The cold wind gusted, like a knife.

Liu Ecstasy struggled to breathe, trying to live, and the icy cold wind swept through her body like a knife.

She stared at the cold, cold ahead, and pity and sympathy gradually grew in her heart.

Only now did she understand Yang Qing's feelings for the Gun God Wusheng.

Xun Huanzi slowly picked her up, stared at the snow trails crawling all the way, and sighed deeply, "Even if you find it, you will be dead." ”

He said it very plainly, but also very practically.

Liu ecstasy stared at him, "You can go and see, maybe she's not dead yet, and there's still a chance to save her." ”

Xunhuanzi shook his head.

He turned, stared into the room, and walked inside.

Liu struggled to leave, but she didn't have the strength to resist. "If you don't go, you can let me go, I'll save her."

Xunhuanzi sneered, staring coldly at the traces of her crawling, silent.

Liu ecstasy stared at the traces of his crawling all the way, and gritted his teeth gently, "I crawled over, I can find her, and then crawl back together, isn't it?" ”

The smile on Xunhuanzi's cheeks widened, staring at her.

He put the willow ecstasy on the soft collapse, "You still don't go." ”

Liu ecstasy stared at the happy smile on his cheeks, "You ......." ”

Xun Huanzi stared out the window silently, and his plain eyes suddenly gave birth to a strange expression.

Not far away, a figure gradually appeared, this person walked very slowly, but came quickly.

Walking alone, staring ahead.

The hand gripped the hilt tightly and never left.

The shabby, old door panel creaked as if to tell the world something.

Liu ecstasy stared at him as he came in, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Lone Eagle." ”

This man is a lone eagle.

The lone eagle stood alone not far away, staring at the two swords of Wudang alone, not saying a word or moving.

It was lonely as if it were a piece of wood, without a trace of movement.

But it feels different.

There was no longer a smile on Xunhuanzi's cheeks, "You are the one in the parting spell." ”

Lone Eagle nodded.

Xun Huanzi stared at his hand, his hand seemed to be frozen, like a whitish chicken claw, without a trace of vitality or movement, and he held the hilt of the sword motionlessly.

No one could see if his hand could still draw a sword.

There was no trace of tiredness in the lonely eyes, and there seemed to be a fearsome wildness at all times, the wildness of a beast.

"Are you one of the Seven Eagles?"

Lone Eagle nodded.

The man didn't seem to want to speak, just stared at Xunhuanzi alone, staring at the sword in his hand.

The sword in Xunhuanzi's hand seemed to have attracted him.

"You're a lone eagle?"

Lone Eagle nodded.

Xunhuanzi was silent, and cold sweat was already flowing from the corners of his forehead.

This man stood there alone, as if he could give people a kind of pressure.

The lone eagle suddenly stared at Xunhuanzi's hand, the hand that held the sword. "You can use a sword?"

Funkiko nodded.

It was nonsense and an insult, but he was willing to endure it.

Lone Eagle suddenly stared at the sword in his hand again, "You have a sword in your hand?" ”

Xunhuanzi gritted his teeth and nodded.

This sentence is even more nonsense, and I don't understand what it means.

He seemed to be afraid that the sword in someone else's hand was not a sword.

Lone Eagle no longer stared at his sword, nor at his sword-holding hand, but he was already staring at Xiaoyaozi's hand, "You also learn swords?" ”

Xiaoyaozi nodded.

Lone Eagle suddenly stared at the sword in his hand again, "You also have a sword in your hand?" ”

Xiaoyaozi nodded.

The lone eagle suddenly stopped staring at them, stared at the window, there was no hand or sword on the window, but he spoke to the window. "It's a coincidence."

Xunhuanzi stared at him, "What is the coincidence?" ”

"I also learn swords." His hand vaguely rested on the hilt of the sword, and without a trace of movement, it seemed to have turned into a stiff ice cube, "I also have a sword, so I ......." ”

Xunhuanzi stared at his hand, white like chicken feet, "So what's ......." ”

The lone eagle didn't look at it, but stared vaguely at the window, where the cold wind was waving and whistling.

"So you draw your sword, I want to kill you."

What he said was simple, direct, and cold-blooded.

Xiaoyaozi stared at his pale and motionless hand, sneering, his hand suddenly touching the hilt of the sword.

The moment his hand touched the hilt of the sword, a sword light suddenly floated up.

The sword light floated by, the lonely sword light, the lonely action, there was no superfluous action.

The screams have been raised, and the people have fallen.

Before the sword was unsheathed, the man had fallen limply, limp and motionless.

The lone eagle didn't look at Xiaoyaozi, as if there was nothing worth looking at him, he slowly rubbed the sword against Xiaoyaozi's body, wiping the blood on the blade of the sword.

He wiped it very slowly, slowly, as if he was not in a hurry to finish it.

Maybe you don't need to wipe it off, you have to kill again, and you have to be red with blood.

Xunhuanzi stared at him, staring at the hand holding the sword, silent for a long time.

The lone eagle suddenly stared at his hand alone, the hand that had been refusing to touch the hilt of the sword, obviously not far from the hilt, but unwilling to touch it.

"Are you a disciple of Wudang?"

Funkiko nodded.

There was more cold sweat on his forehead, and the sweat rolled down his hand.

"Your sword won't work."

Xunhuanzi was silent, and he had clenched his teeth.

"You can't do it."

Xunhuanzi didn't say a word, nor did he move, his hand was less than three inches from the hilt of the sword, but he didn't dare or want to touch it.

He wasn't sure, what would happen if he touched it?

Lone Eagle no longer looked at him, "So you get out, get out now." ”

Xunhuanzi gritted his teeth, "Okay, I'll get out, I'll get out now." ”

He said that he would go, but he did not mean to stop.

The sword light flashed again.

Xunhuanzi screamed, and his sword-holding arm had fallen in the sword light.

The sword light disappeared, and the sword slowly rubbed against Xiaoyaozi's body, not rubbing it fast, still very slowly.

Xunhuanzi clenched his teeth and turned to stare at Lone Eagle, "You ......." ”

"You don't deserve a sword anymore, so you don't have to use that arm." The lone eagle didn't look at him, staring at the brazier.

Xunhuanzi gritted his teeth, left without looking back, and walked out.

He still has a rare sword in his hand, but it can only be regarded as an ornament, and it will always be an ornament.

The sword was slowly unsheathed, and his hand was faintly pale without a trace of blood.

Lone Eagle suddenly stared at Liu Ecstasy, "I'm back." ”

Liu ecstasy stared at him, staring silently, "But they're all gone." ”

There was a look of pain in the lone eagle's eyes, "Yes, but I'm back." ”

Liu ecstasy stared at him and did not speak, and the lone eagle sighed deeply, "I have already been." ”

"Where have you been?"

The lone eagle stared out the window, "I've looked for Yang Qing." ”

The look of pain in his eyes intensified.

"Where's she?"

Liu's ecstasy heart suddenly became cold, and even his body seemed to have been shivered by cold.

Why didn't Lone Eagle bring her back? Is she dead? Or has it been buried by a lone eagle?

Liu ecstasy hung his head, unwilling to think about it, and didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

This is a very bleak and painful thing.

The lone eagle added a few pieces of charcoal to the brazier, and the flame slowly writhed, and the room gradually began to warm up.

He stared at Liu Ecstasy, "I didn't see her." ”

Liu Ecstasy suddenly raised his head and looked at him, and hope appeared in his eyes. "Did you say she was rescued by someone else?"

The lone eagle stared at the motionless body on the ground as if disgusted, "Yes, she was rescued. ”

Liu ecstasy smiled, her smile was like a flower blooming in spring, indescribably delicate, brilliant and mysterious.

"Then we'll go find her now." She stared at the lone eagle's cheek, his cheek was lonely, without a hint of smile, without a hint of pain, "Maybe I'll see no life." ”

Lone Eagle nodded, staring at the ice and snow on her body, silent for a long time, as if she wanted to say something, but never said it.

Liu ecstasy looked at the ice and snow on her body, and she patted it gently, "It's okay, it's okay at all." ”

The lone eagle nodded, but sighed secretly.

Everything is a matter for others, but nothing is a matter for yourself.

How could such a person be the master of the parting spell, and why would he be the master of the parting spell.

He couldn't figure it out.

She stared at the lone eagle with a smile, smiling and struggling to her feet, and suddenly fell limply on the soft collapse.

Lone Eagle nodded, "I know where they are." ”

The smile on Liu Ecstasy's face was even stronger, "We'll go find them now, okay?" ”

The lone eagle nodded, but the worry in his eyes was even more obvious.

Liu ecstasy stared at the lone eagle, "If you have something to say, it's okay." ”

She wasn't a stupid woman, so she could see what he was thinking.

Lone Eagle didn't want to stare at Liu's cheeks, as if he was afraid of being stabbed by her kindness and suffering, he just stared at the brazier, "What about after we meet them?" ”

Liu ecstasy stroked the lone eagle's hair, "We should leave this river and lake, but we can't just leave." ”

"How do you want to leave?"

"I'll leave when I see them safe, and I can leave with confidence." She smiled and stared at Lone Eagle's cheek, confident that she could convince him.

Lone Eagle nodded, a smile already appeared on Lonely's face, "Okay, they're safe, we'll leave the rivers and lakes." ”

Liu Ecstasy sighed deeply, "Yes, I should leave the rivers and lakes and stay away from this place of right and wrong." ”

The night is getting darker, and the moon is hanging low.

The cold wind was fluttering, the dust in his hands was shaking violently, and there was no expression on his cold faces, and they didn't dare to have expressions.

As if I was afraid that if I had a warm expression, I would be unlucky.

Because they are Emei disciples, Emei disciples have no emotion, and they can't have a slight.

The spear god in the middle tank seems to have really become a god, a motionless god.

The cold between heaven and earth was even more intense, they couldn't stand it anymore, they looked at each other coldly, as if they understood what each other thought, and then nodded, put down the sword in their hands gently, and suddenly hugged each other tightly, as if they couldn't stand the violent cold.

They hugged each other tightly, as if they had regarded each other as their lovers.

"I'm so cold."

The girl smiled mysteriously and said in a low voice, "If only you were a man." ”

The other girl smiled stupidly, smiling mysteriously and cutely, she touched the other's buttocks, "You are really a little goblin, Uncle Ben has been fascinated by you." ”

They smiled and looked at the lights upstairs, and then they smiled more enthusiastically, and the only way to make them enthusiastic was that Mrs. Shi was asleep.

Their bodies gradually warmed up, and their eyes drifted to the water tank.

"This man seems to be dead."

"Yes, it's pathetic."

"We are more pitiful, and the dead do not feel cold."

The girl had a good point, that only the living would be tormented and ravaged by the cold.

The other girl smiled, and her smile was the same as that of most girls, and she was extremely pure and shy.

But the smile on their cheeks soon faded again.

Not far away, a ghost-like figure appeared, and a lonely figure walked over, this person carried a woman on his back and held a sword in his hand.

The pale hand clung to the hilt of the sword, as if it had frozen, as if it had become one with the hilt.

The woman's two strands of hair fluttered softly in the cold wind, she was obviously suffering in the cold wind, but her eyes were vaguely full of pity and sympathy.

She seems to be pitying and sympathizing with others all the time.

The two girls suddenly picked up their swords, and they regained their cold appearance, staring at them coldly, the sword was not unsheathed, and the coldness on their cheeks was already fluttering.

They had clenched the hilt of their swords and stared at them.

The lone eagle suddenly stopped at the edge of the water tank, staring at Wusheng motionlessly.

He didn't move, he stood like a stone statue, straighter than the gun in his hand, and the water in the tank was completely frozen, just like his body.

A generation of gun gods is dead?

Tears welled up in Willow's eyes, and she struggled to pounce on Wusheng, caressing Wusheng's cheeks.

His cheeks didn't change a bit, there was no emotion like a stone statue, it was as hard and calm as a stone statue, and he didn't change a trace until he died.

This is a strange and terrifying person, Lone Eagle sighed deeply, deeply for this rare spear god in the rivers and lakes.

The two of them suddenly made a move, and the sword light had floated out.

The light and cold sword light had been born from the hands of the two girls, and it looked even more pure and lovely.

In the eyes of the lone eagle, their swordsmanship is really cute, cute and naughty.

Lone Eagle is not a man who pities the jade, so the sword light suddenly floated by, and the two cute and naughty sword lights died suddenly.

Not even a single scream was born.

The sword was too fast and too fierce.

It was as if he not only wanted to kill them, but also desperately vented his heart, releasing all the sorrow and pain in his heart.

Lone Eagle stared at the sword in his hand alone, and then slowly wiped the blood away, and he wiped it very slowly.

Rubbing very slowly, maybe he didn't dare to face the willow ecstasy.

Lone Eagle really couldn't face Liu Ecstasy, because he was very young, bloody, and emotional, for fear that he would be stabbed by that pain and grief the moment he faced her.

The sword has been wiped clean.

The sword sparkled, brighter than the moonlight, and colder.

He stared at the lonely moon in the sky, lonely, thin and lonely.

Just like himself, he has no friends, no relatives, and no lovers.