Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Frost Messenger
Looking at the dazzling golden yellow in front of you, it seems that you can still see the rising heat. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Yu Wenxuan exhaled and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Desolate, desolate, yellow sand, yellow sand, there is nothing else but sand, why didn't you find the desolation here in the first place!"
Yu Wenxuan complained weakly. On the other side of the desert, a man who had covered his body tightly with a cloak was walking in the direction of Yu Wenxuan step by step, walking on the sand without leaving any footprints. Those eyes were cloudy, but they gave off a palpitating light.
Yu Wenxuan saw the comer, and he felt a deep hostility from that person's body. The cloaked man stood in front of Yu Wenxuan and stopped, Yu Wenxuan's hand touched the hilt of the sword on his waist, only to see the cloaked man raise his hand and point, Yu Wenxuan only felt that the hand holding the sword hurt, and blood splashed.
"Who are you, why did you stop me!" Yu Wenxuan pulled a piece of cloth and wrapped it around his hand and jumped backwards. The cloaked man just shook his head, hooked his finger at Yu Wenxuan again, and motioned for him to make a move. Yu Wenxuan frowned, just by pointing just now, he could see that his strength was more than a big difference from this person.
If you are above, will you not be sent to death? "Hey, who the hell are you!" Yu Wenxuan spat out the blood from the corner of his mouth, picked up the sword, and looked coldly at the cloaked man. The cloaked man just shook his head and remained silent, and continued to signal Yu Wenxuan to fight him.
Seeing that Yu Wenxuan had not moved, the cloaked man pulled out a sword from his back, the sword was snow-white, and there were seven red gems on the sword, forming the Big Dipper, the cloaked man threw the sword into the sky, the sword fell vertically, floating in front of him, slowly spinning, at this time, he hooked his finger at Yu Wenxuan again.
"Why do you have to ask me to fight you!" Yu Wenxuan stood up and looked at his hand wrapped in cloth. The cloaked man shook his head, stretched out one hand and stopped on the sword, only to see a trace of white gas starting to emerge from his body, the hand reversed, the sword was horizontal, the tip of the sword was facing Yu Wenxuan, the cloaked man had one hand on top and one hand on the bottom, and the sword kept rotating rapidly between the hands.
Yu Wenxuan could already hear the sound of the white sword breaking through the air as it swirled in the air. The white sword kept chirping in the cloaked man's hand, and the cloaked man raised his head slightly, signaling Yu Wenxuan to get ready. Because the white sword swirling in his hand was already ready to go, "Wait!" Yu Wenxuan pulled out his sword, and now the blood red was long gone, and the sword body was pitch black.
It was in stark contrast to the cloaked man's sword, and since he couldn't dodge it no matter what, he took a deep breath. "Okay!" As soon as he finished speaking, the white sword had already arrived in front of his eyes, and he was so fast that he couldn't react. At the last moment, Yu Wenxuan suddenly divided into five black shadows, and the white sword passed through it, and the black shadows attacked the cloaked man.
The cloaked man saw Yu Wenxuan's five black shadows attacking him, and took out six silver needles from his sleeves with both hands. At the same time, it shot towards the five black shadows, and the black shadows broke away in an instant. Yu Wenxuan clutched his chest in pain and fell to the ground. "You, who the hell are you!" the cloaked man tilted his head slightly, and raised his hand to remove the bucket from his head.
What leaked out was a pair of sky-blue eyes, and under the eyes, a purple gauze scarf blocked her face, and when Yu Wenxuan saw the scarf, he was stunned. I saw that she took out a silver-white mask from behind her waist and slowly brought it to her face. "I thought it would be so difficult to catch, but that's it, the ghost envoy is really useless!" a voice like a yellow bird sounded.
"Frost, Frost, is that you?" Yu Wenxuan forgot about the pain in his chest and asked blankly. "Frost, I'm the Mirage Frost Messenger. Those eyes were full of coldness. Hearing her words, Yu Wenxuan thought of everything that happened in Kuicheng, and his heart suddenly went numb.
"Shuang'er, don't you remember me, I'm Wenxuan. Yu Wenxuan still couldn't believe his guess. "Of course I know, Yu Wenxuan, I sent the three tyrants of Kuicheng to arrest you, but I didn't expect them to dare to betray the mirage, but. It's also coming soon, their death. Then a man wearing a half-masked mask came up, and you could tell from the leaking half of his face that he was handsome.
"Ling'er, your sword. The man affectionately handed the flying white sword to the Frost Envoy. She took her sword and nodded at the man. "This is the person Yuanjun and they want to arrest?" the man looked at Yu Wenxuan. "Yes, he will never be able to move after being hit by my nine needles, take him back to the mirage soul. The Spirit Frost Envoy's eyes suddenly felt so familiar when he looked at Yu Wenxuan, and he turned his head.
"Just call me by name, and we will be married in a short time, and I will be your husband by then." The soul glanced at Yu Wenxuan in disgust. The Frost Envoy nodded. "Marriage!" Yu Wenxuan's face was dumbfounded, "Yes, why kid, you are a dying person, what's the use of asking this." He looked at Yu Wenxuan with a soul.
"Shuang'er, is what he said true?" Yu Wenxuan's voice trembled, how much he wished to say a word from her mouth, but this was doomed to disappoint him, he suddenly felt that all that he had done was useless, he was nothing in her eyes, she had forgotten about herself.
"Have you forgotten me? you said you would always remember me!" Yu Wenxuan felt his heart dripping blood, and it was slowly cooling. The Spirit Frost Envoy suddenly felt a lot of pain in his heart, an indescribable pain, and the soul saw that the Spirit Frost Envoy was not quite right, and kicked Yu Wenxuan into the air. Yu Wenxuan vomited blood and propped his hands on the ground, "Tell me, tell me, tell me, your previous promises are all false!"
Yu Wenxuan suddenly raised her head and roared, the spirit frost made her shocked, she seemed to want to think of something, but she couldn't remember, she just felt that her heart hurt so much, she didn't dare to look at his eyes, because she was afraid of tears, she didn't know why she was like this.
"Stinky boy, if you dare to shout half a word, I'll cut out your tongue. The soul strode forward, lifted Yu Wenxuan's hair, and pulled him up from the ground. "Tell me, you tell me!" Yu Wenxuan ignored the soul and continued to roar at the Spirit Frost Envoy. "You nasty thing. The soul punched Yu Wenxuan's face, and Yu Wenxuan's face was covered with blood.
"Tell me!" he continued. "You ......" "That's enough!" The soul was still trying to curse, but the Spirit Frost Envoy interrupted him. "I don't know who the frost you are talking about, I'm afraid you recognize the wrong person, I'm the Spirit Frost Envoy, the Lock Keeper Spirit Frost Envoy. There was a piercing sparkle in those blue eyes. "If you're so crazy, I'll kill you. After the Spirit Frost Envoy finished saying this, he didn't look at Yu Wenxuan.