Phoenix Destiny

A sword flew at a low altitude and landed at the end of the Yinshan Mountain, turning out two figures.

Lu Mingshu’s back-to-earth Yan’s return to the northwest direction.

Just under the yin and forcibly flying, the remaining mysterious power was almost consumed, and now I rely on the sacred mystery of meditation to move on.

The person on the back moved, and the voice was weak: "You...have no mystery, let me down..."

"No!" Lu Mingshu threw a medicinal herb into his mouth. "Oh, now, the squad has not yet gathered, we have to hurry."

"There is no need to go..."

"What stupid do you pretend?" replied, Lu Mingshu rushed for a while, then said, "The devil said, you have inherited his magic, who knows how those people will treat you."

"They...will not be so unremarkable..." When he said this, his tone was not very sure.

"Oh," Lu Mingshu unknowingly poked him. "You are so confident? Wang Hao is now alive and dead. Zhongzhou Wang is also seriously injured. It is hard to say whether he can survive. How are you related to those people? Don't you have to say it? They have just suppressed the Emperor, knowing that they will not be ruthless, and that you will also be banned!"

Taking a breath, she said again: "Well, just when the seven really watched the incense of your ancestors, you are merciful to you. At that time, there were so many people, you are sure that other martial artists will not have opinions? Ethnic groups, their hearts must be different, they even the barbarians still have to beware of eviction, not to mention you are the son of the devil."

There was a low laugh in the ear, intermittent, and then listened to him: "Even if this is not relevant to you, why bother to take your own..."

She suddenly angered: "Can you shut up? So much!"

The two gradually separated from the Yinshan, but Lu Mingshu did not dare to slow down, and did not dare to call out a small stay, fearing to be noticed. Before, they took advantage of them to deal with the Emperor, she took the person to sneak out of the hall and took out the Imperial Tomb. Because she is not sure, when these people control the emperor, how will he deal with his son of the demon.

Without him, you can't control the emperor. This is not a fake. However, the complexity of the human heart, and how can you simply pass the theory? How powerful the demon is, what they saw with their own eyes, who knows if he will get out of control in the future, then, there is no other person who has learned the secrets of the blood to help them to protect him.

No one has chased it yet, but the ruling of Yinshan is gradually taking shape and will be repaired soon.

After an hour, they entered a certain vein of Yinshan.

Here, it is the junction of the Great Wilderness and Beibei. Turning over the mountain, you will reach the northern boundary, and there are many tributaries in the north. At that time, even if someone chased it, it would be difficult to find them.

In fact, there are more close roads to go, even the mountains do not have to turn. But that was the intersection of the three places of the Yinshan Mountain in Zhongzhou. At this critical moment, it was hit by people, and the consequences were unpredictable.

Yan Wugui has been half-awake for a long time, her sweat drops on the back of her hand, let him wake up briefly: "They didn't chase, you... find a place to rest..."

"No, it’s safe to turn over this mountain. Now it’s easy to find it."

The infested yin has not been driven out, and the neck that the devil has smashed has a burning pain, and with the use of mysterious power, the moment is a breath.

He smiled low on the back.

"What a smirk?" Her temper is not good now.

But this does not affect his good mood.

"In order to save me, you will not hesitate to become a public enemy of Xuanmen, how can I not be happy?"

Lu Mingshu’s eyes moved, this is what Xie Lianzhen would say.

"But you are like this, you will be tired of yourself." This is the tone of Yan's return.

Lu Mingshu wanted to say something, hesitated, and finally did not say.

Something floated down and the neck was cold.

She looked up and found that it was snowing.

It is now in late autumn in October. Above the mountains, there is already snow.

Snowflakes are falling and falling. They entered the snow-covered area, and their feet slammed into the snow.

"In their eyes, I was a gang with you."

Serious injuries and colds made his reaction very slow. After a while, I realized that Lu Mingshu was answering his previous questions.

Then she listened to her again: "What's more, if you want to save me, it will become what it is now. If I don't care about you, don't you ignore morality?"

"Just... morally?" he asked lowly.

Lu Mingshu is silent. He knows what answer he wants, but this answer is not yet available.

"Cough!" He coughed out a bit of congestion in his throat and smiled. "It’s a ruthless woman, born and died for you, for your organs, even if you are against the world, you don’t care. ?"

A snowflake fell on her eyelashes and blinked into water.

"Yeah," she murmured. "I am such a ruthless woman, what do you like about me..."

The higher the mountain, the colder the snow. The person on the back was weak and barely moved.

Lu Mingshu gave him medicine, and it was still useful at first, but the effect was getting weaker.

"Hey! Don't fall asleep," she yelled.

He blinked and stumbled "hmm".

"To tell you good news, I think Wang Yi is very likely to survive."

Hearing this sentence, he barely raised his spirit.

"That one is actually in love," she said. "I am close and can see clearly."

"Is it?" He smiled weakly. "I will be relieved."

His reaction made Lu Mingshu frown. She said that she wanted him to mention the desire to survive, instead of leaving with peace of mind.

So she said again: "If you have something wrong, Wang Hao will be sad."

After a while, he snorted on his back.

"And you are jealous, he never gave up on you, if not his consciousness is still there, we have been destroyed by the devil."

"..." He said slowly. "I know, I don't hate him."

There is a relief in the tone.

Lu Mingshu was anxious. Why did she say these words, all the intentions are reversed?

After a while, she didn’t move, she couldn’t worry, and she called: “Yan Big Brother!”

no respond.

"Xie Lian?"

Still no movement.

The snow fell even more, and the horizon was white, and the end was not seen, and nowhere was seen.

Lu Mingshu clasped his hand, his lips trembled and whispered: "Xie Xing Shen?"

After three seconds, he coughed on the back, and the faint voice seemed to smile: "Is this your first name?"

Lu Mingshu grabbed his hand and grabbed his hand: "You will stick to it again, turn over the mountain, and you will go to the north."

He continued: "My name is Xie Xingshen, don't be wrong in the future."

"Ok."

He listened to him muttering to himself: "Whether Yan has no return, or Xie Lianzhen, I am... Xie Xingshen."