The wind and frost sweeping across the sky suddenly stopped, and the woman slowly raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes looking forward, her dark and curled eyelashes hung with a bit of pure white frost. From a distance, she looked like she was weak and delicate, with a soft voice.

Like a strand of translucent silk, it floats gracefully into the heart.

"Axiao, you will never do anything to hurt me, right?"

At the moment when his spiritual consciousness was withdrawn, the military leader knew that he could not find a good general, so he decisively attacked.

However, after Weaver Ying called out "Ah Xiao", the angle at which the Sky-Slaying Spear was aimed unexpectedly showed a slight deviation.

Even so, the sharp blade still cut through the carved white jade-like neck of Weaver Shadow, and blood droplets immediately seeped out, slid down, and slipped into the skirt of his clothes, which was also embroidered with layers of ice blue frost flowers.

She already had six senses, so how could she not avoid this attack that she had been prepared for?

Just because that slender and thin figure remained motionless from beginning to end.

She believed, believed in herself, and believed in A Xiao.

Tasting the familiar smell of blood, the Sky-Slaying Spear kept circling around Shadow Weaver, but was blocked by the divine light and could not break through the three-foot distance between her.

Unable to get what it wanted, it couldn't help but make an urgent buzzing sound, urging its master on the opposite side, asking why it hadn't given the order to attack yet. It couldn't wait to drink blood.

It's a pity that his earnest questions failed to receive a response.

The little Golden Crow, who held the remnant soul of the soldier master, stood there blankly, as if a thick miasma was rising from his blood-stained eyes, trapping him inside and unable to discern the way forward, confused and panicked.

Seeing this, Zhi Ying was overjoyed. He ignored the violent attack of the Sky-Slaying Spear and called out to Little Golden Crow again.

"Axiao, it's so dark and quiet here, can you light a fire for me and talk to relieve my boredom?"

"Axiao, you have never pointed a weapon at me before. Can you please stop attacking with the Sky-Slaying Spear?"

"Axiao, Axiao, Axiao..."

"Wake up Ah Xiao..."

The low voice from the heart penetrated into Little Jinwu's ears with almost no gaps, tapping into his mind and heart.

It was as if there was an invisible pen in my mind, carefully sketching out countless pictures at an extremely fast speed. The vivid pictures were still before my eyes. The first pictures were completed and then disappeared suddenly, and then another vivid and familiar scene was painted.

As Zhiying spoke, he watched the changes in Little Golden Crow's expression intently.

The bloodthirsty red and bright gold in the eyes alternated between each other, appearing and disappearing, as if two souls were fighting a fierce battle in the body.

The warrior master's consciousness was unstable, and even the attack power of the sky-killing spear became stronger and weaker.

Zhiying looked up at the sky, which was as dark as ever.

From the time she arrived at Shaohe Yuan, she secretly kept an eye on the time, and it was now two days before she entered the abyss.

In the mausoleum, it looks like a flower made of transparent blue ice crystals spreading its branches and blooming in full bloom. However, in less than three hours, it will wither and wither in an instant, and once again turn into the ancient fresh air that fills the entire Shaohe.

Abyss, suppressing all kinds of evil spirits in the tomb.

Unable to wait for the next flower to bloom, Kun's tooth saliva will flow all over her body, turning her into a stone that can neither speak nor taste the delicious food in the world, let alone hold hands with her Ah Xiao.

She doesn't care if she can keep this body, but she can't let the people she cares about and want to protect change beyond recognition because of her.

In this moment, the crimson color gained the upper hand again. With a weak hold of his five fingers, the sky-slaying spear obeyed the call and flew into his hand.

The soldier's leader was in front of her in an instant, with the spear pointed directly at her heart through the protective light.

"Do you also know my clan's ape-horse technique?"

The rough voice that was completely different from Little Golden Crow's voice revealed a slight surprise.

There was a slight frown between Zhiying's brows. The ancient divine weapon was blessed by the remnant soul of its master, and was far more powerful than before. The divine light that protected the body was almost shattered.

Has Little Golden Crow trained into the Great Sun Golden Flame?

She looked at the soldier who was determined to win, and recalled the scene when she was learning to play chess when she was young.

No matter how bad the chess game is, as long as you arrange it carefully, you can turn the situation around and turn defeat into victory even if you are in a desperate situation.

No matter how powerful he is, he is just a remnant soul that has been suppressed for hundreds of thousands of years under Shao Heyuan. Now he has taken over the body of the Little Golden Crow and is mainly a guest. How can he know that it will not bite him back?

With a calm look on his face, Zhiying resumed his journey back to Nanshuang to kill the flowers, while silently reciting the Ape Horse Art.

Frost and snow fell again in the endless darkness above. Transparent and colorless hexagonal snowflakes fell leisurely on the blade full of vicious energy. A hole was formed in the sky-killing spear due to the light snowflakes.

The leader of the army was horrified and eager to withdraw the sky-killing spear, but unexpectedly it was difficult to move it at all.

He looked at Weaver Shadow in shock.

Zhiying's smile was light, as peaceful as the morning breeze blowing away the clouds and the twilight shining through.

"All the attachments in the world return to the earthly world, and the remaining souls and old thoughts that do not want to transcend will eventually have to take the blame and pass away, and return to the Supreme Hongmeng. Even if you perform unparalleled achievements and benefit future generations, you will still be unable to escape your fate here."

The snow fell like rain, the sky-killing spear rustled, and its owner——

The soldier master could hardly hold the weapon in his hand. Pieces of light and white snowflakes hit him like hailstones, melting at the touch. The red fire-sun-covered robes were stained with fine dust. He was not wet by the snow, but he seemed to be wet by the snow.

He was thrown into the poisonous pool, his face twisted in pain, and his hissing sound cut through the sky for thousands of miles.

Zhiying's heart was torn for no reason, and she felt a sharp pain.

When the remnant soul of the soldier master disappears, her Ah Xiao will come back.

She still looked at Little Golden Crow's face for a moment, and every time she heard a cry of pain, the pain in her heart increased.

The fingertips of his right hand quietly caressed the middle finger of the other hand.

A ring that was exactly the same as the one on the ring finger of Xiao Jinwu's left hand suddenly appeared.

A pattern jumped out of the silver orbs on the branches. The pattern was transformed by a number of rays of light to form a six-pointed star shape. At first sight, it seemed to be infinitely mysterious.

The soldier master caught a glimpse of this pattern and blurted out in a deep voice: "Luo Ancient Heavenly Book!"

The corners of Zhiying's mouth curled up in an imperceptible arc, but he did not speak to the soldier leader, and every word went straight into his heart.

"Stinky crow, if you can't wake up, then what I said before will not count. Anyway, now you can't even control your own shell, how can you be with me? Do you want to wrong me and this old man with rabbit eyes?

Are the guys spending their lives together?"

"Since you can't keep your own shell, what's the point of keeping this ring? Why don't you take it back today, and let's make a clean break from now on and live well together -"

The tip of the man's eyebrows were almost twisted in one place, and the sky-killing spear melted until only the bare black long pole was left. He seemed unaware, and his clear and handsome face was filled with a ferocious look.

Billions of pictures flashed through his mind, with different scenes and different contents, but each one contained the same person, who was either happy or angry, and his eyes were moving. He didn't know when it had been deeply engraved in his mind, making it difficult to let go.

,indelible.

That person slowly overlapped with the woman in front of him.

Eyebrows, nose, corners of lips...

Her eyes fell on the jade-colored ring clasped between her fingers.

That was...he carved it in the Bihai Fusang Forest.

He picked out the essence with the strongest spiritual power from the hundreds of Haiyao branches. His hands, accustomed to the true fire of the sun, could not hold this object with pure water spiritual power, and he wasted one piece of wood after another before finally carving it into something he was satisfied with.

After that, it was placed in the depths of the hibiscus forest under the blue sea to be warmed for decades, and its spiritual power became more solid.

After expressing their feelings to each other, he wanted to give her this, and finally he wore it on her hand.

But now, she actually wants to take off the token of love and return it to him!

How can it be!

"Want to...run away? No, that door--"
Chapter completed!