Thick ice was sinking and floating on the sea. Fang Geyu slowly put down the back of his hand. His cheeks were already very red, but his blurred starry eyes had returned to clarity: "Why don't you run and wait to be eaten by the big snake?"
As soon as the words fell, a large black and terrifying shadow suddenly fell over the two of them. The strong wind danced, and the big black snake came with pressure.
The deep coldness of the mysterious frost intertwined in the air was filled with the great snake's fury, which was the pressure from death.
Bailian's eyes turned cold, and a silver cold spear condensed behind him again.
"No." Although Fang Geyu knew that this cold air could not cause substantial harm to the snake, he still couldn't help but stop him.
She pulled the corpse beside her and held it high in front of the two of them.
The big snake, whose consciousness and soul had been completely eroded by the devil's will, almost instinctively restrained its killing intent. Not to mention the thousands of ice-edge frost thorns, even a piece of wind and snow did not let it fall.
Its scarlet vertical pupils stared intently at Fang Geyu, and its huge body was hidden bit by bit into the deep sea.
The dragon was swimming in the sea, and a huge vortex suddenly formed on the sea surface. The ice several feet deep was drawn into the vortex and shattered immediately.
The ice beneath Fang Geyu and Bailian also began to shake violently.
Bailian summoned a silver spear and prepared to leave with it.
Teng Teng Teng! ! !
The terrifying water column rose into the sky, setting off countless storms, killing all the wind and rain in all directions, and there was no way to retreat.
Balian was hit head-on by the storm caused by the water droplets soaring into the sky. With a bang, his sleeves exploded and a mouthful of blood spurted out. His severely loaded body could no longer support it.
The dragon clan has a strong body, which is the pinnacle of all living beings. Even if Balian is a corpse demon, it is difficult to resist.
We have exhausted all possible tricks and still cannot retreat.
Bailian's face turned pale, he couldn't help but hold Fang Geyu's hand tightly, pursed his lips and said, "I'm afraid we will die together this time."
Fang Geyu thought to himself that although the big snake was crazy, it would definitely not kill you. Seeing his serious look, Fang Geyu straightened his chest seriously and said, "Why, you're scared."
"Actually, I regret it." The two of them sank towards the depths of the sea, and Balian's eyes were fixed on her, his eyes unusually deep.
"Idiot, it's too late to regret it now. Now you know what it means to overestimate your own capabilities, and to sacrifice yourself instead of saving others?" If you don't let him be afraid, it will be really worrying if he does such stupid things in the future.
Balian's smiling eyes seemed to be glued to her body, and he said softly: "If I had known this, I should have continued what I was doing in the deserted house that day. I was kicked three times in vain. It is really painful and unjust."
Fang Geyu's face turned red, and then he realized that the clothes on his body had been burned clean by the dragon flames, and his body had been reshaped countless times by Silk Fangjin, but not a single trace remained.
The chest that was puffed up with pride retracted again with a blushing face, and she gave him a hard glance.
Does he regret this emotionally?
Fang Geyu was about to ask him what he meant? Is it just teasing or because...
But before the words were spoken, the thick ice beneath their feet was shattered by the gravity of the sea water, and sea water mixed with sharp ice fragments came from all directions and engulfed the two of them.
And in that sea water, the huge mouth of the big snake is hidden in it.
"Stop making trouble."
At the critical moment, a cold and soft voice seemed to be integrated with the sky wind. The four words were light and calm, as if scolding and comforting, and dyed with a bit of autumn frost sword energy.
A sword fell from the sky. The sword's long and narrow blade was as cold as autumn water. The sword's aura reflected the mist of the mountains and rivers, giving off a light chill. Two small characters in seal script were engraved on the sword's body close to the sword's grid: Wash the Snow.
When the sword fell, a sword turned into an astonishing number of tens of thousands, breaking through the sea!
The water column pouring from the sky exploded into rain, and the endless storm was calmed down by the sword energy.
The sea of heavy swords separated the real sea water, and Bai Lian and Fang Geyu looked at the thousands of swords that seemed to be real in shock.
Without even seeing the owner of the sword, the big snake was suppressed by the sword energy in the sea, and could no longer stir up any waves.
The soft sword energy carried the bodies of Bai Lian and Fang Geyu, and lifted them out of the sea. Thousands of cold swords merged into one, and finally fell firmly into a clean, porcelain-white hand.
The sky breeze was blowing slightly, the green silk under the hood was fluttering, and the clothes were rolled up like clouds. Half of her face was melted in the shadow, with a pointed white chin and thin lips with a light and dizzy color. It was possible to see the whole picture without looking at it. It is deduced that this must be a beauty with extremely outstanding appearance.
Distant mountains, solitary peaks.
It became a temporary place for everyone to stay.
Fang Geyu was wearing the coat that Bai Lian had taken off. He stared at the woman not far away who had hidden herself tightly and asked, "Who are you?"
When someone rescues someone, even an arrogant and rude young lady would immediately thank her, but when she opened her mouth, she asked about the origin first.
There is no other reason, because the sword in the hands of the mysterious woman in front of him is the fourth sword of Tianxi, Xi Xue.
However, the legend of the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi cannot be shaken. Once the sword soul recognizes its master, it will never serve the second master. However, the man in front of him is not only able to use this sword with ease, but is even far more powerful than the current fourth sword, Lord Yunrong.
Yun Rong, who had cultivated in the Tribulation Realm alone, could not subdue the mad snake with one sword.
Fang Geyu suddenly had an extremely absurd idea in his mind.
The mysterious woman in black robe said calmly: "You met Yun Rong in Xianling City. I thought she had informed you two of my identity a long time ago."
Yun Rong once said that there were some problems in her practice, and the inner demon came out, stole the light from the sword's heart, and disappeared.
By saying this, she undoubtedly recognized the identity of her inner demon.
Balian looked at her and asked, "Are your injuries getting better?"
"Injured?" Fang Geyu was puzzled.
Bai Lian hummed: "She saved my life."
The woman in black robe did not explain why she would meddle in Yukuna's hands and save him. Her tone remained calm, and no change could be heard: "The body of the inner demon, a small injury is okay."
But after listening to the conversation between the two, Fang Geyu's fingers hidden in his sleeves trembled, and his spine felt chilly.
The woman who claimed to be Yun Rong's inner demon had already hidden the Snow-Cleaning Sword in her robe, as if the sword could never see the light. She added: "The bones next to Miss Fang have been burned by demonic fire for thousands of years, and they are full of hostility. , although it is said to be the bones of an immortal, it can only do a hundred harms to practitioners and not a single benefit."
Fang Geyu narrowed his eyes and said, "So?"
The inner demon stretched out a hand towards her calmly: "Please give him to me."
Fang Geyu looked at the right hand she stretched out. It was completely different from her left hand. The fingertips were pale and weak, and the palm of her wrist was full of horrific old scars. She felt a sense of powerlessness in her heart, and said softly: "Here you go." If it’s gone, what’s the use?”
People will always make some habitual actions subconsciously, no matter how many years have passed.
The meridians in this man's right hand are obviously all gone, and he may even be unsteady when serving tea.
But when she was about to pick up the skeleton, she still subconsciously held out her right hand.
Because this right hand was once very important to her.
Important hands, to pick up important things.
This is normal.
