"Stop it, the more you want to summon spiritual power, it will only make you more painful." Qi Xue's care and sorrow were all over her face. When Jie Lan looked back and saw her look like this, there was a strange moment, but she quickly disappeared. Fleeting.
Chengfeng walked towards Qi Xue step by step. His blue eyes were filled with hatred and resentment. He walked to Qi Xue's side and strangled her with his right hand. Both Jie Lan and Qi Xue were already unable to resist, when they closed their eyes. While waiting for his final destiny, Chengfeng's hand suddenly stopped in the middle. His body was wrapped in the blue light blade of the rosary, and the red blood splashed like plum petals in the falling wind on the white ice.
And he dumped in front of Qi Xue, his bruised skin exposed outside the torn and torn white robe, his quiet face restored his delicate contours, and he suddenly felt like a sleeping child, which made people feel painful and heartbroken.
Jie Lan looked at the sleeping white demon lying in her arms, watching his handsome face reflected in her blue blood, and suddenly forgot the cruel and cruel demon just now. She couldn't believe that there would be such a monster in the world. A good-looking man, I don’t know if it was his handsome face that made me a little dizzy, or the pain in his body that caused her nerves. She only felt that her body was so heavy, so heavy, and finally it was difficult to support her, and she fell on Qixue’s. On his shoulders, he fell asleep.
The night wind blew in through the roof of the cave, with the sound of hunting and hunting, hurriedly and violently. Snow fell gently, caught in the wind, and the flying snow looked like an unending virtual realm.
05 The Secret of Blue Blood
The twilight gradually opened and closed, and the hazy sky was like a melancholy face, and its sorrow could not be removed for a long time. The bone-eating birds hovering in the air looked down at the corpses in the hinterland of Xueling Mountain, waiting to become their delicacy.
The Xueling Mountain is gradually collapsing and disappearing, like an illusory dream, finally sinking in the ice sea, the remains of those demons floating on the water, like a tragic and cruel blood, tearing people's desires. The bone-eating birds swooped down and snatched their bodies. In a moment, the ice water covered with corpses could reflect the outline of the sky like a mirror.
Everything is so cruel and desperate.
Xuehe flew in the sky, Qi Xue sat on it, behind her were the sleepy Jielan and Chengfeng. Looking at the two bruised and bruised, Qi Xue's heart was damp.
There is nothing to miss here, just drift away with the wind!
When Jie Lan woke up, it was already dusk. She was lying next to a tree, and the sound of bird singing continued, and the afterglow of the setting sun was still nostalgic for the earth, and she had not fallen into the mountains for a long time. And not far in front of her came the sound of gurgling water, as crisp as the dawn of a jade flute.
Xuehe was washing the blood-stained white feathers in the stream. Qi Xue took a little water with banana leaves and walked to the still weak Jie Lan, and handed it to her: "Here, what do you think?"
Jie Lan took a few sips and wiped the corners of her mouth: "It's okay, how about him?"
Qi Xue looked aside, and Chengfeng, who was still asleep, leaned against a rock. The wind gently raised his black jade-like hair and brushed his handsome face, which looked like a wonderful painting.