Chapter 467: Sword Roar

Gu Nansheng and Jones Xiang didn't sleep until late. The dim candle flame flickered in the lampshade, large snowflakes were floating outside the house, and the cold north wind blew on the yellowed window paper, whirring.

Jones Xiang sat in front of the stove, filled the firewood into the stove one by one, and slowly heated the kang, finally making the room a little warmer.

Then, she added some charcoal to the stove, sat down with a pot of water, and prepared to boil it.

After a lot of busyness, the originally cold room became warm, and Jones Xiang sat back on the kang, took the oil lamp to the kang, and sewed cotton clothes for Gu Nansheng under the dim light.

When Tacita came to the small town of Harsco a month ago to look for Gu Nansheng, Jones Xiang was buying cotton cloth in the market, and along the way, most of her cotton clothes had been sewn, as long as she added a pair of sleeves, it could be completed.

Gu Nansheng looked at Jones Xiang doing some housework like a virtuous little woman, and there was a trace of tenderness and guilt in his heart.

"Xiaoxiang, don't sew, talk to me."

Jones still did not stop the needle and thread in her hand, she lowered her head and was silent, I don't know how long later, a crystal thing rolled down, landed on the cotton cloth, and wet a small piece of ......

Gu Nansheng felt a pain in his heart, "Xiaoxiang, I'm sorry......"

Jones Xiang hurriedly raised her hand, wiped her tears with her cuffs, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I'm bothering you, but I'm ...... I can't help ......."

Jones Xiang turned her face away as she spoke, her emaciated shoulders trembling slightly.

Regarding Gu Nansheng's decision to return to the Holy Land, Jones Xiang did not object, not even a word of persuasion, she just silently followed him to the Holy Land.

But how could Jones Xiang not know what this trip meant to Gu Nansheng, not to mention what danger he would encounter when his current disastrous body came into contact with Frost Sorrow, even if he really picked up Frost Sorrow, would he be able to survive on the battlefield? And once some people in the neutral territory or the holy land know that Gu Nansheng is still in the world, then the fate waiting for him can be imagined.

She knew that Gu Nansheng no longer had any hope for life, but how could she be willing?

Gu Nansheng took Jones Xiang's hand and said guiltily: "Xiaoxiang, I can't help but come, it's my sword, and Akasha ...... her"

"Don't say anything, I understand......" Jones Xiang wiped away her tears, turned her head and smiled, she handed the cotton coat with sleeves still missing to Gu Nansheng's hand, "Try to see if it fits, if it doesn't work, I'll change it again." ”

Gu Nansheng took the soft cotton clothes, only to feel very heavy, "Xiaoxiang, rest early tonight, and sew it tomorrow." ”

Jones shook her head stubbornly, "I want to sew it as soon as possible, but I'm afraid that it will be ...... later." Didn't get a chance to wear ...... for you."

Jones Xiang said this, tears swirled in his eyes again, Gu Nansheng listened to it like a knife, he unconsciously clenched his fists, his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh of his palm, in the face of Deathwing, even though the difference in strength was huge, but he could still firmly tell Jones Xiang that he would definitely come back, but now, his body was so weak that he had no power to fight back in the face of a group of young people......

As the night dragged on, and the capital of the Holy Land was silent, Malfurion was sitting in the council of the Presbyterians, flipping through an ancient parchment book in his hand.

He was thinking about the meeting of elders and the strategy of the Holy Land to deal with this war, for the legendary hero, it would not be a big deal to not rest for a dozen rì, Malfurion may not be a strong man who can turn the tide of battle, but he is definitely a leader who is out of the way.

At this moment, Malfurion's eyebrows suddenly moved, and his expression became a little strange.

He put down the parchment, turned to look in one direction and groaned, that was the direction of Frost Sorrow, just now, he clearly felt a terrifying energy fluctuation coming from Frost Sorrow, this is something that has never happened in decades, could it be that Akasha can finally wake up Frost Sorrow?

Thinking of this, Malfurion could no longer sit still, he silently recited the incantation of the teleportation skill, and the next moment he disappeared in a cloud of white light in the council chamber.

Malfurion instantly crossed the distance of dozens of miles to the forbidden place where Frostmourn was, and then, he saw a scene that surprised him.

At this time, the forbidden land has changed greatly, and the heaven and earth vitality around Frost Sorrow has rolled up a huge black sè vortex, and a black sè pillar of light like a sky-breaking sword rises to the sky, straight into the sky, and Frost Grief is bathed in it, whining and moaning!

After seeing this scene, Malfurion's expression was uncertain, he didn't know whether the change in front of him was a blessing or a curse, although the sorrow of frost over the years had occasionally made a sad sound, but it had never been so powerful as it is today.

At this moment, a dark shadow flashed beside Malfurion, and a woman dressed in black also appeared in the forbidden place, this woman had a bewitching appearance, a plump body, and black wings on her back, she was Akasha.

When Malfurion saw Akasha's same look of surprise, he knew that the change in Frost's sorrow had nothing to do with her, could ......

The two looked at each other, and at the same time thought of a possibility, Akasha, who had always been calm, was actually short of breath, and her face was slightly rosy because of the excitement in her heart.

Master, is it really you?

Akasha closed her eyes and meditated, completely released her perception, and sensed it quietly, but to her disappointment, there was silence within a radius of more than ten miles, and there was nothing unusual.

Time passed little by little, and Frost's Sorrow was still shining brightly, but Akasha was never able to find the aura that she was extremely familiar with, but some of the elders of the Holy Land arrived one after another, looking at Frost's Sorrow in the same confusion.

Akasha's heart grew colder and colder, and finally she let out a long sigh and retracted her perception in disappointment, and her face, which had just been slightly ruddy from excitement, became cold as frost again.

She knew in her heart that if it was really Gu Nansheng who came, he should have rushed here a long time ago, even if he didn't want to see the people in the Holy Land for some reason, he should have sent a message to himself......

Although Akasha attaches great importance to feelings, she will not be swayed by feelings, and she knows that the probability that Gu Nansheng is still alive in this world is very small.

Malfurion also shook his head in disappointment, if Gu Nansheng was alive, it would be easy to break through the dark gate guarded by the Burning Legion, and even he alone would be enough.

At this time, Slim, the elder of the Holy Land, looked at the sorrow of Frost and said, "Great Elder...... This sword can't be a jīng spirit, right? I always feel that the evil qi contained in it is too heavy, and with the sword soul of this sword, it is not impossible to turn into a spirit and leave. ”