"Hey, are you asleep?"
A low and elegant voice rang in his ears with a smile, and Meng Fuyao opened his eyes in surprise.
In front of him, Yuan Zhaoxu was neat, dignified and elegant, as if he had just stepped into a palace. The heavy rain hit him and his clothes were not wet. He stood far away among the greenery, and immediately behind the cliff, it seemed like a new bright moon suddenly rose.
He stood so far away, with such an unhurried demeanor, it was supposed to be too late to save Meng Fuyao at this moment, but when Meng Fuyao saw him, he felt relieved for no reason, as if the catastrophe at this life-and-death moment in front of him It was no longer worth panicking, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.
Before Meng Fuyao could spread her smile, Yuan Zhaoxu, who was still as quiet as a virgin just now, also smiled at her.
Before the smile was gone, he suddenly moved.
This movement was like a thunderbolt, like a snowfall falling on the Jade Mountain, a bright rush rolled over, stirring up the night and wind and rain magnificently, and the grass and leaves on the ground were driven by this incomparable speeding energy, all of them were shaken. Hulala uprooted, erected into a wall, and flew towards the direction where the giant net fell.
Yuan Zhaoxu's body was almost flying close to the ground, and he flashed in front of Meng Fuyao in an instant. With a stretch of his hand, he knocked down Meng Fuyao, wrapped her body with one hand and continued to fly forward close to the ground, and rolled up his sleeves with the other hand, creating a grand and agitated movement. The strong wind broke up the "grass wall", and the long grass and branches mixed with his true energy were like countless darts and small arrows, whistling and whirling towards the giant net. The blades of grass that were like sharp blades were cut to pieces and lost their shape.
When the last bit of the giant net with a faint light fell, it just landed on the heel of Yuan Zhaoxu's boot, and behind him, the rain was instantly knocked into the soil soundlessly.
Smiling, Yuan Zhaoxu propped up his arms calmly and looked at the woman under him.
"Seeing me, how does it feel?"
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How does it feel
Meng Fuyao blinked and looked up.
Yuan Zhaoxu, who is condescending, has deep and dark eyes with a smile, and his divine light is separated and intoxicated like wine.
A faint and strange fragrance diffused, even this endless rainstorm could not dilute it.
Their eyes met, and they were speechless for a moment. Yuan Zhaoxu no longer joked, and Meng Fuyao also forgot to retort. At this moment, the crisis was first resolved, the heavy rain was still on, shrouded in Yuan Zhaoxu's unique breath, she forgot to speak, and she didn't know how to speak.
This seemingly distant person has been close to her since the moment they met. In just a few hours, he saved her twice.
Meng Fuyao didn't even understand why he wanted to help her.
She just looked at him, and there was a warm current in her heart, and her body, which was cold from the rain overnight, seemed to suddenly feel a little hot.
It's just that moment of looking at each other.
There is a thin string in my heart, the string has been rusted due to the wind and frost tormenting people's indifference for many years, the string that is waiting to be broken because of the person's betrayal, suddenly when the eyes meet, in the noisy wind and rain and the embracing love In the silence, it was plucked lightly, followed by a slight succession, making a subtle but thrilling vibrato.
As if, listening to thunder in a silent place.
Meng Fuyao trembled.
Her fingers suddenly gripped the wet ground, those unknown grasses with spikes poked into her fingers, big and round drops of blood immediately rolled out from the white fingertips, which were instantly washed away by the rain and soaked in the dark soil .
Meng Fuyao inhaled, the tingling pain at her fingertips made her eyes clear for an instant, she shrank subconsciously, just halfway through this movement, Yuan Zhaoxu, who had been staring at her all this time, suddenly turned away his eyes, stretched out his hand and copied her. Get up, folded and flew out.
Meng Fuyao turned her head in his arms in astonishment, Yuan Zhaoxu had already smiled and said, "Do you want to dedicate yourself to me here? But I'm afraid of catching a cold."
There was a relaxed smile in his tone, Meng Fuyao couldn't see his expression from his angle, and felt relieved to see that there was nothing unusual about him, but for some reason, listening to his nonchalant tone, he suddenly felt slightly melancholy.
With a sound of pooh in his heart, Meng Fuyao secretly scolded himself Qiong Yao, what are you doing, a veteran who is almost forty in mental age, is he still playing entangled
She turned her head and wanted to get out of Yuan Zhaoxu's arms, but Yuan Zhaoxu pressed her down with her fingers, and said in a low voice, "Don't move."
Before the words were finished, countless black figures suddenly appeared five feet away in front of them, holding bows and arrows in the rain. Immediately, a clump of grass and trees suddenly fell down together, revealing an open space, behind the open space were more than ten trees, the upper half of which was as green as before, but the lower half was stripped off, revealing the miserable white body of the tree.
Looking at the arrangement of the trees, Meng Fuyao immediately remembered the five-element white wood formation that the old Taoist priest had mentioned, and was about to tell Yuan Zhaoxu to be careful, but he didn't stop, with one foot pointing straight at the formation's heart. Float over.
Yuan Zhaoxu's lightness kung fu is so high, Meng Fuyao has only seen it in his life, hugging a person still does not touch the ground, as light as nothing, so fast that even Meng Fuyao can't stop him, he is at the end of the battle in a blink of an eye.
Meng Fuyao's heart sank, so he could only close his eyes, silently calculated his position, and according to what he had learned, he planned to destroy the tree three steps to the left first, and then say that the five-element white wood formation is ever-changing, the door of life and the door of death Alternately, she only has a 50% chance of escaping the hidden arrows and giant trees that may be smashed by the big formation, but no matter what, it is better than Yuan Zhaoxu going straight to the dead end.
Just as he was about to move, Yuan Zhaoxu suddenly kicked the huge tree in the front of the formation, and the huge tree rose up from the ground and flew straight away. , with a soft buzzing sound, as if a dense clump of bees suddenly flew up from the ground, or the piled up leaves were rolled up by the hurricane, and they rolled over in an instant.
It was a dagger buried in the ground, its iron color was black, it pierced the air amidst the rain and cement debris, it slammed into the middle of the trees, it kept hitting trees from all angles, and when it was bounced back by the force of the impact, it changed direction instantly. What used to be towards the eyes is now towards the chest, what was previously towards the back of the heart is now towards the sky spirit, ever-changing, and there is no way to avoid it.
Yuan Zhaoxu didn't pay attention to the threatening killing at all, his robe flew through the air, flying through the air, like strong winds swirling the clouds, or lightning flashing in and out of the clouds, flashing once in the dark sky. The first time he rose and rested, wherever he passed, the wind was like an invisible knife, and the knife and knife broke the tree he was hugging, and he saw the rumbling sound of the sleeves rolling up and down, every time he made a move, the tree would break, and he pierced through it. The figure between the sword light and the giant tree is as fast as lightning and as light as a feather, and it always flashes through the tiniest gap when there is no time to send. It is clear that it is dealing with the most frenzied and irregular attacks, but its movements are precise and delicate. It seems to have been calculated countless times in advance.
Like a fairy with great supernatural power, using rivers as lines and lightning as needles, he embroidered a map of lost traces on the brocade with complicated layout.
Giant trees are falling one by one, seemingly in a disorderly manner, but each tree breaks at a slightly different position, one is higher than the other, and the strength changes, so that when each tree falls, , all happened to be erected on the previous tree, and fell down like dominoes, but no tree fell to the ground. In the end, all the trees fell down into a shape like a rolling mountain, and those who were ejected indiscriminately His dagger was blocked by the trees that fell from different angles with incomparable precision, and they all fell into the ground.
Taking a deep breath, Meng Fuyao couldn't breathe anymore. She knew how to break this formation, but she never thought that someone in this world could break the formation like this. How precise is the method of breaking the formation that uses all strength to break it. As for the terrifying calculation, the many trees, the countless throwing knives, and the angle change of each throwing knife's ejection must be calculated to the point of perfection, so that they can all be bounced off unscathed. With such a calculation, Meng Fuyao feels that it is even modern. The computer may only take a few seconds, not to mention Yuan Zhaoxu who is in the middle of a large formation and is facing the fierce attack of lore
This, is this still a human
The giant tree fell, and the dagger bounced off. Yuan Zhaoxu flicked his sleeves, and flew straight up with Meng Fuyao, stepping through the void like flying clouds, and stepped on the top of the tallest tree in one step. Spurred up by the zhenqi flowing all over his body, his posture flying across the sky is as straight as a fairy.
Standing high in the canopy of the tree and the green leaves under his feet are not startled, Yuan Zhaoxu smiled with his hands behind his back, Shi Shiran looked at the group of ambushers who were still bowing their hands and arrows in their hands, and those people froze in place with the same movements as before, Opening his mouth wide, he looked at the figure of the god-like man on the treetop in astonishment, watching him wave his hands and eyes in an instant, destroying the white wooden formation carefully arranged by the sect master for many years; , using the most bizarre and unbelievable method to break through the formation in an instant, watching him remain unafraid, entering and exiting the Lishajue formation as if entering no one's land, standing in the canopy of the tree in a relaxed and casual posture, suddenly awe-inspiring fear appeared. The feeling of gods, how can I still remember to shoot bows and arrows.
Yuan Zhaoxu seemed to be smiling but not a smile, he raised his sleeves and threw away, the people below all jumped away, but they didn't see anything, then he heard a long laugh in the air, two black shadows shot away like a frightened bird, streaking across the sky and rain A condensed black line of rain came out, the leaves of the trees flew as it passed, and the trees separated to the two sides. The accumulated soil on the ground was rolled up by the soft and huge real power, scattered and splashed, and the sound of crackling sounded repeatedly. , the arrow broke and the ground cracked, the water gushed out and the fire extinguished, and the remaining four formations of black water, loess, fire, green and gold behind the white wood formation were all broken in an instant.
The four bursts of broken chains fired randomly, killing many guards of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. Amidst the exclamation, the crowd scattered even more chaotically.
Running too fast, the wind was violent, Meng Fuyao reluctantly poked her head out of Yuan Zhaoxu's arms, looking at the already disfigured formation with a bit of pity, she also knew how to break it, but because the man above her head was too tough, she was always a hero Useless, she played with Yuan Zhaoxu's skirt in boredom, and then sighed in boredom.
Hearing Yuan Zhaoxu's voice whispered above his head, his chest vibrated slightly when he spoke, hitting her cheek that was pressed against his chest, the scorching heat from the touch gradually permeated his whole body, making him so warm that he could run around. She was drowsy after being extremely tired all night.
"... This formation is too shabby, let's escape in another way..."
Well, run for your life, and drag you along.
Meng Fuyao closed her eyes and fell asleep.