Wen Taishi had a gloomy face, and said to Ye Xue with a smile: "Original... Come... You... Root... Root... Not... Yes... Division...... Father! ”

[Hearing Wen Taishi's categorical words, Feng Zhengying and Feng Jinyu, who were still crawling on the ground, were stunned.

Feng Zhengying and Feng Jinyu raised their heads and looked at Yexue, but Yexue didn't have the leisure to reply to them.

Ye Xue didn't care about Master Wen, and found out that she didn't have the fact that she didn't have a master master, she couldn't enter the space, and her life was already in the hands of Master Wen, even if she really had a master of the top master, Master Wen couldn't let her go...... She...... There is no way back......

"Feng Ye, you don't have a master!" In the laughter of Master Wen, Ye Xue's mind became more and more blurred.

Just when Yexue struggled several times, did not shake Wen Taishi at all, had difficulty breathing, and was getting closer and closer to death, Yexue suddenly remembered Xuanyuan Aotian.

Xuanyuan Aotian, the only deaconist in her two lives.

Xuanyuan Aotian, her sunshine...... Her warmth ...... Her Spring ...... The beauty of her life......

Xuanyuan Aotian, her lover...... Could it be that she is going to die here today, and she won't even see her for the last time......

Despair, overwhelming despair, surged into the night snow, and his feet stopped shaking, and his hands began to slide...... My mind gradually went blank, and the black words flickered in the snow-white world: Xuanyuan Aotian...... Xuanyuan Aotian ...... Autean ...... Autean ......

"Snow ......" shouted urgently, which shocked the spirit of Yexue.

Ye Xue opened her eyes, and saw the figure of the white-clothed Shengxue appearing in front of her.

The clothes are better than the snow, and the handsome is three points better than half a year ago. Xuanyuan Aotian, who drove away the night and brought light to the world, held the Hades Sword that flew out of Ye Xue's hand and was inserted in the mud.

The black sword qi burst out of the air, and Wen Taishi sensed the danger, so he let go of the night snow and jumped to the side.

Xuanyuan Aotian didn't attack Wen Taishi, who had a gap behind him, he wrapped his long hand and hugged the night snow that had slipped down from the pillar into his arms.

Frost's face is full of worry.

"Snow ......"

At some point, a mist began to appear in his eyes. She Nangong Yexue has never been afraid of death...... Even if it was the line of life and death just now, she was not afraid...... She's scared...... She's scared...... I will never see this person in front of me again...... The one in front of her, the person she loves forever......

Nangong Yexue can die, but it can't be without Xuanyuan Aotian!

*****

Ye Xue had tears in her eyes, she was holding Xuanyuan Aotian's clothes, and with a crying voice, she roared: "What kind of plane are you doing, only come here now......"

Worried, touched, warm, dangerous, loving, worried...... Xuanyuan Aotian's mixed emotions were all shouted back by Ye Xue's rushing scolding.

Not to mention Xuanyuan Aotian, even Feng Zhengying and Feng Jinyu forgot to retreat from the situation of great crisis at this time because of the night snow.

"Damn, this rain is dripping into my eyes!" The stubborn night snow, after standing still on her feet, wiped the tears on her face, and hit Xuanyuan Aotian on the chest with a fist, she scolded again: "You are dead, you came so late, do you want me to die, you are looking for the third little four, the fifth little six, the ......."

At this moment, Ye Xue completely forgot, in the message a while ago, Xuanyuan Aotian said that he would wait for him to clean up Wen Taishi, but Ye Xue thought that today's timing was just right, and he refused to rush no matter how much he hurried, he couldn't reach Xuanyuan Aotian in Fengcheng of the Vermilion Bird Empire before today......