The three of them were dressed very low-key, and Nangong Liuxi and Fengya were worried that they had specially found a fox fur cloak to wrap her from beginning to end, revealing only her palm-sized face.

The snow fell heavily, and the disturbed world was a solemn white, which made people look a lot more solemn.

There were also a few noisy children on the road, wearing red cotton jackets and red ropes, fighting against the snow to the end.

In the end, it is the market, which makes people feel the breath of life, and it is no longer as quiet as Chicheng Temple.

The three of them walked the street and played around, like ordinary teenagers and girls.

Tong Ziyi walked on the street, looking at the sugar gourd sold on the side, and suddenly the sense of loss in her heart came again, almost suffocating her, she coughed violently, and almost choked out tears.

"Miss, you can't eat anymore!"

The voice in her head seemed to be in her ears, and she looked back in a hurry, only to find nothingness.

She closed her eyes and looked up, imagining the soft light of spring on her face.

Unfortunately, instead of a gentle and warm light, the cold and biting snowflakes melted, like her tears, across her face.

Nangong Liuxi and Fengya noticed her abnormality, and the two sighed again.

How many teenagers have traveled on this road, and how many teenagers have died on this road?

"Qiang~"

Nangong Liuxi held a sugar gourd and put it in front of Tong Ziyi.

When Tong Ziyi opened her eyes, Nangong Liuxi's warm smile shone into her already frozen heart.

Tong Ziyi burst into tears and laughed, caught the sugar gourd, and the three of them began to laugh again.

"Hey, do you know that bell?"

There was a discussion around them, and the name that they hadn't heard for a long time crashed into their hearts again.

The three of them were silent, and they stopped and listened in tacit understanding.

"Why don't you know, it doesn't seem to be awake yet, right?"

"Yes, when he destroyed the empty Ling that had been passed down from generation to generation of the Chen family, how many people couldn't figure it out. ”

"You don't understand, do you! That's an oath with a magic weapon, that's a mark that can't be cut in a lifetime!"

"Kong Ling, it's so peerless...... It's a shame......"

Tong Ziyi couldn't help but walk over and asked, "Are you talking about Zhong Ci?"

Several people looked at her suspiciously, and saw that Tong Ziyi was a little girl, small and cute, and she didn't care much, and the essence of the gossip in the market was instantly exposed, and she quickly explained everything.

It turned out that the battle was not as they thought, and it was not as easy to solve as it seemed.

——

Zhong Ci held the air for a long time, and saw that the three of them finally disappeared.

Suddenly, he stood on the ground with the empty sword, using the hilt of the sword to support it, he was already sweating profusely, the things in front of him were spinning, he was motionless only by feeling, but he was already at the end of the crossbow.

The disciples of the sect began to stir again.

Liu Wu also rushed over at this time and scolded: "Zhong Ci! You don't want to die?! You just woke up, and you dare to save them with your current body?!"

Liu Wu rushed out with a group of beggar disciples and surrounded Zhong Ci.

Tong Qianmo laughed shamefully: "The beggar gang doesn't blame the foreign gang disciples for stealing their own mastery, and still protecting him like this?"

"You want to take care of it?!" Liu Wu said disrespectfully.

Zhong Ci ignored them, holding his last breath, and transported the Kongling Sword into the air, his voice was thick and not angry.

"I swear by the Sky Ling Sword, if one person dares to chase and kill the three of them without authorization, the Yuhu Gate should be destroyed by it!"

Tong Qianmo couldn't bear it anymore and roared angrily: "Are you completely crazy?!"

"What?"

"What is he doing?!"

"Swear by the Sky Sword?!"

There was a lot of talking.

"Bang-"

"Boom-"

The Sky Ling Sword bloomed in the air like fireworks, and the blue light lit up the sky, and it turned into a little starlight and fell on everyone to form a mark.

As soon as Zhong Ci's words fell, he also fell to the ground.

"Zhong Ci!"

"Door Master!"

Liu Wu ran over with his forehead: "Damn! If you don't have a life-saving grace for me, you see that I don't care about you!"

Yuhumen and the beggar gang disciples ran over together.

Tong Qianmo kept staring at Zhong Ci, and the magic weapon in his hand loomed.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but retreat and whisper.

"Hey, hey, empty Lingyan?!The magic weapon that has been passed down from generation to generation of the Chen family!He ruined it?!"

"He ......"

......

......

Tong Ziyi looked at Nangong Liuxi's eyes full of pain and struggle, the heavy snow was wanton, and the cold wind was in the bones, bringing her heart that was finally warm to the bottom of the cold lake again, drowning.

Nangong Liuxi and Fengya didn't know what happened later, and they were surprised that Zhong Ci had done it so far.