Fighting for life and death, how can he be stunned!!。

At this moment, Li Huan had already made a move, and appeared in front of Ye Liu's body like lightning, this long-stored sword qi, with the hope of Li Huan and Ye Fengsheng, broke through his protective defense and went straight to his throat.

This orc snow squid, which lived for a hundred years, or even a thousand years later, fell.

Li Huan's eyes closed, and he suddenly wanted to sleep for a while.

But at this moment, he only heard an animal cry, and in an instant he felt that he was lying on a furry animal.

But he was powerless to distinguish it, but he felt the fox's stench on the animal, and after a moment he fell asleep.

After a while, the snow began to melt gradually, and I don't know whether the snow was carrying the water, or the water carrying the snow, gradually fading, and the original large rocks began to gradually bare the ground.

I saw a man lying flat on the rock, blood flowing out of his throat like water, this is his smile, this smile is like a roar, the blood is left uncontrollably.

At this moment, Fanghua also arrived, if it weren't for this sudden ice and snow, which trapped her on the periphery of this flood, she might have arrived a long time ago.

With this roar, Fanghua appeared beside the man.

The man's eyes, which had been gradually closed, seemed to stand still.

That look was so serious, even serious like a stupid child.

But the smile on his face began to fade.

His face began to gradually turn pale, he knew that he was about to leave this world, but just at this moment, he was a little unwilling, he reluctantly let himself open his mouth, and he could even look at it obviously, his lips were trembling, "Sister Zixin, is it you? You're finally here, now can you tell me, where is he? ”

Fanghua looked at the man lying on the ground in some surprise, for some reason, the moment he saw the man, he felt that everything was so warm. "Who is Purple Core?" My name is Fanghua. ”

Yeliu looked at Fanghua a little sluggishly, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, suddenly he slowly raised his left hand, pulled a snow-white hair strand on his hair, and gently handed this hair to Fanghua: "Fanghua?" Ahem, is it Fanghua? It turns out that you are Fanghua, haha, it seems that he still doesn't give up. Ahem, will you really succeed this time? ”

The sunlight in the sky didn't know when it also appeared as the ice and snow receded, and the afterglow of that moment fell on Yeru's face.

He smiled, very relieved, and gently injected the last strand of strength into Fanghua's scepter.

He died, his hand stagnated in the air, maybe he wanted to touch Fang Hua's face with his hand, but he was indeed too badly injured, Li Huan's sword intent was the strongest sword intent he had ever seen in this world, maybe as strong as the one he was waiting for in Yeliu.

Yeliu's eyes gradually bulged out, and in an instant, they began to dissipate, and the originally red blood also turned snow-white at this moment.

He was an orc who was nourished by all things, and his soul returned to this land at the last moment.

The only thing left was the fluttering silk tassels on the rock.

Fang Hua picked up this silk spike, it was the sword spike of a sword, Fang Hua looked at it blankly, she wanted to ask the man why he knew her. But she didn't ask in the end, just because she wanted to let this man who had never met before, but knew herself, leave peacefully at this last moment.

At the top of the sword spike, where the red thread is entangled, there are several words sewn with tiny needles.

"The country of the first occupation, the first generation of sacrifices, Bai Sheng."

Fanghua turned around and stared at the place where the man dissipated, and subconsciously shook her teeth, she was a little disappointed and a little surprised, because she knew that the country of preoccupation was the country of the ancestors of the Miao tribe where he once lived, she practiced around the sacrifice when she was a child, and she had seen the words of the preoccupied country in the classics many times, although she lost some memories of how she appeared here after understanding the city, but the memory of her childhood was extremely clear.

She muttered, "I should have known when the Scepter reminded me that only things related to the pre-occupied country would make the Scepter react like this, and now although there is only one clue to the sword spike, I can be considered to know that the direction of the exploration is related to this place." ”

Fanghua's words were very light and light, naturally no one heard them, even Yeliu, who was supposed to hear them, had already dissipated, she just suddenly wanted to say it, and said what was in her heart.

Fanghua tucked the sword spike into her arms and patted the scepter gently. "I know you don't usually show your might, but you actually chose to bring me over, if you don't take me back, it won't be interesting enough."

The scepter remained unmoved, as if it were a normal dead thing.

Fanghua turned around, with her back to the scepter, and at this time, her warm eyes also revealed some little wildness, and said: "Hey, it seems that next time something happens, I will never follow you, even if you want to leave, I will not let you drag me away." ”

After speaking, he glanced back at the scepter, and the scepter at this moment had turned into a long sword that he first saw, the Hongxin Sword.

I saw it 'grandeland' sounding straight out, and a few words were carved on the rock.

Fanghua smiled and nodded, "Good, good, good," when the corners of her mouth smiled, it was so gentle, so kind, so cute.

Hongxin's long sword, with a whoosh, brought up a gust of air current, and swept Fanghua on his body, so one person and one sword went straight to the sky.

This was the happiest thing she had ever done during this time, because she found that she might not be alone again, at least this scepter, with the spirit of the same person, and she could say a lot of things in the future. There is no need to think about being alone when she was a child, staying quietly, although her adoptive father is very good, think of this. She thought of her adoptive father, and she thought of her father.

"Xiao Hongxin, I promise you, I will definitely find the reason for the disappearance of this clan."

Fang Hua lay quietly on top of the long sword, because she knew that when the sword stopped, it would be the place where she would participate in the alchemy god competition.

I don't know if it's still too late.