Chapter 2 Meeting [Section 2]

[Section 2||Five feelings are sad]

At that time, Emperor Xiaoye smiled strangely and held a silver stick. Regardless of the magnateness of the master, he took the lead in launching an attack and smashed the direction of the ancient Xinghe fiercely. Although he had never used any magic power, the momentum of the master was different. The moment he moved, the wind rose and the dark clouds swirled. .

"Hmm!" Gu Xinghe snorted faintly, but at this time, he did not seem to be afraid of Emperor Xiao Ye, who was a great master. He held a long sword and carried a sword spirit all over the sky, and rushed to the oncoming Xiao Ye Emperor crazily. These two strong men, who had nothing to do with each other, only said three or two words and wanted to die here.

In Xiao Yedi's eyes, a faint brilliance suddenly burst out: How can the existence of the great master allow others to be so blasphemous? However, as arrogant as he is, he still doesn't want to attach any magic power to the silver stick. He actually wants to fight against Gu Xinghe in this high sky.

Gu Xinghe rolled in white, and his white hair fluttered in the wind, like a demon god. He came with a sword. In his eyes, there was an extremely cold but crazy look. At this time, he tried his best to reach a height that he had never experienced before. Unexpectedly, he had a state of mind of "looking down on the smallness of all sentient beings when he reached the top". Even to Emperor Xiao Ye, he was also fearless.

"Dang~!!!" The sword hit each other, the sky collapsed, and the dark clouds in the sky were blown out by the sound waves, and the ground was even more miserable. Fortunately, Emperor Xiao Ye had already ordered everyone to leave far away, but there were no casualties. And the water of the Tianchi River in the far away is also dozens of feet high.

Although the power of this blow is not as good as that of Emperor Xiaoye and the high priest at the beginning, it is also shocking and changing the wind and clouds.

After a blow, Xiao Yedi and Gu Xinghe stood opposite each other in the sky.

Gu Xinghe still looks like a pair of white robes and smiling arrogantly, but the shallow blood stains are getting more and more, and his blood is constantly flowing out. Is it caused by the fierceness of this war? Or is it because of the strong strength gained by the consumption of vitality in his body that he is dying step by step? Gu Xinghe did not know the key, but he knew that it was time to leave, otherwise he would have to die here!

So, he looked coldly at Xiao Yike, and then immediately turned his head and ran away at the fastest speed, like a sharp long arrow, instantly penetrating the clouds.

"Do you want to escape?" Emperor Xiao Ye muttered, and then put away the power of the sky and galloped away in the direction of the ancient Xinghe River.

It was only a moment, and the two people who were fighting in the sky were immediately gone, leaving only the dilapidated land, and a group of people in the Muxiang Mansion in the distance were stunned. Xiao could also stare coldly at the blank sky. At this time, no one could see through his expression and the dark eyes. A little crazy in the son.

Gu Xinghe felt the rapid dissipation of the power in his body. More and more light blue blood flowed out of his blood vessels, soaked him into a blood man, exuding a crazy and indifferent atmosphere all over his body, and galloping towards the east.

At this time, Emperor Xiao Ye followed Gu Xinghe slowly. He looked at the blood stains criscrossing on Gu Xinghe, and he actually had the idea of cat and mouse in his mind: he wanted to look at the Gu Xinghe, which improved his cultivation and realm in a short time at the cost of consuming vitality. , when can we survive?

Gu Xinghe did not notice the strange movement of Emperor Xiao Ye behind him. At this time, he urged Yuanli to gallop and try to avoid the pursuit of Emperor Xiao Ye. On the other side, he began to think about how to deal with the sequelae of this forbidden magic. Otherwise, if it continues to develop like this, I'm afraid that Emperor Xiao Yedi has not taken action yet. He has died of blood!

Xiao Yedi pressed step by step and pulled the distance closer and closer, but never approached the side of the ancient Xinghe River, but constantly used his power to create infinite pressure on the ancient Xinghe River, forcing him to run wild without thinking about time.

Gu Xinghe's face is getting paler and transparent like white paper. The power in his body has quickly dissipated, and his realm and cultivation has long fallen from the master's realm. It seems that there are only three results for his fate. Either he is killed by Emperor Xiao Ye behind him, or he is exhausted and falls to death, or fresh. The blood flowed to death.

No matter what the outcome, it seems that he can't escape the fate of death. However, his temperament is like him, how can he allow himself to be a little decadent and depressed, that is, the danger of Emperor Xiao Ye behind him is getting closer and closer. At this time, he will never want to die together, because that will only make him die faster. But he has a firm desire to survive and faith. He once promised someone that he must live and live well!

However, at this time, his blood was still flowing from the fine blood hole, his breath was getting weaker and weaker, and his vitality was about to die immediately. His eyes were blurred, and he could no longer see the front. His ears were full of roars, and gradually he couldn't hear anything clearly. At this time, he could no longer feel everything else around him. His vision, hearing, smell, taste and touch disappeared.

All five senses are lost, and their lives are about to die!

Are you going to die here? This was the last thought of Gu Xinghe when he was awake, and then fell from the sky.

"Hmm!" Xiao Yedi snorted coldly and watched Gu Xinghe fall to the ground coldly. He turned into a long silver stick and hit the falling Gu Xinghe.

Even if you die, you can only die in my hands!

However, his stick finally failed to fall, because when Gu Xinghe's body fell, a white figure suddenly rose to the sky, took the comatose and falling Gu Xinghe in his arms, and then slowly fell down, looking coldly at Xiao Yedi in the air.

"Miss Yuwen, this person must be hindered by the prime minister's plan in the future. Please get out of the way and let Xiao kill him!" Although Emperor Xiao Ye was not afraid of the white figure at all, he was slightly afraid of the old man who never showed his appearance. If he offended this little ancestor, who knew how he would suffer the revenge of the old man?

Yu Wen Zhuyan slowly put Gu Xinghe's body on the ground, looked at Xiao Yike coldly, and said coldly, "Mr. Xiao, please leave! If he asks, you will say that's what I did.

Emperor Xiao Ye looked at Yu Wen Zhuyan with a strange look, and reluctantly glanced at the unconscious Gu Xinghe on the ground, shook his head, rose up against the wind, and disappeared in an instant.

Yuwen Zhuyan bent down and looked at Gu Xinghe's injury. On her always calm and indifferent face, a little solemn look gradually appeared. After a long time, she shook her head gently, holding Gu Xinghe's body, rose with her sword and galloped in the other direction.

After a long time, a breeze slowly brushed, a figure shrouded in black clothes, and an old man with a long gray shirt suddenly floated on the ground. However, when they felt the faint bloody smell in the air, they could only shake their heads and turn away.

Yuwen Zhuyan, dressed in a light white shirt, held Gu Xinghe in his arms and galloped away. In mid-air, he stared at Gu Xinghe's face coldly, but always had some inexplicable feelings. She shook her head gently and sighed, "Well, why do you always hurt so seriously?"

At this time, Gu Xinghe's body has been damaged to the limit. Although he has not died, he is almost far away from death. However, he did not die for some reason. On the contrary, he was still in a coma.

"Alas!" Yuwen Zhuyan sighed gently and slowly fell to the ground with the Gu Xinghe in his arms. This is a hidden valley. If someone passes by from above, he will never find the two people on the ground.

Yuwen Zhuyan stared faintly at the ancient Xinghe on the ground and coldly looked coldly at him who was still biting his lips. She sighed gently, but as if she had finally made up her mind. She slowly squatted down, turned into a sharp dagger, gently cut her right artery, and a touch of "bright red" blood slowly flowed out of the wound dry and stagnantly. However, at this time, her expression seemed to be extremely painful.

She held her right hand in her left hand, slowly bent down, pointed the wound at Gu Xinghe's lips, and fed it with her own blood. Drops of blood slowly flowed out of her blood, and then drop by drop on his lips, rendering his lips like red rouge.

"One, two, three... nine, ten."

Yu Wenzhuyan endured the pain and calculated something coldly. When she counted ten, she saw a golden light on her left hand, slowly covering her right hand, and the scar was slowly shrinking, and finally directly disappeared, with only the faintly solidified blood.

After doing all this, Yuwen, whose face was pale and cold as snow, never looked at Gu Xinghe again. He closed his eyes coldly and sat cross-legged.

And Gu Xinghe, who lay beside her, no longer struggled painfully at this time, and finally fell asleep.