The Wuchenzi and the Torture Sword Elder who were fighting above the heavens were also able to distinguish the winner from the loser at this time. Wuchenzi, who shot with all his might, knocked the Torture Sword Elder out of the city with a magical spell, and vomited blood and flew hundreds of feet away.

He turned his head abruptly, and when he saw the scene under the mountain peak, anger rose in his eyes, and he shouted angrily in a rage: "Damn bastard!"

I saw his figure shoot out and fly towards Ning Xuewei, and at the same time, his right hand instantly snapped his fingers twice, and two streamers shot out, instantly piercing the chests of the two true disciples, splashing a stream of blood.

The two True Disciple originally thought that they could kill Du Feiyun, but unexpectedly stabbed a female monk, and when their faces were stunned, they were pierced through the heart by Wuchenzi's two spells, and the vitality in their eyes passed quickly, and their bodies fell softly.

In the distance, Elder Torture Sword's face was pale and embarrassed. As soon as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he ordered the rest of the disciples to leave quickly. Before turning around and flying away, he glared at Wuchenzi hatefully, his eyes were bitter and cold.

The moment the two True Transmission disciples fell, Wuchenzi fell to the ground, and his left hand flashed with colorful aura, enveloping Ning Xuewei and Du Feiyun. After counting the dots on the two of them and giving them another pill, Wuchenzi breathed a sigh of relief.

"The damned torture sword, it is so despicable that he secretly instructed his disciples to sneak attack, it is really hateful. Wuchenzi frowned, and couldn't help but scold Xing Jianzi in a low voice.

"It's all my carelessness, this time not only Feiyun Kid is dangerous, but even Xue Wei's girl has also suffered a heavy blow. ”

Wuchenzi looked at Du Feiyun and Ning Xuewei who were in a coma worriedly, and was still blaming himself in a low voice.

At this time, I saw the big stone at the entrance of the Yongdao next to me, a burst of light flashed, and several figures walked out in a row. The leader was the true disciple Mo Depression, followed by several female disciples of Zangxue Bingfeng and Han Fei, and even Du Xuanqing also came.

Obviously, the battle outside the mountain gate fluctuated too much, and it was already earth-shattering, and it had already alarmed many disciples. These disciples related to Du Feiyun and Ning Xuewei, after learning about what happened outside the mountain gate, they all hurried over, but they didn't expect to be one step late.

When everyone saw that the two people lying on the ground were in a coma, both of them were pale and bloody, and their brows were furrowed, full of worry.

In particular, Ning Xuewei's chest robe had been soaked in blood and turned a dark red, which was even more shocking, making the eyes of several female monks present red. She was seriously injured, and her snort was gradually weakening, and she was already in danger.

"Elder Mission, what's going on?How are Senior Brother Feiyun and Senior Sister Xue Wei?Is there a danger to their lives?" At this time, the matter was urgent, and everyone actually forgot to salute, and the depressed person led by him opened his mouth to ask Wuchenzi first.

"Hey······" The mission elder didn't want to say more, just sighed under his breath. Seeing this scene, everyone's mood sank to the bottom, and they all had a bad premonition.

"I have simply healed their wounds, and whether they can wake up in half a pillar of incense depends on their creation. If it still doesn't work at that time, then the only way to do this is to bring it back to the sect first, and then find another way. ”

Everyone's hearts were very heavy, and they gradually became desperate, Du Xuanqing's eyes were filled with tears, lying beside Du Feiyun, calling his name in a low voice, with a sad expression.

At this time, hearing Wuchenzi's words, everyone had some hope again. Knowing that the two of them were now seriously injured and could not move for the time being, everyone came to the front with concern and concern, whispering their names, hoping to wake them up.

If the two of them are determined enough and their survival is strong enough, they will still be able to wake up in half a pillar of incense, and there will be great hope for treatment at that time. On the other hand, it will be much trickier.

Du Wanqing was sobbing sadly, and kept calling Du Feiyun's name, his expression was very sad and heartbreaking.

After a while, Du Wanqing suddenly let out a low cry of joy, and everyone looked intently, only to see Du Feiyun's eyelids blink slightly a few times, showing signs of waking up.

After a while, Du Feiyun finally opened his eyelids with difficulty, and his still somewhat blurred eyes looked around blankly, and then gradually turned to Ning Xuewei beside him.

After seeing Ning Xuewei's injury and situation clearly, Du Feiyun's face also changed greatly, and he was extremely worried, and after learning the reason for Ning Xuewei's injury, he was even more deeply remorseful. ...,

He struggled to prop up his arms and attached them to Ning Xuewei's ear, whispering in grief. "Senior Sister Xuewei, wake up! Senior Sister Xuewei, I'm sorry, I hurt you!"

For a long time, a long time, under the concerned and worried gaze of everyone, Ning Xuewei's eyes finally blinked slightly, and then slowly opened her eyes, and her dull eyes looked around.

Her face was as pale as paper, her lips were bloodless, her eyes were dead gray, and her snort was so faint that she could die at any moment. This is still Wuchenzi's method is mysterious enough to make Ning Xuewei wake up, otherwise she would have died.

After all, if he was broken through the defense by the two swords, he pierced the heart of his chest, and if he was an ordinary congenital stage monk, he would have been dead for a long time.

"Feiyun, are you okay?" Ning Xuewei's godless eyes stared at Du Feiyun, a smile squeezed out with difficulty on her pale face, her bloodless lips trembled, and her voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

"I'm fine, Senior Sister Xuewei, don't give up, you'll definitely be fine!" Du Feiyun's face squeezed out a smile of encouragement, holding on to his injuries and pain, comforting Ning Xuewei.

"Feiyun, I'm ······ I'm your junior sister. Ning Xuewei's snort became weaker and weaker, and her eyes became darker and darker.

"Yes, yes, Senior Sister Xuewei, don't give up, I will definitely find a way to cure you. Du Feiyun nodded in a panic, holding Ning Xuewei's cold hand, trying hard to output Yuan Force to help her.

"Feiyun, it's useless, my heart is broken, and there is no help. Ning Xuewei spit out this sentence with difficulty, and then she slowly and spontaneously took off a jasper hairpin, and glanced at the hairpin with a touch of nostalgia in her eyes, before slowly putting the hairpin into Du Feiyun's palm.

"Feiyun, I'm running out of time. You saved me once, I saved you once, and we evened out. I can return the hairpin to you today, although I am very reluctant, but I think it will have a better owner. ”

Ning Xuewei used almost all her strength to finally say these words. Her right hand holding the jasper hairpin gradually loosened, there was still a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, with a touch of nostalgia in her eyes, and she glanced at Du Feiyun after the most slugging, and slowly closed her eyes.

"Senior Sister Xuewei!!"

"Senior Sister Xuewei!!"

Several sad voices sounded, and several female disciples of the Hidden Snow Ice Peak burst out of their eyes in tears, covering their mouths and sobbing.

Du Xuanqing and the other disciples were no exception, seeing Ning Xuewei close her eyes in front of her eyes, the grief in her heart was heavy as you can imagine.

Wuchenzi also looked heavy, shook his head helplessly, sighed, and said in a low voice: "Xue Wei, her heart is broken, her vitality is gone, even the great monk is helpless!"

For a while, everyone in the audience was in a sad mood, sobbing continued to sound, and the male disciples' eyes were also red. Du Feiyun's expression was heavy, and he looked at Ning Xuewei in front of him without saying a word, and the self-blame and grief in his eyes almost overflowed his eyes.

"Senior Sister Xuewei, I'm sorry for you. ”

He knelt stiffly beside Ning Xuewei, looked at Ning Xuewei, who had fallen into a deep sleep forever, and blurted out in a low voice, the pain and self-blame in his heart, accompanied by chaotic thoughts, were constantly coiling

At this moment, his mind couldn't help but recall the scenes of his acquaintance and intersection with Ning Xuewei.

I still remember that three years ago, when I first saw Ning Xuewei, he was still looking for the mountain gate of Liuyun Sect. There were three outer disciples of the Liuyun Sect who were not good for him, and it was Ning Xuewei who appeared to rescue him, and led him into the mountain gate and met Xue Bing.

I still remember that more than two years ago, it was Ning Xuewei and several female disciples who took him into the Underground World to do sect tasks. That was the first time he had entered the Underground World, and it was Ning Xuewei who explained to him all the way, helped him all the way, and gave him many materials and treasures.

On the Broken Cloud Platform that day, at the three-year small competition meeting of the outer disciples, Ning Xuewei's worried expression echoed and swirled in his mind. Fighting with Chu Yun in the ring, when he finally broke through the seal of the innate promotion, Ning Xuewei secretly turned her head to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, which was clearly reflected in his mind and heart.

Many, much, everything, in the past three years, all the intersections between the two, Ning Xuewei's smile, every word and deed, at this time, flashed in his heart like a movie picture. ...,

It wasn't until this moment that he understood the meaning of the triumphant smile on the corner of her mouth when she turned to leave when he gave Ning Xuewei the jade hairpin. Only then did he realize that this senior sister, who had always been silent and had a cold personality, had imprinted him in his heart at some point.

At this time, seeing her slowly close her eyes in front of her eyes and fall into a complete sleep, there was an inexplicable cramping pain in his heart, and the heaviness, the self-blame, made him almost breathless.

He has always regarded Ning Xuewei as a senior sister who takes care of himself, his best friend, and a senior sister who can be entrusted intimately. It wasn't until this moment that he understood that it seemed that this relationship was not so simple.

In the past, he has always been accustomed to sharing his joys, sorrows and sorrows with Ning Xuewei, and he is very relieved and happy to have such a senior sister who is always worried about him. However, he had never thought about the relationship between men and women, even when the mission elder said that Ning Xuewei would be married to him as a Taoist couple, he had never thought about it.

However, until now, I watched Ning Xuewei pass away, watched her close her eyes and leave herself. He suddenly understood that habit is actually a kind of feeling.

It's just that this kind of feeling is too subtle, and only when you lose it, you will suddenly wake up.

He didn't know if this kind of feeling was the so-called love, because the word love was too heavy, who could say it. But he knew that if he had a choice, he would rather those two swords stab him in the chest.

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time. Clear

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