CHAPTER XIII

Jialan fled through the forest with her sword in her arms, but she didn't want the people behind to chase after her, and she didn't even have a chance to breathe.

The weakness of her body made her feel the passage of strength, and she really didn't want to drop the chain at a critical moment, so Jialan gritted her teeth and held on.

She originally thought that she could absorb the aura of this sword, and to see how ordinary the aura of this sword was, she thought that the aura must be abundant. Who knows that abundance is abundance, but she is the one who is sucked. Now it's good, not only did he expose himself, but he also provoked the Terrans......

"The girl snatched the sword below, where do you want to go?" the cold voice came from far and near, and a face full of frost forced her sight.

Xu Mo sneered, and with a flick of his hand, he threw the scimitar out of the scabbard. The knife surface rubbed Jialan's face back into his hand, and a strand of hair fluttered and fell.

Jialan was able to dodge an attack, nervous and afraid, but her face did not appear, she just frowned and forcibly reversed the direction.

Xu Mo followed closely, his body exuding a dark red heat. He was angry now, and though he was not on the verge of anger, it was not a joy to have a little girl snatch his sword with one hand.

He took out the communication talisman and lit it with one hand, calling out to Zhaohan and Hujiang, ordering them to assist him in luring Jialan to their camp.

Hu Jiang hesitated for a moment after receiving the order, and then thought of Shaodian or decided to follow the order first.

Hujiang didn't know the terrain route of Tongshan, so he could only follow Zhaohan. That sword would unconsciously leak cold air without the control of Xuan Mo, and the flames around Xu Mo happened to suppress the emission of cold energy.

At this time, because of the alternation of hot and cold, a strong wind swirled in the forest. The wind blows people, and it is not suitable to fly and jump. Zhao Han hid behind a tree, while Hujiang hid in the grass, waiting for the strong wind to pass.

Hujiang saw the dead branches and fallen leaves coming towards him, and quickly opened the folding fan to block the dead leaves that were blowing. The ring jade on his waist shook wildly and collided, he hurriedly lowered his head and held it, and he caught a glimpse of a black figure flashing quickly, it was Zhaohan!

When I looked up again, I found that Zhao Han was no longer behind the tree. Not far away, a black figure was jumping quickly in formation.

But what surprised him even more was that the fan in his hand was cut by the dead branch that blew in, and the entire fan surface was torn apart, and he didn't even notice it. Although this fan is just an ordinary product, it is a treasure that King Anting likes very much.

He suddenly had some suspicions that this was Xumo's ghost. It's better to feel sorry for the fan silently for a second.

Hujiang took down the fan and was about to see where Zhao Han went, but he was accidentally blinded by the sudden wind and sand. When he opened his eyes again, Zhao Han was gone.

Hujiang was stunned all of a sudden.

"Zhaohan, Zhaohan!?ah...... "The wind broke and he didn't shout a few times, and he ate a mouthful of sand.

So where is he going now?

“......”

Hujiang is flying indiscriminately, and I don't know the southeast and northwest. This is good, Xu Mo is afraid that he will dislike him and not let him follow.

The mountains were silent, only the wind whirring. Hujiang simply stopped at the lake, picked up a handful of water and washed his face. He ripped off the jade at his waist and looked at it carefully, and the jasper's ring was missing a corner due to the previous impact.

This is a piece of divine jade, is it so easy to break divine jade?

He carefully rubbed the missing corner, which was uneven on the missing side. He took the jade and knocked it lightly on the stone a few times, and it was intact......

This was secretly taken by him in King Anting's private treasury, and he originally wanted to give it to Shao Pawn as a token of affection, but now he is still thinking about how to explain it to his father when he goes back.

His old father loved these jade ancient artifacts, and they would not be the same in his hand every day. This divine jade is his most precious piece, otherwise Hujiang would not have stolen it out, thinking that it must be a good thing to give to Shaodian.

Hey, Shaodian, Shaodian, it's really not easy for me to see you.

Hujiang was lying by the river and blowing the wind leisurely, and Xumo let them toss it by themselves, the little master can't manage it so much.

Zhao Han was arranging a formation in the forest, and turned his head to call Hujiang but found that there was no one behind him, and the son of the world had long since disappeared. After thinking about it for a while, I decided to keep up with the preface first.

Jialan was slowly forced into the formation by Xumo, and there was no way to escape.

Now it's troublesome, do you want to break the net?

Jialan's physical strength is not as good as that of Xumo, and she has long been sweating profusely and can't run.

Still no, she finally changed her shape, let's talk about it first? Thinking like this, Jialan hurriedly stretched out her hand and shouted to stop after dodging Xumo's attack again.

Xumo didn't care about this, she snatched his cold light and didn't allow him to beat him?

"Hey!" Jialan was furious, she shouted to stop him coming?

The sound of weapons colliding irritated their eardrums. Jialan held the cold light sword of the preface ink between the two.

"You don't want your sword?" Jialan glared at him through gritted teeth.

"When I kill you, the sword will naturally come back. ”

"You're trying to kill me? "The last thing Jialan can't hear is that someone wants her life. Her eyes darkened instantly, and there seemed to be a violent wind raging around her. She must not die at the hands of the Terrans!

Jialan held the giant sword in her hand, mobilizing the spiritual power around her body. Her handling of the sword seems to be innate, and she can control it as long as she holds it. The cold light giant sword emitted a fierce cold aura in her hand, and all the water within a radius of ten miles was frozen.

This battle is a matter of life and death for her. If she didn't want to die, she had to give it her all.

Xumo stood opposite, his brows furrowed. At this moment, even he began to get nervous, he was the one who had been using that sword all along, and he knew the power of that sword very well, so he was even more jealous.

It was such a trouble in the first place, and it was really troublesome. Jia Lan held her breath and asked again with a sword in one hand.

"Are you really going to kill me?"

"Huh. ”

Xu Mo stared at Jialan like a wolf, and the anger around him was so thick that even Zhao Han took a dozen steps back.

"You take my sword, and you ask me if I really want to kill you?"

When Xumo calls himself "I", there are two situations, one is the person who trusts him more, and the other is the person who provokes him to anger. Obviously, Jialan is the second type.

The corners of his mouth hooked, and his eyes sank.

"Of course. ”

As soon as the words fell, the two rushed forward at the same time.

As the saying goes, the two fought, and the masses were injured. The violent impact produced a large amount of cold air, and all the plants, trees, and animals within a radius of ten miles were frozen.

The two forces, one cold and one hot, collided with each other, forming a strong wind that smashed the surrounding ice crystals to pieces.

Xumo launched the formation, and the formation above the forest operated, and the red light shone, melting all the ice crystals in the forest. But once it thaws, all living things in the ice will die.

In front of the preface, all the plants and trees turned into green water and seeped into the mud. Only then did he realize that the power used by the cold light sword just now was the same cold qi he used when he defeated Ah Fan.

He really couldn't understand why Jialan could use it freely, and even if he wanted to use it freely, he needed the help of the human king.

The cold aura of the cold light seeped into Jialan's body through her hands, and the piercing pain made her sword hand tremble.

Her head began to hurt again, and the images flashed before her eyes, clear enough to see everyone's small expressions, and she was shocked.

At the moment when she was stunned, her eyes suddenly went black, and her body fell to the ground as soon as she went limp.

Xumo hurriedly stopped the formation and stepped forward to check on the girl who had fallen to the ground. But the sword hung beside the girl and kept him from coming closer.

He grinned, the scimitar in his hand pointing at the Cold Light Sword. "How long has it been since you denied me as your master?"

Hujiang lay drowsy on the grass, and in a daze, he felt as if there was a cold air under him drilling straight into his body.

He woke up suddenly, and when he looked down, he saw that half of his body was about to merge with the ice beneath him.

"What is this!?" he reached out to slap it, but the ice grew as quickly as life as soon as it touched his hand. In just a few breaths, the light blue ice crystals spread upwards and climbed, soon reaching his chest.

Hujiang wanted to cry without tears, but felt that his whole body was cold, and it seemed that his blood was about to be frozen. In a hurry, he trembled and shouted with his neck pulling at his neck: "Preface...... Come...... Save me! Master's life is going to be ...... Never here!

"You don't kiss...... Come over and let ...... It's okay to let Zhao Han come. Hiss~"Otherwise, he would really die!" He could clearly feel that this ice was not ordinary ice, and the covered area on his body was completely unconscious.

I knew that I would have brought more magic weapons. No, I would have cultivated well if I had known. If he can survive this time, he will definitely cultivate well when he returns...... So......

"Preface...... Ahem, big monster! ...... Come...... Come to the rescue ......" Hujiang's voice became weaker and weaker, and his breath became more and more rapid.

"The Great ...... Big Monster ......"

A hand gently put on Hu Jiang's shoulder, Hu Jiang was stunned for a moment, his stiff face immediately turned from sadness to joy, and he turned his head tremblingly.

"Prologue......

The veiled woman in Tsing Yi sat quietly behind him, looking down at him condescendingly. The misty sunlight behind him reflected her figure in his eyes, and the faint fragrance of medicine lingered on the tip of his nose, and he blinked, a little incredulous.

"Less...... Shaodian?"

At that moment, thousands of miles of ice were frozen, only to collapse in that warm sun.