Chapter 193 On the Wind and Snow

Chu Tian was stunned and saw a beautiful and vulgar face vaguely, and then a warm teardrop fell on his face.

"Chu Tian..." He hugged him tightly with his light left hand, pressed the big vertebra hole of the vest with his right hand, and injected the true qi in his body without hesitation. Fang's heart was sour and sweet.

She didn't want to cry in front of him, but Sakura's lips just wanted to show a smile, but the tears in her eyes rolled down again, hazy her eyes.

Chu Tian's lips moved and wanted to say something. When it came, he smiled and said, "It's really ugly when you cry."

Yi Qingyang didn't expect that he was still in the mood to joke with himself at this moment. In the end, he couldn't help laughing. The beautiful jade face is like a ephemeral flower with dew, blooming in the dark night.

Chu Tian was not idle, and his concentration stimulated Yunlu's aura to be injected into his body. Thinking that this Yunlu Reiki is more refined and mellow than the tangible spring water, it will greatly reduce his pain and calm his meridians.

Over there, E unruly looked at Chu Tian with envy, and he couldn't help but be very discouraged when he thought about his own affairs.

People are more popular than people, so don't compare them!

When I was thinking nonsense, I suddenly felt that the shoulder injury was cold, but the quiet and smooth hands were applying medicine for him.

In an eye, E unrestrained spirit seemed to be healed, but in my heart, I was looking forward to more wounds on my body, so that Wen Jing's hand could stay on her body for a while.

At this time, Master Jue Mian personally led a group of monks from Longhua Zen Temple to set up a 108 arhats array to meet them. The two sides will fight together and fight together, kill the bloody road and retreat back to the camp.

However, the "jue'an boundless array" of Longhua Zen Temple has already been opened, and the holy and magnificent golden Buddha light hides the night sky, and it is fiercely attacking with the overwhelming enemy.

Everyone was relieved when they entered the array. At another look, except for a group of monks, including Chu Tian, only 13 people came back alive, and their hearts were all miserable.

And among the only 13 people left with this fruit, the zombie mother, Nan Mengke, E Wu unruly, and E Rizhao are all scarred and killed nine lives. After a fierce battle, the injury was also aggravated and coughing up blood. Leng Yuechan, Zhu Wuchang and others are also panting like thick fog, and it is almost difficult to stand still.

As for the scene in the array, it was even more miserable. The bodies of the dead could be seen lying on the ground. The painful groans of the injured were endless, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The big camps of Yu Yutian, Tianyimen, Bidongzong and Haikong Pavilion have fallen one after another. Now everyone has retreated to the boundless array of Jue'an and make the last desperate resistance.

Chu Tian and others were arranged to rest and heal their wounds in a temporary tent in the camp. Several monks of Longhua Zen Temple were rushing back and applying medicine to the bones of the injured, cleaning and dressing. The ears were full of coughing and cursing, and the scene was chaotic.

Chu Tian took out the holy spring in Yunlu and everyone. Everyone knew that this was a rare treasure from the heavenly world. After eating, they looked for an empty place to sit down and seize the time to heal the luck. It is better to recover one more point than one point.

However, the time has become particularly long. The boiling sound of fighting and killing in all directions, and the last desperate shouts of the dead keep getting into everyone's ears, always reminding everyone in the big tent that the danger is getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, a female disciple of Haikong Pavilion exclaimed outside the tent, "What a heavy snow!"

The faces of Leng Yuechan, Nan Mengke and others changed dramatically, and the shadows flew up without saying a word and fell outside the big tent.

The vast night sky was sprinkled with goose feathers of snow one after another, flying all over the sky under the roaring new wind. In an instant, Cangshan Mountain was covered with snow and silver.

"Bum!" Nan Mengke sat in the big tent and did not move, but he punched it down fiercely and knocked out a big hole on the ground.

E unruly sensed that the atmosphere in the account was depressing and asked Chu Tian doubtfully, "What's wrong with the snow?"

Chu Tian smiled bitterly and replied, "It will be dawn for another hour. At that time, all the evil spirits will have to retreat to the ground or the dark cave. Even if you are a master of Guizun and Ghost King, your cultivation will be affected and your combat effectiveness will be greatly weakened. But the snow came at such a bad time.

E Wu unruly understood it, and his heart sank and muttered with hatred, "God, come to join in the fun at this time!"

Chu Tian didn't say anything. Now it depends on whether You'ao Mountain can talk to Lin Yinxue to attract the magic army to help. But why is it almost dawn, and there is still no news from You'ao Mountain?

"It's snowing--" Lin Yinxue stood quietly on the hill, looking at the direction of the valley where the sword light rushed to the sky and killed the ground. In the dense forest behind him was the demon army waiting for Dan.

She slowly stretched out her hand, and a piece of crystal white snow fell gently into the palm of her hand and slowly melted into water.

"It seems that we still have to wait here for a little longer. I hope they can hold on until the moment when the sky clears up again."

You'ao Mountain stood beside Lin Yinxue, looked up at the more and more heavy snow. He suppressed his anger and said, "If you compete with each other, the fisherman will benefit. Is that what you want?"

Lin Yinxue said indifferently, "When the ghost army retreats, I will send troops to help you sweep Ni Tiangao's rebels. I will keep my promise. Instead of being angry with me, you might as well pray to God that the snow will stop as soon as possible.

Youaoshan's fists snapped, and he said slowly, "I can't teach the snow to stop, but I can decide what to do!"

He rose up against the wind and flew in the direction of the valley without hesitation, let alone looking back at Lin Yinxue.

Lin Yinxue was unmoved. She looked at the back of You'ao Mountain, and her face slowly showed a complex and incomplicated look. She said in a low voice, "A obsessed fool, who can really decide his fate in life? I'm the best proof - you and I will never figure out how God wants to play.

You'ao Mountain can no longer hear Lin Yinxue's whisper. He flew against the wind and ran to the valley at full speed, thinking that he didn't know what happened to Chu Tian, Luojia and E unrestrained? Will you be disappointed and complain when you see that you return home alone without a soldier?

He didn't expect that Lin Yinxue would become so strange after recovering his memory. Perhaps this is normal - she just recovered herself and returned to her previous life, but it could obviously make him feel more unforgettable resentment and indifference!

In front of you, a dense army is besieging the valley, as if the snow has been rendered red.

You'ao Mountain used the technique of flash escape to tear the void, avoid thousands of enemies, and enter the valley from the southeast.

As soon as his body flashed out of the void, seven or eight evil spirits rushed up with their teeth and claws.

The face of You'ao Mountain is waveless, and the magic sword is in the sea with his backhand, like a flash of thunderbolt, and the evil spirits are fragmented and scattered.

Youao Mountain kept rushing forward with his sword, and as far as he could see, Luo Jia and the two Northern Ming elders were fighting in a hurry.

Youaoshan recognized the two elders at a glance, but they were Li Xuan from a divorced family and Leng Yueru from a cold family.

When he was very young, he once held Youqi's hand and went to Leng Shi's family to pay a New Year call with his father. Leng Yueru held the two brothers on their lap and handed out the New Year's red envelopes with a smile.

People are always easy to forget and betray their memories. It seems that only in this way can you forgive the mistakes you have made, so that you can continue to make mistakes with peace of mind.

But for Youao Mountain, he will always remember the warmth of that scene. However, tonight will be cold. What he will get will no longer be a big red envelope full of New Year's money, but a cold sword.

"Keng!" The sea magic sword fell suddenly, and it seemed to cut off a wisp of memory of the past at the same time.

"Aoshan?" Leng Yue waved her sword sideways and suddenly patted her left hand from the cuff to hit the other party's chest.

He and she deeply understand the difference between life and death in the battlefield. Since you have bumped into it, there is no old love, and there is no need to keep your hand. Go all out without a fluke, which is the highest respect for each other.

"Bum!" With palms, the two of them flew back and opened their doors again. They suddenly saw a fireworks blooming in the night sky in the north.

Leng Yueru was stunned when she looked at the fireworks, and turned her eyes to Youao Mountain and said, "At that time, I saw that you were more talented than Qi Ren, but he was more ruthless and more tolerant than you. Therefore, you can't compete with him for anything..." As he spoke, he joined Li Xuan and retreated into the depths of the snow.

You'ao Mountain did not pursue. He silently watched the opposite enemy retreat and broke away from his own side.

"It's my eldest brother or Youqi." Luo Jia calmly brushed her sleeves and shook off the snowflakes on her shirt, stared at the vast night snow and said, "Lin Yinxue refused to take action?"

"She will wait until it is sunny and take advantage of the moment when the evil army withdraws to the ground before sending troops." Youao Mountain replied, and felt a faint sense of melancholy in his heart - the gentle and kind Lin Yinxue, who had been with him for six years, finally disappeared. What he saw tonight was only a demon master who was in charge of the ups and downs of the god Lu.

"It's expected." Luo Jia smiled carelessly and said, "But if she wants too much, then she is likely to get nothing."

"Do you have any wine? I'm done." At this time, Mo Jingxuan came over tiredly, with a shocking sword wound on his left waist, and every step was so painful that he gasped.

Youaoshan took out a small wine jar from the cuff and threw it to him, and said, "The last bite is for me."

Mo Jingxuan patted Kaifeng mud, took a big sip greedily, and said, "I'm looking forward to what Ni Tiangao will do next?"

Luo Jia said, "He will take advantage of the snow to bury us all in this valley, and then wait for Lin Yinxue."

"They are coming." Suddenly, Youao Mountain whispered, and surprise and anger appeared in his eyes.

Mo Jingxuan stared at it, and a row of silent masters of the Northern Hades came out of the raging snow and slowly approached the boundless array on the shore.

He held his hand holding the wine jar and stared at the familiar faces, including E's unrestrained father, the old Eshanqiu of the E family.

Youaoshan reached out and took the wine jar, looked up and drank it all, threw it in the snow, and said, "Have you heard Leng Yueru's comments on our two brothers? In fact, she was wrong. The person who is more ruthless and more tolerant should be me--" He raised his hand and pulled out the magic sword inserted in the snow. His eyes ignited with a sense of war, and rushed to the puppet army on the opposite side.

His eyes crossed the vast night and thousands of snow, and a pair of cold eyes that also shot from each other in the void burst into a thrilling spark.

The unfounded man finally appeared.

This time, he brought more than 2,300 puppets who were completely controlled and did not know what fear and pain were. Half an hour before dawn, they were thrown into the battlefield by the Qiren.