"Feng Yi...... You...... Where are you?"

Chen Ling's face was pale, and she was in the vast snowy wilderness, like a duckweed in the sea, adrift, miserable and pitiful.

The snow stained the body, and the more I walked, the more tired I became. Finally, she collapsed on a hill from exhaustion.

In the moments before she fell unconscious, she subconsciously shouted like this.

It was this shout that caught the attention of a streamer in the sky.

It was a girl dressed in purple, with a face as bright as jade, eyes as clear as water, not only gorgeous and indescribably charming, but also indescribably charming and cute.

It's just that among the cuteness and coquettishness, there is also a touch of coldness that makes people only dare to look at it from a distance and dare not appreciate it closely, high above, like an iceberg and a cold river.

She fell from the clouds, came to the hill, and looked down at Chen Ling lying in the snowdrift.

The thrush frowned slightly, and asked softly, "Feng Yi, is the Feng Yi in your mouth?"

In a daze, Chen Ling seemed to hear someone shouting Feng Yi's name.

Her chaotic mind suddenly became clear, and she hurriedly shouted, "Feng Yi...... Where are you?"

After shouting, he finally used all his strength. She tilted her head and passed out.

The girl in purple stood in the snow, her eyebrows still frowning, her lips still murmuring, "Who is Feng Yi? Why does it sound so familiar, but ...... I can't remember where I've seen it?"

Recalling the day before yesterday, at the foot of Tianya Mountain Canyon, the girl who called herself a cousin didn't also mention the name of Feng Yi?

"Feng Yi...... Feng Yi...... Feng Yi ......"

The girl recited the name of Feng Yi repeatedly, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that her mind was confused and her thoughts were mixed.

I had no choice but to stop chanting, and then asked myself, "That girl, why do you call me cousin?

No one could answer her question, only the cold wind was blowing, and "whirring" was like a wolf's howl.

"Well, it doesn't matter, the more I think about it, the more my head hurts. ”

The girl turned around and wanted to walk, but after thinking about it, she finally stopped, stretched out her right hand and extended a purple yuan force, holding up Chen Ling, who was sleeping in the snow.

Looking around, I saw a low peak isolated not far away.

The girl nodded, and said to herself, "There it is." ”

floated up, turned into a streamer, and took Chen Ling to the bottom of the low peak.

After the Yuanli burst out, after a "boom" explosion, the mountain at the foot of the low peak has been smashed out of a narrow cave that is about two feet deep.

The purple light swayed, and Chen Ling lay quietly in the purple light, slowly drifting towards the cave.

When Chen Ling's body fell to the ground, the girl waved her hand and dispersed the purple yuan power. Tilting his head and thinking about it, he took out a thick cloak made of silver fox fur from the pouch around his waist and gently covered Chen Ling's body.

Then he picked up some dry wood and lit a bonfire.

Looking at the bright yellow warm firelight, the girl smiled lightly, clapped her hands, and said to Chen Ling, who was still unconscious: "I still have something to do, I can't take you with me, and I can't stay to protect you." Whether or not you can survive near the Spirit Mist Mountain Range, where monsters are infested, depends on your own luck. Farewell!"

When you're done, just turn around.

Just vacated into the air, I suddenly heard an old voice coming from behind me, "Huh?"

Looking back behind him, he saw that above the clouds, there was a tall long-faced old man, wearing a light blue robe, with a gloomy face, not a good type.

The girl in purple frowned and looked coldly, and the old man still looked cold.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and the old man seemed to have discovered something, and said, "You are wearing the service of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and you are a member of the Heavenly Sword Sect?"

The purple-clothed girl snorted coldly, "Hmph! You are the old thief of the mountain who dominates the sword gate?"

This long-faced old man is the elder of the Outer Tangshan Mountain of the Badao Gate who united with the Wang family and shocked the masters of the Sanxuan City City Lord's Mansion and the Gongsun family.

The four elders of the Badaomen, the Wind Volcano Forest, this person is ranked third, and he is responsible for the late cultivation of the Sea Realm, and he has all kinds of secret techniques, and he has a good grasp of the ground.

And in the western border of the Jin Clan, it is notoriously ruthless. Although it is a righteous path cultivator, its name is no different from the left path demon.

"Girl, when it comes to age, it's okay for the deity to be your grandfather. At such a young age, why don't you know that you respect the elders? Calling me like this is the teaching of your Heavenly Sword Sect elders?"

Elder Shan's eyes were full of murderous intent, his words were cold, and he could do it at any time.

The girl in purple was not afraid at all, "The notoriety of respecting the driver, in Linjiang City, it can stop children from crying at night." The little woman calls you an old thief, why not?"

"Hmph, since you know the prestige of the deity, you still dare to confront the deity, girl, you have a little courage. ”

Elder Shan stroked his short beard under his chin, and then looked at the purple-clothed girl, and couldn't help but wonder, "In addition to the four old thieves of the Sea, Wide, Sky, and Sky, as well as the three brothers of Yu Hongchen, the Heavenly Sword Sect actually has the Xuan Cultivation of the Sea Realm? ”

Tilting his head to think about it, he said after a while: "By the way, a few days ago, I heard that the Heavenly Sword Sect had recruited a new Elder Keqing surnamed Luo, could it be ...... Could it be you?"

The purple-clothed girl smiled coldly, "What's the matter? Isn't it? You are an old thief in the mountain, and everyone in Linjiang City wants to kill you." Now that you and I have encountered this, even if I am not a member of the Heavenly Sword Sect, I will kill you. Let's do it!"

With that, with a pull of her right hand, a long sword that was as transparent as purple crystal floated out, dancing around her body for a while, hovering in front of her, pointing directly at Elder Mountain.

Elder Shan pouted and smiled, "Judging by your appearance, you shouldn't be very old. To be able to cultivate to the early stage of the Sea Realm, tsk, what a talent. Such a proud son of the sky, why didn't I have the luck to recruit the Daomen? Alas!"

He completely ignored the long sword of the purple-clothed girl, and still said to himself, "Girl, although the old man is good at killing, he doesn't like to kill talented juniors." It's better than this, how about you betray the Heavenly Sword Sect and come to my Badaomen as a guest Elder Qing? ”

"Too much nonsense!" the girl in purple snorted, grasped the long sword, moved in lotus steps, and walked quickly on the clouds.

As soon as he spoke, his body appeared three feet in front of Elder Shan.

The long sword stabbed him in the left chest, and the sword was killed.

For some reason, the sentence 'too much nonsense' blurted out, and a vague figure suddenly appeared in the purple-clothed girl's heart.

It seems that the figure also likes to say such a sentence, and hates to talk nonsense before engaging the enemy.

Who is he?

The purple-clothed girl asked herself while using her sword moves.

However, the wind whirred, and Elder Shan's long sigh interrupted her thoughts.

"Alas, girl, why are you so ignorant of current affairs? The deity has the heart of love and talent, but you don't know the general situation. There is no way, the deity has no choice but to kill you, lest the Sword Sect get help that day, and even more so to bully me to dominate the Sword Gate. ”

A palm poked out, and the blue light flowed between the palms, and after blocking the long sword, his left fist slammed into the girl's lower abdomen dantian.

Both of them are masters, both are cultivators in the sea realm, and the battle took place in mid-air, hidden by the thick winter clouds, and no one could find out under the clouds.

You can only hear the roar from time to time, and most people who don't know the truth will mistake it for the roar of thunder.

Just like the shirtless boy lying on the cold snow in a dense forest more than thirty miles away from here.

He thought that the occasional explosion was a hidden thunderbolt raging.

"Is it going to snow again?"

The young man looked at the blue sky and muttered to himself.

He wanted to get up, but his body was so weak that he couldn't use any strength at all.

Who is he?

It was Feng Yi.

In the snow, dirty blood, broken flesh, and scale armor were all in shambles. But they were all blown by the cold wind, condensed into ice, hard and cold.

Feng Yi was lying in the middle, and on his right hand was a black-scaled python whose body was shattered into five or six segments. On the left-hand side, in addition to the blood stains and mess, there is only a small blue-scaled snake about a foot long and as thick as a little finger, lying quietly.

If you really look at it, you can see that the little snake is holding its mouth open, and it has the little finger of Feng Yi's left hand in its mouth.

The four sharp teeth on the upper and lower edges pierced deep into the flesh of Feng Yi's little finger, jamming the phalanges. One after another, the resentful qi condensed into a black mist, like a river rushing, flowed down the fangs, and flowed towards the mouth of the green snake in the self-styled body.

This situation has been maintained for nearly half an hour. Most of the resentment in Feng Yi's body was devoured by the little snake, so Qingming, who was dispelled by the resentment qi, could return to the spirit platform.

This small green snake was transformed by the previous green scale python, after Feng Yi Zhen killed the black scale python after turning into a demon, the green python turned into a small snake, bit the little finger of Feng Yi's left hand, and did not let go of his mouth.

Feng Yi didn't understand why it was able to devour the resentment in its body, let alone why it wanted to save itself.

He tried to figure it out, but he didn't have the strength to get up.

There was a roar, and there were suddenly two blue and purple streamers in the sky.

The streamer is divided by a touch, divided and collided, and the people inside seem to be fighting.

Feng Yi looked at the streamer, feeling more and more exhausted and exhausted.

He could no longer maintain his consciousness, and finally his head tilted and he passed out.

After Feng Yi passed out, the ghost gate in the palm of his left hand also closed again with the fluctuation of his mind.

The resentment was no longer supported, but in a moment's time, it was devoured by the green snake.

The green snake opened its mouth and pulled its fangs from the little finger of his self-styled left hand. Twisting his body, he climbed onto Feng Yi's chest.

Looking down at his erosive flesh and skin, and then at his face, there seemed to be a bright light in the eyes of the two mung beans.

In the bright light, there is gratitude and curiosity.

What is it grateful for? What is it curious about?

Gratitude is because after devouring the resentful qi in Feng Yi's body, most of the green snake's own injuries have recovered.

The curiosity is that it is very puzzled, why a human being, has such a strong and pure resentment in his body.

Is this still human?

"Hiss ......"

The green snake spat out the letter, as if talking to himself, but no one could understand the language of the snake.

Seeming to be a little sleepy, the green snake shook his head, and there was a strong sense of tiredness in his eyes.

It's just that it's cold, and it can endure it, but what about the boy under him?

The green snake seemed to have taken these into account, and with a strong spirit, he dispelled his fatigue, transformed himself, and turned into a giant python again. The agile snake tail rolled up Feng Yi's body, and led him towards the outside of the dense forest.

Searching and searching, I found a low peak, and at the bottom of the peak there was a narrow cave that seemed to have just been carved out.

There was a fire in the cave and it was warm. Beside the fire lay a girl with a broken arm in a silver-haired cloak.

The green snake looked at the girl, and then at Feng Yi, who was wrapped in his tail. Finally, he slowly released his tail and placed Feng Yi on the other side of the fire.

"Whirring ......"

The cold wind blows outside the cave.

"Rumble ......"

There was a roar in the sky.

The green snake turned into a ruler-long snake again, and looked up at the thick clouds overhead, and there was a deep disdain and disgust in his eyes.

He had the heart to drive away the annoying roar, but he glanced at the Lingwu Mountain Range in the northwest direction, and finally shook his head.

It swam into the cave with its tired body, coiled over Feng Yi's chest, and fell asleep.