God Of Martial Arts

"Master." The hunter's eyes were stagnant and he cried out anxiously. Master, what is he doing.

The illusory figure ignored the hunter, and his body floated in front of Lin Feng. The terrible cold will freeze Lin Feng's body, his true strength and his soul.

"So cold, so cold." Lin Feng's eyelids have been fighting, as if to fall into the endless abyss, this closed eyes, may be death.

"No, I can't die yet." Lin Feng's heart is in a frenzied cry, can't die, he still has too many things to do, how can he die, if he dies, the snow moon will be over, his parents will be in danger, dream situation, what does she do? He also carries a blood feud on his body. How can he let those who once ignored the lives of his relatives and friends be at ease in the world.

He also wants to pursue the supreme martial arts. He doesn't want his life and the safety of his relatives and friends to be controlled by others.

In the heart of the maple tree, keep your will fresh.

However, what can not sleep in the past, at the moment he was frozen to death, that extreme cold at any time may let him completely fall into a deep sleep, death, freeze him to death, he has no power to stop all this, frozen him, nothing can be done.

Eyes open, looking at the majestic illusory figure, Lin Feng's eyes are full of anger, cold, like the eyes of nine hell, however, everything has been irreparable.

The whole body of blood seems to have stopped flowing, and the power of real yuan can no longer be mobilized. Lin Feng's indifferent eyes gradually become desperate.

"Dying?" Lin Feng heard a voice in his heart. His eyes were gradually closed. Tears seemed to flow out of his eyes. Maybe he was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of what would happen after death.

His eyes, which were to be closed gradually, seemed to see the beautiful face of dreams, the sanctity of ice and snow beauty, the enchantment of smiling. He also seemed to see the expectant eyes of his parents, the desperate eyes of Xinye, and Tang Youyou, who seemed to be crying for herself.

Finally, Lin Feng couldn't see anything. His eyes closed and he couldn't open again.

"Dead?" this is Lin Feng's last thought, with a trace of unwillingness, his consciousness, completely lost, into the endless abyss of death.

I don't know how long it has been, like a century or a reincarnation. Lin Feng suddenly felt that he had a trace of consciousness, as if he had remembered something. His eyes opened fiercely, and what he saw was the snowflakes flying all over the sky, constantly falling into the air.

That cold snow, in the air in a random spray, fell in Lin Feng's eyes, but it is so beautiful.

"I'm not dead?" Lin Feng murmured a murmur, a whine sound came out, white light flashed, a snow-white demon jumped to his chest, scratched his face with his hand, and then slowly lay down, lying in his arms, very peaceful.

"Dream." Lin Feng's eyes showed a brilliant smile, this is not a dream, even if it is a dream, it also proves that he is conscious, conscious, which means that he is still alive.

His head turned slightly, and Lin Feng saw Tang youyou sitting on the snow beside him. Tang youyou's injury seemed to be much better. He could bear it in the cold snow, and his face also recovered a ray of ruddy color.

"You are awake." Tang youyou saw Lin Feng with a sweet smile in her eyes and moved her body. The snow under her body appeared a mark, while the snow in other places was still so neat. It seemed that Tang youyou had been sitting beside Lin Feng without moving.

"What's the matter? I'm not dead?" Lin Feng's eyes are full of doubts, that day, he clearly felt that he had died, life frozen.

"You're dead, once." A voice came, and then in the middle of the hut, a figure slowly walked to Lin Feng. He was the man who wanted Lin Feng's life that day. However, he didn't have that overbearing murdering power on his body at this time. Instead, he was calm and indifferent. He could not see that he had such a terrible cultivation strength.

Lin Feng saw this man showed a trace of strange look, this man, seems to have killed himself once.

"How does it feel to die?" The old man who was all white laughed at Lin Feng and asked.

"It doesn't feel good." Lin Feng spit out a voice, quite indifferent voice, that feeling, not only can be summed up in two words, that kind of powerlessness, that kind of despair, can not be explained.

"Fenglin, you never know that the road of death is better than the road of death."

Snow robe old man said softly, let Lin Feng's eyes slightly stiff, that silk cold hate is intended to disappear in an instant.

Death is not an understanding of life. To sum up one's life, there are only two words: life and death. To experience death is to experience a supreme realm.At the moment when he was about to die, he had countless thoughts and figures in his mind. He seemed to understand what he wanted more clearly and to see the world more thoroughly.

"You can't even get into the nine levels of Xuanwu, let alone tianwu. They say that I can help you drive out the magic barrier. I won't. everything depends on you. The devil comes from your heart. Even if you have no devil in your heart, the devil can't corrode you. If you have a devil in your heart, it's the devil. Why should you expel the devil? It's your heart. Ask your heart No shame, what about demons? In ancient times, there were powerful people who slaughtered people, and blood flowed into a river in anger. But he did not become a devil, but became a saint. He followed the original heart and learned the ID, and the devil became holy. "

The old man in white slowly told, which made Lin Feng's heart tremble. How similar was the old man's words to Yanyu's teacher's teaching, but he saw it more thoroughly than Yanyu.

Even if I can't be a devil, I'm not guilty.

Lin Feng's indifference seemed to have disappeared a lot. He stood up and bowed to the old man in white robe and said, "Lin Feng, thank you for your instruction."

"It's just a matter of a hand. You've died once, and you know your heart more thoroughly. You don't need me to teach you what to do. I can't teach you. The strong can only give you magic. However, there are limits on the power of magic. When you reach a certain level, I'm afraid you will abandon it. Only understanding and realm will follow you In the whole life of Wudao, you are now aware of it. I won't teach you anything else. Think about it yourself first. "

The white robed old man said, slowly turned around and walked towards the hut.

Lin Feng's eyes showed the meaning of thinking, and then a smile, she picked up Xue Linglong and threw it twice in the air. She was very excited.

Tang youyou quietly looks at Lin Feng playing with snow Linglong, showing a sweet smile at the corner of his mouth. This moment's Lin Feng, so true, just like the one she knows.

For a moment, Lin Feng holds the snow Linglong, and then slowly sits down and looks at Tang youyou.

Tang youyou slightly lowered her head, and the smile on her face was also restrained. However, at this moment, her body trembled slightly, and Lin Feng's palm caressed her face gently.

Raising his head, Tang youYou're looking at Lin Feng in amazement, seems to be a bit dull.

"I'm fine. Remember to take care of myself." Lin Feng soft voice said, brilliant smile, gentle voice, even let Tang youyou have the impulse to cry. As the daughter of the Tang family, she did not follow other people's vagrancy, and even was always worried. However, at the moment, she felt as if everything she had done was worth it.

"No, I think I'm going to break through." Lin Feng laughs, and then takes back the palm of his hand, closes his eyes, and instantly enters into the state of being settled. Tang youyou is stunned and wants to break through?