Heaven and earth seemed to be covered with a layer of haze at this moment.

The wind was howling in my ears, and the snow was much heavier.

Ning Xiang is a powerhouse in the Transformation Period, and it stands to reason that he will not be affected in the slightest.

But the moment she felt that the life in her arms had stopped, she was still embarrassed by the wind and fell to the snow.

She hugged Cheng Jing's body very tightly, but it inevitably caused some snow on his body, staining half of his face and hair.

After hurriedly holding him again, he slapped the snowflakes with his right hand, and his voice almost turned into an angry voice: "Xiaojing, I didn't hurt you, it's me who is not good, I didn't take a good road."

Ning Xiang knew that the others had gone, but she still deceived herself and said what she should say to the living.

She staggered again and got up with Cheng Jing in her arms.

It's strange that the person who was light and fluttering just now, and now she feels heavy and abnormal.

Every time she took a step, Ning Xiang felt that something weighing a thousand pounds was pulling her legs, and she didn't know how many times she had fallen on the short way back.

just knew that the weight of the young man's body in her arms was constantly increasing, and she couldn't breathe.

The treasure hunting mouse and the white worm stood on Ning Xiang's left and right shoulders and saw this scene, and while feeling distressed, they didn't know how to comfort her.

Just watched her bring Cheng Jing's body back to Mingyue Peak.

The cave wasn't as warm as it had been every time she entered.

A glance at the location of the charcoal stove revealed that there was no fire there.

Only then did she remember that Cheng Jing had done all these things for her in the past.

So he pulled out a very bitter chuckle and muttered to himself: "I'm going to make a charcoal fire, Xiaojing, and it will be warm later."

When Mo Yinxing rushed over after receiving the news, what he saw was the scene of Ning Xiang being so depressed.

She went to the charcoal stove and picked up the flint that had been set aside to light it.

But I don't know what happened to the flint in my hand today, it seems that it was because of a different owner and didn't listen to the call.

Ning Xiang fought with them for a long time, but failed to ignite the fire.

"Why can't you light it? It shouldn't be," she sucked her sour nose and tried again with her flint-red hand.

Mo Yinxing saw why the flint didn't burn, he glanced at the place leaning on Cheng Jing's body, walked to Ning Xiang's side and took the flint from her.

"Come on, you're out of energy."

The flint was in his hand, and it was rubbed out of fire almost instantly.

The light of the charcoal stove instantly illuminated the dim room, and Mo Yinxing, who was close, and the treasure hunting rat Bai Bai Worm also quickly felt a burst of warmth.

Only Ning Xiang stretched out her cold white slender hand, and her pale and chapped lips murmured, "Why isn't it hot?" Xiaojing is very cold now, this temperature is definitely not enough, do we need to add some charcoal into it? ”

She muttered to herself as she got up and went to get the charcoal.

But because he squatted for too long, he suddenly turned around and fell straight forward because of lack of blood in front of him.

Mo Yinxing caught her body in time, held down her who still wanted to do something, and said in a dumb voice: "Ah Zhi, Cheng Jing has already gone, he doesn't need to use charcoal fire to warm his body again, let's rest." ”

Ning Xiang deceived herself and refused to accept this fact for so long, and now she was suddenly broken by Mo Yinxing, and the negative emotions that she suppressed with her strong self-control suddenly rushed towards her like a flood that opened the floodgates.

Her lips trembled a little, and she wanted to retort something, but she didn't know what to say.

just pushed away Mo Yinxing's hand that was supporting her body, and walked to the side of Cheng Jing's corpse step by step, looking at his breathless appearance, as if asking Mo Yinxing, as if asking herself: "Why is this happening?" ”

Obviously she is strong enough, why is she still so useless in front of the people she wants to keep?

Why did Cheng Jing, who looked good before, directly wither and become like this all of a sudden

No one could answer her questions.

She stubbornly sat beside Cheng Jing, ignoring the truth that Mo Yinxing said that Cheng Jing had died, but said to him:

"Ah Xing, you can accompany me to the sword market tomorrow, I promised Xiaojing, saying that I would choose a new sword for him."

Mo Yinxing's eyes were complicated, he glanced at Cheng Jing's corpse again, and secretly sighed that his previous uneasiness was indeed right.

Cheng Jinghe's status in Ning Xiang's mind is really unusual.

Of course, it was impossible for him to say that he would refuse Ning Xiang, and after he got off her, he saw that she also went to get a blanket to cover Cheng Jing, and Zhiqu left the space to her.

"I'll come back to you early tomorrow morning, and if you have anything during the period, contact me directly with the sound transmission jade slip."

"Okay."

Ning Xiang didn't have the mood and strength to finish speaking, but when everything was silent, looking at the young man in front of her, for some reason, she had a very familiar feeling.

It's as if she had seen him once in the early days.

The treasure hunt rat and the white worm stood aside and didn't dare to say anything, until Ning Xiang was so tired that she had to close her eyes and rest because she experienced huge mood swings today, and the white worm whispered to the treasure hunting rat:

"Boss, I have a way, maybe I can help the master relieve his grief, do you think I want to use it?"

“？ What's the solution? The treasure rat wrung his eyebrows at the white worm, and the white worm told it that it had heard its mother say that their blood could remind people of the past that they most wanted to remember.

"Now that the master can't see her apprentice, why don't you go to the past to take a look, for her, what if it can have a comforting effect?"

It was rare for the treasure hunting rat to see Ning Xiang so emotionally out of control, so he thought about it and agreed with the idea of the white worm.

"Okay, then you can try."

With the Treasure Hunter's answer, the white worm leaned towards the soft worm and asked it to cut through its skin with its claws and take a vial of blood.

"Then it will all fall into the mouth of the master."

The treasure hunt rat nodded and did so, and after a series of operations, they were also tired, and followed Ning Xiang into sleep.

The moment Ning Xiang opened her eyes and saw Shao Yangfeng, she subconsciously wanted to twist her arm, but found that she couldn't control her body at all, as if her soul was imprisoned in her body.

She glanced at the whole world, which was shrouded in dusk, and suddenly realized that she was in a dream.

It's just that when she falls into a dream, there will be no such situation that she will be imprisoned as the protagonist of the dream, this time, what is going on?

Before she could figure it out, she felt the body she was staying in begin to move forward.

At present, she is in the field of a small peak, picking some low-grade herbs.

But there was a sound of fighting not far away, which made her instantly alert, and after getting on the Demon Sword, she went straight to the place where the movement appeared.

By the time you arrive at the place, the fight is over.

A group of disciples who looked like people in the righteous path surrounded a man whose face was indistinct and his body was relatively thin.

Hey, I wrote an emo when I wrote this paragraph.