Chapter Forty-Eight: Only You Are Too Beautiful

At first, when I entered the cold cave, I felt the cold air and the winding paths were secluded, but I didn't expect to enter it, but there was a different world. If the big ice water lake is okay, the living beauty in the lake really makes him dizzy.

This beautiful back, which seems to be whiter than the snow and ice around it, and clearer than the cold waters of a lake, is like the unique handiwork of the Creator, flawless and unique.

Ning Ran was completely intoxicated by the most beautiful scenery in the world, and he didn't notice that on this beautiful back, there were strands of black and smooth hair, floating with a faint cold, if he recognized this unique hair, then Ning Ran would definitely not drool in a stupid daze.

The woman in the ice water lake still has a pair of cold eyes full of sadness, but at this time she changed her faint expression, and her frowning brows were something she had never had in all these years, but she still didn't move, a purple spiritual power swirled on her half-exposed breasts, this spiritual power seemed to be struggling, just like such a moment of cold snow groaning, helplessly letting Ning Ran look at her body.

How can it be said that Ning Ran also has the memory of the Buddha before his death, and he has not been indulging in beauty, in line with the principle that the four major Buddhas are empty, he asked in a daze: "Master, do you need help?"

The soft words made Leng Xueyin feel very harsh, and the jade hand that was sealing was trembling a little, and it had the potential to surface and pinch Ning Ran to death, but at the most critical moment of this cultivation, he couldn't fall short.

"Get out. Her voice was cold and trembling a little.

Ning Ran knew that this little life was about to come to an end the moment he came back to his senses, and when he heard Leng Xueyin's cold voice, his heart seemed to jump out, and his steps stepped back little by little.

Leng Xueyin couldn't help biting her lip when she heard his footsteps in the distance, and her indifferent expression could foresee Ning Ran's ending in the near future.

On the way from the exit of the Ice Cold Cave, Ning Ran ran at the fastest speed in his life. Outside the cave was still covered with snow, Ning Ran gasped for breath, and a cold feeling invaded his heart and lungs. But he didn't have time to take care of it, at this moment he was struggling on the edge of life and death, Ning Ran felt that he should immediately run away with Xiaobai, leave the secret strategy of seven killings, and run as far as he could, maybe there was still a glimmer of life; if he stayed, Ning Ran believed that Leng Xueyin would definitely kill him, after all, Ning Ran had already far crossed Leng Xueyin's bottom line.

Delaying for a moment is equivalent to one less chance of escaping, but Ning Ran is a little hesitant, and he always feels a little reluctant to leave suddenly, and he doesn't know what kind of stumbling block he has......

Finally, Ning Ran made up his mind and was about to take a step, when he heard a heart-rending shout: "Ah!"

It was Leng Xueyin, Ning Ran's first reaction was that Leng Xueyin had an accident. The right foot that he had stayed in mid-air slowly retracted, and the figure of Leng Xueyin saving himself from the world when he was in Yunxiang Tower three years ago came to mind.

I don't know if it was out of gratitude, or the so-called master-apprentice affection, Ning Ran turned around in an instant and entered the ice cold cave again, but this time he didn't sneak in slowly, but ran quickly.

On the cold ice water lake, Leng Xueyin was still facing away from him, but her body was trembling, trembling constantly, and her curled up body seemed to be a small grass crumbling in the wind and rain, which made Ning Ran feel distressed when she looked at it.

Ning Ran didn't know what was wrong with this woman, and she had become so embarrassed for a short while, but he knew that Leng Xueyin was cold, very cold.

He jumped into the ice water lake, trying to carry Leng Xueyin out of the ice water, he never thought that as soon as he entered the water, the cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow made him a little breathless, and it was even more difficult to move an inch, he knew that this ice water must be very cold, but he didn't expect that this cold, even the Hantan Sword Shrine under the Moon Cliff could not be compared.

At this moment, the distance between Ning Ran and Leng Xueyin was very close, maybe only an arm's length, but this short distance seemed to be separated by a thousand mountains, and it was difficult to reach. Ning Ran also curled up, looking at Leng Xueyin, who was constantly trembling, suddenly, his eyes became cold, and in an instant, the entire Ice Cold Cave reflected colorful light, and then looked at Leng Xueyin's body, which was covered by the Colorful Futu.

Ning Ran suddenly thought that he could save Leng Xueyin in the cold with his Colorful Futu technique, and he used his obsession to let the fire of obsession sprinkle in the Colorful Futu, like stars crossing the dark night sky, surrounding Leng Xueyin.

Even in such a cold place, Ning Ran's bald head was still covered with drops of sweat, which was a manifestation of his excessive consumption of spiritual power, but his eyes were still coldly looking at the cold snow in the Colorful Floating Slaughter.

At this moment, Ning Ran completely entered his own consciousness, sitting on top of the Jade Palace, countless flowing fires on the heavenly aperture, this blazing flowing fire was Ning Ran's obsession, and the strong obsession fire finally merged into Leng Xueyin's body.

Although Leng Xueyin knew the technique of inducing spirits, one of the top ten divine techniques in the world, it was useless at the moment. After she was seriously injured three years ago, she led the Moon Spirit to fight against the Rain Demon Beast, causing him a great loss of cultivation for a hundred years, and even said that she was in danger, so that she retreated for three years, from plastic cultivation to new transformation realm.

She used the Superior Divine Technique Ice Heart Technique as the foundation of her cultivation, and the cold aura emitted when she cultivated was comparable to that of an extremely cold place, so that the entire Snow Garden was always in the cold. Today, at the most critical moment of her cultivation, she only had three layers to get me through the difficulties, but who knew that at this time, Ning Ran broke in, no matter how good Rao is Leng Xue Yin's heart is, it will eventually end in failure, and it will make the ice heart trick back, the poison of ice and cold will enter the body, and his life will be in danger.

Time passed moment by moment, and I saw that the cold ice floating on the ice lake gradually melted, and Leng Xueyin's trembling body finally calmed down. She also gradually regained consciousness, the first thing that caught her cold eyes was the Colorful Floating Massacre, she looked at it in surprise, only to see that the brilliance around the Colorful Floating Statue became fainter and fainter, and gradually disappeared the brilliant trace.

At the same moment, Ning Ran closed his eyes, "Wow!" He fell to the edge of the icy lake and fainted.

Leng Xueyin, who heard the sound, turned her head suddenly, and a handsome face appeared in front of her, Leng Xueyin's first reaction was to look around her, and only then did she realize that she was naked, and she suddenly put on the black gauze skirt placed on the shore at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

After getting dressed, her ghostly figure flashed in front of Ning Ran, and a thing that emitted purple light also appeared on her jade hand, and in the blink of an eye, she stabbed Ning Ran's heart with the purple sword that spanned the sea.

It's just that when Zi Nianjian was a little away from Ning Ran's heart, Ning Ran's painful face once again came into her eyes, the painful cheeks were as pale as snow, the eyebrows were covered with frost, and the purple lips were not bloody at all.

Leng Xueyin looked at Ning Ran in a trance, especially staring at his bald head for a long time, and the trembling Zi Nian sword brush slashed on the lake, splashing a splash bigger than the waves......

"Mother, mother......" When the first rays of sunlight in the morning sprinkled on Ning Ran's face, he woke up from his sleep, sat up from the bed suddenly, and hurriedly got out of bed and ran to the window, and the moment he pushed the window open, he was completely stunned......

Leng Xueyin walked with the footsteps of style, carrying endless green leaves, brushing endless green flowers, stepping on countless green grasses, everywhere she went, with a flick of her sleeves, the burly plane trees were like rows of swords and drew out new green swords; where she passed, with a flick of her hair, the delicate willow trees bloomed like a dancing girl with a gorgeous green flower skirt; where she was, with a wave of her hand, the tender saplings spit out soft green tongues like groups of children.

Why does the cold snow groan with such a charm, and why does the snow-covered snow garden exude the smell of spring?

In fact, this is thanks to Ning Ran, Leng Xueyin majored in the Ice Heart Technique, and Leng Xue Yin has never comprehended all of the Ice Heart Formula, in fact, the extreme ice is the warmth that penetrates into the heart. Fortunately, Ning Ran's fire of obsession helped her break through and reach a new realm: that is, the realm of ice and fire, the cold of death in winter and the power of revival of all things in spring are all in her hands.

I don't know when, Leng Xueyin has arrived in front of Ning Ran, after three years, her beautiful cheeks once again reflected in Ning Ran's eyes, snow-white skin, slender jade hands, and a tall figure in a black gauze skirt are just like the appearance of Ning Ran when she first saw her in Sword King Ridge, upside down.

Leng Xueyin looked at Ning Ran, who was ruddy, and couldn't help frowning, and asked unprecedentedly, "You didn't die after being poisoned by the cold?"

Hearing this, Ning Ran escaped from her beauty in an instant, despising herself in her heart, how could she be fascinated by beauty, the other party was the master of seven killings who killed people without blinking.

"After I came out of the Mochizuki Cliff, I was immune to all poisons. Ning Ran said casually. As soon as the words fell, Ning Ran's intestines were repentant, and it seemed that he was really fascinated by beauty.

Hearing the Moon Cliff, Leng Xue was stunned for a moment, staring at Ning Ran with cold eyes, and asked, "Where is the Wanyue Sword?"

It was as if a big stone had fallen on Ning Ran's heart, and she finally asked herself about the Wanyue Sword.

"Taken away by a man. Ning Ran said calmly, at this time he could only make things up.

"Who?" Unexpectedly, Leng Xueyin became a little excited.

Seeing that Leng Xueyin had never had a gaffe, Ning Ran seemed to understand something, and said lightly: "I was taken away by a person named Xihua." ”

Leng Xueyin's slender body suddenly leaned against the eaves, and her expression became very unnatural.

Ning Ran's guess was right, Leng Xueyin was not for the Wanyue Sword, but to find the candle dragon Xihua, Xihua said to Ning Ran back then that he was only sorry for one person in his life, and if he wanted to make up for her, that person was Leng Xueyin.

"Where did he go?" Leng Xueyin asked urgently.

"How do I know. I don't know what psychology it is, Ning Ran said without thinking.

In an instant, Leng Xueyin's body became a little soft, as if the kite had broken its string, and it was like a dream of red dust.

Looking at Leng Xueyin like this, maybe it was sympathy for her, maybe it was to protect herself, Ning Ran didn't tell her about the fall of the candle dragon Xihua in Bulun Mountain in the West Sea.

Suddenly, Leng Xueyin seemed to think of something, stared at Ning Ran with cold eyes, and said, "How much did you see in the Ice Cold Cave yesterday?"

Ning Ran was stunned for a moment, and stammered: "A little." ”

The cold light flashed, and Leng Xueyin's icy eyes and her slender jade hands stabbed at Ning Ran at the same time.

Ning Ran hurriedly shouted: "It's not my fault. ”

"Who is to blame?" Leng Xueyin finally stopped and asked.

Ning Ran smiled bitterly: "I only blame you for being too beautiful, otherwise I wouldn't have seen it if I was killed." ”

I saw that Leng Xueyin's jade hand softened suddenly, and the coldness in his eyes instantly dissipated, and he looked at Ning Ran affectionately, as if he wanted to melt him into his eyes.

Once upon a time, the person she dreamed of was also involved: "It's just that you are too beautiful, otherwise I wouldn't provoke you." ”

Just as she fell into her memory, she only heard a cold voice: "Who are you looking at?"

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