Chapter 395: Escape from the Great Disaster
"A gathering of smoke and snow—"
Against the luck of Yuan Gong, the diffuse frozen gas backtracked, and forcibly returned to the end of the sword. Just when the ice wall of the previous move was broken, the cold sword of Yue Tian was lucky, and he used the sword to reveal the evil spirit of the coffin!
After the blessing of the ice and snow, the cold and cold fangs of sin are revealed. The evil qi was consumed by the Ice Heart Jade Seal, and although its strength was greatly reduced, it still had an unworldly strong brute force.
The two collided in mid-air, and they did not disperse from each other.
Suddenly, Yue Tianhan's face changed slightly. I saw that the sword body of the Cleansing Sin Han Fang was slightly bent, and the ice crystals gradually melted away like molting, but the strength of the coffin finger did not dissipate, forcing him to take half a step back.
Behind him were Poinsettia Mei and others, and Yue Tianhan knew that he had no way out.
"Drink."
With a cheer, Yue Tianhan held the hand of the sword and then assisted by Hai Yuan Gong. Suddenly, the chill condensed, and the finger force was returned, only to hear a gentle "boom" in mid-air, the ice crystals completely exploded, and the coercion of the coffin finger disappeared in an instant.
The force on the blade of the sword suddenly decreased, and Yue Tianhan immediately withdrew his sword. At the same time, Ghost Xiao Changyuan looked at each other coldly, and his body did not move at all.
He put his hands behind his back and said nothing. Facing this person who carried a move, his eyes were still unwavering.
But after Yue Tianhan collected his sword, he seemed to remember something.
"Are you...... Elven people? He asked, frowning.
Such a move is endowed with a move that starts with the word "Shake the Spirit...... It made him extremely familiar, as if it suddenly stirred waves in his mind, and made him remember a piece of history many years ago.
Poinsettia Mei said behind him: "The elf orphan is here to avenge the clansmen back then." ”
Yue Tianhan got the confirmation of Poinsettia Plum, rolled his eyes, and smiled slightly.
Ghost Xiao Changyuan listened to the two of them and knew it clearly.
"Elven blood debt, I'll get it back for them." He sneered, "How are you doing?" Do you keep fighting? ”
His words were pressing step by step, but Yue Tianhan always kept his original face unchanged.
He spread his hands, smiled and said, "No, I'm here to take people away." If you want to keep fighting, I think that hot buddy is more suitable for your opponent. ”
This sentence, the moment it entered the ears of the ghost howling Changyuan, it seemed to make him shake all over.
Hot ...... Could it be him?
“…… Is that the one, Plunder Chongming? His eyes flashed with anger, resentment, excitement, and so on, but in the end it only melted into a simple suspense.
Yue Tianhan nodded: "It's him." Only this time he came a little slower, but it should be not long after me. ”
Ghost Xiao Changyuan this time, the back of his hand trembled slightly. His face was silent for a while, and then he suddenly raised his face and smiled: "Hehe, hehehe." Good, great. ”
The distant sky was already white, and the color of the dawn was stretching at the foot of the mountain. Ghost Xiao Changyuan's eyes were slightly blurred, as if he had seen the figure of Plunder Chongming, on the opposite side of the distant mountain.
"So......" Yue Tianhan tried to say again.
"Let's go." Unexpectedly, Ghost Xiao Changyuan waved his hand at them bluntly.
Poinsettia Plum, Moon Ginseng and others were a little surprised. originally thought that he would definitely die, but he didn't expect him to let them go so easily now.
Poinsettia Mei's eyes revealed a little deep look: "Plunder the heavy ......"
Although Yue Tianhan remained silent, he also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It's good to divert his attention, otherwise even if he takes the next move, I'm afraid it won't be so simple and leave.
He reflexively lifted Poinsettia Plum's arm and placed it on his shoulder. Kouwufu also leaned over and held his other arm, barely making Poinsettia a little less painful.
Ghost Xiao Changyuan looked at their embarrassed appearance, and suddenly felt that the fatigue just now came back again.
Xiao Wuye watched them jump off the bow of the boat and leave them step by step, and his heart was a little complicated. But he knew there was no need to ask the Shadow Master, because he had never regretted what he had done.
The four of them turned into the jungle next to them and disappeared from the vision of the Ghost Howling Abyss.
The light of the morning sun slowly rose, and at this moment, it illuminated the already chaotic river. It also illuminated the pupils of the two silent men in the bow of the ship.
Behind the Lord of the Shadows, he was also thinking about something.
After a long time, the call of the shadow lord came from his ears: "Let's go...... It's time to go back. ”
Xiao Wuye looked up, and what he saw was still the indifferent face of Ghost Howling Changyuan. His body was enveloped in light, and he looked well-defined, yet so unfamiliar.
However, he has always been his most loyal actor.
Nodding slightly, Ghost Howling Changyuan stepped over his side, and Xiao Wuye immediately followed behind the Shadow Lord.
The two of them glanced into the distance, then walked one after the other, and walked away at the same time.
The mud is almost dry. In the middle of the chaotic river, there was only a towering bow of a ship, standing silently in the wind, like a broken horn, and the sun sprinkled all over the dry mud on it.
…………
Flowing down the river, on one side is a dense forest. The surface of the river is as wide as a stretched canvas.
The blood mist is overlapping, and the blood mist is still thick and pervasive where the war has not been experienced. Red like flowing blood, hanging high in the treetops, soaked in the dirt, like the ruler of the doomsday.
Hidden by the forest, two injured figures leaned against the beach.
"Woo......"
With a heavy murmur, the girl slowly opened her eyes first.
Breathing in the moist breath of the air and the smell of blood mist, Tu Yu quickly woke up, but the back of his head was still faintly painful.
Maybe it was because I hit my head on the board of the boat when I was washed off the boat yesterday......
She sat up slowly with a bitter face, and the sand below her was very soft. The sand was cool and soaked in water stains, and it felt very comfortable.
She quickly remembered what happened last night, and then saw Fu Yunge, who was still unconscious by her side.
He was clinging to him, unconscious. It looked like he had a little pain on his face, and he didn't know if something had happened to him in his dream.
Tu Yi immediately looked around, but there was nothing in this place.
Suddenly remembering her own skills, she hurriedly looked down at her palms. The original acupuncture points have been coagulated and healed, which means that her body is no longer martial arts.
"Woo, it's ......so fast," she pouted, as if she was a little dissatisfied with her body, "I obviously want to hold on a little longer......"
However, complaining is complaining, and she can't help it. After all, this method cannot be used too much, otherwise, according to my father's words, it will be "unpredictable harm".
She rested for a while, feeling as if she hadn't been hurt much. With a little adjustment, she was able to slowly stand up.
Looking at Fu Yunge beside her, she also felt a little proud.
After thinking about it for a while, seeing that Fu Yunge had not woken up for a long time, she decided to help him deal with any external injuries first.