ji Dongqing was preparing lunch, and when he saw him returning, he hurriedly greeted him: "Childe, you can rest for a while, and it will be fine soon." ”

Long Wushuang found a stone and sat down, took a breath of water, and recovered his spirit: "Ji Dongqing, those two masters are dead, and you killed them with your own hands, and the revenge has been avenged, you should be satisfied, right?"

Ji Dongqing: "Kill my Baihemen brothers and sisters, not only those two." ”

Long Wushuang: "What else do you want?"

Ji Dongqing: "I can't wait to destroy them." ”

Long Wushuang pretended to mutter: "For the sake of you saving my life, I can help you, but I won't go all the way to those two major sects, the two heads have not returned for a long time, and the disciples of those two major sects will definitely go up the mountain, I will help you destroy all those people, which can be regarded as repaying you, from now on, we will not owe each other, what do you think?"

Ji Dongqing thought for a while: "Okay." ”

Long Wushuang: "Then it's decided, after I help you kill someone, you are not allowed to mention any alliance with me again, you can live here to recuperate, but you have to leave when your injuries are healed, and never tell anyone that you know me, do you understand?"

Ji Dongqing: "Understand, how do we act?"

Long Wushuang: "You have to let me eat first." ”

Ji Dongqing hurriedly got it to eat, and she suddenly remembered the tattoo on Long Wushuang's back: "Childe, when did you tattoo the feathers on your back, which store tattooed it, it's really beautiful." ”

Long Wushuang was stunned, did he have a tattoo on his back, why didn't he know, he suddenly remembered that he had picked up a feather in his garden, which was the so-called Qingluan Wing, and then stuck his own blood and entered his body, and the feather tattoo on his back was probably it, and he almost forgot about it.

Now that he thinks about it carefully, during this period of time, he found that he was running faster than ever, jumping high, fast and agile, and extremely agile, could it be all the benefits brought by the Qingluan Wings? The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and he unconsciously smiled.

Ji Dongqing saw that he didn't answer, but he was distracted, as if he was sinking into a memory, and then he smiled, not knowing what pleasant memories this tattoo brought him, and it was not good to disturb him, so he didn't say anything and cooked seriously.