Of course, the trial will not end with Ah Feng's shouting.

With more and more sharp swords, Ah Feng's body has already had several more openings of different depths.

The loss of blood took away more physical strength, but Ah Feng was still struggling to try to dodge the flying sword.

She can't die here, she can't cry without tears.

They have already arrived at the secret realm of the Snail Clan, and they are about to find the artifact and return to their original body, so they actually give themselves such a play?

Just thinking in his heart, after dodging the attack of the sword in embarrassment again, Ah Feng saw that the ten thousand swords that were still embedded in the ground suddenly moved at the same time, trembling rapidly, as if they would come out of their sheaths in the next second.

"No......"

Ah Feng had a faint guess in his heart, but he couldn't believe it, staring at the constantly trembling sword.

The sky was instantly gloomy, and it pressed down fiercely.

Countless dark clouds swallowed up the last rays of light, and the entire space went dark.

"Phew!"

With an extremely piercing roar, Ah Feng's eyes could no longer see anything other than the color change of heaven and earth and the scene of ten thousand swords firing together.

"Where is this trial, this is clearly life-threatening!"

She was terrified, screaming wildly, but a faint thought of not admitting defeat rose in her heart.

The Luanniao clan are naturally warlike, and in front of them, there is almost no such thing as admitting defeat and surrendering.

Fight or die.

Ah Feng, who has been shrunk in this weak shell for a long time, can no longer endure such an aggrieved moment.

"Come on, Wanjian ......"

Ah Feng looked at the ten thousand swords in front of him with blazing eyes, and suddenly burst into the sky: "Death is death!" ”

All his spiritual power was condensed in his hand, turning into a flame barrier in front of him.

Ah Feng knew that this little bit of spiritual power might not be able to resist with a sword, so he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

In the last thought, I was a little worried that Fuyu would also fall into the trap of the snail clan.

The tension in his heart expanded ten thousand times in an instant, and his senses quickly amplified, and Ah Feng simply faced this final judgment with a mortal heart.

Suddenly, the air seemed to freeze.

The imaginary pain of ten thousand swords piercing the heart did not appear, and the swift sword wind actually stopped at this moment.

Ah Feng opened his eyes a little dazed, but saw that the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Fang Cai's Wan Jian Tsukasa has long disappeared without a trace, and at this moment, there is already a familiar scenery of clouds and smoke and pavilions and buildings in front of him.

This is...... Temple?

Ah Satsu's heart was suddenly overjoyed, could it be that she passed the trial, so she sent her original body back to the Heavenly Palace?

Is this unlikely?

She looked suspiciously at the scene in front of her, and suddenly heard a voice coming from afar.

Immediately afterwards, several fairies came in a curling manner.

"Thinking about it, His Majesty has been sleeping for so long this time, it must be a serious injury that is difficult to recover, and I don't know how long I can hold on."

"Yes, the only thing that can revive His Majesty now is an artifact......

Ah Feng was stunned, how could the serious injury of the father be related to the artifact again?

She was worried about her father's injury, but she didn't have the heart to think about it, so she followed her memory all the way to her father's bedchamber.

Along the way, I met several familiar friends from the Heavenly Palace, but they all seemed to be unable to see her.

No matter how he beckoned and shouted, he passed by her one after another, ignoring her.

Unable to figure it out, she hurriedly entered the dormitory, turned into the inner room, and saw her father God who was lying on the purple gold jade dragon bed with her eyes closed and asleep.

Looking at the majestic father God with a pale face at the moment, as if he would never wake up again, he couldn't help but shed tears and threw himself on with a cry.

"Father!"

Outside the screen on his side, another person suddenly turned in, it was the old immortal Jun Ye under the father, who served the father every day to deal with political affairs, and he also grew up watching.

"Your Royal Highness, you are back!"

Ah Man burst into tears, looking at the Emperor of Heaven in pain: "Father, it's Ah Man who came back late, please forgive Father." ”

Ah Feng's mother fell early, and his father did not remarry.

Ah Feng was raised by him, and for her, her father was also her only relative.

"Her Royal Highness the princess has brought back an artifact?" Jun Ye's face was full of ravines, and he asked with an expectant gaze.

Ah Feng was stunned: "Artifact? ”

Jun Ye's face turned pale.

"Didn't the princess go to fetch the artifact for His Majesty's injury? Did it not arrive? This is terrible, now only the artifact can save His Majesty's life, how can this be good......"

Ah Feng listened in a daze, and some couldn't react.

"I'm going to get an artifact for the Father's wounds? No, no, I'm obviously trapped in ......."

As he was talking, his palms suddenly lit up, and he saw a golden seal exuding a faint divine light, quietly appearing in his hand.

"This is an artifact!"

Jun Ye was overjoyed, and then said excitedly: "Why did Her Royal Highness the princess say that he didn't bring it?" At this time, don't tease the old slave anymore, quickly put the artifact on His Majesty's chest and wake up His Majesty's sleeping soul! ”

Ah Feng couldn't react for a while, and subconsciously obeyed him.

Just as he was about to put the artifact on the body of the Father, he suddenly had a blow on his hand.

"Fuyu ......" She hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Haijun, how is he now?" ”

Jun Ye was obviously stunned for a moment, and then puzzled: "When did Her Royal Highness the Princess start caring about the affairs of the Sea Realm?" I heard that the sea realm is preparing to elect a new Haijun, and the Haijun of Fuyu has ......"

With a "buzz" in his head, Ah Feng hurriedly grabbed Jun Ye's arm and asked in a trembling voice, "What's wrong with him?" He ......"

"It seems that there is a big problem with the immortal body, I'm afraid it's going to fall, alas, it's a pity."

Jun Ye sighed, and then said: "Your Royal Highness Princess, this artifact has the miraculous effect of bringing the gods back to life, but there is only one chance for such a function against the sky, let's quickly rescue Your Majesty, so as not to change later!" ”

The last four big characters were like a boulder, smashing heavily on his heart.

She looked at her father who was closing his eyes in front of her, and a thought suddenly crossed her mind, if Fuyu could get this artifact, would it ......

"Your Royal Highness, what are you still hesitating about!"

Jun Ye's anxious call woke Ah Man, and a trace of painful determination crossed her eyes.

There is only one chance for the artifact to rise and fall......

Then he closed his eyes and placed the artifact in his hand on the body of the Father......

Fuyu, I'm sorry.

The artifact erupted with a strong aura impact, enveloping Ah Man.

She opened her eyes in shock, and saw everything in front of her disappear rapidly, and a moment later, she was back in the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb.

It turns out that everything in Fang Cai is an illusion and a part of the trial......

Ah Man hung his head in disappointment, but at the same time, a trace of secret happiness burned in his heart.

At this moment, ten thousand sharp swords rose into the sky again, rose into the air and turned the tip of the sword downward.

Intense spiritual power surged out from the Ten Thousand Swords, and in an instant, it struck at Ah Man in the center of the Ten Thousand Swords Tsuka.

Looking from afar, Ah Feng seemed to be entangled in it by the aura of spiritual power, like a huge white silkworm with a cocoon.

Heaven and earth suddenly fell silent at this moment, and Ah Feng in the aura of spiritual power had already closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took, at the junction of heaven and earth, a figure slowly walked towards the center of the Ten Thousand Swords Tomb.

He struggled to pull out the rusty, crumbling scabbard to clear his way.

The eyebrows were tightly locked, his expression was condensed, there was still a trace of anxiety in his eyes, and the figure that kept moving forward looked a little tired.

The person who came was Fuyu.

He raised his head slightly, as if he saw the spiritual power cocoon where Ah Feng was, and immediately sped up the movements in his hand, pulling out the countless obstructive scabbards one after another and throwing them to the sides.

Minutes and seconds passed.

It wasn't until Fuyu was close enough to be able to see the thin girl figure in the aura of spiritual power, and to see the dense pierced wounds and coagulated blood stains on it, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

"Ahh He called softly.

"Ah Sa, I'm here." He raised his voice slightly, looking at the motionless girl in the halo.

Seeing that the girl in front of him did not react, Fuyu immediately pulled out two worn-out scabbards again, and a few drops of blood slowly dripped from his palms to the ground.

It turned out that after pulling out countless scabbards, Fuyu's palm was already scarred.

"Are you going to look at me with hateful eyes when you wake up?"

He seemed to laugh at himself, "There was a moment before when I thought about finding the artifact myself. ”

"Before leaving, Benjun felt that it would be a pity if such a special snail spirit really died."

"It's a little reluctant to think about it this way."

Fuyu's low voice sounded in this empty and silent space.

After a long time, he raised his eyes to look at the aura of spiritual power and took a heavy step forward.

The moment his feet landed on the ground, the cocoon of light suddenly trembled.

Immediately after, a crisp cracking sound sounded, and the aura of spiritual power shattered like eggshells, turning into countless fragments and rising into the air and gradually dissipating.

The invisible force supported Ah Sa, letting her slowly fall to the ground, Ah Sa's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at Fuyu's handsome face, looking at him with a slightly tired look, her heart trembled slightly.

"Fuyu, I'm sorry ......"

Ah Feng blurted out a tremble, and at this moment, she seemed to understand.

Whether it was a fantasy or not, she gave up on Fuyu the moment she made her choice.

But if she was given another chance, she would still make the same choice without hesitation.

Maybe I don't like the person in front of me as much as I imagined, and when I say give up, I give up.

She smiled bitterly and looked at him slowly towards her.

If there were other people here at this moment, they would definitely be able to see Qingjun Haijun, who was dripping blood from his palms but had a gentle face, was walking step by step towards the weak girl who was covered in injuries but had a bitter expression.

"Why did you apologize suddenly, could it be that you have done something sorry for Benjun in less than a day?"

Fuyu finally walked in front of Ah Feng, looking at the dense scars on her body up close, frowning slightly.

Seeing that his strange gaze fell on her, she reacted, her little face flushed, and she immediately turned her head.

"I don't know what nonsense you're talking about."

"It's fine if you're okay." He smiled slightly, then stretched out his hand, "Let's go, I'll take you out." ”

Ah Feng's gaze fell on his palm, and he suddenly exclaimed.

"Fuyu, you're injured!"