The wind and snow in the old mausoleum were so strong that ordinary people could not enter it at all.

It's like the Purple Mountain in the West...... Covered in wind and snow, the mountain roads are difficult, and under the will of the Nirvana realm, the rules here have even changed, rebelling against the change of the seasons.

Chu Xuan arranged a formation under the old Ling Mountain, after the first battle of the Xiaoyan Mountain Realm, although the "Wind and Snow Plain" was not directly broken by Tianhai Tower, it was still damaged, and the battle ended, and the Wind and Snow Plain that was brought back to the Great Sui was spread out in the "Old Tomb".

This "field" that has been inherited for a long time in the purple mountain has the power to lock in vitality.

Here, it is precisely where Pei Min's "birth gate" is located.

A bleak, composed of wind and snow gathered into the "ancient coffin", suspended in the air of the old mausoleum wind and snow field, about three feet above the ground, a thick chain, spread in the void, wind and frost climbing, forming ice chips, pulling this ancient coffin, traction, fixing.

The ancient coffin trembled slightly.

The girl in red sitting on the grass in the wind and snow field, her hair is half gray, her appearance has aged a little, but her complexion is still ruddy, and it can still be described as "crane hair and childish face", but there is already a withered atmosphere between the clothes...... In the battle of Tianhailou, she and Shen Yuanjun teamed up to fight against the White Emperor, the details of this battle are not known to the world, but the White Emperor was seriously injured, and the other two must not be much better.

Chu Xuan sat cross-legged, her expression was "melodious", she looked at the swaying ancient coffin, her expression was neither sad nor joyful, in the past five hundred years, she has walked the longest road in the world, and has seen too many gatherings and dispersions in the world, so even if there is colic in her heart, her complexion has not changed much.

The gray hair already says it all.

A red umbrella, inserted next to Chu Xuan, the umbrella body inserted into the frost and snow earth, the scarlet umbrella cloth, in the battle with the White Emperor, was torn apart by the emperor of the Eastern Demon Domain, at this moment it is like a big flag, the flag is soaked in wind and snow and cold, cold stretching, constantly throwing away, as the core of the entire "Wind and Snow Field", the umbrella tip of the "Red Candle" is inserted into the earth, connecting the ancient coffin, as well as Chu Xuan himself...... The faint light swayed beside Chu Xuan.

Red Candle ...... Red Candle ......

She was the red candle that burned.

The scattered hair of the waterfall fell to the ground, the little vitality of the Purple Mountain Lord was constantly passing, and at the end of the mountain and water, he was about to pass the limit, and every breathing time was very important for Chu Xuan...... It's about whether she can survive the catastrophe or not.

But at the moment, she has left everything behind.

Perhaps she already knew the outcome of that catastrophe.

She didn't want to have any regrets in the moment...... In the ice and snow coffin, there was a good-looking girl, her purple clothes were no longer swaying, her sideburns were no longer flying, she was lying in the coffin and fell asleep, a person was as quiet as spring, and there was a faint smile on the corner of her lips.

It's just that the frost and snow on his chest condensed into a withered flower, spreading scarlet sadness.

The girl's time is running out.

The killing intent left by the White Emperor seems to have been soaked in the bone marrow...... This is not only the killing intent, but also some complex avenue artistic conceptions, Chu Xuan studied the death forbidden technique, she knew very well that a cultivator of the level of Emperor Bai wanted to kill a person, then no one would be able to pull him back from the underworld.

The White Emperor didn't want to kill Pei Yatou directly.

He wanted to "torture" her, make her suffer, make the general's mansion suffer too, made countless attempts, and finally failed, and then watched this life wither.

"Sword Collection" and an intangible

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's vitality protects the girl's sea of gods.

This is the reason why Chu Xuan is still trying to inject vitality...... The activity of the physical body is constantly decreasing, and the thinking in the sea of gods is still active, and the girl who is distressed by herself can still think and sense, but she can't speak, and she can't manipulate any part of this body.

It's like a living dead.

The White Emperor's Dao Realm was like a dense blade, blocking the blood in this young body...... There is no way to completely remove it, these Dao realms are beginning to freeze, if the girl's body is "frozen to death", then Da Luo Jinxian will come, and there is nothing to be done.

This is now, the importance of "vitality" to Pei Yatou.

In the midst of the wind and snow, there was another umbrella, propped up.

A white umbrella, like a small white flower.

The person holding the umbrella was not wearing black, he was wearing a light white shirt, and his face was a little pale, which looked very compatible with the frost and snow in the wind and snow field, this was Ning Yi's second time in the wind and snow field.

When he first came, he sent off a very important person in his life.

Xu Zang.

The second time I came, in the snow hall, there was a girl lying down.

He didn't want to send the girl away anymore.

He couldn't afford to lose Pei Lingsu.

"Senior...... I'm late. ”

Ning Yi put away the fine snow with a "snap", inserted it next to the red candle, and then stood beside Chu Xuan, he gently raised a finger and landed on the center of his eyebrows, and the faint golden light strands peeled out from the "word scroll" in the center of his eyebrows, replacing Chu Xuan's strength, and lingering in front of the ancient coffin.

Like fireflies in the wind and snow, they are flying and looming.

Chu Xuan looked at Ning Yi, fifteen days had passed since that war, she knew what had happened, Ning Yi broke through the cage of the Tianhailou realm, and took the northern iron cavalry to "win" the battle.

"You're not too late...... If someone dies, then it's too late. ”

Chu Xuan lowered her eyebrows and stood up, her bones made an old pulling sound, and the vitality returned the same way along the firelight swept from the top of the red candle, and the wisps merged into this petite body, and the traces of aging of the Purple Mountain Lord were wiped out in just a few breaths.

She stretched out her hands and wiped the corners of her eyes, as if smoothing out wrinkles, and lightly erased the traces of time...... In the past five hundred years, she has repeated this action many times, and each time she will return to the childish appearance of her teens, only this time, although her face has returned, the graying of her hair has not regressed.

Half of the head is frosty white, indicating the old age of the mountain owner...... is irreversible.

"I don't want to lose ...... again" Ning Yi stood beside the mountain lord, he looked at the ancient coffin of the wind and snow, stunned, and said with a pretended relaxed tone: "Last time Xu Zang lied to me, he later jumped out of the coffin, I hope this time the girl will be the same." ”

Chu Xuan said softly: "She's dying." ”

Ning Yi sighed in his heart.

"Ten days, twenty days, a month?" Chu Xuan looked at Ning Yi and said calmly: "You have a lot of vitality in you, but it's useless, even if you put my vitality on it, it's useless, she is different from Xu Zang...... Xu Zang took the sword path of a mad demon, and before burning all Shouyuan, he left a path for himself, Xu Zang was willing to go on the road, and she was forced. ”

Chu Xuan repeated the current situation of the girl's body with Ning Yi's original form.

Ning Yi originally had it on his face

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The smile, after listening to it, froze.

He hummed softly, a difficult smile on his face again.

"Shenhai is protected by 'Sword Hide' and 'Vitality'...... Isn't that a good thing?"

Chu Xuan's face was expressionless, and he looked at Ning Yi calmly.

Ning Yi continued.

"At least there is hope...... Isn't that right?"

"It's a bad situation right now...... The girl may have ten days, half a month, a month...... But at least, not now, right?"

His lips were already dry, but now he squeezed out a harsh smile, even more bloodless, and his whole person seemed very withered, and under the heavy snow blowing in the wind and snow field, his shoulders and clothes were covered with snow, like a swaying frost grass.

"You know it in your heart, why do you ask me. ”

Chu Xuan looked at Ning Yi.

She's not a person who can beat around the bush, nor is she a person who can make up lies.

So she said it.

Ning Yi's face turned even paler, and he slowly came to the ancient coffin, looking at the woman's face covered with a thin layer of snow in the coffin, the girl was still smiling stupidly at herself.

Shenhai is frozen.

So there are still thoughts...... She can't see herself, can she hear herself?

Ning Yi said softly: "I won't let you leave." ”

He stretched out a hand and gently put it on the girl's palm, the whole body was cold, like a piece of ice, and the palm of his hand was also, without the slightest temperature, Ning Yi held the white little hand hard.

It's like in a dream.

He spoke again, "I won't let you go......"

There was a pause.

Ning Yi smiled: "You also promised me that you won't leave, so ...... Give me a moment. ”

I don't know if I can hear it.

But these words must be spoken, whether they can be heard or not.

After finishing speaking, Ning Yi fell silent.

He stood in front of the coffin, holding the cold palm, trying to make it warm, and one after another of soft light, like the flowing fire fluorescent light of the Pingding Mountain of Shu Mountain, swayed and surrounded the two.

Ning Yi asked softly, "When you wake up, let's go and get married, okay?"

Chu Xuan was stunned.

She looked at this white-clothed figure, and suddenly felt a little sad and a little trance.

Many years ago, I seemed to have heard familiar words.

The red umbrella inserted in the snowfield swayed gently, and the cloth surface swayed.

A mellow voice rippled in Chu Xuan's mind.

"When I come back, let's get married, okay......"

It's been many years.

She has been waiting in Purple Mountain for many years.

Chu Xuan looked at Ning Yi distractedly, the young man in white, holding the girl's palm tightly, as if he wanted to get some kind of response...... But the sea of gods is frozen, and all he can wait for is silence.

Wind and snow whimper.

The girl was laughing.

Ning Yi leaned down gently, this time, the lips were no longer soft, but cold, he trembled his fingers, pinched the girl's face, and said with a smile: "I had a long dream, I have a chance to tell you." ”

No response, not at all.

Behind Ning Yi, a trance sound came.

Chu Xuan paused word by word and said, "Perhaps...... There is another way. ”

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