Chapter 41: Cold Poison, in front of the grave

The sun was shining, and the inside of the wooden house was also bright, but seeing the woman pushing the door in, Yi An's heart was not so bright.

Especially the woman fell to him.

Watching the woman fall towards herself, "so soft", this was Yi An's first thought, and then Yi An knew two things:

The first thing is that the woman was poisoned by the cold, and the poisoning was not light, and it was not easy for the woman to survive here.

The second thing, the "cold" in the woman's mouth is not a joke, it is indeed very cold, Yi An's hand touched the woman's arm, Yi An only felt that his hand was instantly numb, and his hand was covered with a layer of frost.

"Why don't you take a few more steps?" Yi An couldn't help muttering, enduring the frost on his hands, the soul power in Yi An's body was running, the black soul power flowed through the veins, and went towards his hands, and a trace of blue light merged into the black soul power, Yi An found that his hands were cold, and his feeling gradually recovered.

The frost on his hands gradually dissipated, and the black soul power gathered in his hands, and the frost gradually dissipated.

"This soul power can actually resist cold poison?" Yi An thought with some surprise, and then became more curious about the nameless ancient book, but obviously now was not the time to think about it.

Yi An then helped the woman to the top of the wooden collapse, and before Yi An could react, the woman wrapped her hands around Yi An's waist, "Cold, I'm cold", the woman's eyes were closed, and she muttered.

The lips of the two were close to each other, and the woman exhaled like an orchid. Yi An got a little closer, and he could kiss the woman's soft lips, "It's okay, it's still a little close", Yi An couldn't help but think.

The two bodies were connected, and Yi An could clearly feel the softness in his chest, but in an instant, a layer of frost appeared on Yi An's body, and the soul power in his body flowed, and the frost disappeared again. At the moment when Yi An was stunned, he only felt a wave of divine consciousness coming.

Xu Su is right, women are all disasters, no matter what they become. Yi Anxin thought so, looking at the woman's frosty white face, Yi An gritted his teeth, his fingers came to the woman's crisp chest, and a slight light appeared on Yi An's fingertips, and he lightly clicked it.

The woman was instantly lifeless.

Outside the wooden house, in front of the weeds, there is a snow-white flower.

Rouge dotted snow.

A man in green clothes came to the snow-like flowers, and the water droplets on the flowers slowly dripped down.

"In autumn, the dew rises in the morning, and the frost falls in the night. This is not morning, not night, where does the water droplet come from?" The man in Tsing Yi stretched out his palm, the man's palm was extremely white, like a woman's hand, the man's fingers received the dripping water droplets, and the chill on the water droplets still did not dissipate.

"This is the chill on the sword of the junior sister, it seems that it should be going this way. The man in Tsing Yi muttered to himself, then closed his eyes, and his divine sense spread out.

Water droplets drip, the breeze blows, and the weeds sway.

Immerse yourself in consciousness.

After a while, the man opened his eyes, and the look of doubt flashed in his eyes, and the man was a little surprised to think, "It's not around here, didn't the senior sister say that she was injured?"

The man then glanced at the wooden house, ignored it, and the figure disappeared again, sweeping forward.

Feeling his consciousness dissipate, Yi An's fingers did not leave the woman's chest, and the woman's snort was gone.

But after a while, the man in Tsing Yi returned to his original place, looked at the wooden house, then shook his head, and said softly: "It seems that he is really not here, where can he go? ”

The man's figure vanished, leaving the place completely.

Feeling the divine consciousness that disappeared again, Yi An took a deep breath, and his face turned much paler.

Without the slightest hesitation, Yi An came to the woman's abdomen with two fingers, above the sea of qi, as if after a long time, feeling the breath coming from the other party's body, Yi An breathed a sigh of relief, and became a little dizzy.

"If you hadn't happened to be poisoned, you wouldn't have been so lucky. Yi An couldn't help but say, wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead, but in a moment, Yi An was already sweating profusely, and you can imagine the effort that Yi An had spent before.

There are only two ways to escape the divine consciousness of the man in Tsing Yi.

On the one hand, it is necessary to outperform the other party in cultivation, at least to be able to not be weaker than the other party in terms of divine sense, so as to avoid when the opponent's divine sense comes.

The second is a general approach, to die.

There were no soul power fluctuations on the body of the dead, not even any breath of life, so the divine consciousness would definitely not be able to detect it.

Yi'an chose the second method, of course, not to really die, but a state of suspended animation, or to sleep.

Of course, it is not people who sleep falsely, but the sea of qi, and the soul power of the sea of qi is as if it is still. Soul power is different from the cyclone, the cyclone will stop rotating, but the soul power will not stop flowing, but due to the cold poison, the soul power seems to freeze, and it stops flowing, of course, although this can avoid the man's divine sense, but its own cold poison also attacks the heart, if the cold poison enters the heart, it is basically hopeless.

As a last resort, Yi An could only use sword qi to stop the cold poison from invading his heart, and Zuihou reluctantly used this to drive the soul power of the woman's qi sea.

There are five realms in the way of the sword, and after the entry, there is the microscopic transformation.

The so-called microscopic is to put the sword qi into the subtlety.

Yi An knows that sword qi is not just on the sword, there is a saying in heaven: there is no sword in the hand, and the sword in the heart is the real sword.

Yi An naturally couldn't reach this step, but it was not difficult to use his fingers as a sword, and at this time, a faint light on Yi An's fingers gradually disappeared.

"I still haven't achieved the subtlety, and it's so laborious. Yi An looked tired and said softly.

The soul power in the woman's body slowly flowed, Yi An only felt a pair of thin hands wrapped around her waist, the coldness on the woman's jade hand made Yi Anxin swing, and a dark fragrance entered her nose, and her chest was soft, Yi An couldn't help but open her eyes, looked at the woman on her body, and thought a little speechlessly: "Come again?"

At this moment, the frost on the woman's body continued to spread to Yi An, and the black soul power in Yi An's body continued to circulate, and the frost on Yi An's body disappeared.

"It's cold, it's cold. Yi An couldn't help but say.

"Ten years ago was a conspiracy......," the woman said.

Yi Anxin was taken aback.

Ten years ago, the Crane Palace, the Rebellion of the Four States, Xu Su.

A few words flashed in Yi An's mind, and Yi An remembered the woman's identity, and said slowly: "Xu Su, maybe you are saved." ”

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On Xuantian Peak.

It's not just because of the high mountain peak or anything else, but when I stand on top of the mountain, I just feel that the sky is much closer to me.

A charming young woman dressed in white walked on the path between the peaks, the path was rugged, and the young woman did not walk fast, walking forward step by step.

"Da Da Da", the footsteps seemed to tap on the young woman's heart, and the further she went, the slower and slower the young woman's footsteps became, and she was timid.

At the end of the path, a grave appeared in front of the young woman's eyes, and a flash of color flashed in the young woman's eyes.

Seeing that there were some weeds on the grave in front of her, the young woman squatted down, stretched out her hand, and removed the weeds on the tomb without saying a word, but for a moment, the young woman's hands were already covered with loess.

"It's another year, I didn't expect time to pass so quickly, the weeds that were just removed last year have now grown so much. The woman said softly, with deep affection.

"The lotus flowers in the pond have bloomed, this is what you want to see the most, right? However, you don't know that it is me and not her who have been with you for nine years. ”

The love is deep and sad, and the young woman's eyes are hurt.

"Weishenme? can she be preceded by me?"

The weeds in the young woman's hands were instantly covered with frost, and the young woman's eyes grew cold.

"If it weren't for the fact that Qinghe Pond was made by you, she would still be alive until now? ”

The weeds on her hands instantly turned into ice slag and slowly fell to the loess on the ground, and a tear slipped from the woman's eyes.

Suddenly, the woman wiped tears from the corners of her eyes, turned around, and looked at a dark shadow behind her.

"You don't have a problem here, do you?" asked the dark shadow faintly, his voice hoarse.

"Rest assured, there will be no problem. The young woman said slowly in a soft voice.

"It's best, or you know the consequences. The shadow looked up as if looking at a woman, and said aloud.

"Are you threatening me?" said the young woman in a coquettish voice with a cold glint in her eyes.

The black shadow raised his hand, and a fallen leaf on the ground slowly came to his fingertips, and the fingertip leaves danced lightly. Then four more leaves came to his fingertips, and the leaves wrapped around the black shadow's fingertips, and the black shadow raised its head, and the leaves flew out and flew in front of the young woman.

When the young woman saw the fallen leaves flying in front of her, she didn't dare to hesitate at all, and her fingertips dripped water.

One drop, two drops.

Dozens of drops.

After a few moments, the water condensed into a sword, and a turquoise sword appeared in front of the young woman, and the frost rose on the sword, and the young woman raised her sword and slashed at the flying leaves.

The black shadow flickered by, and instantly came to the young woman's body, his fingers stretched out, and two leaves flew between the two fingers, the leaves wrapped the sword body in the young woman's hand, and the black shadow clamped the sword body with two fingers, and the other three leaves came to the young woman.

The leaves stopped in front of the young woman and did not go further.

"I said what's wrong? It turns out that my cultivation has improved. The dark shadow smiled hoarsely and then said, and the finger was lowered, and the turquoise sword disappeared into the woman's hand, and a few leaves fell.

"What to do and what not to do, you know it in your own heart. Time is running out, and there is no room for error this time. The hoarse voice of the black shadow fell, and then the figure slowly disappeared in place.

The woman looked at the fallen leaves on the ground, her eyes moved slightly, she picked up a leaf on the grave, and said softly: "You have seen it, you will not be disappointed in me, right?"

"Everything I do is for you. ”

The woman's sigh echoed in the forest, lingering.