"Do you think we're going to give up if we say that?" I whispered coldly, turned around and took the hand of the snow, and walked briskly in the direction of the window. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Follow me." I said to Feng Xue, and with a wave of my hand, the windows in front of me were shattered, and the broken glass slag reflected the light and flew down in all directions.

Taking advantage of the gap in the middle, I stepped on the windowsill, holding the hilt of the sword that I had taken out of the treasure bag in the morning, and under the injection of huge spiritual power, the blade of the sword emitted a strange light that I had never seen before. The moment I jumped off the windowsill, the light and shadow flashed in front of me, and countless silk threads comparable to sharp blades wound in my direction.

Without hesitation, he waved his sword, between the lightning and flint, the wind was fierce, and there was a sharp sound in his ears, like countless strings being broken, and the sound was by no means more than three days around the beam, it could simply shock a radius of ten miles.

The sound stopped, the toes tapped, and the feet touched the solid ground. The dust was slightly raised, the wind stopped falling, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, just too hard, so at this time, there was a tingling feeling from the position of the tiger's mouth.

looked around sharply and found that there was no crisis, so he looked back at Feng Xue, who hung his head slightly, supported his knees, and his back was slightly undulating, as if he was adjusting his breathing at this time after a sudden vigorous exercise.

"Are you alright?" I asked Feng Xue, still holding her little hand in my hand, her palm was a little wet and hot, and the pulsation that came from her showed that her heart was beating unusually fast at this time.

"It's a little too exciting." I said to myself, turning around and smoothing her back, trying to make Feng Xue feel better.

"I'm fine." Feng Xue straightened up, with a calm expression on her face, completely different from the pulsating sensation in her hand.

Looking up at the building we had escaped, there was a big hole in the window, which I had just done, and it was pitch black in the window.

"It's not a good place to stay for long, let's leave first." I said to Feng Xue that I was going to take her away.

The moment he turned around, there was a sudden pain in the position of his back and heart, and when he looked ahead, his pupils suddenly narrowed, and he could feel that the blood on his face was like peeling, obviously fading layer by layer.

I looked back in disbelief, my eyes locked on Feng Xue's cold face. Obviously, there was a warm touch in her palm, but her face was unusually cold, as if she was looking at someone who had nothing to do with her.

Something slowly pulled out of my back, blood exposed to the air, and soon cold air poured into my body. The plain white hand held the dyed dagger, and the blood marked the dark lines of the dagger more and more obviously. The blood that splattered from the dagger spurted onto her hand like a red flower in the snow.

My brows furrowed deeply, I looked at her in confusion, I don't know why, at this time, I unconsciously pulled the corners of my mouth, with a smile that even I didn't understand, my voice trembled and squeezed out of my vocal cords, and asked Feng Xue: "Do you have... What is the reason? ”

"No, it's just that your time is up, so I'll give you a ride." Feng Xue said with a grim face, and withdrew his hand from my palm.

The body fell backwards involuntarily, and the cold ground touched my wound directly, and the blood was still surging, and the wound twitched and vomited blood. Hot blood poured out of my back, warming the cold of the ground.

"What are you doing this for? No, you're not covered with snow. I said to myself, my eyes still trying to look in the direction of Feng Xue.

Feng Xue walked around my body and came to my side, looking down at me with an indifferent expression, her eyes as if admiring a struggling life, admiring how I was surviving.

"I'm Feng Xue, it's just that you never knew me." Feng Xue said, the corners of her mouth hooked up a cruel smile, and she continued: "I know you won't die now, but how about this painful feeling?" How do you feel? Isn't it the same as last time? Or is it more painful to be stabbed in the back by your beloved? ”

I don't know what she meant by saying this, to see me in pain, or to make me beg her for mercy. I just feel that my body is a little unbearable, but I will not die, because my soul and body are originally separated, so even if my body falls into temporary dormancy, my soul is still a single entity, and I can return to it after my body has been repaired.

"You know I'm not going to die, why do I do it? Is it to wait for my soul to come out and kill my soul as well? If you are a snow blocker, you should know that this is not possible. I said to her, my throat was dry and sore.

"Of course I know that, so I'm not doing it now." Feng Xue said, got up and took a few steps back. My footsteps circled around me, walking rhythmically step by step, chanting incantations I had never heard before.

I noticed that as she walked, a black streak appeared on the ground, like a drawn charm. When Feng Xue returned to his place, he drew a circle right around me.

However, her spell did not stop, and with the rhythm of the spell, I only felt that the ground in the circle began to change, and there was a coolness behind me, as if a black hole had appeared under my back, firmly enclosing my body in my hunting range.

His eyes began to be in a trance, only to feel that his back sank, and his body was tightly bound by something, unable to move, and gradually dyed with ink, and was firmly caught downward.

Feng Xue's cold face was my last impression, but I still had many questions to ask her, and I didn't want to believe that Feng Xue was like this. Something must have controlled her. Although I thought so, what she did made me powerless to refute.

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't imagine that I would be swallowed by this dark formation, and what I couldn't imagine was that the person who arranged this formation turned out to be the snow that was opposite to me.

Should I say that I don't know people clearly, or should I say that I am too deep in my bones, I still don't want to believe that this is the end, and I don't want to believe what Feng Xue did.

Where will it go next? Maybe it's the chaos of nothingness. Slipped through the fragments of the past, the surroundings have become dark, will I also be a part of the darkness by then, or will I remain the same as before?

Although my body is about to stop running, my consciousness is still running, and this is the benefit of separating the body from the soul. I laughed at myself that even if my body died, my consciousness would still awaken after silence, in endless darkness...... (To be continued.) )