The frost flower is close at hand, and the wind is gentle but difficult to move in.

If you don't have a sword qi to protect your body, I'm afraid that you will be blown apart by the wind on the ice cliff.

If she captures the Frost Flower and presents it to the Xianyin Sect, the obstacle between herself and Bian Xu is likely to disappear.

But if you are not careful, you will become a ghost under the wind.

The wind gently struggled in front of the ice cliff for an hour, and the spiritual power consumption was huge, and it appeared as if it was exhausted.

Just as she was in a dilemma, she suddenly sensed a familiar aura.

The tip of the wind lightly soured the tip of his nose, and he said ecstatically: "Master." ”

Master came to her rescue.

She knew that the master would not die without help.

Master still has a place for her in his heart.

Rong Hui said indifferently: "How long can you hold on?"

Feng gently bit his lower lip, pitifully selling miserably: "At most, a quarter of an hour, the master's apprentice is wrong, and the apprentice shouldn't impulsively say that he quits the master's heart and hurts the master's heart." ”

Rong Hui: "?"

No, she's not sad at all.

If it weren't for the old feelings, Rong Hui would even want to abolish his cultivation.

The wind gently saw that Rong Hui was not moving, and he was even more uneasy.

The wind on the ice cliff has cornered it.

The wind was gentle, complaining about Rong Hui's indifference in watching the fire from the other side, his mind was in a mess, and the spiritual power that fought against Gangfeng suddenly collapsed.

The wind seemed to have a spirit, and it condensed into an unstoppable wind thorn while the wind was gently unprepared.

The wind thorn was divided into ten, and it was aimed at the wind lightly and coldly stabbed at the door.

"Poof. ”

The wind gently felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he lowered his eyes to look at the wind blade passing through his chest, his delicate face was twisted into a ball, and cold sweat broke out in pain, and he slammed into the ground fiercely, smashing out a three-foot deep pit.

The wind lay gently on the cold and hard ground, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, and he said in despair: "Master, I am gentle." ”

Your favorite disciple.

You once said that you would protect my lifelong disciples.

The little padded jacket you love as your own...

How so?

Rong Huimu didn't squint, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Master, no matter how you say it, you are also a person of the Ethereal Peak, even if you are expelled from the sect, you have feelings. ”

The abrupt male voice is from far to near.

Rong Hui looked for prestige, and was even more upset when he saw Rong Rong, the eldest disciple with a bitter face.

Three haunted rebels!

Rong Rong hugged the seriously injured Feng lightly, with a disappointed face, "Division...."

"Get out of the way. Rong Hui stood in the wind, his hat was blown by the wind, and the wooden sword pointed coldly, "If you want to grab the treasure, come here, where is so much nonsense!"

Rong Hui's harsh words pierced Rong Rong's heart like ice thorns.

Since he was expelled from the master's sect, he has not figured out what he did wrong, allowing the master to be so decisive and decisive to make himself an outcast.

Just because of intercession for the little junior sister?

Rong Rong raised his head and looked up at the master who was high above, she was so strange, so elusive, and even more unfathomable.

Rong Rong's eyes froze.

Suddenly, a terrifying guess exploded in his mind.

- Master was taken away?!

Only in this way will her temperament change greatly!

Definitely!

The thought of making Rong Rong's hairs stand on end flashed, and he hugged the wind softly, his palms were in cold sweat, and his heart was in turmoil.

Rong Rong glanced at Rong Hui deeply, bowed his head and said, "The disciple doesn't dare." ”

Rong Rong was a disciple on the left, and a master on the right called Rong Hui upset, and she opened her sleeves to a Buddha: "I don't have you as a rebel." ”

Rong Rong's throat choked, and he trusted his guess more than three points.

This cold man in front of him must have taken away the master!

Thinking of the current situation, Rong Rong immediately flew to Bian Xu and the others.

Bian Xu looked at the Rong Hui of the frost flower that he wanted to seize on the ice cliff, and sneered: "Little Zhuji also dares to approach the ice cliff and look for death." ”

"Master, she..."Rong Rong said coldly: "Elder Rong used to be a great power in the out-of-body period, she has traveled more roads than you have eaten salt, and it will not seem how powerful you are in this cynicism, if you have the ability, you will pick the frost flowers by yourself, and red eyes are sick!"

Although Rong Rong suspected that Rong Hui was taken away.

But there is no conclusive evidence, and he still regards it as his mentor.

Bian Xu's face twisted, grinding his teeth and saying: "The watchdog who was expelled from the door still has to protect the master, but you are loyal." ”

Who says he doesn't have a backhand?

He came for the frost flower, and he didn't stop until he reached his goal.

It's just a chess piece that breaks through the wind on the ice cliff.

The people of the Xianyin Sect have been completely damaged, and Feng Qingqing is also seriously injured, and Rong Hui is the tool to send to the door.

She has a deep love for herself, and she will give the treasure with her own hands as long as she hooks her fingers.

If Rong Hui doesn't give it, Bian Xu also has her own way to make her unable to get out of Danzhou.

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The frost flower is close at hand, and Rong Hui is not in a hurry to pick the flowers.

She took out a transformation pill, broke off an ice ridge and drew a gourd to transform it into the shape of a frost flower, and the moment she picked the frost flower with bated breath, she put the fake one into the ice cliff.

Rong Hui's body once picked the frost flower and helped Rong Rong reshape the yuan baby that was broken into powder.

At that time, she was a Mahayana cultivator, and it was effortless to deal with the little flower protection ice beast.

This time is different, and you have to be careful.

The frost flower started, and Rong Hui was about to leave.

Suddenly, a faint sound of wind came from behind.

Rong Hui turned his head to the menacing Bian Xu, frowned, and said, "Get out." ”

The fragrance of the frost flower is special, and if it wakes up the sleeping ice beast, no one will be pleased.

Bian Xu was so angry that he suppressed his anger and pretended to be affectionate: "Rong Hui, I need it." ”

If it weren't for the frost flower, why would he be with Rong Huixu and the snake.

"What do you have to do with me?" Rong Hui stepped forward, "Whoever stands in the way, die." ”

The beautiful man Ji Weicheng's face changed, and with a wave of his spirit sword, he slashed off half of the ice cliff as if showing off, and whispered: "I deliberately let you leave the frost flower in the Ethereal Peak that day, otherwise I will not blame me for being ruthless." ”

Without the ice cliff's obstruction, the howling wind rolled up thousands of layers of snow like thousands of horses, shrouding the entire ice cliff in a gray snow rain, obscuring everyone's sight.

It was not enough to let go of the cruel words, Bian Xu smiled shamefully: "If you want to marry me like this, you don't pee on yourself! Every time I see you, it makes me feel disgusting!"

Rong Hui's face was like sinking water, and the spiritual power that lingered on the wooden sword skyrocketed, which was a precursor to her anger.

"Whew-"

The sound of heavy breathing penetrated into Rong Hui's ears, she squinted at the ice beast that opened her eyes, and said coldly: "Fool who doesn't know whether to live or die, don't mess with me." ”

Bian Xu's angry face distorted into an angry lion: "Rong Hui! I've put up with you for a long time!"

He's going to kill her to vent his anger!

Bian Xu was deflated here in Ronghui three times and five times, and her intuitive pride was trampled on the soles of her feet, and she had to wash it with her blood!

Xianyin Sect is famous for its speed in Kyushu, and Bian Xu's speed has been halved when the wind and snow block his vision, but his speed is still amazingly fast.

Bian Xu silently approached Rong Hui's side, and the cold sword was aimed at her back, stabbing it towards the heart.

Just as he was about to mock with a cruel laugh, he suddenly found that there was a shadow of Rong Hui in front of him!

A sense of fear climbed up Bian Xu's backbone, burrowed into the bone marrow, and turned over the river and the sea, making him shudder.

"Poof. ”

The muffled sound of ice blades entering flesh sounded.

An ordinary wooden sword emerged from Bian Xu's abdomen, and the hot blood emitted a white mist spurting out.

As if there were thousands of pairs of giant hands tearing in the dantian, Bian Xu's teeth chattered in pain, he stared at Rong Hui angrily, and his mouth was sweet, "Xianyin Sect will not let you go, my father will definitely slaughter the Sword Spirit Sect, and then crush your bones and scatter ashes!"

After Rong Hui smashed his golden pill expressionlessly, he indifferently shattered his Qi Jing Eight Meridians, "I'll crush your bones and scatter ashes first." ”

Two ice tornadoes erupted from within the mountain.

Rong Hui carried Bian Xu into the ice tornado, and he followed the direction of another wind back to safety.

"Roar!"

A roar resounded through the sky, and the earth cracked.

The Ice Beast, which had lost its Frost Flower, took Bian Xu, who was still breathing in the ice tornado, as a thief, raised its sharp claws like steel knives and slapped them at him.