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{}>Wuchenzi and Elder Xingjian, who were fighting high above the sky, were able to decide the winner at this time.Please keep our website in mind~Wuchenzi shot with all his strength, and sent Elder Xingjian flying with a magical spell, he vomited blood and flew hundreds of feet away.

He turned his head suddenly, seeing the scene under the mountain peak, his eyes were filled with anger, and he yelled angrily, "Damn you bastard!"

I saw his figure shot out of lightning, flying towards Ning Xuewei, and at the same time, he flicked his right hand twice, and two streams of light shot out, piercing the chests of the two true disciples in an instant, There was a splash of blood.

The two true disciples originally thought they could kill Du Feiyun, but unexpectedly stabbed a female cultivator. When their faces were stunned, they were pierced through the heart by Wu Chenzi's two magic spells. fell down.

In the distance, Elder Xing Jian's face was pale and he looked in a state of embarrassment.As soon as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he ordered the rest of the disciples to leave quickly.Before turning around and flying away, he glared at Wu Chenzi bitterly, his eyes filled with bitterness and coldness.

The moment the two true disciples fell down, Wuchenzi landed on the ground, and his left hand shone with colorful spiritual brilliance, covering Ning Xuewei and Du Feiyun.After counting points on the two of them and taking another pill, Wu Chenzi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Damn Xing Jianzi, you are so despicable, secretly instigating his disciples to attack, it is really abhorrent." Wu Chenzi frowned, and could not help scolding Xing Jianzi in a low voice.

"It was all because of my carelessness. This time, not only is Feiyun boy in danger, but even girl Xuewei has suffered serious injuries."

Wu Chenzi worriedly looked at Du Feiyun and Ning Xuewei who were in a coma, and still blamed himself in a low voice.

At this time, I saw the big stone at the entrance of the corridor next to him, shining with a burst of brilliance, and several figures walked out in succession.The leader was the true disciple Mo Depression, followed by several female disciples from Zangxue Bingfeng, Han Fei, and even Du Wanqing.

Apparently, the battle outside the mountain gate was too turbulent; ~These disciples related to Du Feiyun and Ning Xuewei came here in a hurry after learning what happened outside the mountain gate; but they didn't expect to be a step late.

When everyone saw that the two people lying on the ground were in a coma, their faces were pale, with blood dripping from the corners of their mouths, their brows were furrowed, full of worry.

In particular, Ning Xuewei's Taoist robe at the chest has been soaked in blood into a dark red color, which is even more shocking; it made the eyes of several female monks present turn red.She was seriously injured, her breath gradually weakened, and she was already in danger.

"Elder Mission, what's going on here? How are Junior Brother Feiyun and Junior Sister Xuewei doing? Are their lives in danger?" At this moment, the matter was urgent, and everyone even forgot to salute. The leader, Mo Deshen, was the first to ask Wuchenzi.

"Hey;;;;;;" the task elder didn't want to say more, just sighed in a low voice.Seeing this scene, everyone's mood sank to the bottom; they all had bad premonitions.

"I've already given them a simple healing. Whether they can wake up within half a stick of incense depends on their good fortune. If it still doesn't work by then, then we have to bring them back to the sect and find another way."

Everyone's hearts were heavy and they were getting desperate. Du Wanqing's eyes were filled with tears, and she lay beside Du Feiyun, calling his name in a low voice, with a sad expression on her face.

At this time, hearing what Wu Chenzi said, everyone felt hopeful again.Knowing that the two are seriously injured and unable to move for the time being; everyone came up to them with concern and worry, calling their names in a low voice, hoping to wake them up.

If the minds of the two of them are firm enough and their survival is strong enough, they can still wake up within half a stick of incense, and there is great hope for them to be treated at that time.On the contrary; it will be much trickier.

While Du Wanqing was sobbing in grief, she kept calling Du Feiyun's name, her expression was very sad and heartbreaking.

Not long after, Du Wanqing suddenly let out a low cry of joy, and everyone looked intently, only to see Du Feiyun's eyelids blinking a few times, showing signs of waking up.

After a while, Du Feiyun finally opened his eyelids with difficulty, and looked around absently with his blurry eyes, and then gradually turned to Ning Xuewei beside him.

After seeing Ning Xuewei's injury and situation clearly, Du Feiyun's expression changed drastically, and he was extremely worried. After learning the reason for Ning Xuewei's injury, he blamed himself deeply.

He stretched his arms with difficulty, and attached them to Ning Xuewei's ears, crying in a low voice of grief. "Senior Sister Xuewei, wake up! Senior Sister Xuewei, I'm sorry, I hurt you!"

After a long, long time, under the concerned and worried eyes of everyone, Ning Xuewei's eyes finally blinked slightly, and then slowly opened them, looking around with dull eyes.

Her face is as pale as paper, her lips are even bloodless, her eyes are full of dead gray, her breath is extremely weak, and she may die at any time.This is because Wu Chenzi's method is mysterious enough to make Ning Xuewei wake up, otherwise she would have died.

After all, the defense was broken by two sword gangs, and the hole pierced through the chest and heart. If it were an ordinary congenital monk, he would have died a long time ago.

"Feiyun, are you okay?" Ning Xuewei stared at Du Feiyun with her lifeless eyes, a smile was forced on her pale face, her bloodless lips trembled, her voice was so weak that it was almost not smellable.

"I'm fine, Senior Sister Xuewei, don't give up, you'll be fine!" Du Feiyun squeezed an encouraging smile on his face, and comforted Ning Xuewei with his own injuries and pain.

"Feiyun, I am;;;;;;; I am your junior sister." Ning Xuewei's breath became weaker and weaker, and her eyes became darker and darker.

"Yes, yes, Junior Sister Xuewei, don't give up, I will definitely find a way to cure you." Du Feiyun nodded in panic, holding Ning Xuewei's cold hand, trying hard to output Yuanli to help her.

"Feiyun, it's useless. My heart is broken and I can't be saved." Ning Xuewei said these words with difficulty, and then she slowly and spontaneously took off a Biyù hairpin, her eyes still bright After looking at the hairpin with nostalgia, he slowly put the hairpin in Du Feiyun's palm.

"Feiyun, I don't have much time. You saved me once, and I saved you once. We are even. Today I can return the hairpin to you. Although I am very reluctant, I think it must There will be a better master."

Ning Xuewei almost exhausted all her strength to finally speak these words out.She gradually let go of the right hand holding the Biyu hairpin, with a slight smile on her mouth and nostalgia in her eyes, she took one last look at Du Feiyun, and then slowly closed her eyes.

"Senior Sister Xuewei!!"

"Junior Sister Xuewei!!"

Several mournful voices sounded, and the female disciples of Zangxue Bingfeng burst into tears instantly, covering their mouths and sobbing.

Du Wanqing and other disciples were no exception. Seeing Ning Xuewei close her eyes in front of her own eyes, one can imagine the heavy grief in her heart.

Wuchenzi also looked heavy, shook his head helplessly, sighed, and said in a low voice: "Xuewei's heart is broken, her vitality is gone, even a big monk is helpless!"

For a moment, everyone in the field was in grief, crying and crying continued, and the eyes of the male disciples were also flushed.Du Feiyun's expression was heavy, and he looked at Ning Xuewei in front of him without saying a word, the self-blame and grief in his eyes almost overflowed his eyes.

"Senior Sister Xuewei, I am the one who is sorry for you."

He knelt stiffly beside Ning Xuewei, looked at Ning Xuewei who had fallen into a deep sleep forever, and blurted out in a low voice, the pain and self-blame in his heart, accompanied by his thoughts, were constantly circling

At this moment, he couldn't help but recall in his mind the scenes of his acquaintance with Ning Xuewei.

I still remember that three years ago, when I first met Ning Xuewei, he was still looking for the gate of Liuyunzong.There were three foreign disciples of the Liuyun Sect who were against him. It was Ning Xuewei who came to rescue him and led him into the mountain gate, where she met Xue Bing.

I still remember that more than two years ago, it was Ning Xuewei and several female disciples who led him into the underground world to do men's missions.It was the first time he entered the underground world. It was Ning Xuewei who explained it to him, took care of him and helped him along the way, and gave him many materials and treasures.

On Duanyuntai that day, at the three-year competition meeting of foreign disciples, Ning Xuewei's concerned and worried expression lingered in his mind.Fighting against Chu Yun in the arena, when he finally broke through the rank of Xiantian, Ning Xuewei secretly turned her head and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, which was clearly reflected in his mind and heart.

There are many, many, everything, in the past three years, all the interactions between the two, Ning Xuewei's every frown and smile, every word and action, at this moment, flashed across his mind one by one like a movie scene .

Until now, he didn't understand the meaning of the triumphant smile at the corner of her mouth when he gave Ning Xuewei Biyu the hairpin when she turned and left.Only then did he know that this senior sister who had always been taciturn and indifferent had imprinted him in her heart at some point.

At this moment, seeing her slowly closing her eyes in front of him and falling into a deep sleep, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. The heaviness and self-blame made him almost out of breath.

He has always regarded Ning Xuewei as a senior sister who takes care of him, is his best friend, and a senior sister who can be caringly entrusted to.It wasn't until now that he realized that it seemed that this relationship was not that simple.

In the past, he has always been used to sharing his emotions with Ning Xuewei. He is very relieved and happy to have such a senior sister who is always worried about him.However, he never thought about the relationship between a man and a woman, even when the mission elder said that Ning Xuewei was betrothed to him as a Taoist partner, he never thought about it.

However, until now, he watched Ning Xuewei pass away helplessly, watched her close her eyes and leave her.Only then did he suddenly understand that habit is actually a kind of feeling.

It's just that this kind of feeling is too subtle, and only when it is lost, will it suddenly wake up.

He doesn't know if this kind of feeling is the so-called love, because the word love is too heavy, and no one can say it.But he knew that if he could choose, he would rather the two swords pierced his chest.

This feeling can be regarded as a memory, but it was already at a loss at that time.纟