(PS1: No one can stop the pace of growth, but while gaining, you will also lose a lot.) ()ps2: Every time you create prosperity, you will die for a longer period of desolation. ）

Dead branches, bloodstains, corpses, and the sound of the wind constitute an extremely cold and silent picture.

The smell of blood drifted away with the cold wind, and the snow was full of messy footprints.

Ning Xichen half-knelt on the ground, his head bowed, and the muscles on his face trembled a little because of the pain in his body.

Although the blood in his body was slowly draining, and although the hand holding the knife was numb, Ning Xichen still did not fall.

Not falling means still alive, which is beyond the expectations of the Master of Silence.

There is always something surprising about the unexpected.

Turning his head to look at Yan Hu, the Master of Silence sneered and whispered, "There are not many people who are immortal by my sword piercing the chest, this person is mine." ”

"Don't forget what we're here for. Hearing the playfulness in Master Silence's words, Yan Hu frowned and said with a little displeasure, and after speaking, he glanced at the carriage that was still galloping.

Luo Xiyue in the carriage said a word to the door at this time, a very light word, Luo Xiyue said, "Peony, stop." Ning Blueberry was held in Luo Xiyue's arms at this time, although Ning Blueberry was a little scared when he looked at the skeleton symbol of the thief group outside, but his eyes were still clear and unobstructed.

She grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly, wanting to make her fast-beating heart quieter, but in the end, Ning Blueberry found that it was superfluous for her to pretend to be calm at the moment, so she raised her head, looked at Luo Xiyue, and said softly, Mother, I'm afraid.

Luo Xiyue didn't speak, just looked at the carriage that was still running, shouted a word of peony again, and stopped.

Peony's hand holding the carriage stiffened, but she didn't listen to Luo Xiyue's words, and shouted with a coquettish voice, Peony grabbed the whip on the side, and the horse accelerated and ran forward - Peony tightened her lips, her eyes were already moist, and through the misty eyes, Peony had even seen the grass clippings on the heads of the thieves in front of her, and saw the figure reflected on the knife held by the thieves.

The people of the Skeleton Thieves stood there silently, their eyes looking through the carriage into the distance, looking at Yan Hu outside the official road in the distance.

Yan Hu looked at the Silent Master on the side.

"Don't worry, they won't be able to run. Master Silence looked at the departing carriage and said lightly, after speaking, Master Silence looked at Ning Xichen, who had already shaken his feet, and became fascinated.

Thinking of the purpose here, Yan Hu couldn't help but feel a kind of disgust towards the Master of Silence, in Yan Hu's opinion, acting rashly is a manifestation of incompetence, but ...... Master Silence did this, Yan Hu had no reason or courage to say anything, thinking of this plan, Yan Hu couldn't help but sigh secretly, but he didn't show any dissatisfaction with Master Silence - the truth of beating a dog to see the master Yan Hu understood, thinking of the forces behind Master Silence...... Yan Hu couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.

Although Master Kull said not to worry, Yan Hu didn't think so, so he whispered that I will chase the carriage first, and I didn't care what Master Kull wanted to do.

Yan Hu's figure floated up, like an unpredictable wind, faster than a galloping horse, and seemed to soon come to the side of the luxurious carriage.

Ning Xichen, who was standing firmly, did not look at the wound on his chest, as if the bleeding body at the moment had nothing to do with him, and glanced back at the carriage that was about to rush out of the circle of thieves, and the corners of Ning Xichen's mouth unconsciously showed a smile - if Luo Xiyue could get out of the predicament, then, in Ning Xichen's opinion, his sacrifice was worth it, and he had no regrets.

Hearing a gust of wind in his ears, Ning Xichen, who turned his head, saw a fluttering figure.

The big tree that Yan Hu threw just now was stopped by Ning Xichen, and now seeing that Yan Hu wanted to cross over to intercept the carriage, the corners of Ning Xichen's mouth showed a cold smile - this is a smile that can only be shown by soldiers who have experienced countless battlefields, with a little cold-bloodedness, with a little pride, and even a little determination and killing intent.

Glancing up at the sky, Ning Xichen looked at Yan Hu, who was about to pass past him, and whispered You go to die.

As Yan Hu let out a low shout, Master Silence's eyes widened again—if he was surprised that Ning Xichen could survive before, then the faint yellow light that loomed on Ning Xichen's body at this moment made him a little surprised.

The sword qi is sweeping, and the wind and snow are blind.

The knife in Ning Xichen's hand slashed out, and slashed out along Yan Hu's figure.

One knife in the void, one sword shadow, two, four, eight, sixteen.

At the moment when the sword shadow was about to touch Yan Hu, the sixteen sword shadows merged into one.

I don't know when the knife in Ning Xichen's hand has left Ning Xichen's hand and appeared in front of Yan Hu.

Just as Ning Xichen slashed at Yan Hu's void, the figure of the Master of Silence moved.

The sword light flashed slightly, and the last shot came first.

However, the sword shadow did not stop Ning Xichen's slash after forbearance - when those thieves appeared, the reason why Ning Xichen chose to break through was because he believed that he had the strength to lead the carriage to break out of the encirclement, but when he saw Master Silence and Yan Hu, Ning Xichen changed his mind from the bottom of his heart, and in the face of the two masters of one evil and one evil, Ning Xichen knew that although he hid the power of the Qi Sect, he was still not their opponent, so he would use his own injuries to confuse Master Silence and Yan Hu.

Until now, Ning Xichen's purpose has finally been completed.

Looking at the iron blue on the face of the Silent Master, the smile on the corner of Ning Xichen's mouth was even better, the smile quickly disappeared, and Ning Xichen coughed dryly, coughing with blood.

Ning Xichen's body still did not fall, he had to live to watch the carriage out of his sight, otherwise he would not be blind.

A muffled snort.

The muffled snort came from the mouth of Yan Hu, who was used to flying and domineering.

Yan Hu's body froze in mid-air, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out from the corner of Yan Hu's mouth - no one could have imagined that Ning Xichen, who was seriously injured and about to die, would actually be a disciple of the Qi Sect, not because Yan Hu was careless, nor because the sword shadow of the Silent Master was too slow, Yan Hu was defeated by his contempt for Ning Xichen.

Although he was not cut in two by Ning Xichen, but Rao had the magic skill of protecting his body, Yan Hu still suffered a very serious internal injury, and his mind was in chaos when he sat on the ground, and the sky became more and more blurry in Yan Hu's eyes.

The children of the Qi Sect are willing to become the leader of the attendants, which is an unbelievable or stupid thing in the eyes of many people, after all, for a country like Ning Guo that is eager for strong power, whether it is a prosperous Sword Sect or a declining Qi Sect, as long as it has strength, it will definitely be treated as a guest by many people.

Although Ning Xichen's Qi Sect kung fu is not profound, although there are only glorious legends of the Sword Sect on the continent over the years, but it is such an inconspicuous Qi Sect disciple, not only defeated a cultivator like Yan Hu, but Ning Xichen still seems to have the strength to fight again - looking at the knife back in his hand, looking at the blood on the knife, Ning Xichen took a step forward, the goal is to save Yan Hu from the late Silent Master.

One step, a blood mark, Ning Xichen walked step by step towards loneliness, despair, and desolation.

At this time, six guards rushed back to Ning Xichen's side - Ning Xichen wanted to protect Luo Xiyue, why didn't they want to protect Ning Xichen?

"Blood is a symbol of courage, weapons are childhood promises, mission is a sign of faith, history is a proof of facts, fight side by side...... It is the beginning of overcoming obstacles. ”

A sentence shouted loudly by Ningguo's guards floated in the sky.

Looking at Ning Xichen, who was walking towards him step by step, the killing intent in the eyes of the Master of Silence flashed, and as the Master of Silence's mind had risen, the sword shadow began to blur.

The snow followed the shadow of the sword and fell on everyone's bodies.

The fighting stopped at this moment.

Snow, cold, bloody, cold.