In front of Yan Liulang and Huang Xuan, the sky suddenly brightened, and a clear blue semi-arc sun descended. The extremely hot light melted all the snow on the mountains, including the snow lotus on the top of the mountain.

Melted and destroyed.

Yan Liulang and Huang Xuan suddenly came back to their senses. When they opened their eyes again, they saw the icy snow mountains and world-destroying avalanches. They were still among the piles of corpses in the old courtyard.

However, in front of them, there was a slender but tall young man's back blocking their view, and an [arc] next to him was emitting a bright blue halo, shining on them, giving them a vague and strange feeling of warmth like the summer sun.

The blond Hu Ji stopped in front of the formation, her green eyes narrowed, and she looked at the man in front of her who was standing alone and bravely taking the lead with one sword.

In front of this young man in Confucian shirt and the mythical cauldron sword, the sword intent of the top-grade sword cultivator actually failed.

Rumble——!

A stream of Qi pressure belonging to a top-grade Qi practitioner bloomed on the soles of the blonde Hu Ji's feet.

Purple air spread wantonly across the courtyard, and the surrounding walls and other ancient buildings collapsed one after another amid the roar.

However, if you look down from high altitude at this moment, you will find that these collapsed courtyard wall buildings all move in a large circle.

This large circle is the ten-foot semicircular area where the moon formation under the pool is located. The buildings outside the formation range were destroyed by the sword energy, and no one was spared.

Xuezhongzhu said one word at a time: "Run."

Ouyang Rong curled his lips and made a buzzing voice from under Jin Jin's fierce face:

"Why are you running? I'm right here, aren't you? Your Excellency, who can take action but doesn't speak, has started to talk nonsense. I've been frightened by you over and over again, and you've become a frightened bird?

"Oh, don't worry this time."

Xuezhongzhu, whose eyelids were twitching, heard the scholar-shirted young man laugh, and the corners of his mouth under the golden mask seemed to be raised with a hint of sarcasm:

"I won't hand over your sword this time. I'm tired of playing with it, so I'll give it back to you."

Xuezhongzhu said coldly: "You really want to die?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head, hugged a little girl wearing a Confucian dress, lowered his head to drink porridge, and murmured vaguely:

"Don't get me wrong, today I just want to be beaten to death by you, or beat you to death."

Xue Zhongzhu took a deep breath.

Ever since she came to the stage as the chief empress of Yunmengze and represented Yunmeng Jianze to suppress the world's sword cultivators, no one dared to say such treasonous words to her.

In particular, it was observed that a young boy with only an eighth-grade aura was hiding his head and tail, and was so arrogant with a strange tripod sword.

Although the golden mask on Ouyang Rong's face is simple and heavy, because the sculpture pattern of the mask is that of a green-faced evil ghost with fangs, there is a large gap in the mouth of the fangs, which is just right for drinking.

Ouyang Rong raised his head and drank most of the bowl of cold porridge, took a long breath, and suddenly received a warm reminder:

"Hey, if you don't draw your sword, these thunderous noises will attract soldiers from outside the city. Even a top-grade Qi practitioner can't compete with thousands of Zhechongfu soldiers and horses. There will always be a time when the breath is exhausted.

, if it falls into the hands of the imperial court, it will be difficult to end..."

The candle in the snow remained silent until he was halfway through speaking, when he suddenly laughed:

"Hey, hurry up, little lady Zhishuang, forget it if you don't come, I'm too lazy to wait for you, mother-in-law."

The candle in the snow suddenly became angry, with a slight blush on her jade face.

Ouyang Rong smiled and nodded, then pointed at the snow-white long sword that seemed to feel the mistress's anger, and the sword trembled slightly:

"Hey, it seems that I guessed it right. It's really your nickname in the boudoir. After all, it was the tactful thought of the youngest daughter's family that carved it on the sword. Didn't you expect that someone in this world would hand over your sword?"

Having said this, he looked apologetic, put down the bowl of porridge he had just finished, a little embarrassed, and burped slightly:

"There are bells in Fengshan, and when the frost falls, the bells ring, so it is known. The name is quite interesting."

"Hey, who would have thought that the world-famous eldest daughter Junxue Zhongzhu would have an elegant and playful nickname, Zhishuang, tsk tsk."

The young man in Confucian shirt quoted from scriptures and his words were frivolous, and the more he spoke, the more presumptuous he became.

Xue Zhongzhu stared at him for a while with wide green eyes, eyes that were so cold that they could kill.

She suddenly calmed down and asked:

"Is this formation something like Si Tianjian's? It seems to have an ancient name called Chi Xiayue, and it specializes in trapping sword cultivators in the world, headed by the sword holder.

"Although I don't know what happened in this courtyard today, but you are not a Qi practitioner of the Yin Yang family, so you cannot set up this formation. Now you should be occupying the magpie's nest and using it to deal with me."

She sneered:

"Why are you so brave and want me to join the formation? You are the eye of the formation, you can't move, you can't use your spiritual energy, so you think you can control me just because of these two guys around you?

"Oh, you are underestimating our Yunmeng Jianze's fighting swordsmanship.

"Even if my spiritual energy is cut off, if I give you one hand, you still won't be able to touch the corner of my clothes."

Ouyang Rong stood with his sleeves on, and the two fingers of his right hand in his sleeves were twisting a red leaf with blood characters on it.

But it seemed that it was due to injury and blood loss, and the hands twisting the leaves under the sleeves were trembling uncontrollably.

He stood with a relaxed posture and his tone was joking:

"Miss Zhishuang, mother-in-law.

"If you don't come here, I will go with this formation to find you. Do you think I'm safe just one step away? This little girl can see you with her eyes. As long as you are in Xunyang City, you can't escape."

Xuezhongzhu suddenly narrowed his eyes.

She glanced at the motionless [Arc] in front of the young man in scholar's shirt, who seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, passed it over, and finally looked at the little girl in the red coat who stretched out her little hand into the "mercury" light of the sword box.

The face of the world-famous Lady Yunmeng became calmer, and she began to rummage through her sleeves. After a while, she took out a mixed cyan and white ribbon, lowered her head and put it on her eyes.

Blindfold your eyes.

This scene is exactly the same as when Zhao Qingxiu fought against the Chang'an one-armed swordsman Ajie who owned the moonlight sword at Dagushan Beitian Nursing Home.

Ouyang Rong's expression changed slightly when he saw the ribbon and the blond Hu Ji who was covering her eyes with the ribbon.

I don't know what I remembered.

Blinded by the snow, Zhu Zhongzhu took a step forward, holding a snow-white long sword that cut gold and cut jade, with a blade as sharp as autumn frost.

Alone, I entered the Moon Formation under the pool.

She was like a phantom, bypassing the [Arc] that had lost its aura and stopped in mid-air, and rushed straight towards the young man in scholar's shirt.

When Huang Xuan saw this, she remembered the instructions and wanted to pull out the sword in the box. The next moment, someone held her hand down.

Without waiting for her to become anxious and confused, she suddenly found that the figure of the blond sister in front of her who was about to take the head of Lord Chang Shi Eun was completely frozen.

He stood motionless.

because……

Xuezhongzhu suddenly pulled off the blindfold ribbon.

An [Arc] hovered in front of her eyes.

A few strands of hair that shined golden in the sun detached from the forehead, slowly fell down, and were blown away by the autumn wind.

Xue Zhongzhu, who had most of his spiritual energy cultivation suppressed by Chi Xia's Moon Formation, opened his eyes and looked at the [Arc] in front of him, which was filled with sword energy and energetic. The expression on Yu's face was full of disbelief.

Ouyang Ronglongxiu's hands had been released at some point. He was pressing one hand on Huang Xuan's small hand, and holding a late autumn red leaf with blood letters between his two fingers.

The words scrawled in blood on the red leaves quickly disappeared in the strong wind like a castle made of sand.

He suddenly spoke:

"Miss Zhishuang, you have lost again, but I will let you go this time, because I once owed a great favor to a certain Yue girl from your noble sect. Let me repay you with repayment. It is considered a settlement. Zhi

Little Lady Shuang, don’t come here to die again.”

With [Arc] pointed directly at the tip of his nose, Xue Zhongzhu's eyes were full of anger and he asked in a low voice:

"I have not lost! What is the name of this sword? It was also this sword in Dagushan. What kind of magical power is this Cauldron Sword?"

Before Ouyang Rong could answer, a group of Wu-fu Yue girls appeared faintly at the entrance of the alley behind her, and they quickly came here.

Ouyang Rong wore a golden head with four fierce eyes. He tilted his head and took a deep look at the group of Yue girls.

It was still far away, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that there was a faintly familiar figure there.

Immediately, Xuezhongzhu only heard the extremely hateful and impudent young man in Confucian shirt muttering to himself, his tone seemed to be low:

"Even if we can see each other thousands of miles away due to dependent origin, we will feel empty even if we meet without destiny. What a emptiness of dependent origin."

The next moment, as if they had received a signal, Yan Liulang and Huang Xuan took a step closer and grabbed the corner of the young man's clothes.

In a jade box buried deep in the soil in the courtyard, a thin strip that looked like an old tree root began to melt. The jade box seemed to be sensing, and an earthy yellow light bloomed, spreading all the way to the center of the courtyard.

This earthy-yellow light contains surging and thick special spiritual energy flowing under Ouyang Rong's feet. The earthy-yellow spiritual energy resembles a long-bearded dragon without horns and scales entrenched at his feet.

Just at the critical moment when the black and yellow earth dragon's beard in the jade box was about to completely melt away, the young man in Confucian shirt wearing a square-faced array of eyes moved his feet slightly, and his boots touched the unconscious cold and cold girl in palace clothes.

Qiu——!

There was an extremely slight sound in the air, almost negligible, but Xue Zhongzhu still noticed it.

In the moon formation under the pool in front of her, the young man with the golden face and the fierce face, the young man with the bronze mask, the little girl in the red coat, as well as the comatose little girl with a crown and the girl in palace clothes who fell to the ground, all disappeared in place!

The [Arc] suspended in front of the candle in the snow disappeared without a trace and followed the sword holder away.

Candle isolated in the snow.
To be continued...