Between the clouds, as deep as the sea

The moment Ling Han closed his eyes and opened them again, everything around him changed.

The white clouds are gone, the breeze is gone, and the male god, who is fluttering like a fairy, is gone. There is only a silver-haired figure in black, holding a cold heavy sword, cutting through the entangled vines from all directions, and falling from the sky.

Wherever his sword edge went, it was freezing, and the snow mist stirred up condensed into tiny ice cubes, which fell on his body like small stones.

"No, big dog!"

Ling Han didn't know whether to hug his head or his chest, he hurriedly crawled in the ice coffin, trying to hide under the sleeping Si Lingjun, completely oblivious to the disappearance of the vines that wrapped him just now.

The epee slashed, cutting off the last vine tied to Ling Han's ankle. Huan stretched out his hand to grab Ling Han, who seemed to be desperate and closed his eyes, into his arms with one hand, and then tapped his toes on the coffin wall. , jumped into the air.

In the air, Ling Han tremblingly avoided Huan's epee, but when he looked down at the ferocious mountain of corpses below, he still couldn't help but tighten the skirt of Huan's chest.

Huan flipped his wrist holding the sword, and the epee, which was close to a person's height, deftly changed its direction.

Someone who thought he was going to be stabbed twice seemed to finally understand: it turned out that Huan didn't want to kill him, but wanted to save him.

Thinking of this, Ling Han couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, he just wanted to say a few words, but when he raised his head, Huan's cold face froze back.

Following his icy gaze, a lotus flower was in full bloom in the air. The person in white gauze stepped on the lotus flower and came lightly. He was so calm that he didn't seem to notice that he was being pointed at by the sword:

"Wolf King, what are you doing?"

The Snow Demon stopped a meter away and smelled it softly.

"What are you doing again?"

Huan asked back coldly.

"What am I doing?" Xue Yao wanted to hear a ridiculous joke, with a face full of disbelief: "Isn't what I'm doing exactly what you want to do the most?"

The Snow Demon approached slowly, and said step by step:

"Find the reincarnated soul, revive Si Lingjun—our agreement 500 years ago, have you forgotten?"

Huan's hand holding the sword tightened again and again, Ling Han's nervous eyes wandered between the two, for a moment, he only heard Huan's answer:

"The reincarnated soul is Lord Si Ling. Xue Yao, are you summoning evil spirits, abusing evil ways, and trying to kill the priests!"

"Hahaha, Huan, what's so good about this wild boy, let you follow so desperately in such a short time", while talking, Xue Yao's smile suddenly froze, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"I will never accept this wild boy!"

As soon as the words fell, the snow demon formed a seal on his hand, and for a moment the blue light shone brightly, and the lotus flower in his palm turned into a sharp weapon, shooting towards Huan and Ling Han.

Huan Hengjian blocked, "Dang Dang Dang" a few times, the lotus was nailed to the sword, the impact of the flower actually made Huan take Ling Han back half a step.

But Huan didn't stop at all, and greeted him back with a sword, the sword's edge passed by the side of Snow Demon's face, and a bloodstain was drawn under the petals painted at the corner of his eyes.

The white jade-like fingers of the snow demon brushed the wound on his face, and said bitterly:

"Unexpectedly, the king of the wolf clan is an ungrateful person!"

While speaking, a layer of blue ice crystals covered the Snow Demon's body, and the surrounding fragrance was even stronger. Blue lotuses bloomed successively, and even the white gauze that the Snow Demon wore was covered with flowers.

"Did you think that back then, I would really give you the spiritual power of Ji Xuefeng without reservation? Heh, since I can give it, I can take it away!"

The scent of the lotus changed from cold to sweet, and it was as strong as a thick swamp that could not be melted. Huan was deeply immersed in it, feeling that all the strength in his body had been pulled out of his body, and the epee became less and less weighty in his hands. Soon it melted into a thin dagger, and the snow trickled down Huan's fingertips. His hands were trembling, and the dagger slipped from his hand unconsciously.

As the dagger fell, Huan's body could not maintain the posture of hanging in the air. He fell down holding Ling Han. Fortunately, there was a mountain of corpses piled up under him, and Huan fully protected Ling Han from rolling on the pile of corpses. For a week, although both of them were covered in disgusting carrion, they were not injured.

"Big Dog, how are you doing?"

Ling Han helped Huan who was completely collapsed on his shoulders, he didn't care about the filth on his body, wiped his face, and hurriedly checked Huan's condition.

Huan shivered and pushed him, saying:

"Come on!"

The snow demon's leisurely voice came from above:

"Let's go? Where do you think he can go with his virtue?"

Ling Han grabbed Huan's hand that was pushing his body, and buried his head deeply in the socket of his neck.Looking at this posture from above, it looks like a turtle with a shrunken head, too frightened to move.

"Hahaha, Huan, look at the person you are desperately protecting, what kind of trash he is."

Regardless of Xue Yao's taunt, Ling Han whispered in Huan's ear in an inaudible voice:

"Big dog, listen, I'll cut my neck open later, you suck as much blood as you can. Si Lingjun is the real source of power in this world, enough blood will surely restore your strength."

Speaking of this, Ling Han felt that Huan was pushing his body, his lips were squirming, and he was about to say something.Fortunately, his current strength is almost negligible, Ling Han secretly hugged him even tighter, saying:

"There is nothing to discuss. I will cut the artery right away. If you don't plug my wound with your mouth immediately, I will die here immediately."

After finishing speaking, Ling Han quietly gripped the "dagger" that Huan had slipped, and tried it with his fingertips. Although the blade was thinner by more than a little, it was still sharp.

"Okay, bet!"

The snow demon floating above looked at Ling Han tightly curled up against Huan's chest, which had no spiritual power, as if his arms were still trembling.

The mocking smile on the snow demon's mouth turned cold, and on the palm of his hand, a blue lotus flower slowly spun, and countless vines waved their fangs and claws, waiting for the master's order, to tear up the people below.

Snow Demon raised his hand unhurriedly, but before he could give an order, he saw a cloud of red blood spraying from Huan's black clothes.

In just a few seconds, the Snow Demon realized it, and hurriedly directed the vines:

"No, hurry up!"

The vines instantly wrapped the two people below in it.

But in just a short moment, a strong flame burst out from among the dense vines. The next moment, a dazzling flame broke through the restraint, and Huan in black rose into the sky. He held Ling Han in his arms with one hand, and with the other Carrying scorching spiritual power into the ice coffin, he pulled out the Yanyang saw stuck in Si Lingjun's chest.

The Yanyang saw set off a monstrous flame, and swung it in the direction of the snow demon with the mighty power of a god or Buddha.

Ling Han tightly covered the wound, blood was still flowing down his fingertips, he leaned against Huan's body with a bloodless face, and looked at everything around him: countless corpses, blue lotus flowers, dense vines , as well as the ice coffin and the priest inside the coffin, were all submerged in the ignited sea of ​​flames.

Ling Han suddenly thought: Everything here seems to be finally over, I don't know if I have time to go back to the original world to save it...

Surrounded by flames, Snow Demon's white veil quickly disappeared. At the last moment, his pale face looked at Ling Han, showing a cold smile.

Just when Ling Han was puzzled by this strange smile, an imperceptible flame came in obliquely from the bypass, pointing directly at Huan's back, Huan saw through it lightly, and turned around to avoid it.Unexpectedly, this kind of action exposed Ling Han in his arms to another direction, so the second flame that followed immediately pierced Ling Han's chest.

Before he was knocked out of consciousness by the severe pain, Ling Han heard Huan's roar and the roar of the sword striking. He saw a face exactly like Huan's in the firelight, except that the man had a high ponytail and a pair of gray animal ears. hidden.

"Er Gouzi, you really focused on cheating me for 500 years..."

Ling Han thought helplessly, the next second, the world was plunged into darkness.