Ling Tian motionlessly repaired his body, but felt uneasy in his heart.

"Sigh, I wonder what kind of attack we will face from that ferocious leopard next? It probably won't leave a whole body." Ling Tian sighed, laughing at himself.

After waiting for a moment, Ling Tian did not face the attack of the violent storm. Everything was so calm, which surprised Ling Tian. He couldn't help but raise his head and looked around.

At the ice coffin, I saw the middle-aged man leaning on the ice coffin in a daze. He stretched out his palm and gently touched the ice coffin. His movements were very gentle, as if he was touching the person he loved most.

The Purple Mist Spirit Marten huddled next to him, whining, looking remorseful.

Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, then looked intently. He found that the middle-aged man was speaking to the woman in the ice coffin. Listening carefully, Ling Tian knew what he was talking about.

"Nan'er, it's a good thing you're okay, otherwise I would have gone crazy again. It's a good thing you're okay, cough." The middle-aged man was so crazy that a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care.

"Nan'er, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have left you even half a step, causing you to be frightened." The middle-aged man felt extremely guilty.

The middle-aged man looked crazy, his eyes fixed on the woman in the ice coffin, full of love. It was as if there was only the beauty in his eyes in his world at this time, and there was no other.

Ling Tian had no doubt that even if he retreated now, the middle-aged man would not notice.

At this time, Ling Tian also saw the condition of the middle-aged man. His whole body was stained with blood, and his black robe was full of traces of sword energy. His bronze skin was exposed in many places, and his skin was covered with scars and bruises.

He was bleeding gurglingly. The blood soaked his clothes and condensed on his skin, and a strong smell of blood filled the air.

But the middle-aged man didn't know anything about his situation and just looked at the woman in the ice coffin dreamily.

"Oh, what kind of infatuation is this. It's a pity that the two of them are separated by an ice coffin forever." Ling Tian sighed.

After this period of repair, Ling Tian's body was able to move. He endured the pain, gritted his teeth and stood up, then walked towards the ice coffin. His movements were very slow, but very determined, facing the fact that he was injured like this.

Ling Tian is a middle-aged man without a trace of fear or hatred, but only endless sympathy.

At this time, in Ling Tian's eyes, the middle-aged man was not a terrifying out-of-body master, nor the savage beast who looked down upon the world and knocked Mo Yun Baifeng, who was at the peak of his later deification, into the ground with one palm, but just a sad and infatuated man.

Man, a pitiful man.

"Nan'er, I will protect you and I will never leave you again." The middle-aged man murmured.

Ling Tian staggered to the ice coffin and stared at the woman in the coffin. His emotions were extremely complicated, including sympathy and envy.

I sympathize with her for being a living dead who can only lie in this cold black ice.

I envy her that she has such a man who loves her. Even if she lies in this cold ice coffin, there will be someone with her, even if it lasts a thousand or ten thousand years.

"If I do this, will Min'er be sad?" Looking at the woman in the ice coffin, Ling Tian thought of Hua Min'er, and then he smiled slightly and said: "I guess Min'er will stay with me every step of the way.

But I don’t want her to do this for me, it would be too painful for her.”

"Oh, I don't know how anxious Min'er is outside. She must have noticed that I entered here at this time." Ling Tian sighed, slightly worried in his heart.

"Nan'er, don't cry. I'm fine. Look, you don't have to worry about me." The middle-aged man's voice sounded in Ling Tian's ears again.

Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, temporarily forgetting about Hua Min'er's worries, and looked at the woman in the ice coffin intently.

I saw a crystal teardrop condensed from the corner of the woman's left eye. The teardrops were crystal clear, like dazzling pearls, and paired with the woman's fair skin, they were extremely beautiful.

But these are the tears of a woman, embodying a woman's sadness.

The man stretched out his palm and attached it to the ice coffin. A ray of extremely pure demonic energy passed through the black ice and went towards the woman's face, gently wiping away the teardrop. The demonic energy returned and wiped the teardrop away.

Roll it up and head towards Xuan Bing.

Under Ling Tian's surprised gaze, the teardrop actually penetrated the black ice, like a glass ball showing through the water, without a trace of ice shavings. After the teardrop penetrated the black ice, the black ice remained intact as before, as if it had never penetrated

Like something else.

The pure demonic energy rolled towards him with the teardrop. He used his hand seal and a small restriction appeared, sealing the teardrop. Then he solemnly put the sealing ball into his storage ring.

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"Nan'er, this is the thousand and first teardrop. You have cried too much recently, more than ever before. Don't be like this. I know you are worried about my current state. If there is no hope of saving you,

I hope to go to that netherworld with you, so that I can hold you again." The middle-aged man's tone was extremely sad.

The middle-aged man's mood was very unstable. Sometimes his eyes showed madness, sometimes he showed deep despair, but in the end, he showed a hint of hope.

Hearing this, Ling Tian's heart trembled, and he was extremely surprised: "Can this woman be saved?!"

Then, Ling Tian saw that the woman's fingers were trembling slightly. What was strange was that the black energy of the war spear on the woman's chest spread and came out in a dense cloud, but it was getting lighter and lighter. The war spear was no longer pitch black, but

It turned gray and black, and a gray energy that made Ling Tian feel extremely cold spread out from the war spear.

For some reason, Ling Tian felt restless in his body, and a cold feeling instantly invaded his whole body. This cold breath was very similar to that emitted by the war spear, and should be the same thing.

What Ling Tian didn't know was that the gray energy that had been dormant in his body suddenly appeared and seemed to be very excited. It was running around in Ling Tian's body, quickly filling most of Ling Tian's body and attacking Ling Tian.

The golden Buddhist spiritual energy in his body even entered Ling Tian's heart and mind.

The golden spiritual energy in Ling Tian's heart quickly counterattacked, and the Bodhi tree in his mind suddenly shook, scattering thousands of golden lights, and a rich Buddhist aura filled the air, majestic and solemn, instantly suppressing the gray aura.

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The gray aura fled wildly, and was finally chased into a corner by the Buddhist aura. It shivered, and a feeling of unwillingness permeated the air, but there was nothing that could be done about it. In the end, it had to repeat its old tricks and disappeared without a trace.

I searched everywhere for that Buddhist aura, but I couldn't find the existence of the gray energy, so I had no choice but to retreat.

Ling Tian could only feel the spiritual energy inside his body moving rapidly, but he didn't know what was going on. He thought it was the gray gas scattered from the war spear in the ice coffin that caused the reaction in his body.

The gray aura rose and fell dormant for only a short moment. Ling Tian didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to stare at the ice coffin.

The gray aura filled the air on the war spear, and gradually spread outward, attacking the woman in the ice coffin. The woman's fair skin exposed outside her clothes suddenly became a little gray, and then gradually seemed to shrink.

Ling Tian clearly felt that the woman's vitality was quickly fading away.

The gray energy was so rampant that it soon spread to the woman's head. The woman's fair skin turned gray and lost all its luster, which was extremely strange.

The middle-aged man soon noticed the change in the woman. He frowned slightly, and a feeling of extreme disgust filled the air. Then he stretched out his right palm, and a pure demonic energy surged out, quickly going in and out.

into the ice coffin. Then the demonic energy entered the woman's body from her head.

Under Ling Tian's dim golden light, the gray energy all over the woman's body was being driven away by the demonic energy, gathering towards the war spear.

"Ahem..."

Suddenly, the middle-aged man coughed violently. There was blood foam in his mouth and his face turned pale. The demonic energy in his hands also weakened, and then he could no longer continue.

The demonic energy lost its power and was quickly invaded by the gray energy, and then the gray energy began to spread again.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man panicked, and then forcefully channeled the demonic energy. However, this caused injuries in his body. He coughed violently again, and blood spilled out in large mouthfuls. The crystal clear ice coffin was covered with blood stains.

, as if bright flowers were blooming, especially sad.

At this time, Ling Tiancai saw the back of the middle-aged man. He saw that the whole piece of clothing on his back was gone, and there was a huge scar. The flesh and blood were blurred, and even the bones were visible. The blood was gurgling and pooling on the ground.

A large pool, Ling Tian finally understood why the air was filled with such a strong smell of blood.

The middle-aged man saw the gray air filling the air. He was extremely anxious, but it was difficult to continue to channel the evil energy. His face turned gray for a while, and a feeling of despair filled the air.

"Nan'er, I was seriously injured by the guys outside. I can't even convey magic energy to you. I regret it so much. Are you going to die like this? Haha, it seems that we are really going together this time. Don't

Afraid, I will accompany you, cough cough..." The middle-aged man murmured, his eyes darkened.

Ling Tian's heart twitched slightly, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. Then he took a step forward and pressed his right hand on the ice coffin. An extremely rich golden energy invaded and entered the woman's body.

He couldn't help but help.

Although Ling Tian's cultivation level is much lower than that of the middle-aged man, the techniques he practices are rich in Buddhist aura, and the Buddhist aura is the nemesis of the gray aura, so the golden energy can easily push back the gray aura.

The middle-aged man suddenly saw the gray aura being forced back, and there was a look of ecstasy in his eyes. Then he saw that it was Ling Tian taking action. His lips trembled, obviously extremely excited.

"Thank you, thank you..." The middle-aged man was trembling all over and was extremely excited.

"Don't say it's useless, tell me quickly what to do." Ling Tian said angrily.
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