"What's wrong?" The first time she heard Tang Xi call her name, she felt that something was wrong, and when she looked back, she was so frightened that she was sitting in the snow, and she couldn't make a sound.

The scene in front of her made Tang Xi stunned, not to mention that a little Taoist aunt like her was not frightened and fainted, and she was really brave. Ziqing's soul was floating in the clearing, her hair was scattered, her face was pale, and she seemed to be crying.

Tang Xi settled down and was about to walk over, but found that the corner of his clothes was being pulled by someone, and the man was looking at him with pitiful eyes, Tang Xi smiled and patted the woman's hand: "Don't panic, you are optimistic about Xun, I'll take a look." ”

After all, he was a person who had seen the world and knew that a vicious battle was inevitable, so Tang Xi was extremely calm, walked over gently, and called in a low voice: "Ziqing? ”

The woman suddenly stopped sobbing and moved her head slowly, her black hair scattered next to her face. And the face that is revealed has no facial features at all! The pale face has long lost its eyebrows, eyes, nose and mouth, which frightened Tang Xi.

Nian Tong didn't know the severity, and was about to come over, but was stopped by Tang Xi, and just stood in place.

Tang Xi turned his head and smiled at Ziqing: "Your Xun, I've found it." Ziqing, I don't know if I can ask you, about ......" Before he finished speaking, he only felt that the murderous aura around him had suddenly increased, and the soul had begun to drift, Nian Tong was already a little calm at the moment, but when he saw the face without facial features, his heart inevitably trembled, and he knew that he couldn't help anything by the side, so he ran back and protected the Xun tightly.

Tang Xi's stick is still a bit of a foretaste. At that time, the head of the beggar gang was developing a new weapon, and he happened to get a high-grade jade, which was spent on this stick, but unfortunately it was not refined into the way he wanted it most, but it was also considered the best, so he was ready to reward it to his disciples. It just so happened that Tang Xi had a great contribution at the martial arts conference at that time, so he gave it to Tang Xi as a matter of course. Usually he doesn't take it out to fight, it's not that it's a lot of treasures, but he doesn't need it at all, and occasionally he will use him to carry the burden, and he has never seen this treasure in his eyes. Now he is fighting with Na Ruolan in the air, and the stick makes a sound in the air. Tang Xi felt that it sounded very pleasant, and immediately gave it the elegant name of "Wind and Snow Dog Stick" in his heart.

Even though it is a good spirit to have fun in suffering, but after all, Na Ziqing has a hundred years of cultivation, and he is very resentful, seeing that he can't keep fighting this fight, he has nothing to worry about, he really can't fight, just run. But at this time, there was still an oil bottle beside him, and he still had to fight it.

"Drag Oil Bottle" was a little anxious next to him, but suddenly thought of something, and said loudly: "Tang Xi! Blow the tune! Blow that man's tune! ”

In the midst of the wind and snow, it was hard to hear what she said, Tang Xi only had a bitter melon on his face: "I don't have extra hands, I really lack skills." This is very difficult. ”

Nian Tong became more and more anxious, seeing that Tang Xi seemed to be at a disadvantage, he gritted his teeth and pulled out his sword, facing Ziqing is burst of sword energy. Sure enough, Ziqing was a little nervous because of this sudden attack, so she hurriedly changed the target of the attack and let Tang Xi go for the time being.

"Hurry up, I'll hold on first!" Nian Tong chanted a spell to summon a void sword to attack Ziqing, but it was easily avoided.

"You aunt!" Tang Xi gritted his teeth, and secretly scolded her in his heart for being stupid, an enemy he couldn't beat, she was actually not afraid of death and attracted that unjust soul. But knowing that this was a helpless move, he had to grit his teeth and take out the Xun in his arms, carefully remembering what tune the man blew that day.

Nian Tong retreated one after another, and then there was almost no room to fight back, blood smeared from the corners of her mouth, and drop by drop stained her white Taoist robe, but she still held her sword and insisted. She felt pain all over her body, much more pain than in Ruoxu's acupoint, as if the cells in her body were about to explode.

However, in the next second, the blue light around suddenly skyrocketed, and a powerful force dispersed, and Na Ziqing was instantly ejected a few feet away. The last move is also a desperate fight.

Infinite is too empty.

The whole world suddenly fell silent, only Tang Xi's voice playing Xun was particularly beautiful. Ziqing's soul began to quiet down, and gradually sat on the ground, and her body began to become solid little by little from transparent, and even her facial features were revealed. Indeed, it was what they saw yesterday.

Tang Xi took the crumbling Niantong with one hand, put away the Xun in his hand, frowned and was about to reprimand, but heard Na Ziqing speak.

"Young man... Can you give me his Xun? ”