He knew that she didn't want to go out, so he gently persuaded her: "Well, it's better for you to be at the entrance of the cave." Originally, I chose the cave mansion here to facilitate the detection of every move in the Black Dragon Temple, and today is the most likely for Duan Mengrou to come. We've traveled so much that maybe something has gone far beyond our expectations. ”

Hu Xianxian let go of him and reluctantly walked towards the entrance of the cave, a cool breeze blew outside the cave, Hu Xianxian turned around and asked: "She deliberately made people stir up trouble in the city, just to delay our return to Yizhuang, so as to take away your seal?" ”

"No matter what she will do, tonight's storm will inevitably cause me to break my soul."

Cheng Haofeng saw that she was looking at herself with some concern, smiled at her and said in a funny tone: "I'm not so ruthless to drive you out in the rain, it's because I'm afraid of thunder, I ask you to help me guard the entrance of the cave so that the thunder doesn't let the thunder come in......."

Hu Xianxian's nose was sour, and her heart was also sour, she held back her tears and asked him: "Don't you need me to stay by your side?" ”

They were all cultivators, of course she understood how serious his situation was, but she didn't want to say more, she preferred him to see the side of her little woman's attitude.

He didn't answer her until a long time later, and his voice was a little choked, "Xianxian, promise me to stay outside." If I'm okay tomorrow morning, I'll come to you. If I don't make it, don't come to see me, just go by yourself. I don't want you to see me miserable and embarrassed......"

Hu Xianxian tried her best to keep her mind calm, but her voice was still uncontrollable and cried: "I listen to you and keep watch at the entrance of the cave." I'll wait for you to come to see me tomorrow morning, if you don't come, I'll always stand at the entrance of the cave, even if I turn to stone, I won't leave!" ”

It was completely dark, and the wind blew harder and harder. The cypress grove made a "clucking" sound in the wind, like a hungry monster finally catching its prey, and the excitement and laughter when it was about to swallow it.

Hu Xianxian has been bold since she was a child, and she has never been afraid of thunder and lightning, even if she is in Qingqiu Country, she is more tragic than afraid of dying. At this moment, she was afraid of the rumbling thunder, because he would be afraid.

The blinding electric light pierced the night, but instead of light, darker and thicker clouds were accumulating.

The thunder hadn't sounded yet, and for a short moment she was waiting for the thunder to sound like a criminal waiting for the verdict to be announced. Knowing that there will be a serious crime verdict, he still looks forward to a 1 in 10,000 chance with a hint of luck.

The thunder finally sounded, and God didn't give her that one in 10,000 chance. Cheng Haofeng's miserable howl and thunder sounded at the same time, and the two sounds were mixed together to make Hu Xianxian's eardrums tremble.

Even if she is a cultivator who is not low, it is difficult for her to bear the pain of her soul. At this time, she was ringing in her ears like a frail old man. She hugged her head tightly, trying to avoid this feeling of dizziness, palpitations and tinnitus, but she couldn't avoid it.

The thunder was unstoppable, and there was endless coercion from the sky and the earth at the same time, and she was very afraid that she would lose Cheng Haofeng. She heard his screams of pain weakening, and she couldn't help but look back at him.

The cave is deep and wide, and she can't see him.

She wanted to go into the cave, but she was afraid that he would be unhappy. He must not want to let himself see his embarrassed appearance if he takes dignity so seriously. Since I promised him, let's pay close attention to the unexpected that may occur.

There was another thunderclap, and he let out a terrible scream, a low hiss coming from the bottom of his throat. This sound is not made by the resonance of the mouthpiece, but is already unconscious, and only instinctively screams in pain in a comatose state.

This voice rubbed Hu Xianxian's heart, and she no longer felt dizzy and tinnitus, but felt that the world was spinning. She bit her lower lip to steady herself, and then walked into the hole—even if he blamed himself later, it would be better than the fear of the fear that suddenly lost his.

The sight she saw when she entered the cave left her mind blank for a moment, and she stood still. She didn't know what to do, she didn't cry, but the tears kept flowing down like a wellspring.

Cheng Haofeng's Heavenly Soul and Earth Soul clones fought fiercely in the cave, eager to kill each other. The vicious trick is used without mercy, and the move is deadly. Originally, it was a doppelganger, no one was weaker than the other, and the fight was inextricable, and the fight was extremely fierce.

The clones of this monk are also familiar with the opponent's attack path, and they know that they can't avoid the opponent's attack, so they are all tricks to attack. It's all hard-hitting moves, no blocking, and no avoidance.

The walls of the cave were littered with the marks of swords and staff colliding during the fight, and the pitted dents looked like hollow eyes. The bottom of the cave wall was covered with bloody nail scratches, which were left by Cheng Hao's indiscriminate scratching when the wind was in unbearable pain.

Hu Xian Xian Muran's eyes were slightly lively, and she looked at Cheng Haofeng curled up on the ground. He must have been rolling around in pain, his shirt was covered in dust, and he was torn in several places. His hair was completely disheveled, and there were a lot of strands of hair that had fallen out on the ground.

Hu Xianxian's heart seemed to have been hit hard by a heavy hammer, she staggered back a few steps, and bit her hand to calm herself as calmly as possible.

She half-knelt beside him, brushed the messy hair from his face, stroked his bruised and bloodied face, and said softly, "You should explain to me that this soul-splitting pain is that they are going to fight...... We can find a way to separate those two doppelgangers......"

The soft feeling on his face made Cheng Haofeng, who was groaning in a daze, open his eyes slightly, and he moved his fingers.

She pressed lightly to his hand, but she couldn't hold it—his hand was covered in scars, the skin on the back of his hand was torn, and his palms were full of tears. The finger was even more badly wounded, the nails were worn bare, and the tips of the fingers that had turned purple were dripping with blood.

She was afraid of hurting him, so she could only approach him and let him grab her hand.

His fingers ran against the back of her hand, and she thought he was trying to get her to help him up. She sat down on the floor, half-picked him up, and let him recline on her lap and lean against her chest.

He coughed softly, and she straightened him up and patted him on the back.

An extremely low voice came from the bottom of his throat, "I can't separate it...... They are conscious......" Before he could finish speaking, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood and collapsed into her arms.

His eyes were slightly closed, his snort was weak, and his mouth was panting with a shut. She didn't dare to ask any more questions, and her mind went blank as she hugged him.

The two clones were still fighting without knowing the pain or tiredness, and the thunder sounded like a war drum to cheer them on, and they fought a little more fiercely. They fought each other and shot out sparks, which dazzled so brightly that Hu Xianxian's eyes ached.