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The ice pick shook uncomfortably in the zhenqi, and in an instant, the ice pick hit and pierced the two of them.

Mo Wei's heart trembled, and she closed her eyes resignedly.

Before a storm comes, there is always incomparable tranquility. A strong air pressure strikes from behind. With the sound of tinnitus and the sound of ice shattering and falling to the ground, Mo Wei opened her eyes in surprise.

A powerful barrier surrounded the two of them, while Chu Jiaoxing and Beigong Qianqiu were ejected, and took a few steps back.

Mo Wei looked back, and saw standing behind her, the man in red clothes who looked like a manzhushahua ghost, said: "Master, this disciple is incompetent..."

Mo Wuyou narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, looked at Chu Jiaoxing contemptuously, and said, "Trash, get the hell out, I'll deal with them."

Mo Wei only felt a burst of resentment in her heart, and without waiting for a response, Wen Ruyu clasped her fists and said, "Yes."

When the words fell, he helped Mo Wei to leave.

Under the shade of the tree, the two sat cross-legged, and Wen Ruyu poured out Qi to heal Mo Wei.

Mo Wei frowned and said, "I don't want to run away."

Wen Ruyu collected her thoughts and said, "Weiwei, you almost died."

Mo Wei pursed her lips, and said, "I'd rather die."

Wen Ruyu's eyes were full of helplessness, he sighed softly, and said: "Just now when the four of us were fighting, there were barriers everywhere, do you have the ability to break the barrier like a senior brother and break in, or do you not believe that senior brother can solve it? them?"

"I..." Mo Wei choked, and then said, "It's just that the strength of these two people is extraordinary, I have never met such a terrifying enemy..."

"That's why only senior brothers can deal with them." Wen Ruyu interrupted, "Alright, let's heal with peace of mind."

Mo Wei's eyebrows were full of worry, and she just sighed helplessly.

The carriage galloped and entered the territory of Beiming. Beiming was unprecedentedly chaotic, and the overwhelming darkness was sweeping across the sky, making it hard to breathe.

In the car, Chu Jiaoli coughed lightly, her face was a little pale.

Xigong Jinghong poured her a cup of hot water and said: "If you have a fever, you should take a good rest. If you are nervous every day, you make yourself so haggard. When you get off the carriage, I will send someone to buy medicine for you."

Chu Jiaoli frowned, her eyes were bloodshot all over, she hadn't slept for two days, how could she sleep in this situation?

"Too slow..." Chu Jiaoli murmured in a low voice.

Xigong Jinghong was full of helplessness, and said with a wry smile: "Sister-in-law, you have to know that we are speeding now, the carriage is at this speed, do you still want to fly to the sky so fast?" He sighed softly , said, "Let me tell you, whether you are awake or not, the carriage runs very fast. If you have a fever, go to sleep quickly, and don't force me to stun you with medicine."

Chu Jiaoli clenched her fists tightly, and suddenly reached out to pick up the dagger he had placed on the table, opened the curtain, threw the dagger without waiting for everyone's reaction, cut the rope that was covering the horse, jumped on the horse's back, and gallop away.

"Hey! You're still sick! Don't die!" Nishinomiya Jinghong exclaimed, the movement was done in one go, and in the blink of an eye, the horse disappeared.

He was worried about her, so he had no choice but to ride another horse and follow her.

Seeing the figure in front of her, he galloped side by side with her, and couldn't help but curse: "You stubborn woman!"

The wind whizzed by around her, she didn't care about other things at all, she just wanted to go faster, faster...

In the evening, the overcast sky became darker until there was no light at all, and the night was slowly approaching.

Under the Liangyue Peak, the galloping horse was pulled tight by the reins, and let out a burst of neighing.

Chu Jiaoli's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and the fever seemed to have subsided a little. She didn't care about other things, but climbed desperately to the top of the mountain.

There are fallen corpses along the road, and there are also members of Yousheng Sect who want to capture Chu Jiaoli, but from time to time around her, iron objects sprang out to knock down the attackers. Taking good care of her.

After successfully reaching the summit, Mo Wei cried out helplessly, "Master."

As she looked away, the three people on the platform made her pupils shrink suddenly.

The clothes of the three were torn, and their faces and bodies were covered with wounds. In the current situation, the three of them were exhausted, and Mo Wuyou seemed to be at a disadvantage.

The two of them worked together to summon countless fine ice needles to pierce Mo Wuyou's body, and he spat out another mouthful of blood, before falling to one knee on the ground.

Seeing the right moment, Chu Jiaoxing transformed into an ice sword from the air, intending to pierce his heart.

"No..." Chu Jiaoli collapsed on the ground, she wanted to step forward to stop her, but she couldn't hurt Chu Jiaoxing because of this, a line of tears flowed from the corner of her eyes suddenly.

Chu Jiaoxing's sword edge was getting closer to him, looking at his face, Chu Jiaoli's words suddenly appeared in her mind: "Kill Mo Wuyou, you will regret it."

A deep sadness suddenly surged in her heart, she heard Mo Wei's cries in the distance, why did she empathize with this situation so much?
Suddenly recalled in her mind, when she was an immature child, her mother hid in the corner of the room and cried secretly. She looked at the old-fashioned man depicted on the canvas by her mother who was good at painting, with a little cinnabar between the eyebrows, so eye-catching.

Her heart contracted violently, and at the very moment, she suddenly withdrew her strength and threw the ice sword casually, turning into a puddle of water and scattered on the ground.

"Myolie! What are you doing!" Beigong Qianqiu shouted sharply.

This was the best time to kill Mo Wuyou, but at the critical moment, she stopped!
Chu Jiaoxing's expression froze, the ice needle condensed from the air again, her hands made a seal, and the ice needle pierced through several blood channels, pierced the skin and bones, and fell to the ground with bright red blood.

"Ah!" Mo Wuyou roared ferociously, wanting to stand up and resist, but Beigong Qianqiu immediately restrained him from behind.

Mo Wuyou stared at Chu Jiaoxing fiercely, and said, "Little bastard, how dare you destroy my internal strength!"

Hearing Mo Wuyou's voice, Chu Jiaoli slowly opened her mouth, eyes startled, a terrifying bloody storm surged in the clouds, and a strong and powerful true energy spread from around Mo Wuyou, dark red The mist is like a hellish ghost.

The underground stone bricks shattered, and the internal strength in Mo Wuyou's body was gradually dissipating, his physical strength became weaker and weaker, and he could no longer struggle.

Looking at Chu Jiaoxing and Beigong Qianqiu, they were also bleeding from their seven orifices, and their faces were terrifyingly ferocious.

A strong air pressure burst out, the enchantment was shattered, and the surrounding vegetation was broken inch by inch.

Nishigong Jinghong vigilantly pulled Chu Jiaoli who was stunned in place, into his arms, and raised his hands to resist the attacking true energy.

When Chu Jiaoli came back to his senses, his sleeves were already broken, and he was finally sent flying by the shock, lying on the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

She was startled suddenly and said, "Are you okay?"

Nishinomiya Jinghong gritted his teeth and propped himself up, then staggered towards Chu Jiaoxing's direction...