The giant branch sword trembled on the ground.

Bei Zangfeng's body was a little shaky.

He raised his heavy eyelids.

Opposite is Chen Qiubai's stiff figure in the same place.

He held a broken sword in his hand.

Bloodlines gradually became clear and then gushed out.

He fell to the ground with his eyelids drooping, his mouth trembling as if he was saying something.

Bei Zangfeng slowly approached him, and the faint voice came into his ears, "I think it's strange. It seems to be the sound I long for in my heart. I never regret it, because it should be the real me, not thinking about pretending to be myself everywhere, but after being disguised for a long time, it seems that I am not bad."

"Whether it is to let Zhaixing Mansion enter the quiet mountains and seas or defeat you, it should be my own idea, not driven by other reasons to do that. It would be good that I can truly be myself before I die, but I am very unwilling to accept it. In the next life, it will be my turn to kill you..."

The faint sound gradually became inaudible until it completely disappeared.

Bei Zangfeng looked down at Chen Qiubai, who was kneeling on the ground and lowered his head, and said softly: "Your pride is worth it. At least for yourself, everyone has their own side. No matter which side is good or bad, you used to be living for Chen Moxi and for Zhaixing Mansion. You can truly live for yourself. No matter how ugly or embarrassed you look, you should be very happy."

He couldn't say whether he hated Chen Qiubai or something else. Guihai Duankong's death was ultimately related to Chen Qiubai. He just felt that he was very tired at this moment.

A figure of Dao appeared at the foot of the mountain.

That was Zhong Xiyan.

Bei Zangfeng had no reaction, just looked at him silently.

Zhong Xiyan looked at Chen Qiubai's body and said softly: "I should have realized that the teacher's thoughts and the thoughts he imposed on his junior brother will definitely have problems in the end. I just never thought that the teacher was so paranoid that the quiet mountains and seas were indeed admired and respected by the world. It was more like a holy place for cultivators, and it was the place where monks in the world dreamed of entering. But when you think about it carefully, what is the difference between the quiet mountains and seas and mountains and rivers?"

"I want to see the real Pure Land. If there is no in the world, then I will create it with my own hands. Maybe I don't have that ability, but at least it is something I should do and want to do. If I continue to stay here, I don't know what I should do, or even who I am."

He stepped forward and raised Chen Qiubai's body, looked at Bei Zangfeng, and said, "I disobeyed the teacher's intention. He confines me in Zhaixing Mansion and did not kill me. Maybe he treats me as an apprentice, or he disdains to kill me, but I have done my best. I am actually very scared, and I don't even know what I want to do when the teacher is healing."

Bei Zangfeng said lightly: "You are actually very clear about what you want to do. You are really scared. Even if you choose to escape temporarily, I will not say anything. Everyone should live for themselves."

Zhong Xiyan was stunned.

Bei Zangfeng picked up the giant sword and walked past him.

Zhong Xiyan looked back at him and found that he was really cowardly. Perhaps this was the reason why Chen Moxi looked down on him. Although he was the chief disciple of Zhaixing Mansion, he was actually just a name.

His mind was very confused, and he couldn't even remember what he said.

He stood there for a long time with Chen Qiubai's body on his back, and he resolutely went down the mountain to the nearest.

......

The broken palace wall was filled with sword intent.

Dan Tai Wubing had a gloomy face and had no intention of helping. Maybe he was just struggling.

Zhou Luo and Xie Ning were both so tired that they could not lift the sword. They leaned together in blood.

Xie Chunfeng stood alone in front of the rushing enemy troops, and the battle situation rose to the most tragic time.

Under the pressure of Taixuan's mind, the Chuxue girl's appearance became very miserable. Her white skirt was completely soaked in blood and turned into a red skirt. Her stubborn little face was also pale, but she was still unwilling to take a step back.

"You are indeed very good. Li Daoling's apprentice and the disciple of the Sword Immortal have the highest qualifications to practice. He also holds the natal sword of one of the great sword immortals in the golden age. It seems that you have all the benefits. If you grow up, it is probably just a matter of killing me. Unfortunately, you don't have the ability to kill me now."

The leader of the Northern Temple was ecstatic. This was another village. Not only did he have the chance to survive, but he could even kill the girl Chuxue.

The young snow girl is really unable to hold on.

The defeat is becoming more and more obvious.

When Dan Tai Wubing was hesitating and preparing to take action, Bei Zangfeng's figure appeared in front of the palace gate. He threw out the giant branch sword without hesitation, and the broken stars in the sky were flying rapidly. In an instant, he crossed the distance, and wiped the area covered by Taixuan's mind with extreme accuracy and walked behind the leader of the Northern Temple.

Each broken star pulled the gorgeous light, as if wrapped in the stamen, and the arcs passed were clearly presented in front of the head of the Northern Temple.

It was extremely sudden. The leader of the Northern Temple Sect subconsciously wanted to fight back, but the moment he was distracted, Miss Chuxue found the right opportunity and slashed the sword with the raised sword. The sword intent directly broke through the suppression range of Taixuan, and the broken star with Bei Zangfeng bombarded the leader of the Northern Temple Sect, tearing him to pieces.

Blood mist floated all over the sky, and the leader of the Northern Temple was knocked into a slap before he could even leave a scream.

The girl Chuxue collapsed on the ground. She didn't even have the strength to move a finger, and she lay down in a pool of blood.

The sword in his hand also fell naturally and was completely submerged by blood.

The neighing of the horse resounded throughout the streets of Langya City.

It was the reinforcements led by Liu Feiyu who finally arrived.

He rode his horse and walked quickly, followed by Jiang Zihua and He Zhengrong, Yue Congshuang, Lu Jiuge, Nan Sheng and others, and followed by Jiang Guojiashi.

The shouts of killing are shocking.

The three thousand soldiers fought in one round, and the remaining Yan army and the men in black under Qin Chengyi were wiped out without resisting for a few times.

Jiang Zihua grabbed the sleeve of the Medicine King Chenru and quickly stepped into the palace gate.

Considering that Langya City must be extremely tragic, on the way to help, Liu Feiyu arranged for Jiang Zihua and He Zhengrong to go to the Medicine King Valley and brought many great pharmacists, including Medicine King Chenru.

Looking at Jiang Tingyu lying in the corner dying, Jiang Zihua burst into tears, "Uncle, I'm late!"

The queen, who was sitting against the wall, woke up a little more when she was about to faint, by Jiang Zihua's crying sound, "Stop howling, he is not dead yet. If he continues to howl, he will really die."

The medicine king Chenru hurriedly waved to the pharmacists who followed him. Lu Jiuge and Nan Sheng and others also gathered the wounded together and waited for the pharmacists to treat them.

The Empress grabbed Liu Feiyu's wrist tightly and said anxiously: "Qin Chengyi is inside, you can go and save Your Majesty quickly!"

Liu Feiyu's expression tightened. He had no time to greet the Queen and waved directly. Except for those who were left to take care of the wounded, the rest rushed to the palace as quickly as possible.

A pharmacist came to the side of Miss Chuxue and Bei Zangfeng. They looked extremely terrifying with blood all over them.

The Chuxue girl struggled to sit up, looked at Bei Zangfeng, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Bei, for helping me in time."

Bei Zangfeng just nodded. He raised his hand to stop the pharmacist's movements, and had no idea of ​​staying here to treat the injury. He staggered and walked towards the deep palace.

Jiang Zihua was very worried about being by Jiang Tingyu, and Nan Sheng also stayed to take care of the wounded, Yue Congshuang, Lu Jiuge, and He Zhengrong were also closely following Bei Zangfeng.

Xie Chunfeng, who was also seriously injured, also refused the pharmacist's treatment. The crisis in Langya City has not been resolved yet, so how could he feel at ease to heal his wounds here? Your Majesty's safety is the most important thing.

Dan Tai Wubing came to Miss Chuxue, and he remained silent.

Thoughtful that although Li Mengzhou was responsible for his father's death, the ultimate reason for his father was killed was Qin Chengyi, and he had to kill Qin Chengyi with his own hands.

But looking at the face of the Chuxue girl, who was covered in blood, he finally hesitated for a moment.

......

In the endless snow-capped mountains, a figure dragged a person forward with difficulty.

There are lonely cabins that are under the storm of wind and snow, but they are also an excellent refuge at this moment.

Han Yi was not very clear-headed.

He opened his eyes slightly and saw snow all over the sky, which was very confusing, forcing him to close his eyes again.

He could only feel that he was being dragged, his body was almost unconscious, especially his back, which felt completely frozen.

The sound of the wooden door being opened came to his ears, and then he was dragged again. When his back was stuck on the threshold, there was a burning stinging feeling, as if his entire back was cracked.

Fortunately, the cold was covered by a small cabin and it became a little better.

He was confused and noticed a fire lit up in the cabin. The long-lost warmth made him subconsciously want to get close.

With this idea, he gradually lost consciousness completely.

When he wakes up again, he is wrapped in warmth.

His vision gradually became clear. The cabin was very simple and could not block the cold. There was also snow blowing in. The bonfire was shaking and there were signs of being blown out at any time. He struggled to sit up, leaning against the wooden boards. There was no second figure in the cabin.

Even if the bonfire is not blown out by the wind, the fire will be almost burned out, and the fire is extremely weak.

His body shivered slightly.

While he was forcibly trying to stand up, the door of the cabin was opened from outside, and a large amount of wind and snow poured in, making Han Yi narrow his eyes again. A figure appeared outside the door, blocking the wind and snow. The figure was holding the dead branches with ice in his arms.

Before he could see the person's face clearly, he was pushed and sat down by the person who appeared. A thin and tattered straw mat was covered with his body. Then he watched the figure using Qihai Lingyuan to melt the frozen dead branches, and then urged them to dry them again, throwing them into the fire, causing the fire to ignite again soon.

"Are you?" Han Yi wrapped in a straw mat, his face was extremely pale, his eyes were also very desolate, and his voice was even more hoarse.

The figure turned around, and the originally very white clothes became very dirty, and there were even holes that were cut open in many places. A very delicate face was a girl, and a very beautiful girl.

Han Yi looked at that face and felt more and more familiar.

The face in his memory is still a little different from the face in front of him. The owner of the face in his memory was only thirteen or fourteen years old the last time he saw it, but the overlap of the two faces made him know very clearly that it was the same person.

"Are you Xiaoyan?"

Gu Shiyan's expression was very calm. She drew her sword and put it directly on Han Yi's neck. The coldness hit her whole body through her skin, making Han Yi's back numb. She looked at the beautiful face in horror, and a cold voice also sounded, "I'm lucky you still remember me, otherwise I'll cut off your head with one sword."

Han Yi: "..."
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