This woman from the Treasure Pavilion silently followed behind Fengyun, she was looking at what was wrong with Fengyun?

Burst!

Fengyun spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"Fengyun!" Ji Yun was taken aback, and quickly ran up to support Fengyun, but at this time, Fengyun had already fallen into a fainting.

Ji Yun summoned a few passers-by and carried Fengyun into the Treasure Pavilion.

In a simple and comfortable private room...

A white-haired old man stood on the edge of the bed, looking at Fengyun, next to Ji Yun, Ji Yun saw Fengyun's painful expression and knew that he must be suffering endlessly.

This delicate young man, the unyielding consciousness between her eyebrows, moved her.

"Master, how is it?" Ji Yun asked.

The white-haired old man raised his hand, "According to the pulse of Fengyun, he was not too seriously injured, but he was in a hurry, causing blood to spurt out of his heart, so he fell into a coma." ”

"How so?" Ji Yun couldn't understand it at all, Fengyun had just won the game, how could he be in a hurry?

The white-haired old man shook his head.

At this moment, Fengyun Meiyu stretched out gently, opened his eyes, glanced at Ji Yun with a smile, and showed a smile: "Thank you for saving me." ”

"You... You okay? Ji Yun took a step back, and for some reason, the evil smile and delicate face at the corner of Fengyun's mouth, as well as the unyielding appearance between his eyebrows, made Ji Yun's heartbeat suddenly speed up a lot.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine!"

The smile is flat.

Whether the soul is wounded or born, this is Fengyun's own business, and Fengyun never wants people who really care about him to worry about him.

Fengyun and Ji Yun only have three sides, but Fengyun can see her concern from Ji Yun's eyes, Fengyun put down his heartache at this time and looked at Ji Yun with a smile.

After a while, Fengyun said to the white-haired old man: "Thank you seniors for just seeing my injuries, I think I'm fine, so I'll leave!" ”

"Don't move, your wounds!" Ji Yun hurriedly said.

Fengyun sat up with difficulty and said, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern!" ”

The tone is flat.

Staggered out.

Ji Yun stomped his feet anxiously, but he didn't know how to save the clouds.

Fengyun walked out of the treasure pavilion step by step.

I can bear enough suffering myself, hahaha!

Fengyun smiled gloomily and walked towards the outside of the Cold Desolate Dragon City, he just wanted to leave his glory to the Feng family, but he didn't want to return to the Feng family lonely.

"Fengyun, don't give up." Canglong's voice is very weak, every martial soul is connected to the soul of the warrior, Fengyun's soul is cracked, and Canglong is also weak.

Fengyun was moved.

Tears rolled in his eyes.

Can I do it all over again?

Eight years, unable to break through, at least Fengyun still has hope, because he knows that he is a double martial soul martial artist, since the sky has given him dual martial souls, it is impossible for him to be just a waste forever.

And at this moment, there is a crack in his soul, a crack in the soul, who can repair it?

Never heard of it.

Maybe a powerful alchemist can, right?

But...

In the entire Cold Desolate Dragon City, in terms of alchemy ability, who is stronger than Fengyun.

Is there really no chance?

The more Fengyun thought about it, the more painful it became, and the incomparably powerful belief suddenly collapsed at this moment.

Out of the city gates.

The crowd faded away.

The surroundings were previously desolate...

To the north, there is a forest of ice and snow.

Fengyun detoured to the north, there are a lot of demonic beasts there, maybe I should disappear between heaven and earth without a sound.

Fengyun's faith has been shattered.

The greatest pain of a person is the collapse of faith, and this pain is countless times more powerful than the pain in his body.

Snowflakes fall, white world, without a trace of color.

Maybe after death, the world will be white.

The cold north wind is howling.

The wind blade is like a knife, hitting Fengyun's face, there is no pain, it should have been forgotten.

The sun sets, taking away the legendary glory of the wind and clouds, and everything seems to be extinguished.

A withered pine stands lonely in the wind.

My fate is really like this pine!

It's a great place!

Fengyun leaned his back against the cold pine and looked into the distance.

Grandpa, I disappointed you.

Mother, father, I may never see you again, are you alright?

The pain in the heart, who knows.

As night fell, the heart of Fengyun was like night.

The wind is still howling.

Fengyun's heart is dead.

……

The next day's sun shone down, and although it could not melt the snow in the cold air of the north, it worked hard day after day.

"Miss, the sun appears every day?" A pretty little girl followed the eight-person red sedan chair and said to the woman in the sedan chair.

"Because it's trying to drive away the cold." The voice of the woman in the sedan chair was very gentle, but her tone was very cold.

The little girl may be very accustomed to this kind of voice, and continued: "If you can't do it, why do you have to do it? ”

"Everyone has their own mission, and there are still many people who do it even though they know they can't do it." The woman in the sedan continued.

"Miss, there's a dead man up ahead!"

"Not the dead, but the living dead!" The woman in the sedan corrected.

"The Living Dead?"

"Man is not dead, but the heart is dead!"

"Miss, shall we go and save him?" The little girl saw that under the Han Song, which had almost withered, there was a young man who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, his face was pale, and there was almost no blood, so she asked with some sympathy.

The woman in the sedan chair lifted the sedan curtain, glanced at Fengyun, and said, "You ask him, you go and ask him, if he can live, what will he do?" ”

The little girl nodded, walked in front of Fengyun, and said, "My young lady asked me to ask you, if you could live, what would you do?" ”

Fengyun's eyes were blank, and he was silently asking himself in his heart, "What else can I do?" ”

Seeing that Fengyun didn't speak, the little girl thought she was a fool, so she returned to the sedan chair and said to the woman in the sedan chair: "Miss, this is a fool." ”

"Stupidity is also stupid, stupidity is stupid, unintentional stupidity is also stupid, but his stupidity is different!"

The woman in the sedan chair walked out of the sedan chair, only to see that she was wearing a white dress and a long skirt, jade feet without shoes, gently stepping on the white snow, although the cold wind was cold, the woman did not feel anything.

walked in front of Fengyun, half-squatted down, and said coldly: "It's a pity that I have a peerless talent, my soul is split, and I can't be cured." ”

Although Fengyun's heart was dead, when he heard that his soul was cracked, Fengyun raised his head, and the woman in front of him was extremely talented, beautiful as a snowflake, white and flawless.

Fengyun can't find a single flaw on her body, even the cold expression is intoxicating, and the arrogant temperament is amazing.

Even a little change in her could not achieve this perfection.

"Young is amazing and not squeamish, and broken beliefs are not lost, young man, when a person falls to the bottom, can you choose to wait for death at the bottom, or climb another higher mountain? What do you think? ”

The woman said calmly.

In a word, Fengyun frowned.

Yes, I have climbed the mountain, but I accidentally fell to the bottom, although I have lost a lot, but I have more roads, and each road has the potential to lead to a higher peak than before.

"Thank you!"

Fengyun stood up, bowed his hand to the woman, and walked in the direction of the Cold Desolate Dragon City.

A person lives in the world, definitely not just for himself, there are too many people to care about.

If you want to open everything, the wind and clouds are a lot calmer, yes, you can hold on for eight years, can't you insist on another eight years?

Glancing back at the sedan chair, Fengyun smiled gratefully, although he had almost forgotten the woman's appearance, Fengyun was very grateful to her.

Cold Dragon City...

Fengyun disappeared into thin air after yesterday's battle, leaving many people feeling weird.

Even, the people of the Feng family speculated that it might be that the Xiao family and the Lu family were afraid of the rise of the wind and clouds, so they arrested them.

The undercurrent of the three major families is surging, just because of the disappearance of Fengyun.

Drunken Immortal Building, Fengyun walked in calmly.

"Fengyun, you take my dragon qi, I will kill you one day sooner or later!"

Xiao Chen's voice sounded.

"Brother Xiao Chen, don't be angry yet, I believe that we will have a chance to find Fengyun and then kill him!" A disciple of the Xiao family said urgently.

"Hmph, then what are you still doing here, why don't you hurry up and find it!" Xiao Chen said angrily.

Fengyun was wearing a demon robe, covering his face, so even Xiao Chen beside him didn't recognize him.

Several Xiao family disciples hurriedly left the Drunken Immortal Mansion to inquire about the news of Fengyun.

"You are?" Xiao Chen suddenly turned his head and looked at Fengyun.

Fengyun ignored him.

"There's a hint of familiarity in you... It's dragon energy... You are Fengyun! Xiao Chen suddenly stood up and slapped Fengyun with a palm.

Wind Shadow Moves!

Bang!

The table in front of Fengyun suddenly split apart and scattered.

"Xiao Chen, the victory and defeat between you and me have been divided, are you still not convinced?"

Fengyun removed the demon robe that covered his face and looked at Xiao Chen with a sneer.

"Hmph, take me!"

Xiao Chen knew too well the effect of dragon qi on him, and within three years, he had become the first genius of the younger generation of the Xiao family, a tenth-stage martial artist of qi refining, if he lost his dragon qi, he would probably be difficult to improve his realm in the future.

Fengyun sneered and said, "Dragon Qi, it doesn't belong to you. ”

"You... Look for death! ”

Xiao Chen suddenly released his Nine Heavens Thunder Flame Martial Soul, because of the loss of dragon energy, the Nine Heavens Thunder Flame had become dim.

Fengyun carried his hands on his back, his soul cracked, and he couldn't control the martial soul, at this moment, the Canglong martial soul had fallen into a deep sleep, that is to say, at this moment, Fengyun couldn't urge his martial soul to fight.

"Fengyun, you and I will fight, if you lose, return the dragon qi to me, how about it?" Xiao Chen said.

Fengyun shook his head.

"You..."

Fengyun prepares to leave.

"Die!"

Thundered...

Nine Heavens Thunder Flame roared and thundered out, sweeping through the entire Drunken Immortal Tower, and at this moment, all the people in the Drunken Immortal Mansion had already escaped, watching the battle outside.

Fengyun, the first master of the young generation of Cold Desolate Dragon City.

Xiao Chen, although he lost yesterday's competition, his strength should not be underestimated.

Dragon's Blood Palm!

Thundered...

A dragon claw flew out and collided with the other party's roaring thunder, and suddenly, the scattered and bursting vitality instantly destroyed the entire first floor of the Drunken Immortal Building.

"It's so powerful!"

"I didn't have the opportunity to enter the martial arts arena yesterday to watch that amazing battle, but I didn't expect to see Fengyun and Xiao Chen's peerless battle posture today."

"It's really strange, with Xiao Chen's strength, how dare he give Fengyun a shout, after all, Fengyun won the first place yesterday!"

People stood in the distance, watching the amazing battle.

Burst!

Fengyun suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, although his realm was still there, but without the blessing of the martial soul, Fengyun's strength had been greatly reduced.

With just one trick, Fengyun had already discovered that he was not Xiao Chen's opponent in front of him.

"Hmph, so you're just like that!" Xiao Chen sneered and bullied himself again.

The storm retreated sharply.

Bang!

Fengyun's body was like a kite with a broken string, flying directly into the distance.

Thundered...

Opposite the Drunken Immortal Building, a small teahouse was smashed by the wind and clouds.

"How so?"

"There is a crack in the soul, and the martial soul can't be cast, it's a pity!"

A man in sackcloth with a long knife stood in the crowd and said with a sigh.

"He... How do you know that Fengyun's soul has cracks? ”

People asked this person suspiciously, but the man in Mai didn't say much, and walked into the battle circle.

"Xiao Chen?" The man in sackcloth asked softly.

"Who are you?" Xiao Chen saw that the man in sackcloth was actually in front of the wind and clouds, and immediately asked with some anger.

Fengyun glanced at him, this person was the strange person he saw in the martial arts arena yesterday, and he heard Canglong say that this person was one of the eight true yin and yang evils, ghosts.

It's much more terrifying than the half-hung ghosts and demons of the land and the two.

"A dead man doesn't need to know much!"

Snort...

A black skull flew out of the sackcloth man's hand.

Airplanes...

The skull is so fast that people can't see what is going on.

It's just that the next moment, Xiao Chen was already lying on the ground.

There was endless horror in his eyes, and his body trembled slightly, and he was lifeless.

"He... How can it be? Fengyun was shocked, what kind of realm was this man in Mai in front of him, who could so easily kill a martial artist who was refining qi ten stages.

The man in sackcloth smiled faintly at Fengyun: "Maybe we will meet again." ”

In a word, Fengyun is really incomprehensible.

The man in sackcloth walked into the distance, leaving Xiao Chen's body behind.

Why did he kill Xiao Chen?

Are you helping me? However, I had never met this person before, and I didn't have any friendship, so he would never kill Xiao Chen because of himself.

It seems that his goal was originally to be Fengyun.

I was puzzled.

On the side, everyone suddenly exploded.

A genius-level figure who refined qi in the tenth stage died on the spot like this.

This is the world of warriors.

Although this person was Fengyun's enemy, seeing Xiao Chen die here, Fengyun actually felt a trace of sadness.

A person's life is just gone.

Quietly return to the Feng family.

Soon, Fengyun's soul was injured, and the news of the crack spread throughout the Cold Desolate Dragon City.

People can't help but sigh.

The three major families, the three masters, the soul of Fengyun is injured, and it will be difficult to advance in the realm in the future.

Xiao Chen, who was killed by a mysterious person, seized the memory of his soul.

Lu Shuangshuang, in the battle yesterday, was seriously injured, and within a year, he could not urge the martial soul to fight.

Sorrowful!

……

Within half a year, Feng Xiaotian, the head of the Feng family, didn't know how many alchemists he had invited, hoping to help Fengyun repair the soul crack.

However, the end result is sad.

Fengyun, a peerless genius, was lost.

Many people feel sorry in their hearts.

But there is no one who can help Fengyun.

Half a year later, Fengyun left the Feng family alone, although Feng Xiaotian was reluctant to let him go, but Fengyun had already made up his mind.

The howling wind can't stop it.

Fengyun still remembers that he once promised his grandfather that he would definitely bring his father and mother home, this is Fengyun's promise, even if he can't complete it, Fengyun must do it.

A man who walks his word.

Outside the Cold Desolate Dragon City...

Lonely figure, lonely and declining.

The thin body walked slowly in the cold wind, the eastern sun hit the side of the wind and clouds, and the shadow was very long.

Glancing back, the familiar Cold Desolate Dragon City, there were too many memories left for him here, and from then on, these things only existed in memories.

The north, an endless world of ice and snow.

In the chaotic forest, countless ice and snow monsters are crisscrossed, this is the paradise of monsters and the burial ground of human beings.

Only the strong can survive in the ice and snow forest.

Fengyun is not a strong man, but the heart of a strong man has always been engraved in his body, and the indomitable spirit will always guide him not to give up.

The Ice and Snow Forest is a forbidden area for humans, and no one knows how big the area is, because in the historical records of the Cold Desolate Dragon City, no one has ever crossed the entire Ice and Snow Forest, and people speculate that the Ice and Snow Forest is the North Pole of the world.

The vast and boundless ice and snow forest is inhabited by countless Warcraft races.

Demonic beasts are divided into five levels, of which the alien beasts are the weakest, living on the edge of the ice and snow forest, similar to ordinary human warriors.

And the stronger one is the yellow-rank demonic beast, a first-level yellow-rank extreme demonic beast is almost equivalent to a genius-level human tenth-stage martial artist, which is extremely terrifying.

And the Xuan-level demonic beasts above the Yellow Rank are even stronger than the genius-level martial artists of the same level.

As for the earth-level and heaven-level demonic beasts, they all lived in the ice and snow forests of the extreme north, and the martial artists of the Cold Desolate Dragon City had never seen real demonic beasts above the ground level.

Back then, a reincarnation realm martial artist from the south of Beicang Mansion once wanted to explore the secrets of the depths of the northern ice and snow forest.

But after going deep into the ice and snow forest for millions of miles, he saw a real earth-level demonic beast, and the demonic beast raised its huge head, and just glanced at him, and shattered its martial soul.

Less than three months after escaping from the ice and snow forest, he died of his injuries due to the shattering of his martial spirit.

This matter has been rumored in the mouths of the older generation of martial artists in Cold Desolate Dragon City.

Fengyun hikes into the northern snow forest.

He came here for only one purpose, to find the place where Xiao Chen had obtained dragon qi.

Although Fengyun can't be sure that the dragon qi can help him recover his soul, this is the only way Fengyun can think of, if the dragon qi can't recover the soul, I'm afraid Fengyun will have no way.

At the edge of the Ice and Snow Forest, there is a huge town called Xiaolong Town.

There are no real rulers in the town, just three major beast hunters, countless shops, and hunters.

Hunters, who rely on hunting demonic beasts, capturing their elixirs, or searching for spiritual herbs and elixirs in the mountains in exchange for enough gold coins to live.

They are adventurers, and no one can be sure that they will survive until the next time they return to Little Dragon Town.

So they have a free and easy temperament, and the land of fireworks in Xiaolong Town is the place they frequent, and because most of them spend a lot of money, they are gods to those women who have sunk.

Dirty streets, dilapidated houses, profligate laughter, and Shutai's roar are intertwined into the unique scenery of Xiaolong Town.

It is a chaotic place where almost the humblest human in the world of martial artists lives.

Fengyun wore a demon robe, covering his face.

On the streets, a group of children in tattered clothes are fighting for the only edible item in the garbage heap.

Every year, countless warriors enter the Ice and Snow Forest and never return, and their children become the most humble humans in Xiaolong Town.