Wu Jiong stared at Nan Leyang, he didn't expect him to do it so simply, to an injured person, he was still a monk.

Nan Leyang also looked back at him, still without a trace of emotion.

"The illness is urgent, and he dies."

The two looked at each other, and Wu Jiong nodded lightly.

"It's a wise decision for you to make." Nan Leyang said, turned to leave, and walked farther and farther in the wind and snow.

Wu Jiong stepped forward, the white-robed monk was no longer alive, but his eyes were still clear. Wu Jiong sighed, and re-covered the fur on the white-robed monk for him, and it looked good when he died.

Suddenly, Wu Jiong saw that Chen Zhongqi's golden pupils had changed, and the golden color seemed to be fading. After a few moments, those golden pupils turned ordinary pitch black, and after a few moments, they became dead ashes, no different from ordinary dead people.

Wu Jiong sighed, slowly stretched out his hand, covered Chen Zhongqi's face, and gently slid it, gradually closing Chen Zhongqi's eyes. Withdrawing his hand, Chen Zhongqi seemed to be asleep, even if he was killed, his face was as calm as ever.

Maybe it's because it's like falling asleep, and it's a little more peaceful than usual.

After looking at the two sides of the high mountain, Ah Umbrella did not find anything special, the snow was vast, the sky was low and gray, and it was impossible to distinguish between the depth and the northeast.

A quarter of an hour later, Nanle Yang came to the sword.

"There's nothing to be found on the other two sides, so let's move on." Nan Leyang said.

Ah Umbrella hesitated for a long time and said, "Let's change direction and go this way." The umbrella pointed in a direction that was diagonally diagonal to the road from which he came. Nan Leyang nodded. There was no refusal.

"Then let's go back first." Ah Umbrella said, I don't know if Chen Zhongqi has woken up, this ghost weather is getting worse and worse, and his injuries are estimated to be aggravated again.

Wu Jiong sat in front of the fire, he no longer added firewood, the fire was already very weak, but Wu Jiong found that the fire finally had a little temperature, a little warm.

The wind and snow seem to be a little smaller, and it seems to be bigger. Wu Jiong sat in place, he had no time to think about the weather. He wasn't thinking about his own demons. He himself found it strange. Why is he thinking about the white-clothed monk now? Ever since he entered the Demon Cultivation Path, he had rarely felt so weak.

He felt very guilty at this time, and he regretted it a little.

This was originally an emotion that should not have appeared on him, but it was because of the death of this insignificant monk that appeared. So much so that they came back. He didn't find out either.

When Wu Jiong reacted. Ah Umbrella has arrived at Chen Zhongqi's side. In less than a moment, I heard Ah Umbrella's surprised gasp. Wu Jiong looked at Nan Leyang reflexively, and Nan Leyang's face did not change. Firewood is being poured into the fire. He is like this, he doesn't want to care if something goes wrong with Chen Zhongqi.

Before, nothing had happened.

"He's dead." Ah Umbrella's gaze skimmed over the faces of the two men, and she couldn't see anything. Finally, her gaze stopped on Wu Jiong's face.

Wu Jiong's expression was not happy, he could only say: "The wind and snow are heavy." ”

Chen Zhongqi died, Ah Umbrella buried his body on the highest snow peak, when the monument was erected, Ah Umbrella was still a little sad, she couldn't remember Chen Zhongqi's relatives, those who gave him pain, and they were not relatives.

"The tomb of my brother Chen Zhongqi, my sister and my umbrella stand in person."

A man dies like a lamp goes out.

Far away in Dongzhou, Yangcheng.

Master Chengde, who was meditating and cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes, his mind moved slightly, and he disappeared into the Chengde Hall in an instant.

On the third day after Chen Zhongqi's death, the wind and snow were lighter, the weather cleared, and the moon and stars that had not been seen for a long time also appeared. The three of them finally confirmed their direction.

Along the way, because of Chen Zhongqi's death, the atmosphere became even more dull. Half a month later, the three of them finally walked out of the endless snowfield and saw traces of man-made.

The time has come to part ways.

"Ah Umbrella, you go back to Chixue with me." Nan Leyang said.

Wu Jiong stood behind Ah Umbrella, and he smiled, "Where the master goes, I will go." ”

"I don't want to go to Chi Xue, and I don't want to go with any of you." Ah Umbrella said, she was a little tired, "This is the best." ”

Nan Leyang and Wu Jiong glanced at each other and agreed. Nan Leyang agreed very simply, and soon left on his own.

"Wu Jiong, this is for you, I think you should need them very much." Ah Umbrella took out a futon and a pair of gloves. Wu Jiong's eyes flashed with a hot light, and he took those two things.

"Where are you going?"

Ah Umbrella shook her head, she didn't know, maybe she had to find a teleportation array again, she still wanted to return to Dongzhou.

"You really don't want me to follow?"

"If you follow, he will follow."

Wu Jiong smiled and said, "If he can find you, I can also find you." ”

After saying goodbye to Wu Jiong, Ah Umbrella looked for a direction to walk alone, and finally found a city of cultivating immortals, this city of cultivating immortals had just gone through a war with neighboring cities, and the ground twenty miles away from the city gate was stained with blood.

Ah Umbrella was not allowed to enter the city, but she knew how to heal, so she was invited in to heal the wounded monks.

Ah Umbrella was invited in, only to find that there are very few medical centers in this city, and there are not many people who know how to heal. The arrival of the umbrella has relieved a lot of pressure.

"Sister Umbrella, thank you, otherwise I don't know how long it will take us to finish." The girl in pink wiped her sweat, the monk's attack methods are different, and the injuries suffered on the battlefield are many and miscellaneous, and some of them cannot be completely cured by pills alone.

Ah Umbrella also stopped what he was doing and said with a smile: "It's okay, my clumsy skills are finally useful." "If it weren't for the fact that this medical skill could still be useful, I wouldn't have been able to go into the city to replenish it.

The girl in pink smiled and said: "Sister Umbrella's medical skills are very powerful, where is the clumsy ......" Saying this, the girl seemed to remember something, and her face was a little flustered, "Sister Umbrella, the injured monks are almost treated, you quickly pack up your things and leave quickly." ”

Ah Umbrella was stunned, "But what's wrong?" ”

The girl in pink said: "You know how to heal, it is a big problem in our city, you have also seen, there are so few doctors in our city, do you know what this is because ......"

Before the pink-clothed girl could finish her words, she was interrupted by several monks who suddenly broke into the medical hall. The girl's face turned pale when she saw the neat and uniform attire of the monks.

"I heard that there is a new doctor in the medical hall, who is it, come out?"

The people in the infirmary, except for the injured, all took a few steps back. Ah Umbrella's temperament was not ordinary, and his face was raw, and he suddenly fell into the eyes of those monks.

One of the leading monks stepped forward, "This doctor, please come with us, the city lord is invited." ”

Since he arrived at someone's territory and invited someone from the ground, Ah Umbrella naturally couldn't refuse, signaling the girl in pink not to worry, Ah Umbrella followed the monks and left. (To be continued.) )