Chapter three hundred and sixty fifth fierce battle
"Brother Tianyun," when they entered the courtyard, a voice of surprise sounded. Ling Tianyun took a closer look and saw a haggard girl standing under the weather-beaten withered branches, her appearance outstanding but still lonely and pitiful.
It gives people a feeling of endless compassion that is heartbreaking.
"Tianya, I have worked hard for you these days." Ling Tianyun stepped forward and stared into the other person's eyes, with a hint of guilt in his eyes. He did not expect that this daughter of a family who was originally carefree in Dingzhou would now
But her face was haggard. If she hadn't escaped with her cousin Feng Xiaochan, she wouldn't have suffered so much. Although she was following the peerless swordsman, their identities were too different after all, and because of the unconscious
Feng Xiaochan, who had experienced all the hardships and dangers in this world, her innocent and lively character now became worried and silent.
"It's okay, Xiao Chan hasn't woken up yet." Tan Tianya showed a tough smile on her face, but her extremely strong smile pierced Ling Tianyun's heart like a needle. Inexplicably, he only felt that in his heart
There was a cramping pain, and the whole body could not help but tremble. The bright and lively woman in front of him had a face full of fatigue, and her thin face had long lost its original rosy luster.
"It's okay, I don't blame you. Brother Tianyun will definitely cut Xiao Tianye into thousands of pieces. Don't worry, let's go in and see Xiaochan." Ling Tianyun patted Tan Tianya's thin shoulders, calmly
Said. From his firm and confident look, Tan Tianya saw a brother Tianyun who was getting stronger day by day. A trace of warmth flowed through her heart, and she finally no longer had to bear the torment alone.
When her eyes fell on Dugu Aoxue, she couldn't help but be stunned. The woman in front of her was cold and arrogant, wearing a flawless white dress like a winter plum blooming under the sun. She was as beautiful as gelatin.
She has a face like black, eyebrows as dark as black, and a few rays of exquisite light in her eyes as bright as paint, and her tall and graceful figure is like a fairy descending from heaven. Tan Tianya thinks that his appearance is not bad, but
Compared with the woman in front of me, she is far inferior. If the woman in the white skirt is a fairy from heaven, then she can only be a jasper from a small family in the world who looks up to her.
"Tianya, this is Miss Dugu, a friend of your brother Tianyun." Ling Tianyun saw Tan Tianya looking at Dugu Aoxue without blinking his eyes, and he immediately introduced him to Tan Tianya. Because of Feng Xiaochan's incident, let Ling Tianyun
He was so confused that he forgot to introduce them to each other.
"I've met Sister Dugu." Tan Tianya felt an inexplicable sadness in her heart, but she still said to Dugu Aoxue openly. Her heart darkened, and there was also an endless feeling of loss in her heart.
, such a peerless beauty is worthy of her brother Tianyun, but she is like an ugly duckling in front of Dugu Aoxue. Ever since she met Ling Tianyun in Dingzhou, her heart has long been tied to his body.
But when they met again, Ling Tianyun appeared with a woman who was thousands of times more beautiful than her. How could she not feel so sad in her heart?
"You're being polite, Miss Tan." Out of a woman's intuition, Dugu Aoxue saw Tan Tianya's expression in her eyes. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, but this soft-looking woman had endured such a great hardship.
, which made her heart suddenly filled with respect. She stepped forward and held Tan Tianya's small hands, and found that the other person's hands were rough. They must have endured the hardships alone in taking care of the unconscious Feng Xiaochan these days.
"Okay, let's go in and see Miss Feng first." Zhang Xiaofeng, who had been standing silently by the side, said softly when he saw this. As for the unconscious Feng Xiaochan, he hesitated for a moment and came there by himself
After arriving in the imperial capital, they searched everywhere for famous doctors, but no one could save him. During his busy schedule, Tan Tianya alone undertook all the household chores here, including food estimating, laundry, etc., and he had to always pay attention to the unconscious patient.
Feng Xiaochan really felt sorry for the eldest lady of the Tan family.
They walked into a well-lit private room, where the pale and bloodless Feng Xiaochan was lying on the bed in the room, her weak breathing piercing Ling Tianyun's chest like a sharp sword.
The pale and bloodless face in front of him aroused the sad pain in Ling Tianyun's heart. His closed eyes were like a sleeping fairy who had not woken up for thousands of years. Only the weak breath came out of the nose.
Who said a man wouldn't shed tears easily? Ling Tianyun really wanted to cry at this moment, but he still held it back, and his endless grief turned into hatred for Xiao Tianye. In his mind, he wanted to think about Feng Xiaochan's hard work.
With a pounce, the poignant image of that enchanting long sword piercing his chest emerged from his mind.
The soft sunshine slanted in from the window, and the sleeping woman once again shocked Ling Tianyun's heart. At this time, there was silence, and silence was better than all sounds. Only the random heartbeat was playing in the room.
Zhang Xiaofeng and Dugu Aoxue retreated. They just wanted to leave this quiet moment to the three boys and girls who had experienced life and death.
The pale face is like the snow-white withered jade, without any luster or vitality. Only the rising and falling chest still confirms the bits of vitality like withered lamps. Gently holding the cold little hand, Ling Tianyun's heart
He has never felt so painful as a knife, and the hatred of the Feng family is like a knife mark engraved in his bones, reminding him from time to time, making him unable to relax.
He didn't dare to use his true energy to check Feng Xiaochan's injury, fearing that the flickering lamp would be extinguished in a short time. But those cold hands were even colder than the sword on his back, and he
I couldn't imagine how much pain my cousin would have endured in that state of suspended animation. That decisive pounce, that desperate act without hesitation made Ling Tianyun's heart tremble. Chat Tianya beside him was speechless and looked haggard.
There were a few glistening tears on his face.
"Brother Tianyun, Daxia Zhang has to instill his inner strength into Xiaochan every day to protect Xiaochan's heart." Tan Tianya saw Ling Tianyun looking at the cold Feng Xiaochan who also exuded a faint breath of frost. He
She couldn't help being surprised, so she explained to him.
"So, that hero Zhang doesn't have to spend a lot of real energy to keep Xiaochan alive." Ling Tianyun couldn't help but be grateful to the man with a frosty temperament. He inputs a lot of real energy every day, which must consume most of Zhang Xiaofeng's real energy.
, and he has no relationship with Feng Xiaochan, so he can do this, and he is indeed worthy of the name of the sword god. After the incident with the Feng family, Ling Tianyun also had a soft word for Zhang Xiaofeng in his heart. If he fully supported the Feng family, the Feng family would not have fallen.
to this point.
But now it seems that he was wrong. If Zhang Xiaofeng was just a peerless swordsman, he would not hesitate to waste his true energy to maintain a woman who is not related to him. Maybe he had unspeakable difficulties at that time
, Ling Tianyun couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt in his heart, he judged the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
"Did Zhang Daxia ever say that there was any way to revive Xiaochan?" Ling Tianyun asked Tan Tianya. He didn't believe that with Zhang Xiaofeng's reputation as a sword god, there was no way to revive Feng Xiaochan. He just stayed here all the time.
There was no solution in the imperial capital. He wanted to save his cousin as soon as possible. If he couldn't save it, he would spend his whole life feeling guilty. If it weren't for him, Xiaochan wouldn't have suffered this disaster.
"Zhang Daxia said that he is waiting for one of his friends to come back, but he doesn't know when his friend will come back. If his friend can't do anything, he will take Xiaochan to the East China Sea to find the elixir." Tan Tianya's eyes flashed.
There was a trace of worry, and her eyes were full of endless helplessness. After hearing this, Ling Tianyun became even more anxious. Even the sword god of the generation could not do anything. Could it be that Feng Xiaochan could only rely on Zhang Xiaofeng's true energy to maintain the weak energy at any time?
Is it possible for life to be extinguished?
Ling Tianyun was about to ask another question when he felt his heart tightening. A strange smell filled the air outside the window. This strange smell was very familiar. He was not surprised and hurriedly said to Tan Tianya: "You stay here.
Don't go out, no matter what happens, don't go out."
As soon as he finished speaking, he swayed and rushed out of the room, leaving only a confused and sad Tan Tianya.
When he came to the courtyard outside the house, Ling Tianyun saw a familiar figure, a fat monk with bright and plump clothes slowly walking in from the courtyard door. That monk was the demon monk Bu Miao from the Western Regions, and the monk Bu Miao was the same.
The weird smile on his face was looking at Zhang Xiaofeng, the peerless swordsman holding a long sword. At this time, the courtyard was enveloped by a strange and creepy aura, with a strange aura and the cold frost-like atmosphere.
The breaths collided together, making a hissing sound.
"Monk, you are really haunting. You can be seen wherever I go." Ling Tianyun held the sword tightly and angrily shouted at the unlucky monk. At this time, his mood was very depressed. When he met Zhang Xiaofeng
His joy was completely overwhelmed by Feng Xiaochan's injury. At this time, the evil monk who was like a maggot attached to his bones came to his door again. This made him furious. He knew that he was far from the opponent of the evil monk.
, but with the help of Zhang Xiaofeng at this time, he did not believe that he and Zhang Xiaofeng would not be able to drive away the demon monk from the Western Regions.
"Amitabha, why should Donor Ling be angry? The young monk said that Donor Ling is destined to be my Buddha. This young monk is here to save Donor Ling. Could it be that Lord Ling refuses the fate of my Buddha?" The evil monk's narrowed eyes shot out.
Two sharp rays of light struck Ling Tianyun. At this time, he was already walking slowly and lightly, not afraid of Zhang Xiaofeng's sharp and frosty sword intent. He must have seen that Zhang Xiaofeng's true energy was depleted.
Very big.
"The demon monk is the demon monk. I have a predestined relationship with the Buddha, but I know it best. Do you, the demon monk, still want to force me to do this? Since the monks are all empty, do you, the demon monk, still have obsessions in your heart that you can't let go of?" Ling Tianyun heard this,
His anger suddenly surged to the sky, and he was already holding a lot of anger in his heart. The Feng family's great revenge has not been avenged. It is still unknown whether Feng Xiaochan can be saved at this time, and the demon monk has been clinging to him, and the endless feeling in his heart is
The grief turned into a burst of heaven-shattering anger and surged out.
Facing the raging anger rising from Ling Tianyun's voice, the unlucky monk still had a smile on his face. His large monk robe shone like a coquettish light under the dazzling sunlight. On his fat wrist was a bunch of walnuts the size of a bunch of walnuts.
With the Buddhist beads, the body of the bad monk exuded a coercion that made Ling Tianyun's heart palpitate but could not resist. The momentum that surged from the sky contained a few familiar auras and a few pure Yang auras.
Ling Tianyun's sword rose into the sky, and his black hair automatically fluttered behind his head without any wind. Coupled with a suit of plain black clothes, the pure Yang-like true energy billowed out like a roar.
The waves surged to the sky. Facing Yu Laiyu's strong pressure, Ling Tianyun's body stood proudly like a pine tree in the wind. "Boom", the true energy in his dantian rolled like roaring dragons.
The blood was flowing in his body, and he was like the God of War who reigned over the world, still not flinching in the face of an enemy more powerful than himself, and a heroic spirit that could move forward spontaneously arose.
"Qiang", a clear sound like the roar of dragons and phoenixes sounded, and Zhang Xiaofeng's frosty hair was seen flying, and the sharp sword intent on his body burst out majestically. A long sword like autumn water was suddenly in his hand, the peerless swordsman
What exudes from his body is the fierce fighting spirit that is as high as the sky, the jade-like face has a weather-beaten temperament, and a touch of tough fortitude appears on his face. The swordsman has never known
What is retreat?
A light of approval flashed in his eyes, and Zhang Xiaofeng knew that the current Ling Tianyun was no match for the bad monk. He could not even withstand the overwhelming pressure from the opponent, but the young man still stepped forward without hesitation.
The wielder of the sword stepped forward with joy and heroism. He walked forward slowly and stood side by side with Ling Tianyun. The two men, one blue and one white, were like the gods of the gods, holding on to the persistence in their hearts.
Dugu Aoxue's beautiful eyes shone with a strange brilliance. The two men in front of her gave her an extremely shocking touch. Standing behind them, at this moment, she knew what true protection meant.