The howl of wolves came from the forest behind them, and if a group of wolves rushed out at this time, it would really kill them.

"Ah Xian......" Dongli staggered to his feet, and before he could take a step, he had already fallen in front of Wang Xian. Dongli stretched out his frozen fingers, gently stroked Wang Xian's bloodstained face, and for a moment, he didn't know where the strength came from, and he stood up trembling all over.

Dongli knelt in front of Wang Xian, trying to pull her up and carry her on her back. But her fingers accidentally touched her frozen eyes, and her wounds were completely frozen.

At that moment, Dongli panicked. It was just one day that he experienced all the painful feelings he had never felt before.

After being at a loss, Dongli slowly leaned over, his lips covering Wang Xian's eyes. He was warming Wang Xian's wound little by little! Until his lips were covered with blood, Dongli saw that Wang Xian's wound was no longer frozen, so he tore off the strip of cloth to bandage her, and took off his coat and covered her.

In this way, Dongli staggered forward in a white ice and snow with Wang Xian on his back.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and Dongli became more and more panicked, because he felt that Wang Xian had no breath!

Dongli gritted his teeth and insisted, his legs were wet and frozen, frozen and wet, and he couldn't lift his feet anymore. Finally, after walking for an unknown amount of time, Dongli fell into the snow unexpectedly. This time, he really couldn't stand up.

It won't be long before the snow will bury both of them. Thinking of this, Dongli actually felt a little warm in his heart, he turned over and hugged Wang Xian tightly in his arms, although his voice was hoarse but gentle and long, "I regret that I didn't wait a little longer that day, if I don't feel inferior and don't think about it, we are all in Qizhou now." Then we drank pear blossom stuffed together. Ah Xian, whoever arrives in the other world first will have to wait. Please be sure to wait for me, I will run to find you as fast as possible. ”

"Then the names of the two of us were engraved on the Sansheng Stone. Engraved big, the most shining and eye-catching...... If anyone dares to stop him, I will kill him. Dongli's eyes were sour, and tears welled up, "I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid of you death...... I'd rather go down and wait a few more decades myself than die like this. ”

Gradually, Dongli couldn't feel the cold, he couldn't feel the cold, he didn't feel anything.

You're going to die, right?

As soon as such a thought appeared, Dongli hugged Wang Xian even more in fear. At that moment, the sound of horses' hooves pulled him out of his vague consciousness. Dongli looked up with difficulty, and in front of him was a bright and warm torch. A group of people jumped off their horses, and a man led by them walked up to him.

Almost subconsciously, Dongli retreated Wang Xian to this person, as if to say: Save her......

Wang Ziliang condescendingly watched so embarrassed and vulnerable, and quickly squatted down to throw away the ragged coat wrapped around Wang Xian, and wrapped Wang Xian with the brocade cloak on his body. Wang Ziliang hugged Wang Xian to the horse, and only then did he see Wang Xian's bloodstained cheeks and bandaged eyes, and the father was immediately angry, but when he turned back angrily, he found that Dongli was unconscious.

Suddenly, a plan came to mind, maybe he didn't need to do it, and Dongli died by himself.

The strange thing is that as far as he knows, Dongli's demonic power is very deep, and now when he looks at it, why is he not even having any demonic power? Just like an ordinary person! What happened between them? Wang Xian's eyes were injured, and Dongli's demonic power also disappeared.

With all the doubts, Wang Ziliang led a group of people back to the capital without looking back.

The sky and the earth are small, and a black shadow is buried in the snow, and the more it is buried, the smaller it becomes.

Dongli felt that he was sleeping, but he slept very uncomfortably, it was cold everywhere, and his arms were empty.

The wind whistling in my ears was mixed with the sound of nothingness, "You can't just die, if you die, I will die." ”

Dongli didn't have the strength to open his eyes or make other movements. But shortly after the sound sounded, he felt someone drag him up, rude but not dead.

It had been snowing for a long time, and all traces would have been covered with snow. Dongli's footprints, Wang Xian's bloodstains......

Dongli had a strange dream, dreaming that he was standing in front of the ancient tree that he had gone to look for with Wang Xian, the ancient tree was blooming a very spectacular and beautiful red, and a girl was sitting under the tree and weaving a wreath. She looks like Wang Xian, but she doesn't look like Wang Xian. Wang Xian doesn't have such a quiet and gentle picture, she has been jumping around like a rabbit.

Who is this man?

Dongli couldn't help but shout at the girl, and the girl looked up when she heard the sound, it was clearly the same face as Wang Xian!

"Don't worry!" the girl laughed so much that the ancient tree was a little inferior, "I'm going to make it up right away! I'm going to give Tianyin the best-looking garland!"

Dong Lizheng was puzzled, but his mouth continued uncontrollably: "What kind of garland does a manly man wear!

The girl pursed her mouth and continued to bow her head and fiddle with the garland, "When I'm ready, I can't let you refuse." If you don't wear it, I'll ignore you again!"

Dongli was very puzzled, who was Tianyin, who was he, and who was she?

The chaos in his mind caused Dongli to retreat step by step, and then stepped into the air and fell into the darkness. He opened his eyes slowly, and in the warm light of the fire saw the familiar face—the man who had repeatedly disturbed his thoughts!

Dongli suddenly realized that all kinds of strange dreams might be related.

Dongli sat up with difficulty, and called to the person beside him: "Tianyin?"