The clear night sky, the stars twinkle, and the soft silver-white moonlight and colored starlight shine on the Milky Way, forming colorful bands of light like arms. 【For more exciting, please visit】

Countless beams of colored light slowly fell from the void, of varying lengths and sizes, like the branches of a willow tree on the riverside, falling vertically.

Mysterious, warm, eerie, sacred......

The Aurora Magic Circle gives everyone a different feeling, as if it is a huge colored three-dimensional mirror, reflecting the deepest obscurity in everyone's heart.

The snake man never imagined that the beautiful woman in goose yellow clothes who risked her life to kill the bee swarm would be so strong and arrogant, regardless of her own life and death, and hugged her companion man and threw herself into the aurora magic circle without hesitation.

He was furious, even more sad, and almost went crazy when he saw that the Nether Guide that was about to arrive was gone again.

It's just that he didn't dare to enter the Aurora Magic Circle after all, and could only let out an unwilling roar on the southern periphery of the Aurora Magic Circle.

The warm feeling flowed all around, and from the biting cold wind, she suddenly felt the warmth like a hot spring, and Han Xuemei was a little uncomfortable for a while.

Holding the almost transparent man in her arms tightly, she walked silently in the magic circle, and she didn't care how terrifying this magic circle was.

It's soft underfoot, like walking on the clouds. The endless beam of light in his eyes a moment ago gradually disappeared, and the scene in front of him seemed to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

The drizzle is swaying, and there is wind in the rain, as if it is a good time for spring and March in the south of the Yangtze River.

Han Xuemei was stunned for a moment, knowing that the Aurora Magic Circle had an effect, and everything in front of her was similar to the Heart Magic Realm encountered ten years ago under the influence of the Tianshu Jade Platform and the Wordless Jade Bi during the Tianshan Heart Magic War.

Magic Circle.

This magic word does not represent the devil's path, but the inner demon.

It is more majestic than the Heavenly Book Jade Platform and the Wordless Jade Bi that are more majestic in the heart of the magic realm.

This is the real horror of the Aurora Magic Circle, even if the predecessors who have cultivated for hundreds of years rush into the Aurora Magic Circle, it is a life of nine deaths.

Rustling rustling ......

It was the sound of bamboo leaves rubbing, Han Xuemei gently turned her head to look around, and the surrounding illusion seemed to be like the real world.

It was daylight, drizzling and misty.

It turned out to be in a green bamboo forest, and the beautiful sound of rain, wind, and the friction of bamboo leaves constituted a good scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.

The cold rain fell on her frosty and snowy skin, and soon wet her hair and clothes, cool and shaded, giving people a refreshing feeling.

Han Xuemei stopped, reached out and stroked the nearest high-knotted bamboo, the slippery feeling made her almost unable to tell whether this was an illusion or not.

Perhaps, is the trip to the North Pole just a dream for a long time?

It's just that the man in his arms, who had died long ago due to the strange poison, was reminding her all the time.

It turned out that everything was not a dream.

It turned out that he was dead.

She looked down at the familiar man's face, and her gentle eyes suddenly turned into pain. Water beads slowly slid over her handsome cheeks.

Is it tears?

Or the rain drifting in the wind?

"Ah......h

Han Xuemei suddenly looked up to the sky in pain and howled, the breeze suddenly intensified, and the surrounding dozens of zhang of bamboo seemed to be exploded by a wave of energy in the central area, and quickly pressed in the opposite direction. 【For more exciting, please visit】

The heart-rending pain that appeared on Han Xuemei's face, whose long hair danced violently and was as crazy as a demon, made people intuitively think that she was only afraid that she was not human.

Xuanshuang suddenly came out of the sheath and held it in the white palm of that stunningly beautiful woman.

She hugged Yun Xiaoxie, her body galloped up, and wherever she passed, countless emerald green high-knotted bamboos broke off in response.

The wind is urgent, and the rain is urgent.

Perhaps infected by this painful woman's mood, the whole world seemed to have become a purgatory on earth, and one after another Xuan Thunder exploded in the air, and the dark clouds in the sky quickly shrouded, and the originally bright sky was instantly suppressed.

The wind is getting stronger and the rain is getting heavier.

The woman had already been wet from the rain, and the goose-yellow silk dress was tightly clinging to her white as snowy skin, outlining her graceful figure.

Go and accompany him, once said, take everything together.

It turns out that when you are alone, you don't even have the courage to live.

As if a voice was bewildering her mind, a monstrous and desperate hatred swept over the woman's heart, and she landed on the wet earth, and smiled as she looked at the sword that was spitting familiar white light in her hand.

Then, he raised the Xuanshuang Divine Sword and slashed it towards his throat little by little.

"I'm here with you. ”

The pain in her eyes was gradually replaced by familiar tenderness, and she whispered softly to the man in her arms.

Sword, without any hesitation.

When the heart is dead, life is not important.

The moment the cold blade touched her snow-white skin, she paused and said to herself, "I don't know who you saw in the Divine Spring?"

After speaking, she had no scruples, and the afterburner in her hand was ......

"Han ......"

Just as he was about to make a move, a small voice suddenly sounded between the lips of the man in the wind and rain. It was faint enough to be inaudible, but it seemed to exhaust the strength of this man's three lives and seven lifetimes.

"Snow ......"

"Mei ......"

The three words clearly reached Han Xuemei's ears in the rumbling world.

Han Xuemei's body suddenly trembled violently, and she looked at the man in her arms in disbelief.

The sword against her white neck, the blade had already cut through her skin, and there were faint traces of crimson blood slowly dripping down the blade, gradually fading in the wind and rain.

The Xuanshuang Divine Sword suddenly fell weakly into the soft soil under its feet, and this world-famous ancient sword was as quietly washed by the rain as mud.

Han Xuemei squatted down and looked at the man in her arms in disbelief.

It turns out that he is still insisting?

Yun Xiaoxie's cold and piercing body allowed her to quickly regain her clarity, and she reached out to hold Yun Xiaoxie's pulse.

Without the slightest pulse!

Breathing has long since stopped.

This is a sign that only a dead man can have.

But just now, Han Xuemei's three words floated into her ears so clearly, she would never hear it wrong.

Han Xuemei suddenly unbuttoned Yun Xiaoxie's shirt, under the strange poison, Yun Xiaoxie's skin had become transparent, and the blood vessels and internal organs in his body could be seen clearly.

Han Xuemei was slightly stunned, she didn't see Yun Xiaoxie's internal body, let alone the countless acupuncture points, she only saw the internal organs in Yun Xiaoxie's body.

"How is that possible!"

Han Xuemei couldn't figure out where Yun Xiaoxie's meridians and acupoints had gone?

A person, a normal person, where will the meridians and acupoints disappear?

However, strange things really happened in front of her, which made her have to believe it.

A mellow Yin Yang Qiankun Dao spiritual power entered Yun Xiaoxie's body, and sure enough, as she saw, Yun Xiaoxie's meridians and rivers disappeared completely, and all the acupoints were closed, and at the same time, she faintly felt a small but inextinguishable air flow slowly circulating in Yun Xiaoxie's body like a vast sea.

It was a familiar and unfamiliar air current, which seemed to be related to the Book of Heaven, but she didn't dare to conclude.

Ten years ago, Yun Xiaoxie, under the guidance of the spirit bird Suzaku, unlocked the secret of the first volume of the Book of Heaven. At that time, his meridians were broken, and his cultivation was lost.

So he began to cultivate the acupoints according to the mystical supernatural powers recorded in the first volume of the general outline of the Book of Heaven.

It only took a year and a half to seal all the acupoints in his body, and then guide the Nine Heavens Spiritual Power and the power of the Starry Sky into his body.

In the third year, the cultivation of the Yin and Yang Qiankun Dao was restored.

In the eighth year, he unknowingly stepped through the threshold of life and death and entered the realm of the primordial gods that cultivators dreamed of.

Yun Xiaoye himself didn't know, because he had never reached the realm of flying swords, and Jin Dan didn't have condensation soldiers, but he was getting bigger and fuller.

Therefore, even he himself didn't know how deep his cultivation was.

The Book of Heaven is the first strange book of the ancient world, Yun Xiaoxiao has been immersed in the vast magic method recorded in the three volumes of the Book of Heaven for ten years, although the three volumes of the Book of Heaven are broken before and after, and cannot be coherent, but fortunately, there is the first volume of the general outline of the eight volumes of the Book of Heaven as the foundation, and the cultivation of this path under the end of the meridians has opened up a path that has never been walked by predecessors throughout the ages.

The first volume of the Book of Heaven is an ancient witchcraft,

The fifth volume of the Book of Heaven is the mysterious Shura technique.

The eighth volume of the Book of Heaven is a long-lost star technique, which relies on absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon to refine it, which is very similar to demon cultivation.

Plus the ancient cultivation book that Yun Xiaoyi saw in the nameless ancient cave.

It can be said that at this moment, he has gathered the four thaumaturgies of Dao, Witch, Demon, and Shura into one, although he cannot integrate these four true methods into one, but this body of Taoism and understanding of the Heavenly Dao is by no means very comparable.

Even though he had a strange poison in his body, the world's oldest Heavenly Book Secret Method pulled him back from the path of Shura when he was about to die, and guarded his primordial spirit immortal.

His pulse stopped beating and his breathing disappeared completely, but his heart beat gently every dozen breaths.

Han Xuemei was well-informed, and began to see that his heart had stopped, and the signs of life had completely disappeared, and she instinctively thought that he was dead.

I just didn't expect that the human heart could beat every dozen breaths.

After untying Yun Xiaoxie's clothes, Yun Xiaoxie's skin became transparent under the strange poison, like crystal.

Han Xuemei finally saw that Yun Xiaoxie's heart was really beating!

This discovery made Han Xuemei ecstatic.

Even if there is only the slightest chance, she will not give up.

Who wants to live alone?

Who wants to die alone?

If it weren't for the depths of love, how could you go to death together?

The wind and rain are still there, and the sound of bamboo is still wavering.

A goose-yellow figure hugged a man and walked quickly through the wind and rain bamboo forest.

An unprecedented desire to survive filled the heart of this beautiful woman.

She can't die.

Because, he's not dead!

The terrifying nature of the Aurora Aurora Magic Circle is by no means something that ordinary people can imagine, otherwise it would not have changed the color of all cultivators for thousands of years.

Throughout the ages, I don't know how many heroes and heroes have been killed.

Shushan is a drunken Taoist, and he has accepted three disciples in his life.

The eldest disciple died in the Great War of the Righteous Demon a hundred years ago.

The second disciple died in the Northern Lights magic circle.

Now only the third disciple Yang Hexian is left.

"I'm going to get you out!

Han Xuemei secretly swore in her heart that as long as her firm character decided one thing, she would never waver.

The bamboo forest was surprisingly large, just like reality, and she even saw some pheasants and hares being disturbed in the wind and rain.

When it was dark, the wind and rain had subsided, and she came to an exquisite house deep in the bamboo forest.

Han Xuemei was stunned, this retreat was exactly the same as the retreat place in the first retreat place of the Jade Girl Peak of the Shushan Sect, and the familiar feeling made her almost feel that she had returned to the Jade Girl Peak.

It's just that the cold man in his arms is telling her that it's all an illusion.

Suddenly, the door of the Bamboo Forest Essence House shook slightly, and a familiar woman's voice came from inside.

"Xuemei, come in. ”

"Master!"

Han Xuemei's face changed instantly, and when she looked left and right, she saw that the original bamboo forest had suddenly disappeared, the surrounding clouds and smoke were misty, and the dark sky didn't know when it would light up again.

In the surroundings, countless mountain peaks are suspended in the sky, directly opposite is the huge Tianchi Peak, and at the foot, it is the reincarnation peak of Shu Mountain that towers through the six-layer clouds!

It turns out that I really inadvertently returned to Shushan?

Her face was cloudy, and she doubted in her heart, could it be that the Aurora Magic Circle has the ability to travel through time and space?

She gently pushed open the door and walked into the house with Yun Xiaoye in her arms, and the familiar fragrance of tea made her body tremble.

Yunshui Shitai, who was dressed in a moon-white robe, was quietly sitting in the tea house where she was used to sitting, pinching her favorite purple clay pot and making tea.

It turns out that after so many painful tribulations, nothing has changed.

Perhaps, it is only one person who has changed.

When Master Yunshui saw Han Xuemei holding a man as transparent as ice crystals in her arms, her face sank slightly, and she said, "Xuemei, this is ......"

Han Xuemei's eyes fell on Master Yunshui's body, wanting to give a little clue.

She failed, and the middle-aged woman in front of her was the most familiar teacher in her memory, Yunshui Shitai.

"Division...... Master......"

Han Xuemei called softly.

Master Yunshui seemed to see the appearance of the man in Han Xuemei's arms too clearly, and snorted coldly: "Didn't the teacher tell you not to have any more dealings with Yun Xiaoxie, why didn't you listen to the teacher?"

"Master!"

Han Xuemei suddenly put Yun Xiaoye on the chair, knelt down in front of Master Yunshui, and pleaded, "Please save him!"

Source: Ran Library.