The frozen lake in winter is cold to the bone.

Wrapped in such a lake, Mo Ninglong's body temperature quickly decreased.

However, the cold feeling has a relieving effect on the pain of the meridians forcibly breaking the seal.

Mo Ninglong shuddered, the extremely short change in temperature made his mind more awake than ever.

Maybe it would be a good outcome to actually die like this?

Closed his eyes and pondered, waiting.

The body's need for oxygen decreases rapidly over time.

Before he died, the memories of the past sixteen years flickered in front of his eyes one by one.

I don't know if black and white impermanence is really as terrifying and disgusted as the legend goes.

I don't know if the scenery of Huangquan Road is as depicted by the world, with an endless sea of flowers on the other side.

The oxygen in the body is finally depleted, and it is time to reveal these questions.

Mo Ninglong seemed to feel a pair of hands and choked his throat hard.

He thought that he would calmly meet death, but looking at the faint light above his head, he stretched out his hand longingly!

No!

Even if he died, he would never die like this.

Whether it's providence or fate.

He's going to fight too!

There is no shame in dying on the way to chasing your dreams!

Powerful power bursts out of the weak body for some reason!

Mo Ninglong kicked his legs hard and rushed towards the water.

Too late!

The black hands of the underworld, called Lack of Oxygen, stretched out from the bottom of the lake one by one, wanting to leave Mo Ninglong in this place forever!

At the moment of life and death!

One hand broke through the haze of death and grabbed Mo Ninglong's wrist tightly!

Mo Ninglong didn't think much about it, and after clenching the other party's wrist with his backhand, his consciousness fell into darkness.

Mo Ninglong, who was in a coma, was in a dark spiritual world.

Helpless, lonely.

But I could faintly hear the calls of several strangers.

The call came and went, faint, like a cry and a lover's whisper.

Mo Ninglong frowned slightly, turned his head and looked around.

Except for black, it's still black.

is obviously an unfamiliar voice, why can it arouse his ancient state of mind?

Before he could figure it out, a dazzling light fell from the sky, and he quickly closed his eyes.

"Wake up!"

Zhao Yuyao's voice came into his ears intermittently.

Mo Ninglong's slender eyebrows trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes and saw the gloomy sky again.

"Ahem." When he woke up, he quickly turned over and coughed out of the lake.

Seeing this, Zhao Yuyao breathed a sigh of relief: "You are finally awake, can you let go of your hand?" ”

At this point, Mo Ninglong's hands were clasping her wrists.

"I'm sorry." Mo Ninglong immediately let go of his hand and propped up his weak body.

After the battle just now, coupled with the rescue of the drowning person, Zhao Yuyao was really tired.

He didn't care about the image and collapsed on the muddy ground on the side.

She saved Mo Ninglong, not out of kindness, but because Mo Ninglong died with her here, which would inevitably cause resentment between the Zhao and Mo families.

Mo Ninglong knows this, but he is not an ungrateful person.

said lightly: "Thank you." ”

Mo Ninglong got up from it and shed the fox fur that had become heavy from the water immersion.

Zhao Yuyao sat up, her internal qi came out of her body, and in the blink of an eye, she steamed her body dry.

She looked at Mo Ninglong.

Mo Ninglong couldn't use his internal qi because his meridians were damaged, and his watery appearance was particularly embarrassing, without a bit of the immortal temperament just now.

Zhao Yuyao kindly stretched out her hand, wanting to steam out the water vapor for it.

This move was dodged by Mo Ninglong.

Mo Ninglong shook his head and silently wrung out the fox fur in his hand.

This drenched appearance was originally in his plan.

"Aren't you afraid of catching the cold?" Zhao Yuyao looked at Mo Ninglong strangely, jumping into the ice water in this winter without doing anything, even a martial artist could die.

Obviously, when she rescued him, the other party still held her hand because he wanted to live.

Why are you doing this now?

Mo Ninglong glanced at his chest.

The camouflage on the chest has long been revealed because of the immersion and the rescue of the other party.

Mo Ninglong silently turned to look at her: "It seems that you know everything." ”

"You're a man?"

Zhao Yuyao hugged her arms and looked at Mo Ninglong with a complicated expression: "It's the first time I've seen such a stunning man." ”

"You shouldn't know the secret." Mo Ninglong closed his eyes and sighed.

Zhao Yuyao sneered at Mo Ninglong's body: "Forcibly break through my sealed vein, now you are equivalent to being crippled, and you still want to kill people?" ”

Mo Ninglong looked at her silently.

Zhao Yuyao suddenly felt a chill behind her back.

Turned around sharply.

Behind her, I don't know when there was a black shadow holding a long sword.

Zhao Yuyao looked at the sword blade that was only the slightest distance from the tip of her nose, and was suddenly shocked into a cold sweat.

"Remember, my first sword?"

"At that time!"

Zhao Yuyao suddenly remembered the dark shadow that appeared for the first time.

When the black shadow knocked her away again, Mo Ninglong struck a blow in the air.

Then I thought of the black shadow hidden in the sword qi later.

Everything is clear.

This man had already hidden a dark shadow in his body at that moment.

Zhao Yuyao turned her head to look at Mo Ninglong, as if she was looking at a monster: "What kind of demon method is this?" ”

"Exorcising shadows is definitely not a demon method, it is the result of the exclusive internal strength of Zhenwu." Mo Ninglong dispersed the black shadow and continued, "Do you remember that immortal sword diagram? ”

Fairy Sword Diagram!

Of course Zhao Yuyao knew.

Her strange martial arts also came from the Immortal Sword Diagram.

"How come, my martial arts are also comprehended from the Immortal Sword Diagram, and there is obviously no such weird martial arts recorded above!"

"This is the wonder of the fairy sword diagram." Mo Ninglong looked at the sky, his eyebrows tightened: "Grandpa Mo said that everyone who looks at this immortal sword diagram will only see different immortals. ”

"The immortal that Grandpa Mo saw was a mad immortal with a long knife in his hand and a goshawk dancing around him!"

"And what I see is a fairy girl holding a dust whisk and carrying a sword case."

And the immortal that Zhao Yuyao saw was a carefree swordsman with a sword in one hand and a sheath in the other.

Only then did she understand why his grandfather would treat this fairy sword diagram as a treasure: "This fairy sword diagram is so magical. ”

"It's not the painting that's magical, it's the painter who created it."

Zhao Yuyao nodded sympathetically.

"Please keep my gender a secret." Mo Ninglong bowed slightly and pleaded.

Zhao Yuyao was slightly stunned when she looked at the actions that only women on the other side would have, obviously she already knew the gender of the other party, but she couldn't see the slightest sense of disobedience.

It was really a joke from the sky.

"Please help me keep it a secret!"

Zhao Yuyao didn't answer for a long time, and Mo Ninglong bent his body lower and repeated to the side.

Zhao Yuyao nodded, although she wondered why the other party was like this, she didn't understand and didn't ask more.

"Thank you, life-saving grace, if there is any difficulty, the Mo family can find Mo Ninglong."

Here takaki and frost have the same sound.

Since then, there has been no such person as Mo Ninglong.

After speaking, Mo Ninglong turned around and left.