Gu Nanyi stood there quietly, but his fingers suddenly began to tremble. There was a desolate roar in the depths of his heart, crashing into the solid defense of his heart, cracking the road marks, causing pain.
Isn't this what people often say, the irony of fate
It was so sore, so cold...
Among the crowd, there were only two people who did not pay attention to the battlefield. One was Feng Zhiwei on the back of Gu Nanyi. Ning Yi, on the high platform of Luoxue, looked at Feng Zhiwei's direction from a distance, with a slight blueness between his brows.
A moment of silence is unbearable, and after a moment, the murderous aura that fills the world explodes!
"Kill!" Zhan Xuyao yelled, and with a wave of his arm, the snow turned into a pestle. The snow pestle came through the air with the power of a tornado. The hair of the people standing ten feet away stood on end, and the lanterns at the corner of the building were all crooked, and the lights dimmed. With a bang, the paper shattered into thousands of butterflies.
"Go!" With a flash of golden light, Gu Yan's sword struck behind and came first. The lights that had been dimmed suddenly brightened when the sword light was bright, and the sound of crackling and cracking on all sides was louder. This time it was the ground that was broken, solid bluestone The ground split like a spider web, like a series of hideous cracks, approaching Zhan Xuyao's feet.
Zhan Xuyao greeted him with a sneer, the snowy light and the golden light collided with each other, and the two figures in the light jumped up and down, as fast as the aurora, and almost no one could see their moves clearly. Wherever the two passed, everything was destroyed. Moving quickly, sections of the railings collapsed silently like ice and snow melting under the sun, and after landing, every time the two of them took a step, there was a deep crack on the ground, dust filled the sky, and all of them shot upstairs On the heads of the people downstairs.
On the high platform, Ning Yi looked at the battlefield of the two masters, frowned, and said in a low voice: "Tell them to stop, don't get hurt..."
He didn't continue, but Ning Cheng yelled, "Stop them, don't beat them!" He also ran over.
Yao Yangyu waved his hand and directed the soldiers to rush forward.
The crowd surged.
Push back again.
Like a grass facing a violent storm, the front bumped into the back, and the back was about to get out of the way, suddenly felt a huge and strong real force coming, like a huge wave, couldn't help but staggered back, and bumped into the back of itself again, And the one behind him was facing a new wave of air when he wanted to avoid it...
Wave after wave, like the waves of the sea, no one can stand firm within a radius of three feet. In the end, everyone rolled into a ball like candied haws.
Peerless battle.
No one can approach, no one can stop, unless it takes life to pad.
In the blink of an eye, the hundred tricks have passed, and the world seems to be shocked by this peerless battle, and the wind and snow are even stronger.
"Clang!"
Suddenly there was a loud noise, the pale golden brilliance of the snow faded away, and two vague figures leaped high and met them in mid-air—
Gu Nanyi suddenly cut the belt behind his back with a sword, blood flashed, and he flew up—
"Nanyi..."
Feng Zhiwei, who was on the ground tired after cutting off the tie, struggled to shout out this sentence, she stretched out her fingers in the wind and snow, but only touched the sleeves of his clothes floating behind her.
"Nanyi..."
With a muffled sound, Guanghua stopped immediately, and the three of them fell in the flying snow. Before Gu Yan landed, he had already let out a cry of pain.
His golden sword pierced Gu Nanyi's chest, while Zhan Xuyao's palm was printed on Gu Nanyi's back.
The three of them kept this posture, standing still in the snow, Gu Yan and Zhan Xuyao all showed shocked expressions.
In the last move just now, the two high-handed gestures were evenly matched. It was an act of burning jade and stone together, but who knew that Gu Nanyi suddenly rushed up, the two of them were unable to stop, and the killers all beckoned to him.
There was a suffocating silence in the dark wind and snow, so quiet that I could hear the sound of falling snow, and in the sound of falling snow, blood gurgling out, and the sound of silently wetting the black night clothes.
Something rustled down, staining the ground with a thin layer of falling snow red.
Gu Nanyi lowered his head, and gently pushed away Gu Yan who was rushing towards him. He didn't seem to feel any pain, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong. He turned around and just wanted to see Feng Zhiwei.
When he turned around, he saw Feng Zhiwei slumped on the snow, her face was almost transparent, her eyelashes were covered with crushed snow, the snow was not melted by the heat, but fell so coldly on her face, she opened her eyes. Looking at him with a pair of misty eyes, the eyes are so dark and deep, but the light in the eyes is gradually fading.
Gu Nanyi stood there in a daze.
In an instant, he forgot his serious injury, forgot the life-and-death enemies, forgot that his relatives were confronted with enemies, and forgot that this was the sight of a thousand troops above the imperial city. He froze there, feeling that his blood vessels were hardening, shattering and exploding in an instant. The starry sky exploded, causing the world to collapse.
He threw himself forward, blood splashing all the way, the gesture of the throw, he almost slipped and knelt on the snow, he knelt beside Feng Zhiwei, and helped her up in a panic, his body felt astonishingly soft , he wanted to test her heat, but he himself was as cold as ice, and everything he touched would be hot. He felt for her pulse with his fingers frantically, and the moment he felt the pulse, he suddenly fell forward.
A mouthful of fresh blood splashed out from his mouth at the same time, sprinkled on Feng Zhiwei's face like peach blossoms, her face was snow-white, which set off the blood color vividly, it was shockingly gorgeous.
Feng Zhiwei opened his eyes wide, with a smile still in his eyes, and said lightly: "Nan Yi...don't be stupid..."
She was leaning against Gu Nanyi, and she had turned around at this moment. The railing upstairs was destroyed by the war, and now she was facing Ning Yi who suddenly fell from the soft platform on the high platform.
Flying snow spiraled down from the night sky endlessly, the snowflakes were as big as butterflies in the dark, she was on the palace gate tower, and he was on the high platform of the palace gate square.
She leaned against Gu Nanyi's arms, with a faint smile on her lips.
He half-kneeled in the snow under his feet, using his already blurred vision, trying hard to see her clearly now.
Nine palaces, staring in twos.
But within a short distance, it becomes the end of the world.
At this moment, the soldier's halberd is dull, this moment's thoughts are like snow, this moment there seems to be a faint flute in the sky, winding from the clouds, and in a trance, there is a song "Dream of Jiangshan".
The country is like a dream, and the country is like a dream.
Feng Zhiwei smiled faintly.