Chapter 170: Deep Cold
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In the purple fire in the sky, in the heavy snow, the two figures were so tightly together, it seemed that they had never been separated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info¥f Top Novel,
He was still in a deep darkness, as if he had never woken up, unaware that she was using all she had to drive away the cold from the depths of his soul.
Perhaps, in his life, he will never know that in this cold world, she is so close to his skin, like two fish that are about to freeze, in the cold deep sea, foaming at each other, never giving up.
Lin Yizhi...... Are you better?" Duanmu Ningque didn't know how many times she had asked, how many times, how much she wanted to hear Lin Yizhi's voice, even if it was a low moan.
Even so, she wouldn't be so desperate. However, all that answered her was the sound of the burning flames and the falling snow.
She hugged him like that, facing the cold of the whole world.
Slowly, the already faint warmth on Duanmu Ningque's body began to fade silently, and the coldness from Lin Yizhi's body surged towards her like a tide through her thin layer of light veil. It seems that he and her are really connected by blood, and her blood seems to be gradually getting cold under his influence.
Duanmu Ningque still supported his body strongly, preventing him from touching the slightest ice and snow on the ground, because the ground was too cold, and a little contact would cause a piercing feeling of freezing.
She let him half-lean on herself, and then she was half-curled up like that, like a fulcrum that never knew tiredness.
She didn't even move a little.
The snow fell silently and fluttered one after another, covering her pale blue clothes that had completely spread out on the two of them, one by one, and looked incomparably beautiful. However, Duanmu knew that although those crystal snow flakes looked beautiful and exciting, they were the most inignorable source of cold in this purple fire.
The snow fell all over her head, gradually turning her green silk into white hair like snow. Suddenly, she was stupid, if she was old in such an instant, would she also have gone through the so-called eternity?
In this way, I don't know how long it took, she felt that she was gradually beginning to be unable to support it, and most of her body was already frozen by the cold air in the sky, and it seemed that it was extremely difficult to exhale a breath, and that breath would freeze instantly.
Duanmu Ningque understood that her current situation was extremely bad, as if she had fallen into the abyss of ice, and wanted to climb out desperately, but she couldn't do it anyway.
Suddenly, she thought stupidly that at the far north end of this world, the extremely cold Kunlun snow region, the world covered by heavy snow all year round, the glacier meandered, and the heavy snow never stopped for millions of years, is the cold there exactly the same as here.
Snowy Kunlun, maybe in my lifetime, I won't be able to go there again......
In a trance, Duanmu Ningque's divine soul also began to slowly weaken, and slowly seemed to be torn out of the cold body, and it was frozen in an instant.
She was aware of her changes, and she knew that her spirit was becoming more and more chaotic and faint as time passed. She was anxious, she knew that she had to boost her spirit, otherwise, he and she would be buried together.
She didn't want to die yet, and she didn't want him to die.
Slightly, she struggled to move, but this very small movement seemed to wake up the cold that had been sleeping in her body, and in an instant, the huge cold, as if it was alive in an instant, filled every corner of her body from the top of her head.
The divine soul, which was already like a candle swaying in the wind, was almost bright and dark in an instant, just when the divine soul completely disappeared and was about to return to darkness.
Duanmu Ningque seemed to suddenly use all his strength and slowly shook his head, and the soul that was about to be extinguished slowly returned to his spiritual consciousness.
She bit her lip and shouted over and over again in her heart: "Duanmu Ningque...... You can't fall...... If you don't fall, there is still hope for him!"
She forced herself to look up slowly, and looked into the world with confused eyes, but she couldn't see anything in front of her except what seemed to be a white expanse, did the purple flame disappear?
She squeezed out a wry smile, and slowly looked down at the pale face in her arms with her eyes closed, but fortunately, that face was still clearer than ever in her eyes.
She seemed to whisper to him, and seemed to say to herself: "Yizhi...... Look at me, I'm so old, so old that I can't even see the snow clearly...... Wake up, wake up and help me see, after the snow, it's the ...... of the Illusory Peak A sea of autumn leaves. ”
However, he could not hear a word of what she said.
Finally, Duanmu Ningque, whose mind was so resolute and stubborn, was still tired, tired and exhausted. He still hasn't woken up, maybe he won't wake up eventually, if so, what are he still holding on to so hard.
I'm so tired, I'm so tired......
Perhaps, I'm really going to get some sleep...... Yizhi, don't go alone secretly, after I wake up, I will take you to walk slowly in this abyss of ice and snow, walk slowly...... Do you know that this snow is really beautiful?
Duanmu Ningque finally couldn't hold on, and the heart that was strong enough to resist was instantly occupied by irresistible exhaustion and cold, except, deep down, the name of those three words, like his own blood, had never been separated.
She slowly closed her eyes...... Join him in the final darkness.
Perhaps, this time in the darkness, with her company, Lin Yizhi will never feel lonely again......
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I don't know how long this faint burning purple fire world has been burning like this, and I don't know how long the cold snow has been blowing like this. However, there seems to be no sound in this world anymore, and I wonder if this snow will be a little lonely.
In this way, the two unconscious people still hugged each other, and seemed to fall into a deep sleep.
In this dream, the vicissitudes of life have forgotten the passing years and changed their appearance......
Suddenly, Duanmu Ningque, who was originally unconscious, suddenly felt a slight throbbing in his chest, and there was a slight warmth that he hadn't felt for a long time.
If it's not your own heartbeat, who will it be?
Suddenly I woke up, and the cold hit again. But the warmth in her chest did not retreat, as if she was hugging her tightly to block the mighty cold.
Duanmu Ningque immediately became extremely conscious, although there was still no strength in all parts of her body, and even when she opened her eyes, it seemed that a long time had passed.
However, she struggled to open her eyes a little bit.
It's still so cold, so peerless, and it has never changed.
She lowered her head and slowly looked at Lin Yizhi in her arms, the coldness in her eyes seemed to be much softer in an instant, maybe only if Lin Yizhi didn't know it, her eyes would be so gentle as water.
How can I fall asleep...... There was still a beating in his heart, and there was warmth, and the faint warmth seemed to be desperately trying to block the cold for me.
Did he feel that he knew that he and I were facing a desperate situation of life and death?
Yes definitely!
Duanmu Ningque's spirit was shocked, Duanmu, Duanmu, you came here but did not hesitate to disobey the master's order, if you don't save him back, don't you regret it for the rest of your life? If you don't save her back, won't you want to be lonely for the first time, Duanmu, Duanmu, how can you give up?
However, in such a desperate situation, he tried his best to save him, but how could he save him?
What to do? What to do?
Just when Duanmu Ningque fell into extreme helplessness, suddenly there seemed to be a low sound in his ears, then a low sound, and then a series of clear sounds, the only difference was that the sound of the sound went from being like nothing to becoming clearer and brighter.
Until the end, the whole world was filled with this clear and high-pitched sound of clear sound.
As the sound of the clear sound resounded throughout the world, a huge light blue light quickly spread around, as if it was symbiotic with this clear sound, under the gaze of Duanmu Ningque, the light blue light, like the tide of the sea, surged on the originally snow-white ground, with an incomparably fierce momentum spread, and after a while, the original pure white on the ground to some fear, has been all smeared into this light blue light.
It seemed that this pale blue light was endless, completely covering the entire earth. Suddenly, the pale blue light on the earth suddenly brightened, instantly illuminating the endless darkness.
The countless souls that originally seemed to have in the dark were all wiped out under this light, and there was no trace left.
The boundless light blue light suddenly seemed to have life, quickly fused together, with an unprecedented clear sound resounding through the sky, the original endless light, turned into a dazzling star in the world, rushed up from the ground, from the ground began to draw a blue trace like a substance, the star, straight to the top of the sky, above the clouds of the firmament, emitting colorful light, like a huge pillar of light tumbling in the sky, from the sky sonorous appearance.
This colorful light finally turned into a magnificent blue light again, and in the light, a huge sword qi like heaven and earth descending from the sky, and a huge sword shadow slowly appeared between heaven and earth.
Duanmu Ningque's heart then became extremely excited, and the power that came from nowhere actually called out loudly in spite of everything: "Cangli ——"
Cangli Divine Sword, one of the four peerless divine swords left by the great god Nuwa, it is rumored that these four swords can open up the world.
The huge sword shadow of the Cangli Excalibur was like a substance, flashing on the top of the deep firmament, and in an instant it seemed to be the only master of this firmament.
Duanmu Ningque was also stunned, she had never seen it suddenly appear without any summoning from her since she had possessed it, and it appeared so magnificently and amazingly.
"Detachment...... What do you feel?"
Duanmu Ningque slowly picked up Lin Yizhi, and stood in the wind and snow like that, above his head, above the sky, above the sky, out of the world!
Cangli Divine Sword seemed to feel the surging mood of the master, and suddenly, the huge sword shadow above the sky slowly moved.
Just like that, with an overwhelming huge sword aura, from the top of the sky, a sword fell.
It's just that the speed of the fall is unprecedentedly slow, although the momentum is amazing, it seems that the whole time has become slow.
A sword fell, waiting for the vicissitudes of life.
The huge sword qi slowly fell from the sky, and the sword body completely slammed into this secluded realm of purple fire, which seemed to bring up an overwhelming cloud of smoke and dust.
"Boom-" Like an ancient sigh coming from the junction of the sword blade and the ground, it was shocking from the vicissitudes of life.
Immediately, a powerful wave of qi made Duanmu Ning suddenly feel that the day seemed to be collapsing, and the ground was constantly shaking.
With the huge bombardment of this sword, the purple and emotional barrier fire that was originally imposing became much smaller in an instant.
The shadow of the sword that fell from the sky vibrated again, and then slowly fell again.
"Boom-" There was another surging crash, and the purple flame seemed to be waiting for the verdict of the doomsday, and there was no trace of resistance at all, and it was all extinguished in an instant.
The snow that seemed to never stop in the sky could not be traced under this huge bombardment.
Finally... Is it over?
Duanmu Ningque burst into tears, and a huge tiredness struck again. Her body collapsed again......
However, the moment she fell, she was awake again, because in front of her, an endless yellow flame suddenly appeared.
The yellow fire was oblivion, like purgatory.
Are you really going to die here?......
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