The purple snake seemed to have no intention of fighting, and the red letter swallowed, seizing the opportunity to entangle He Yu. The powerful force of tightening inward made He Yu feel like his body was about to be crushed for a while, gritted his teeth and endured it, his left hand was sharply erected, and a golden light was injected. The black sword sword qi stood up, and He Yu desperately stabbed at Shuowei who was wrapped around his body.

The purple snake sizzled in pain, and its instinctive long body tightened, and the force of the tightening made He Yu feel that his eyes were dark. He was thrown out of the way.

He Yu immediately slammed into the ground, shaking his chest, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a drop of blood red. The purple snake glared angrily, looked at the wounds on his body, as if he was furious, and with a swing of his tail, he drove Ling Ling to face him head-on.

"Bump...", and the stones flew sideways into the air. Saying that it was too late, He Yu covered his chest with his right hand, endured the pain, held up the black sword with his left hand, and dodged Shuowei's attack with all his might. Looking at the scattered rocks, he was sweating profusely, and his frowning brow was slightly relaxed.

At that moment, the purple snake swung up, and the snake's tail swept over again.

There was another loud bang. "Bump..."He Yu had to grit his teeth, and jumped to the side again, avoiding it.

"Bump..."

"Bump... Bump..."

"Bump... Bumper ....."

In the face of the purple snake, regardless of the wound, he went crazy, and his tail danced wildly, attacking ferociously again and again. He Yu didn't expect it, it can be said that it is the first time he has seen such a fierce and vindictive guy. He was out of breath, desperately trying to dodge, barely able to fight back.

He Yu wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and saw the purple snake swaying in a snake posture, quickly pressing towards him. He struggled to get up from the ground, suddenly full of anger, fearlessly looking at the purple snake with a smug face, spitting out red letters, the bloody mouth was wide open, revealing sharp fangs, infinitely vicious.

When the fishy wind hit his face, He Yu closed his nose uncomfortably, almost thinking that when the other party opened his mouth to eat him, he was about to raise his sword to fight back. Clinker, the purple snake seems to have known for a long time, his eyes are shining, and his body is shocked. He Yu only felt the ground tremble under his feet, and the long tail of the purple snake swept away. The ground in front of him seemed to be drawn a horizontal line, and above the horizontal line, the stones that were thrown like a wall, three-dimensional in the air, pressed heavily against him.

He couldn't retreat, and the sword crossed his chest, and the sacrificial sword blocked it. However, this sword is ordinary and mediocre. Although he used magic techniques to activate and inject mana, he was completely unable to exert his power. Unable to dodge, the wall-shaped stones hit and pressed down, and He Yu fell hard in front of the ancient well.

"Poof—" he let out a mouthful of crimson uncontrollably.

The crimson liquid suddenly soaked his closet, and the lifeless black sword in his chest...

The purple snake's eyes were shining with resentful light, spitting out red letters proudly, swinging its long tail, "Sizzle..." He Yu gasped with difficulty, looked at the purple snake swimming over, held the black sword, and slowly got up. Holding on to his crumbling body, he suddenly smiled strangely and fell to the ancient well behind him.

The ancient well is lonely, and it has been hundreds of years in the blink of an eye. Who in the world will voluntarily sink into the bottom, and who is willing to sleep with it...

In the darkness, dotted with stars, no one noticed his chest, and where he fell, a black sword lit up slightly. The darkness that had been dormant for a long time seemed to be reviving little by little. As the only one in this loneliness gradually appears, magnifying the light.

And it, the owner who closed his eyes and fell into it, apparently did not notice. Its dull flat body is transforming little by little. Blended into the blood of the master, there were tiny, flame-like lights dripping through the darkness.

The bright red liquid swam like a fish, igniting a silent darkness wherever it passed.

Slowly, gradually, the black body of the sword burst out one after another of light that was not weak, and then the light dispersed into a line shape. The cracked black burned like chunks receded. The black sword was suspended in the air, and the slight shaking at the beginning emitted a sporadic light.

Gradually, the sound grew louder and louder, and the sound of vibration seemed to alarm all the things in this deep ancient well and announce its rebirth. Shoots out a ray of light in mid-air. The blazing light of fire rotated, suddenly shot into the air, in a sharp turn in the air, in the bright light, the brilliance appeared, the staggered silver lines, the light flowed brightly.

Under that brilliance, it is as bright as a mirror and as cold as the moon. The sword body ignited like a flame of water and earth, and the dazzling light instantly reflected the sky above the entire ancient well, like a blue sea and blue sky. It was unbelievable that the light of the flame, which was originally like water, looked like a thin layer of ice on the wall, and it was extremely cold.

It's new, it's not the same again. "Zheng Zheng...", the Savior's heart was heartbroken, and at the moment He Yu fell to the ground, it galloped down into the air, stopped under him, slowly lifted his body, and gently stopped on the ground.

At the same time, the light of its whole body was extinguished, and its flowing brilliance was obscured, and it lay quietly beside him, accompanying him.

The sky, a sword and a person, just lay there like that, relying on each other.

Who opened the eyes that had gone through suffering in this silence, and who watched them from this mottled ancient well, with a sigh of amazement.

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Suddenly it snowed in the sky, and the cold wind blew, and it was cold to the bone.

"Giggles... Giggles..."

In the snow, wrapped in a red cotton jacket, the swaddling baby looked at the white snowflakes rising from the sky, snuggling and giggling alone. Shaking the silver bell in his little hand makes a nice sound of jingle bell.

The black and white eyes are as pure and immaculate as the snow falling from the sky. has not been stained by the world at all, and ignorant that no one cares about being thrown under the ice at this moment.

"Huh?" heard footsteps, from far to near.

The abandoned infant seemed to sense something, and opened a pair of large, translucent eyes, and then saw a resolute-looking man holding him up. The man looked at him, and then looked around, as if he were looking for something, and as if he was wondering about something.

Turning around, the man's eyes fell into his arms, only to find that the baby in his arms was white and tender, very cute, and cute.

At the same time, the person who was abandoned in his heart looked at him with a strong stare in his arms, stretching out his small palm, as if trying to grasp something. He couldn't help himself, and between his eyebrows and eyes unreservedly revealed a strong warmth that was not in line with usual, and leaned over his face.

saw that the little baby suddenly stretched out his chubby little hand and grabbed the short hair on the side of the man's cheeks, and squeaked and laughed.

"Oops. Don't, don't. The man screamed in pain. "You little thing, I can't see that you are still so naughty and tight, why don't you pick anything, but you have to pick the beautiful beard that the Taoist priest has kept for a long time. He held him in his right hand, and hurriedly pulled away the baby's little hand with his left hand, but he smiled heartily: "... That's fine. I was able to meet you in this icy and snowy world, and it was the first time that I was pulled by your little ghost, and it was also fate. In the future, you will follow the Taoist priest me!"

"It's just that, little ghost, if you enter my Ye Jian Sect, you won't be so naughty in the future. He approached the baby's white little face and pretended to keep it up. The young baby thought that the other party was just laughing, giggled, waved his two little hands, and only heard a bigger oops, and the beautiful beards on both sides of the man had been grabbed by the little guy, and he pulled them to both sides happily.

"Hey. You little ghost..."The man hugged the baby in his arms tightly, shook his head and smiled: "Let you stop talking about you, you are still biased, you won't listen to what the teacher just said..."

He laughed and turned to the south of the snow forest with the baby.

Snow was falling from the sky, gradually covering his footprints...

"Master..."He Yu muttered and opened his eyes, the fog in his eyes accumulating.