Like in the vast and empty space of consciousness, Xia Yu screamed all the way.
He forgot about time and the line between life and death outside. He only had one idea: he must find Xia Ya.
If Xia Ya cannot be found, or if Xia Ya dies, he will never feel at ease for the rest of his life.
Calling one after another, Xia Yu tried to make himself louder, hoping that Xia Ya could hear it.
However, until he shouted until his voice became hoarse, he still didn't get any response.
Xia Yu did not give up, he knew very well that this might be the only chance.
I don’t know how much time has passed, but there is still deathly silence in this space of consciousness.
Suddenly, Xia Yu's consciousness trembled.
cold!
So cold!
Even if he was only conscious, he could feel the coldness.
However, Xia Yu not only did not flinch, but was shocked.
Isn't the source of Xia Ya's Yin Fire the coldest flame?
Maybe Xia Ya is here.
Braving the coldness in his soul, Xia Yu stepped forward.
One step, one step, another step...
When Xia Yu felt that his consciousness was about to freeze, he saw a small figure.
That figure, curled up and alone...
"Xiaoya, I finally found you."
At this moment, Xia Yu felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.
He mobilized his consciousness and tried to get closer to Xia Ya's curled up body.
However, he soon discovered that his consciousness was gradually being frozen.
"Xiaoya! Xiaoya, brother is here! Wake up!"
Xia Yu issued a call from his soul.
But the little figure didn't respond.
"Xiaoya! Xiaoya, wake up!"
Xia Yu shouted while trying to get closer to Xia Ya.
She had a feeling that as long as she could bring her consciousness closer to Xia Ya and wake her up, she would definitely be alive.
He had seen similar introductions in the Tao Sect's three thousand books. This method is called self-proclaimed.
In order to protect yourself, seal yourself up and wait for the opportunity to recover again.
This kind of skill is extremely rare.
However, Xia Ya's self-promotion seems to be more advanced.
Shouting over and over again...
Xia Yu took difficult steps one step after another. He looked very close to Xia Ya, but in fact he took one step after another, but could not reach Xia Ya's side.
Gradually, Xia Yu felt that his consciousness was about to be frozen.
Even with that trace of Yin Fire protecting him, he could barely hold on.
However, Xia Ya's small figure seemed to be nearby, but seemed to be out of reach.
"Xiaoya!"
"Xiaoya!"
Xia Yu's voice became weaker every time.
However, Xia Ya's figure remained motionless.
"Xiaoya, wake up, brother is here to find you."
Xia Yu used all his strength and shouted the last sound.
His hand was only one step away from Xiaoya's body.
But it was this last step that he couldn't take anymore, and his consciousness was almost frozen.
"Xiaoya!"
Xia Yu sighed in his heart, just a little bit short.
His sister!
Just when his consciousness was about to freeze, Xia Yu felt his hand being held by another cold thing.
Opening his eyes with difficulty, Xia Yu showed a smile as if he was burdened with a heavy responsibility.
"Brother, here we come."
Xia Yu felt relieved and his consciousness was completely frozen.
"elder brother!"
The next moment, he heard Xia Ya's voice.
Immediately afterwards, his consciousness came back to life.
"elder brother!"
Xia Ya threw herself into Xia Yu's arms!
The brother and sister hug each other tightly!
At this moment, everything is worth it.
At this moment, everything is no longer important.
At this moment, they embraced each other.
Beyond the Ten Thousand Years of Black Ice…
Tang Wanqing looked calm, looked at the sword master in white, and said: "Senior Yang, are you sure Xia Yu took your sword embryo? As far as I know, Xia Yu doesn't practice swords, and his weapon is a gun."
"Besides this person, there will be no one else. I have reviewed everything that happened that day, and it was him."
The sword master in white snorted softly and said: "Miss Tang, I will give you Wanbao Pavilion face, but he must hand over the sword fetus."
"I can spare his life, but that doesn't mean I will let him go easily."
"Do you think I will let you go?"
Suddenly, Xia Yu's voice rang in their ears.
The white-robed swordsman's eyes narrowed and he said coldly: "If you dare to blaspheme the saint, you are seeking death!"
In an instant, dozens of sword energy directly surrounded Xia Yu.
"Kneel down!"
"Hand over the sword fetus!"
"Otherwise, you will definitely die!"
Xia Yu's face was indifferent and he said proudly: "I kneel to the sky and kneel to my parents, who do you think you are?"
The sword master in white was stunned for a moment. This was the first time in many years that someone dared to talk to him like this.
How can the sword master in white not be angry?
Dozens of sword energy pierced Xia Yu's body directly.
Xia Yu remained motionless and said coldly: "With this little sword energy? Even if I stand still, you can't kill me."
"Arrogant!" The white-robed swordsman's eyes were cold.
He couldn't help it. If he didn't kill this kid, he wouldn't be able to calm down.
At this moment, Tang Wanqing no longer cared about him, hundreds of sword energy roared towards him.
Suddenly, hundreds of sword energies hit Xia Yu, who was a furnace, and felt that his body was about to explode.
At this moment, his body suddenly expanded.
The sword energy was rushing around in his body. The saint's sword energy was not so easy to digest.
Moreover, there are hundreds of them.
Tang Wanqing was dumbfounded when she saw the bulges that appeared from time to time on Xia Yu's body and quickly recovered, while other places quickly bulged again.
Everywhere in Xia Yu's body was bulging out irregularly and quickly, and then quickly recovered, and his whole body was somewhat deformed.
At this scene, both the white-robed swordsman and Tang Wanqing were full of astonishment.
What kind of skill is this?
Why is it so weird?
Well…
Xia Yu burped.
When the sword energy is flowing vertically and horizontally, it is very uncomfortable, but after it is refined, the pain will be over and the joy will come.
Xia Yu had a look of enjoyment on his face and raised his fingers at the sword master in white.
Although there is still a lot of sword energy that has not been refined, it is no longer as uncomfortable as before.
Xia Yu is in a good mood at the moment, and Xia Ya is still alive. This is the best news.
However, his frivolous actions made not only Yang Feiyu, the sword master in white, look ugly, but Tang Wanqing was also a little speechless.
Is it really okay to offend a saint like this?
That is a real swordsman!
"You are looking for death!" The swordsman in white was completely angry.
He stepped out in one step and came to Xia Yu. He used his fingers as a sword and stabbed Xia Yu in the throat.
However, Xia Yu seemed to have already known that he was coming, as he appeared more than ten feet away in an instant.
"You wait for me, one day I will kill the saint!"
Xia Yu snorted coldly, turned around and ran away.
Tang Wanqing was speechless. What kind of operation are you doing? After saying harsh words, you just run away.
You underestimate a saint too much. With your speed, where can you escape?
The sword master in white swayed and was in front of Xia Yu in an instant, pointing at Xia Yu's forehead.
However, the next moment, the expression of the sword master in white suddenly darkened.