"I won't!" The low voice, without the usual gentleness, but with an aggressive momentum, the ice-blue eyes looked directly at the girl in front of him, as if revealing demagogic magic, in an instant, swayed Mu Chujian's thoughts.

The corners of his lips tugged slightly, he smiled coldly, and the next moment his eyebrows twisted, and he stabbed forward with his sword.

"Rong Xue, don't-"

When she saw Liu Chengfeng's painfully distorted face, Mu Chujin exclaimed, she hurriedly lowered her head, the snowy sword blade penetrated the chest of the man in front of her, the blood stained the embroidered green placket, dyed Mu Chujian's transparent eyes, and the crimson warm blood fell to the ground drop by drop along the tip of the sword, and then turned into a flowing stream, converging into a long red line.

"Nope! No, no, no......" The slender white hand blocked the bleeding wound, but the blood seemed to be against her, and it couldn't be wiped clean, "For what?" What could happen for Lang? ”

"Hibiscus...... Don't move, let me take a good look at you......" The flustered little hand was held by a wide and cold hand, he looked at her and smiled slightly, his dark eyes seemed to carry the brilliance of the world, dazzling and bright.

Rhinestone's eyes were full of tears, Mu Chujin looked at the man in front of him blankly, his heart was full of soreness, astringency, as if he had lost his loved ones in the world, as if he was missing the only support in the world, he was like a tree, steadily holding up his own sky, because of him, his childhood had sunshine, because of him, his cold and lonely character gradually had a temperature, because of him, he knew that there was a feeling in the world that could last forever and could be relied on for a long time......

She looked at him with teary eyes, watching his body gradually become transparent and disappear, and the surrounding scene quickly changed, there was no wooden house, no river, only a blank white world, the only falling snowflakes......

Mu Chujin turned around suddenly, as if he suddenly thought of something, and the moment he saw the man in white again, his eyes seemed to be clear, he stood coldly in the snow, his black hair was messy and flying, a pair of ice blue eyes stared at her coldly, the corners of his pale and shallow lips were tightly pursed, and the soft sword in his right hand was still tightly clutched in his hand, and there was not even a drop of blood on it.

"Thank you!" With a cold voice, Mu Chujin looked at the man in the snow, her eyelashes drooped, covering the emotions flowing in her eyes, if it weren't for him, she would probably stay in the illusion forever until she disappeared, transparent, the wooden house, the river, and even Liu Chengfeng were all fake, it was her own demons who were doing it, should she admire the magic of the fire fox? Take advantage of the deepest desires of the human heart, present it according to it, trap your body and mind, until you die willingly, disappearing forever in the world, leaving no trace.

"No!" In a cold tone, the ice blue eyes were still looking at the girl in the snow, I don't know if it was too far away, or if the scene was too hazy, Mu Chujin suddenly caught a moment of sadness in the blue eyes.

He's still mustard! The parting of life and death between himself and Liu Chengfeng just now, although it was an illusion, but it was a real expression of feelings, he saw it, he saw it really, but he just stood aside and watched quietly, without interjecting a word, as if he was an outsider, watching the people in the bureau struggling, and he didn't care, just watched, looked quietly, as if all he saw was a dead thing, and his emotions did not change at all.

Thinking of this, Mu Chujin suddenly felt that her chest was suffocated, swollen, so uncomfortable, she hated his coldness, hated his casualness, hated the mask he wore to her, she always tried her best to tear off his gentle mask, to see if the face under the mask was as calm as it was on the surface, but it was always unsatisfactory.

"The phantom array is going to break, let's go!" He turned, not looking at her, and walked straight to the vague exit, where a corner of the cave emerged.

Mu Chujin raised his heels, his eyes were slightly lost, how could he be like this, was he jealous? Looking at the long figure, there was a little joy in his heart, he still cared, although it would not be obvious to express it, but if you look closely, you can still find it.

"Hatsuhibiscus, if that's all true, how do you choose......"

A soft sigh floated out of thin air, with a rich sorrow that could not be dissolved, with the flying snowflakes and the strong wind, disappeared into the illusion......

Wen Tun's voice was familiar to Mu Chujin, although the words were vague and hazy, but she was in her ears, her footsteps paused, raised her eyebrows, and whispered to the dusty sky: "If there is really such an ending, even if I, Mu Chujin, risk my life, I will not let it happen." Of course, to strangle it in the cradle and take precautions, it is what she Mu Chujin should do, since she can't master it, then take the initiative to prevent it.

The answer, unexpected, and as if expected, made the corners of the man in white's lips hook, and the bottom of his eyes drew a bright streamer.

Mu Chujin raised her head again, the white shadow in front of her was gone, and not even a corner of her clothes was left for her, what was going on? What about Rong Xue?

When she was puzzled, the dusty sky swept through a strong white light, and a snow-white dragon circled upward, heading straight for the nine heavens, and suddenly, the dragon's head turned, stared at her, and swung its tail towards the exit.

The snow-white sky fell in an instant, as if it was a faded oil painting, falling piece by piece, the snow under his feet collapsed rapidly, and the surrounding scene gradually faded and disappeared, Mu Chujin suddenly realized that the phantom array had been broken! However, what about the wind and snow?

The water eyes stared at the direction in which the snow dragon disappeared, and she was at a loss, she could never forget the look when the dragon looked back, strong and affectionate, and full of undissolved sorrow, like a blue liquid, slowly overflowing, carefully stranded at the bottom of the sea.

The clear cave, the chaotic mountain rocks, the stone foam, the dust in the air, as if it was a long-standing gunsmoke, Mei Ji held on to the stone wall, breathing and leaning on the wall.

"The people of the Nalan Clan's Snow Dragon Clan are really ruthless enough, but it's a pity that the last emperor is mediocre and incompetent, and he was defeated in the hands of Mu Yetian, and he has achieved the current Mu State, tsk tsk......"

"Enough is enough!" With a raised eyebrow, the man standing on the stone statue looked coldly at Mei Ji, who was still breathing, there was no trace of temperature under his eyes, and his face was indifferent like a stubborn stone.

"Nope!" Mei Ji screamed suddenly, and the blood flowing from the corner of her mouth melted into her fiery red clothes, and there was no trace of blood to be seen, but the front placket was wet. "You can't kill me!"

"Oh? Tell why? Simple words, without a trace of emotion, the ice-blue eyes stared directly at the trembling red shadow.

"Because ......" Mei Ji gritted her teeth, she was gambling, betting that the man in front of her hadn't rescued Mu Chujin yet, her expression was grim, "Only I can break the phantom array!" Looking up, he looked up at the elegant man standing in the distance, his red eyes flashing.