Jin Hao didn't know the power of the Yin Mu Sutra, and this time he was sucked by Mu Yuncheng, and he wanted to use his internal strength to shake Mu Yuncheng away. I didn't know that the more I used my luck, the faster Mu Yuncheng sucked it up, and I saw that most of the internal force had been sucked away by Mu Yuncheng, and Jin Hao's forehead was even more soaked with sweat.

And Mu Yuncheng's side was actually very uncomfortable, at this moment, he only felt that his dantian was swollen and painful, and his whole body was like a burning pain. It's like an inflated balloon, which is in danger of exploding at any time.

Mo Yiyue saw that the situation was wrong, and saw that both parties were in danger, so she hurriedly sacrificed the Phantom Turtle to forcibly separate the two with the power of ice, and saw a piece of ice suddenly appear at the intersection of the palms of the two, and then it became bigger and bigger, and finally formed an ice wall to suddenly separate the two.

Jin Hao's face was pale at the moment, his body was prostrated and weak, and seeing that it was difficult to do anything tonight, he secretly gritted his teeth and hated and flew away.

Mo Yiyue didn't have the idea of chasing Jin Hao, and only focused on Mu Yuncheng's condition. I saw that his teeth were clenched, and his eyes were firmly closed. "Yun Cheng, Yun Cheng, how are you?" Mo Yiyue called out to him softly, and secretly guessed a little in her heart.

With Jin Hao's strength, a slap in the face with Mu Yuncheng should not be this result anyway. On the other hand, looking at the performance of the two, it is clear that one is a void and the other is swollen, there is only one possibility, one is the other! It must be that Mu Yuncheng has practiced some kind of practice to absorb people's internal force, and it happened to be in contact with Jin Hao, so he sucked his internal force into his body, because he couldn't digest and release it for a while, so he had this reaction.

Yes, it must be so.

Mo Yiyue immediately condensed three ice spirit needles with the power of the Phantom Willow Claw, tore apart Mu Yuncheng's clothes, and sealed the three acupoints of the Baihui on the top of his head, the sternal eagle window, and the lower abdominal curved bones, respectively, so that his internal force could only wander in the hand and yin pericardial meridians and the Zushao Yin and kidney meridians. And spread out his limbs, take off his shoes and socks, and use the Daling acupoint and the spring acupoint on the soles of his feet as the main dredging points to force the internal force out of the body. His behavior was tantamount to dispersing Mu Yuncheng, but there was no other way to save his life.

In fact, Mu Yuncheng at this moment does not have such a large sea of qi that can accommodate Jin Hao's internal force, even if the Yin Mujing is domineering, it is difficult to do anything with the foundation of Mu Yuncheng's first layer. However, as long as he cultivated to the second or even third layer, the qi sea in his dantian would expand many times, and it would become very easy to absorb the internal power of people like Jin Hao.

Dredging Mu Yuncheng's meridians, the internal force was discharged from the body along the Yin Pericardial Meridian and the Zushao Yin and Kidney Meridians. Mu Yuncheng only felt that he was weak and weak, and he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers and toes.

At this time, it was the middle of winter, Mu Yuncheng trembled his thin body, trembled his lips and scolded: "Even if you are ruthless, you can't help me into the cave before this?"

Seeing that he was fine, Mo Yiyue smiled with relief, but then replied with extreme embarrassment: "Time is pressing, and I don't dare to delay for a minute." It's already good that I can save you by mistake, but when you go to see Hades, you have to blame me for not being serious. ”

"I was originally here to save you, but now it's your personal favor, it's really unpredictable!" Mu Yuncheng squinted at Mo Yiyue with both eyes, and spit out a white and helpless mist in his mouth, just like a fish in a dry pond.

Mo Yiyue laughed when she heard this: "Yes, yes, thanks to the sacrifice of Prince Mu, I will never forget this kindness." ”

"Forget it, it's always been you who saved me more times, and today I will repay you. Mu Yuncheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly turned angry and said: "What are you doing in a daze, help me in, do you want to freeze me to death?"

"You guy, do you have to be helped by someone if you have hands and feet?"

"You sealed the hole, bastard!"

“......”

Looking at Shi Hanshui's corpse, Mu Yuncheng, who had just recovered, couldn't help but sigh.

Although she is vicious, she spends her life just for love. There is no more fool in the world than this. If she is lost at the last moment, Ili seniors will also be relieved.

Under the corner of her eye, there was a trace of a tear falling in the dust, Mo Yiyue came to the outside of the cave, the large plane trees seemed to bloom overnight, and the small white flowers floated all over the valley with the help of the cold wind.

"I once remembered that the willows made spring soft, moved away from sorrow, and tears were hard to collect. I still remember the affection, and I have returned to the boat several times. The grass freezes for the day, the people are gone, and the water is empty.

Shaohua does not stay for teenagers, hates you, and when will he rest. When the flying flakes fall into the flowers, they go upstairs. It is the spring river that makes tears, inexhaustible, and a lot of sorrow. ”

Tong Bilian agreed to Mo Yiyue's request and went out of the mountain to help the dynasty army of the Jiuxinshan camp.

The three of them buried Shi Hanshui overnight, and the heavy snow seemed to bury this small mound in an instant, and on the raised stone tablet was Mu Yuncheng carved with Cangyun Sword, "The Tomb of the Medical Saint Yu Bai Attached to the Original Stone Cold Water".

The last time I looked back at Yinfeng Mountain was when the three of them were sitting on the back of the sword and about to cross the mountain. The snowflakes were much smaller, the heavy darkness of the night had faded from the ink, and the sky had become translucent, with an uncontrollable white leap on the edge of black and blue. The night is long, but there will always be a moment of light. At the end of the night, it was time to start a counteroffensive.