In front of Yan Liulang and Huang Xuan, the sky suddenly brightened, and a round of clear blue semi-arc sun fell, and the scorching light melted all the alpine snow, including the snow lotus on the top of the mountain, which was also melted and stirred up by the sky sun.

Yan Liulang and Huang Xuan suddenly came back to their senses, and when they opened their eyes again, where were the cold snow-capped mountains and the world-destroying avalanche, they were still in the pile of corpses in the old courtyard.

However, in front of them, there was a slender but tall young man's back blocking the view, and a [arc] next to them was shining with a clear blue halo, shining on them, vaguely with a surprisingly warm feeling like a summer sun.

The blonde orchid who stopped before the battle, her blue eyes narrowed, and she looked at the person and sword in front of her.

In front of this Confucian shirt young man and the mythical sword, the sword intent of the top-grade sword cultivation was invalid.

Rumble——!

A breath of air belonging to a high-grade qi practitioner bloomed on the soles of the feet of the blonde orchid.

Purple gas crisscrossed the courtyard wantonly, and the surrounding courtyard walls and other ancient buildings collapsed one after another in the rumbling.

However, if you look down from the sky at this moment, you will find that these collapsed courtyard walls and buildings are all walking in a large circle.

This large circle is the ten-zhang semi-circular range where the Chixia Moon Formation is located, and the buildings outside the range of the formation are destroyed by the sword qi, and none of them are spared.

Candle in the snow word by word: "Run." ”

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips and made Weng Weng's voice from under the golden fierce face:

"What are you running, isn't it right here in the next place, why did your Excellency, who can do it and not speak, start talking nonsense, and be beaten up in the next and last round, and become a frightened bird?

"Heh, don't worry about it this time."

The candle in the snow with his eyelids fluttering heard the young man in the Confucian shirt chuckle, and the corners of his mouth under the golden mask seemed to be upturned, with a bit of sarcasm:

"I won't pay your sword's sword this time, I'm tired of playing, and I'll pay you back."

Candle in the snow said coldly: "You want to die so much? ”

Ouyang Rong shook his head, hugged a little female crown in Confucian clothes, lowered his head to drink porridge, and muttered some indistinct sounds:

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to be killed by Your Excellency today, or kill Your Excellency."

Candle in the snow took a deep breath.

Since she walked to the front of the stage as the chief eldest lady of Yunmengze and suppressed the world's sword cultivation on behalf of Yunmeng Jianze, who dared to say such rebellious words to her.

In particular, he is still observing the hairy boy who only has eight grades of aura color, hiding his head and tail, and is so arrogant with a strange sword.

Although the golden mask on Ouyang Rong's face is simple and heavy, because the sculpture pattern of the mask is a demon with blue-faced fangs, at the mouth of the fangs, there is not a small opening space, which is just convenient for drinking.

Ouyang Rong raised his head and drank most of the bowl of cold porridge, let out a long breath, and suddenly reminded warmly:

"Hey, if you don't come out of the sword, these thunderous noises will attract soldiers from outside the city, and the high-grade qi practitioners can't compete with thousands of soldiers and horses of the Zhichong Mansion, and there will always be a time when the breath will run out, and when the time comes, it will fall into the hands of the imperial court, and it will be difficult to end......"

Candle in the snow was silent and did not answer until he was halfway through his speech, and suddenly laughed:

"Hey, hurry up, little lady Zhishuang, forget it if you don't come again, I'm too lazy to wait for you, mother-in-law."

The candle in the snow was suddenly angry, and the jade face was a little red.

Ouyang Rong smiled and nodded, and casually pointed to the snow-white long sword that seemed to feel the hostess's anger and the sword body trembled slightly:

"Hey, it seems that you guessed correctly, it's really your nickname, after all, it's the tactful mind of the youngest daughter's family, and it is engraved on the sword, well, I didn't expect that someone in this world would pay for your sword."

Speaking of this, he looked apologetic, a little embarrassed to put down the porridge bowl he had just drunk, and burped slightly:

"There is a bell in Fengshan, and the bell rings when the frost falls, so the words are known. The name is quite exquisite.

"You say, who would have thought that the world-famous lady Lady in the Snow would have an elegant and playful boudoir nickname, Zhishuang, tsk."

The young man in the Confucian shirt quoted scriptures, spoke frivolously, and the more he spoke, the more presumptuous he became.

Candle in the snow stared at him for a moment with wide-eyed eyes that were cold enough to kill.

She suddenly calmed down and asked:

"Is this formation Si Tianjian that thing? It seems to be the ancient name of Chi Xiayue, and it is dedicated to the world's sword cultivation led by the sword-wielder.

"Although I don't know what happened in this courtyard today, you are not a Yin and Yang Qi practitioner, and you can't come to this formation, and now you should be occupied by your dove and used it to deal with this seat."

She sneered:

"Why are you so bold and want to enter the battle so much? You are the eye of the formation, you can't move, you can't use the aura cultivation, just rely on the two guys around you to think you can control this seat?

"Heh, I can't help but underestimate our Yunmeng Jianze's fighting swordsmanship.

"Even if you isolate the aura cultivation, and let you have one hand, you won't be able to touch the corner of this seat."

Ouyang Rong stood with his sleeves up, and the two fingers of his right hand in his sleeve were twisting a red leaf with bloody characters.

It's just that it seems to be due to injury and blood loss, and the hand of the twisted leaf trembles slightly uncontrollably under the sleeve.

He stood in a relaxed posture and said with a smile in his tone:

"Zhishuang little mother, mother-in-law.

"If you don't come again, I'll go to you with this formation, thinking that it's safe to take a step? This little girl's eyes can see you, as long as you are in Xunyang City, you can't run away. ”

Candle in the snow suddenly squinted.

She glanced at the [arc] in front of the young man in a Confucian shirt who seemed to be stuck in the quagmire, and skipped it directly, and finally looked at the little hand of the little girl in the red jacket stretched into the "mercury" light of the sword box.

The world-famous Yunmeng Lady's face became more and more calm, and she began to look through her sleeves, and after a while, she took out a cyan and white mixed ribbon and put it on her eyes.

Blindfolded.

This scene is exactly the same as when Zhao Qingxiu fought with Ajie, a one-armed swordsman in Chang'an, who had a moonlight sword, in the Beitian Relief Home in Dagu Mountain.

Ouyang Rong's expression changed slightly after seeing this ribbon and the blonde orchid who was wearing a ribbon in his eyes.

I don't know what I remembered.

Blinded by the eyes of the candle in the snow, holding a snow-white long sword with a gold-cut jade and a blade like autumn frost, he took a step forward.

Alone, enter the Moon Formation under the pool.

Like a phantom, she bypassed the [arc] that had lost her aura and stopped in mid-air, and rushed straight at the young man in the Confucian shirt.

Seeing this, Huang Xuan remembered the advice and wanted to pull out the sword in the box, but in the next moment, someone held down the palm of his hand.

Without waiting for her to be anxious and puzzled, she suddenly found that the body of the blonde big sister who was about to take the head of Chang Shi Engong in front of her was completely frozen.

Stand still and motionless.

Because......

The candle in the snow ripped off the ribbon that covered her eyes.

An arc hovered in front of her.

A few strands of golden hair fell off his forehead in the sun, slowly falling down, and the autumn wind blew away.

Xue Zhongzhu, who had suppressed most of his aura cultivation by the Chixia Moon Array, opened his eyes and looked at the [arc] in front of him that was overflowing with sword qi and a spirit dragon and a living tiger, and the expression on Yu's face was a little incredulous.

Ouyang Ronglong's hands had been released at some point, and he was pressing one hand on Huang Xuan's small hand, and the two fingers of one hand were holding a late autumn red leaf full of blood characters.

The scribbled blood letters on the autumn leaves fade away in the wind like a castle made of sand.

He suddenly spoke:

"Zhishuang little lady, you lost again, but this time I have the right to let you go, because I once owed a great favor to a certain Yue girl in your sect, one report and one report, it is considered two clear, Zhishuang little lady don't come to die again."

The candle in the snow, who was pointed at the tip of his nose by the [arc], was full of anger, and asked in a suppressed voice:

"I didn't lose! What is the name of this sword, it was also this sword in Dagu Mountain, what kind of sword is this? ”

Without waiting for Ouyang Rong to answer, at the mouth of the alley behind her, a group of Wufu Yue women faintly appeared, and they quickly rushed to help.

The young man in the Confucian shirt with a golden face tilted his head and took a deep look at this group of Yue women, who were still far away, and I didn't know if it was an illusion, there was a familiar shadow in it.

In the snow, Candle only heard this pretending to be a ghost and hateful presumptuous young man in a Confucian shirt muttering to himself, and his tone seemed to be low:

"Thousands of miles of dependent origin can meet each other, and if there is no fate, it will be empty, a good dependent void."

In the next moment, as if he had received a signal, Yan Liulang and Huang Xuan grabbed the corners of his clothes one after another.

In a jade box buried deep in the soil in the courtyard, a thin strip that seemed to be the root of an old tree began to melt, and the jade box seemed to be inducted, blooming with a yellow light, spreading all the way to the center of the courtyard.

This earthy yellow light contained a surging and thick special aura circulating under Ouyang Rong's feet, and the earthy yellow aura resembled a hornless and scaleless long-bearded dragon entrenched at his feet.

Just as the beard of the Xuanhuang Earth Dragon in the jade box was about to completely melt, the young man in the Confucian shirt wearing a square face moved his feet slightly, and his boots touched the unconscious girl in cold palace clothes.

——!

There was a slight thud in the air.

In the Chixia Moon Array, Ouyang Rong, Yan Liulang, Huang Xuan, Miao Si, and Rong Zhen disappeared in place.

The [arc] suspended in front of the candle in the snow also disappeared without a trace, following the sword-wielder away.

The candle in the snow stood in place, silent for a moment.

Instead of greeting her companions who had been too late behind her, or rather had been thrown off too quickly, the tall orchid stepped forward and picked up a piece of red leaf that had not completely melted away.

"Three million jade dragons flew up, stirring up Zhou Tian's cold ......"

……

Rong Zhen had a dream.

I dreamed that with the help of her colleagues in the Heavenly Prison of Luodusi, she finally caught the owner of the butterfly love flower.

The Chixia Moon Array had already trapped him, and Rong Zhen was high up, stepped on the thief's chest, and bent down to take off his mask.

"Ouyang Lianghan?"

Rong Zhen was stunned.

But in the next moment, Ouyang Lianghan, who was trampled on the ground, suddenly smiled, reached out and pinched her nose, and at the same time approached her with a shameless face, and a hot manly breath came to his face......

"You're damned!"

On the sickbed, Rong Zhen exclaimed, woke up in a dream, opened his eyes and gasped, but immediately seemed to hit something, and his forehead hurt.

"Oops——!"

"Ouch——!

"What are you doing? Having a nightmare? Why did he suddenly jump up and scare people to death. ”

A familiar male voice with a helpless tone came.

Rong Zhen hugged the futon, covered his forehead and stepped back, staring at Ouyang Changshi who was also covering his forehead beside the bed.

She couldn't help but look left and right.

She was on a sickbed in a side room.

It should be morning, and the sun is shining outside the window, but it's obvious that it's not in the old courtyard of Xingzifang.

Ouyang Lianghan in front of him was holding a bowl of medicine in his hand, he just collided with her, and the medicine in the bowl spilled a little on the futon, at this moment, Ouyang Lianghan was shaking his head and wiping the futon with his sleeve.

Rong Zhen reacted, looked down at her clothes, and found that in the bedding, she was wearing a white undershirt, and there was no weirdness on her body.

It's just that the neck is very painful, as if it has been hit hard, and at the same time, the dantian meridians have been injured internally, and they should have been injured by the sword qi of Ding Jian.

"Where is this, why are you in this palace, and what were you doing just now?"

Rong Zhen asked vigilantly, and at the same time touched the bottom of the pillow with one hand, and found that it was not the room where he was sleeping, and he couldn't help frowning.

Ouyang Rong shook his head:

"When everyone found you in Xingzi's yard yesterday, you were injured and unconscious, and this is the state medical office.

"I'm also injured and resting in the next room, but I'm better than you sooner, the doctor isn't there, and when I pass by, I see that your medicine is getting cold, and I want to drink something for you.

"Uh, I just saw that your face was wrong, and I wanted to touch the temperature of my forehead, and you woke up and suddenly hit me."

Rong Zhen frowned, stared at his face carefully for a while, and found that it was exactly the same as the face under the mask in the dream, and so was the manly aura.

It may be that he has just approached, and the subconscious reaction of the body of the Yin and Yang Family Qi Practitioner who remembers his breath recognizes him and projects it into a dream.

Thinking about this strangeness, Rong Zhen's face improved slightly.

Ouyang Rong touched his face: "There is something on the face of the lower official, why is the female master looking at it?" ”

Rong Zhen shook her head, took the medicine bowl he warmly handed over with both hands, took a sip of the bowl, as if she remembered something, she immediately asked:

"What about everyone else but you and me?"

Ouyang Rong sighed and muttered in some frustration:

"It's all gone, when the state soldiers and the people from the government passed, they didn't know what was going on, it was in ruins.

"The walls of the house have all collapsed, and you, me, and Rokuro have a trace of anger, and they are pressed by the ruins and bricks, which can be regarded as a fluke...... But there's an old saying. ”

Rong Zhen wanted to comfort him, but when he saw him muttering halfway, his mood reinvigorated:

"If you don't die in a great disaster, you will be blessed."

(End of chapter)