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Chapter Five Hundred and Five: Fire

When Xiao Qianye returned to the source of the glacier again, the time had already entered the cold twelfth lunar month. The abnormal climate throughout the year had made the temperature extremely strange. Even Fei Yuan, who had practiced for thousands of years, did not feel the slightest bit of cold.

He sat on the ice and reached into the river, his face serious and solemn. Standing next to him was Xueyaozi, the guardian of the glacier forest. A tall white tiger lay lazily at her feet. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of

The person who came from the sky just flicked his tail to remind his master, and then continued to lie down and take a nap.

"Ah! I'm back!" Xue Yaozi greeted him happily. She and Xiao Qianye had only met each other once, but for some reason, seeing him now was like a huge stone quietly falling to the ground in her heart. Xiao Qianye was stunned for a moment.

His gaze passed through her and landed on a bloody glacier behind.

"What's going on?" Xiao Qianye was stimulated by the dazzling color for a moment, and cold sweat oozed from his back. Xue Yaozi quickly held him down. She was a spirit body in a ghost state, but she was holding on to him.

His strength was not light at all, and he explained in a low voice, "Don't worry, a group of dragons came here before. They should have lurked here along the water source. Fortunately, Lady Fengji once lived at the source of the glacier.

After a long, long time, the strong breath of the Spiritual Phoenix still remained here. In addition, the cold climate of the snowfield was not suitable for the Dragon Clan to fight for a long time. They were also helpless against the powerful sealing power of the Underwater Sealing Ten Sword Technique. After several attempts, they failed.

They also retreated because of the difficulty, but before they left, they cut their bodies open like a demon and let the dragon's blood mix in the water. They didn't know what special magic they used. More than ten days have passed, and there is still no blood.

fade."

Xiao Qianye listened quietly, feeling that every word was like thunder. Xue Yaozi took his hand and comforted him for a few words, pointed at Fei Yuan and said: "Since Wen Yi passed away, because the two places are close to me,

I come here from time to time for a walk, and this time I happened to meet Fei Yuan who is guarding the source of the glacier, so I am waiting for you here with him. Unexpectedly, the first person to wait is the black dragon from Xuhai, but

They have now escaped and have not caused trouble again recently."

Fei Yuan then stood up and shook off the blood on his hands, pointed at the still red glacier and said seriously: "The dragon's blood is not good for our clan. If there are wounds on the body, touching these things again will add insult to injury and add fuel to the fire.

Oil will prevent wounds from healing for a long time. I remember that there were indeed many, many wounds on Your Highness’s body. Those guys were trying to harm her. Since they couldn’t get in, they simply didn’t let Your Highness come out safely. This would make them act like crazy.

Just cut your own body open, you are really crazy and hopeless."

Xiao Qianye stepped forward to explore the river water, but he couldn't feel anything unusual. Feiyuan looked at the injuries on his body and his exhausted expression. For a while, he didn't dare to ask anything, and just kept talking to himself silently.

The situation here: "Although Jiaolong has been trying to destroy the outer protective barrier of Fushi Island, he has hidden it so deep that even the location of Xuanming Island has been covered up. How can he suddenly come out to cause trouble? By the way, Li

There is a temporary camp not far away. I saw that there were several people from the army stationed there. One of them, a young general, secretly came to me to inquire about the situation. He said that you arranged to stay nearby. He said, "Jiaolong"

The clan caused trouble in the imperial capital and killed members of the royal family?"

Xiao Qianye nodded silently. After hearing his description, he knew that Nan Jing should be nearby. He hesitated and did not choose to go to Nan Jing. Instead, he turned to Fei Yuan and said, "I also encountered many dragons along the way.

Secretly causing trouble, they got the help of Pluto, and I am afraid they are here for A Xiao. I will go see her first. If she can wake up... you can take her back to Fushi Island first. With Emperor Che here, Jiaolong will not

Dare to make mistakes."

"Wake up..." Fei Yuan opened his eyes and murmured nervously, "Can Your Highness really still wake up?"

Xiao Qianye didn't reply. He originally believed in Moon God's words, but when things happened, an invisible fear surged in front of him. He didn't know how sure he was, and whether what he got through all the hard work was nothing more than nothing.

A scam? He didn't dare to think about it. He just subconsciously opened his palms to see the faint feather mark. Countless complex thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, almost forcing him to lose his breath. Fei Yuan was also watching quietly beside him.

After a while, he finally raised his hand and patted the other party's stiff shoulder, saying calmly: "Go quickly, she has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Yes." He responded feebly. Stepping into the source of the glacier, the scene was no longer as clear as the last time. The dragon's blood was mixed in the cold river water, and shone with scarlet haze under the sunlight above.

Sure enough, he was lingering near Feng Shi Sword Technique. Xiao Qianye leaned over carefully, Gu Chen's divine power forcibly blocked the river water, and then vigorously changed his moves. He saw cracks appearing in the ice, and the dragon's blood seemed to smell the inside.

The raging breath of flames approached instantly. Xiao Qianye immediately pulled away and rushed over. The Likong Sword at his waist struck out with the Seven-turn Sword Style. At the critical moment, he caught a glimpse of the frozen crack and rushed in, and when the dragon's blood was like spirit, he rushed in.

The moment that followed like a snake replenished the Feng Shi sword technique.

Then, he himself looked at the sword in his hand in surprise. Feng Shi was originally a technique, and it was later integrated into swordsmanship through the inheritance of Kunlun ancestors in the past generations. He was not a person who was familiar with techniques.

Feng Shi's solution method is not very skilled, but the action of unblocking and re-sealing just now was smooth and flawless. Could it be that the dragon blood bead really played a special role, which made his magic skills also improve?

Improved unknowingly?

He was wondering in his heart, he was the enemy of the Black Dragon, why would the other party do such a behavior that outweighs the gains and losses? Was it just an accidental mistake, or was there another conspiracy?

He thought as he walked forward. It was still quiet here. White bones were spread out from afar. Moon-white flowers grew on the remains. They were swaying slowly in the absence of wind. He saw that little little one far away.

The figure was lying calmly, still exactly the same as when he left. He anxiously quickened his pace, but also inadvertently slowed down his movements. He endured the increasingly uncontrollable heartbeat and rushed over, and then carefully helped Shen up.

The sleepless person whispered: "I'm back, Ah Xiao... I'm back."

Di Zhong emerged from his body silently. He did not speak or disturb the two of them. He just stood by and watched. He felt like an afterimage without a body and soul, and he also felt unprecedentedly nervous.

She was still so unconscious, her cold body leaned against him gently, Xiao Qianye looked at her blankly, she was not breathing, and there was no heartbeat. For a moment, he felt her voice that he had heard through Bai Jiaoxue Lake.

The sounds were just hallucinations, and fear arose spontaneously. He took a deep breath and opened the collar of his clothes. The criss-cross sword wounds on her heart were still shocking, and the faint fire guarded by the power of the God of War was even dimmer than before.

, knowing that he could no longer delay, even though he was extremely uneasy, Xiao Qianye immediately took out the wooden box that he had been carefully protecting in his arms and opened it.

Since leaving the underground palace, this thing has never left his body for a moment. Although it is a wooden box, relying on the power of the moon god, it actually showed the same brilliance as the bright moon for a while. There is really a drop in the center of the wooden box.

The blood is just different from the bright red color of normal humans. It is intertwined with the golden light unique to the sun god. In an instant, the dark source of the glacier is reflected with a faint golden color, like the rays of the rising sun or the afterglow of the setting sun. In this drop of blood

I don’t know what kind of powerful life force it contains. When it was carefully dragged out by Xiao Qianye, the surrounding moon-white flowers grew a hundred times a thousand times. In just a moment, the entire world of bones was completely covered with flowers, and the desolate cemetery was covered with flowers.

It also becomes shining brightly, rising towards the sun.

His hands were still shaking uncontrollably at this moment. Di Zhong was waiting quietly. From the moment he learned about the blood of the two gods, this man had been unswervingly determined to get it. But if he really left

At this point, fear will inevitably arise in his heart. Once this drop of blood is mixed with fire, will it usher in new life or lead to true destruction? He cannot judge, or even make a choice, and can only wait silently for him to

All the emotions were suppressed, and I didn't know what kind of difficult determination I made. Finally, I slowly raised my hand, removed the protective cover of the God of War's power, stared at the reddish fire with bated breath, and gently dripped in the blood of the two gods.

The drop of blood and the fire that was about to be annihilated slowly merged without any sound. Xiao Qianye felt that his heartbeat stopped at this moment. He stared at the reaction of the fire without moving, and the almost invisible red slowly became brighter.

When he got up, unknowingly, a ray of warmth spread from the cold source of the glacier, and the bright white moon flowers revealed their bright red bit by bit, and the air seemed to be ignited with the breath of fire in an instant. Just when he couldn't hold back the surprise in his heart

At the same time, suddenly a powerful fire burst out from his chest and struck the bones next to him. The huge impact caused the entire cemetery to shake violently, and Xiao Qianye's steps were disordered, his body froze and he took a step back.

"Ah Xiao!" He exclaimed, instinctively wanting to support the woman next to him. The flames instantly enveloped her whole body, and he watched helplessly as the figure of his beloved was swallowed up in front of his eyes. In desperation, Xiao Qian

Ye didn't care at all that this flame was the legendary divine bird fire. He desperately wanted to rush in. His skin was burned the moment it touched the flames. His already overwhelmed body cracked open again with horrific scars, but he seemed ignorant.

Unconsciously, one hand reached into the fire and groped hard.

No... nothing could be touched. There was only blazing heat in the suffocating fire, which caused his cold body to burst into heartbreaking pain. However, he refused to retreat and instead advanced, and his whole body was about to be completely engulfed by the tongues of fire.

At this moment, Di Zhong had to grab his shoulders and force him to move a few steps to a safe place behind. Under the special coexistence, Di Zhong looked slightly painful. In the battle with Emperor Che, he was only burned by the flames.

The skin of the wrist was burned to a small extent, and the wound has not healed for thousands of years. Now this man is almost burned all over his body. If he doesn't stop it, he himself will die in the fire before Xiao'er recovers!

"Let go... let go!" Xiao Qianye's pupils reflected the light of the fire. The fire burned away Yun Xiao's body and the last of his sanity. Was she deceived? Or did something go wrong along the way? Even if she never wakes up.

, at least she can still stay by his side quietly, but now, there is nothing left, even the cold body has been swallowed up by the fire, and there is no trace left. He really can only lose her completely, even his last thoughts

Is it impossible to save him even if you think about it?

In the chaos, someone gently grabbed his wrist to prevent him from jumping into the fire regardless of his own safety. Xiao Qianye threw the hand away angrily and shouted desperately: "Let go! Let go, let go..."

Before he finished speaking, the last word was swallowed back into his stomach. He threw away the hand that had been holding him in a rage, but in the next moment he instinctively pulled the hand back, and a familiar soft voice came to his ears.

Laughter, the person who haunted him came out of the firelight. The flames behind her were like a pair of bright wings, and then gradually contracted the fire that penetrated into her chest. Yunxiao breathed a sigh of relief and stepped back.

He took a step forward, tilted his head and smiled at him: "Okay, okay, I'll just let it go."
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