Sixteen years of forbearance, at this moment, seems to be less important!

"Uncle Junior, I'll take a look!" Nangong Ling Xie finished speaking, tapped his feet, and swept towards the halfway up the mountain.

Murong Feihu's palm was pinched, and in the end, he walked back, found a place, took out the chair, and sat down.

Several wounded people were meditating and pranayama, a hundred meters away from him, and he sat with his back to them, facing the rising sun in the east, closed his eyes, and pranayama.

After Nangong Cheng breathed for a while, he got up, climbed onto a rock, and looked at the snow around him.

"King Cheng, if this continues, when will it end?" Qin Yong followed behind him with a sad face.

Nangong Cheng disagreed, the feeling of escaping death was too exciting, although it was also the rest of his life after many disasters before, but every time he didn't have the comfort of coming this time, it seems, here, there is no illusion, dead is dead, alive is alive, there is no deceit, there is no intrigue, there is a test of strength, really, very comfortable.

"Okay, look at this snow, how pure and immaculate, you should learn to enjoy life!" Nangong Cheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath of this clear feeling on the snowy mountain.

Cold, cold, and the heartbeat of the rest of the life, yes, the excitement of the heart falling and being lifted up, the feeling of the wind blowing on the face, the pain but alive, which is not the suffocation in the past.

At that moment, the weightlessness that fell to the bottom of the cliff felt the feeling of finally falling into the thick back of the golden eagle, it was really sour that he had never had, at that moment, he didn't think about anything, just thought that it was good to die like this, to die under the snow, how pure, how sacred, no desire, really good, very good!

Qin Yong's mood is complicated, this is the death and resurrection that he has never experienced in more than 40 years of life, all of this does not seem to allow him to have the slightest choice, dead is dead, alive is alive, all happened in an instant, this, completely subverted his life, he was at this moment, touching the position of his heart, there, a heart was beating hot, the body was hot, the hot breath exhaled was hot, the rocks under his feet were cold, the sun above his head was fiery red, everything was what he could feel when he was alive, what he saw in his eyes was a group of people who were alive, a group of people who were alive。

Suffice, it feels alive, it's really good, it's good!

Nangong Ling Nan's face gradually returned to blood, and the purple spirit stone in his hand was also dull and lost its color.

"Alive—" Nangong Ling Nan muttered.

Bai Bing glanced at her indifferently, this high-ranking princess, at the last moment, actually used him as a stepping stone and flew away, but he was injured by the foot force stepped on by Nangong Ling Nan, lost consciousness, and was finally caught by the crane and brought back.

A few life-sustaining pills were fed into his mouth, and he had the strength to sit up, and when he woke up, he saw that the spirit stone in his arms was actually taken away by Nangong Ling Nan and taken away for cultivation, and in his arms, there were only three red spars left, and even the life-saving pill was taken away by the princess, his heart was cold, cold!

Feng February's speechlessness, he just watched, and when he saw the end, he got up and helped Bai Bing up, and sent a few pills in his arms into Bai Bing's mouth, these pills were given by the sister of the Western Regions, saying that it was to restore internal strength, Feng February's did not refuse, because his sense of smell told him that these pills were made of high-grade spiritual spring water, even if it was not an elixir, but the heart protection pill was enough to restore people's strength.

In this world, there are places with high-grade spiritual spring water, except for the spiritual mountain where the Lingxu Dao people cultivate, there are no other places, and there can't be!

Nangong Continent does not have the top-grade spiritual spring water of Lingshan, so the finished product of the elixir is only the effect of the elixir, and it is only temporary for the restoration of spiritual power, and those that can protect the spiritual power from collapsing for a long time must have the elixir made of high-grade spiritual spring water to play the role of consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan.

After Feng Eryue was injured and ate two, he found that his muscles and veins recovered very quickly, so when he saw that Bai Bing's injury was heavier than his own, he fed Bai Bing four, and what spirit stones were not as good as these pills now.

"How's it going, don't you feel much better now?" Feng Er moved his body, blocking Bai Bing's icy gaze at Nangong Ling Nan.

Bai Bing retracted his gaze and looked at Feng February.

Feng Eryue turned his head sideways and looked at Bai Bing, and the eyes of the two met in the air, and they both saw a hint of joy in each other's eyes.

Yes, now the two of them have reached the second order of the feather stage, this is a qualitative leap, the strength of the two has improved a lot, even if they leave the snow mountain space now, after they go out, they are still superior existences!

Bai Bing: "Whose pill is it?" The only thing Bai Bing thought of that could improve his cultivation was those few pills.

Feng February's eyes looked at the woman not far away, the woman was making tea with peace of mind at the moment, and the tea floated to it, and it instantly floated with the wind.

The white ice of the rest of the catastrophe is attracted by the fragrance of tea, and it is very comfortable to hold a cup of hot water on the top of this icy and snowy mountain, not to mention a cup of tea with a faint fragrance?

With that in mind, the man got up from the ground and walked in the direction of the woman.

Feng Eryue thought about it, also stood up, and said to Nangong Ling Nan, who was cultivating with his eyes closed: "I'll go ask for a cup of tea to warm my body!"

With that, he walked away.

Nangong Ling Nan slowly opened her eyes, but her eyes were looking at the man in white who was sitting in a circle chair a few hundred meters away, for the sake of the man who hated her approach so much, now, looking at the man's back, she also felt that her heart was beating hard!

"I want to get you, definitely!" Nangong Ling Nan bit her lip and deeply imprinted the man's back in her heart.

Murong Feihu felt the gaze of his back gradually leave, glanced at the sky, got up, put away the circle chair, took a step, and went down the mountain.

Lin Jing's action of pouring tea froze for a moment, and then he retracted his gaze and continued to pour tea.

He still didn't want to talk to himself more, and he didn't even drink his favorite osmanthus tea, so he went down the mountain like this?

Lin Jing was extremely lonely, and in the end, he didn't have the heart to make tea again, so he took a cup by himself, walked to a rock, leaned against the edge of the rock, drank the tea in a small sip, and the hand holding the cup trembled a little.

Lin Ping saw that his sister was so lonely, so he walked over and took the teacup from his sister's hand.

"Sister, don't mind, Uncle Xiao is such a person, the little fox is injured, everyone is uncomfortable, not to mention that the task given to us by the ancestor this time is to protect the Lord and them, you have to think about it!" Lin Ping was helpless, his sister's persistence was in everyone's eyes, but there was nothing she could do.

Murong Feihu has always been a cold-hearted person, he has never seen him have feelings for anyone, he is cold to them, let alone a woman, and although Lin Jing is Lin Tianyi's daughter, she can't get too close to Murong Feihu, if she gets too close, she will be sent flying, it's not once or twice, it's too many times, Lin Jing has been injured countless times in Murong Feihu's hands, so Lin Ping hopes that her sister won't get too close to Murong Feihu, so as not to be injured again.

Lin Jing bit her lip and didn't speak, just looked at the place where she came down the mountain and stood for a long, long time.

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