At this moment, the world seemed to be covered with a layer of haze.

The wind howled in my ears, and the snow suddenly became much heavier.

Ning Xiang is a strong man in the transformation stage, and it stands to reason that he will not be affected in the slightest.

But the moment she felt the breathing of the person in her arms stop, she was still blown down on the snow in embarrassment by the wind.

She hugged Cheng Jing's body tightly, but it was inevitable that some snow would cover his body, staining half of his face and hair.

After hastily hugging him again, he patted the snow off with his right hand, and his voice almost turned into a gasp: "Xiaojing, it didn't hurt you, it's my fault, it's because I didn't walk well."

Ning Xiang knew that others had already gone, but she still deceived herself and said what she should say to the living.

She staggered and hugged Cheng Jing again.

It's strange, the person who was still light just now, but now she feels heavy when she hugs her.

Every time she took a step, Ning Xiang felt that something heavy was pulling her leg, and she didn't know how many times she fell during the short return journey.

I just know that the body weight of the young man in her arms has been increasing, and she can't breathe under the pressure.

Treasure Mouse and Bai Baichong stood on Ning Xiang's left and right shoulders and saw this scene. While feeling distressed, they didn't know how to comfort her.

Just watching her bring Cheng Jing's body back to Mingyue Peak.

The inside of the cave was not as warm as it was every time she entered it.

I glanced at the location of the charcoal stove and found that there was no fire there.

She just remembered that Cheng Jing did all these things for her in the past.

So he pulled out a very bitter chuckle, and muttered to himself: "I'm going to light up the charcoal fire now, Xiaojing, and it will be warm later."

When Mo Yinxing received the news and rushed over, what he saw was Ning Xiang's distraught scene.

She reached the charcoal fire, and took the flint which lay aside to light it.

But the flint in my hand didn't know what happened today, it seemed that it was because it had changed its owner and didn't obey it.

Ning Xiang fought with them for a long time, but failed to ignite the fire.

"Why can't it light up? It shouldn't be." She sniffed her sore nose, and tried again with her hands that had been reddened by flint.

Mo Yinxing saw why the flint didn't ignite, he glanced at the place next to Cheng Jing's body, walked to Ning Xiang's side and took the flint from her hand.

"Let me come, you have no strength."

The flint was in his hand, and it was rubbed into flames almost instantly.

The light from the charcoal stove instantly illuminated the dark room, and Mo Yinxing and the treasure-hunting mouse Bai Baichong who were close also quickly felt a burst of warmth.

Only Ning Xiang stretched out her cold, white and slender hand, murmured with her pale and chapped lips: "Why isn't it hot? Xiaojing is very cold now, this temperature is definitely not enough, do we need to add some charcoal?"

She was talking to herself, and she was about to stand up to get the charcoal.

But because of squatting for too long, he suddenly turned black in front of his eyes due to lack of blood, and his body fell straight forward.

Mo Yinxing caught her body in time, held her who was still about to do something, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ah Zhi, Cheng Jing has already gone, he doesn't need to warm his body with charcoal fire, let's rest."

Ning Xiang had deceived herself and refused to accept this fact for so long, but now Mo Yinxing suddenly exposed it, and the negative emotions suppressed by her strong self-control suddenly rushed towards her like a flood that opened the gate.

Her lips trembled a little, and she wanted to refute something, but she didn't know how to say it.

He just pushed away Mo Yinxing's hand supporting her body, and walked to the side of Cheng Jing's corpse step by step. Looking at his dying appearance, he seemed to be asking Mo Yinxing and herself: "Why is this happening?"

Obviously she is already strong enough, why is she still so useless in front of the person she wants to keep?
Why did Cheng Jing, who looked good before, suddenly wither into such a state?
No one could answer her doubts.

She stubbornly sat beside Cheng Jing, ignoring the truth that Mo Yinxing said that Cheng Jing was dead, but said to him:
"Ah Xing, you can accompany me to the sword market tomorrow. I promised Xiaojing that I would choose a new sword for him."

Mo Yinxing's eyes were complicated, and he glanced at Cheng Jing's body again, and secretly sighed that his previous anxiety was indeed right.

Cheng Jing's status in Ning Xiang's heart is really extraordinary.

Of course, it was impossible for him to reject Ning Xiang. After accepting her, he saw that she went to get a blanket to cover Cheng Jing, and Zhiqu left her the space.

"I'll come back to look for you tomorrow morning. If you have anything to do during the period, please contact me directly through the Yinchuan Yujian."

"it is good."

Ning Xiang didn't have the mood and energy to finish speaking, but when everything was quiet, looking at the young man in front of her, she felt a very familiar feeling for some reason.

It was as if she had seen him once in the very early days.

Treasure Hunter and Bai Baichong stood aside and did not dare to make a sound. It was not until Ning Xiang was so exhausted that he had to close his eyes to rest because of the huge emotional fluctuations that Bai Baichong whispered to Treasure Hunter:

"Boss, I have a solution, maybe it can help the master relieve his grief, do you think I should use it?"

"? What way?" Treasure hunting mouse frowned and looked at Baibaichong. Baibaichong told it that it had heard from its mother that their blood could remind people of the past of the person they most want to remember.

"Since the master can't see her apprentice now, why not go and take a look inside, if it can be of comfort to her?"

It is rare for Treasure Hunter to see Ning Xiang lose control of his emotions. After thinking about it, he agreed with Bai Baichong's idea.

"Alright, then you can try."

With the consent of the treasure hunting mouse, Baibai Worm leaned its soft body towards it, let it scratch its skin with its claws, and took a small bottle of blood.

"At that time, it will all be poured into the master's mouth."

The treasure hunters nodded and followed suit. After a series of operations, they were also tired, and fell asleep with Ning Xiang.

The moment Ning Xiang opened her eyes and saw Shao Yangfeng, she subconsciously wanted to twist her arm, but found that she couldn't control her body at all, as if her soul was imprisoned in her body.

She glanced at the entire world shrouded in haze, and suddenly realized that she was in a dream.

It's just that when she falls into a dream normally, she will not be imprisoned as the protagonist of the dream. This time, what is going on?

Before she could figure it out, she felt the body she was sitting on began to move forward.

From the current point of view, she is in the wild on a small peak, picking some low-level herbs.

But there was a sound of fighting not far away, which made her instantly alert, and after she put on the Demon Slaying Sword, she went straight to the place where the movement occurred.

By the time they got there, the fight was over.

A group of disciples who looked like people in the righteous way surrounded a man with a thin body whose face could not be seen clearly.

Hey, I wrote an emo while writing this paragraph.

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