Ye Hongyu floated to the side of Prince Longqing, his thin eyebrows frowning slightly...... His expression was solemn...... Stretching out a palm as white as jade to caress the top of his head, a faint and pure Dao aura gushed out from the palm of his hand, instantly enveloping his body.

The light and pure aura gradually became thicker, glowing with golden brilliance, just like Haotian Shenhui, and then, with a flick of her left sleeve, she stuffed a pill into his lips, and then gently slapped her palm and pushed it into her abdomen.

With her concise and swift movements, the blood spilled from the arrow wound between Prince Longqing's chest and abdomen magically stopped, and even vaguely felt that an extremely strong breath of life was constantly mending something.

This pill is the best wound medicine that the Taoist idiot brought out in his self-observation when he was a child, and the Taoist breath with a very strong breath of life is the secret science of Taoshan.

Prince Longqing's face was extremely pale, but he should not die on the spot, but no matter what Ye Hongyu was doing, he didn't react, just silently lowered his head and looked at his chest.

A drop of sweat slipped from Ye Hongyu's sideburns, and was instantly blown away by the snow wind under the clouds, in order to prevent Prince Longqing from dying, she suffered great loss in just a moment.

She said simply, "Too fast." ”

At any other moment, she is as proud as a Taoist idiot, and she will never explain anything, even if the other party is the ruling god, but she appeared on this snow cliff today to protect the Dharma for Longqing, but she didn't stop the arrow, and Longqing was seriously injured and about to die at this time, so she felt the need to explain:

The arrow...... It was so fast that she couldn't react.

Prince Longqing didn't answer her, I don't know if it was because of the serious injury or something else.

He looked at his chest in amazement, knowing that the injuries of his physical body could be healed after months of madness, but the sea of qi that was destroyed by that arrow, especially the Dao heart that was damaged when he broke through the realm, was never repaired.

The stars in the sea of knowledge were shattered into hundreds of millions of messy lenses, and the dark night was scattered in the space, gradually occupying all corners and sights.

He looked at the hole in his chest like a fool, as if he saw this chaotic world, and remembered a lot of Chenguang in an instant, as well as the qiē things he experienced in those Chenguang.

Those colorful chapters, dazzling images, indifferent and unmoving faces reflected by the firewood, half-charred bodies crying out in pain on the stake table, corpses with rotting flesh and bones in the secluded pavilion, and the proud and calm self-esteem watching these turned into countless snows and quickly flashed over the black robes in front of him.

There were many people who died at his hands, strong and violent men, chaste and white virgins, charming and plump prodigal women, old and thin old men, childish and lovely children, because of their devotion to Haotian, he did not hesitate or waver, and happily ruined the lives of all beings.

However, it was only at this moment that he realized that the feelings he had gained from meditating on the stake when he ruined the lives of others were all false, and only the pain of his own life being ruined was real:

So he saw a bleak and hopeless future.

Ye Hongyu stared at the gray light method on his face, knowing that his pride and his strong will to cultivate were all destroyed by that arrow, and he couldn't help but reprimand in a deep voice: "Do you want to abolish yourself?"

Hearing this, Prince Longqing suddenly laughed, his hoarse laughter was very weak, and in the growing wind and snow, he looked extremely painful and confused, and then he muttered softly: "I am already useless." ”

There is no longer the possibility of entering the realm of knowing fate, for him, who is willing to dedicate his life to Guangming Haotian and devote himself to the Tao, life is just life, living like a dog.

He turned his head painfully, looked at the wind and snow outside the cliff, and the darkening sky in the depths of the wasteland, and said abruptly: "I am the prince...... I will be the Emperor of Yan, and my feet will ...... Standing on both sides of the Daomen and Hongchen, it should be unparalleled in the world, but it is like this...... Scrapped, abandoned by Haotian in a world of pain and darkness. ”

In the eyes of the people in the Daomen, luck is a gift from Haotian to mankind, and misfortune is the punishment given by Haotian, how lucky he is in this life, but today in this mountain range abandoned by Haotian, he suddenly found himself ruthlessly abandoned by Haotian, no matter how strong his will, no matter how clear the Dao heart can not withstand this and a huge blow.

Prince Longqing slowly stood up, his severely injured and extremely weak body swayed in the wind and snow, and he let out a painful beast-like howl before he could barely stand up straight.

He ignored Ye Hongyu beside him and took a step forward.

As soon as he stepped into the air, he rolled down the snow cliff.

There was a dull thudding sound, and he fell to the bottom of the cliff.

The body wrapped in black lay motionless in the snow.

Ye Hongyu walked to the edge of the cliff and looked at the snow under the cliff in silence.

Time passed slowly, the wind and snow between the cliffs were more abundant, and the prince of Longqing, who was about to be buried by the snowflakes, suddenly moved, and then stood up with great difficulty, clutched his chest, stepped on the deep snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and walked out of the mountain, sometimes falling and getting up again, and slowly walking towards the dark lead clouds in the north of the wasteland.

It's better to live than to die, like a fool.

He doesn't know his life, like a homeless injured wild dog.

Because of the violent struggle, the arrow wound on the chest that was temporarily stopped by the Dao breath shattered again, and the blood overflowed from the fingers of the Prince of Longqing, dripping on the snow, dragging an extremely long and extremely red line on the snow under the cliff:

The blood line didn't last long, and it was quickly covered by the wind and snow.

His stumbling and tragic figure was finally covered by the wind and snow.

Ye Hongyu watched his figure disappear into the wind and snow, and never said a word.

She didn't know when he would fall down again and then never get up again, eventually turning into an ice corpse in the cold wasteland, all she knew was that the guy who was once qualified to threaten him was still alive, but dead.

I don't know how long it took, she slowly turned around, quietly looked at the verdant valley on the other side of the snow cliff, and said without a trace of emotion: "Some people should die, so ......"

The words came to an abrupt end, and she stared into the distance and fell into a long silence, the wind and snow gradually softened and gradually stared at her face, and her expressionless beautiful face was like a beautiful statue carved out of ice jade.

Suddenly she blinked.

Blink a ground of frost.

The grass that was about to occupy the entire snow cliff before was quickly withering with the destruction of Prince Longqing, and the peach blossoms on the firewood were also withering one by one, but with the blink of an eye, the snow cliff regenerated and changed.

The grass no longer withered or flourished, the peach blossoms no longer fell and no longer bloomed, but they remained absolutely still in the state of the moment when she blinked, as if time had frozen all life.

Not everything was frozen, not the wind and snow on the cliff, and neither was her red dress that danced in the wind.

The cold wind swept around her body with snow flakes, and gradually turned into a very clear snow bundle, rotating at high speed around her waist, and the fluttering red dress dragged the two ties behind her, which was blown by the wind and lightly touched the snow bundle around her waist, as if the tip of the ink pen had entered the clear water, and the snow on her waist suddenly became bright red. At the two steep cliffs in the depths of the Heavenly Forsaken Mountain Range, Zhi Shouguan walked Ye Su and Demon Sect walked Tang, sitting in relative silence across the deep and bottomless canyon, no matter whether the peach blossoms beside the Prince of Longqing opened or Ning Que cooked fish to break the realm, the feelings on their faces did not change in the slightest until that arrow passed through the entire verdant valley.

"This arrow is ......"

"It's a good shot. ”

Ye Su looked into the distance and said indifferently: "Only the academy can have such a good arrow." ”

Tang looked at him on the opposite cliff and said in a deep voice, "I only know that you lost." ”

Tang Xiaotang held the blood-colored giant knife tightly and stood behind his brother, looking at the other side vigilantly and slightly excitedly. Ye Su slowly stood up, picked up his thin body and the simple bun, and looked extremely lonely among the gray-black cliffs, suddenly he felt something, looked into the distance again, and the corners of his lips slightly revealed a warm smile.

Tang also felt the movement on the snow cliff, and his expression was slightly different.

Ning Que slowly lowered his arm, the hand holding the iron bow trembled slightly, this arrow consumed too much of his mental power, especially the damage to the shoulder muscles was very severe, but the pale cheeks could not help but smile with pleasure.

The dazzling light in the sea of knowledge was suddenly extinguished, presumably even if Prince Longqing did not die, it would be impossible to break through the heavy gate of knowing his fate, if it was really as Mo Shanshan said, the other party might not even have any hope of entering the knowing fate in this life.

Yuan Thirteen Arrows was able to exert terrifying power in the first actual battle, and was able to snipe a strong man like Prince Longqing, Ning Que was not surprised by this, thinking that he was only in the realm of confusion in the mountain behind the academy at that time, and he was already in the realm when he shot today's arrow;

Mo Shanshan looked at him, his dark eyes were as big as ink, full of confusion, and his thin and red lips were very tight, as if there were endless doubts and shocks.

Ning Que rubbed his shoulders, looked at her and said with a smile, "Shocked by my bow and arrow?"

Mo Shanshan nodded lightly.

Ning Que said proudly: "Awesome, right?"

Mo Shanshan nodded again.

Then she asked with a solemn expression, "You have already won the bet, why do you want to shoot this arrow?"

Ning Que said: "The purpose of the battle is not to win yourself, but to make the enemy defeat. ”

Looking at the girl's puzzled expression, he continued: "If the self-victory and the enemy does not lose, it is a false victory, and if the self-victory does not appear to be victorious but the enemy loses, this is the real victory. ”

Mo Shanshan was transformed by him all the way, and he was able to roughly understand his interpretation of the battle, but there were still many things that he could not understand, such as why he had to let the prince of Longqing fall into such a terrible defeat.

"Although you are a scholar and have the support of the Tang Empire, Prince Longqing is the leader of the younger generation who is favored by the great gods and officials of Taoshan, and he is the son of Xiling in the eyes of Haotian believers, but he was ruined by you in such a way, haven't you considered that this will lead to uncontrollable consequences?"

Ning Que said expressionlessly: "If this is a bet, he should pay the price promised after losing, if this is a battle, then I never think about other consequences until I confirm the absolute defeat of the enemy." ”

Mo Shanshan looked at his eyes and shook his head, and said: "This reason is not sufficient, you are a very smart person, you should know very well that even if he enters the knowledge of his fate, he will not dare to kill you, and he should know better what the consequences will be if you kill him, but you still chose to shoot that arrow, and did not hesitate at all, why is this?"

Ning Que was silent for a moment, then said with a smile: "He shouldn't have mentioned Sangsang at that time. ”

This, the most terrifying, ruthless and shameless Ning Que in the world, is the Ning Que when he hears others mention Sangsang. Anyone who tries to threaten or accuse him with Sangsang will do whatever it takes to kill them first.

Because only in this way can he be sure that this threat will never be established, and can he be sure that he will not live forever in anxiety and pain, which has become his habit or greatest instinct.

This instinct began fourteen years ago, through the drought and famine in the north of the empire, cannibalism all the way, through the bathing barrels of old hunters in the Minshan wild forest, and killed countless horse thieves in the grasslands outside Weicheng, and then continues to this day.

This is the most untouchable point of Ning Que, it is his greatest principle, there will never be any exceptions, no matter that, whether the person is the prince of Longqing or the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, or even the master.

In Chang'an City, Princess Li Yu once thought that she had discovered Ning Que's weakness and life gate was Sangsang, and on the snow cliff a few days ago, Prince Longqing tried to confirm Ning Que's weakness and life gate according to the information of the temple Sangsang.

And yet they were all wrong:

Sangsang is not Ning Que's lifeline.

Sangsang is Ning Que's life:

Therefore, Ning Que, who is most greedy for life and afraid of death, can spare his own life in order to save his own life, and naturally does not care about the lives of others, and the war in the world has no weight compared to peace: so even if the other party is the prince of Longqing, he will choose to destroy the other party with one arrow, never care about the consequences and is very happy to work

After resting on the meadow for a while, Ning Que recovered some of his spirits, and was about to take the Yuan Thirteen Arrow back into the paulownia box, when suddenly his eyebrows were raised, and his eyes felt slightly painful, as if he had been pricked by a needle.

He raised his head in shock and looked at the snow cliff in the distance again, only to see that in the silent and peaceful world in the sea of knowledge, an extremely bright light suddenly bloomed, and that light was so incandescent and cold and powerful, even more dazzling than the light before the Longqing prince broke through the realm, and he felt very terrifying:

Someone's breaking the border!

Someone broke through the snow cliffs!

Someone broke the fate realm on the top of the snow cliff!

The person who is breaking the realm of knowing fate is stronger than Long Qing!

Ning Que felt the aura of Haotian Divine Radiance contained in that incandescent light, and deduced the identity of the person who broke the realm on the snow cliff with the fastest speed in the shortest time, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely shocked.

Then without any hesitation or thinking, he quickly picked up the iron bow, pulled the bow and arrows, took a deep breath, and shot another arrow in the direction of the distant snow cliff!

The still lake shook violently, and the air in the forest was torn and uneasy:

Before the iron bow, the white end flow of heaven and earth vitality had not disappeared, Ning Que quickly took out the bag that Master Yan Se gave him from his sleeve, held it tightly in his palm, stared at the broad-leaved forest in the south of the valley, and said in a deep voice to Mo Shanshan

"Ready to kill one more person...... The idiot took it. ”