Yu Huang

Shen Xiaosheng's words were sour and full of vinegar.

"I said what a sour smell. It turned out that someone was jealous and overturned it. Don't worry, Wen Shu is enough with me, and I have no interest in your monstrous leader. If you have the ability, go and take her down. There's a fart for talking nonsense and showing off your prestige here."

Wen Shu got down from Junhuang's back, and he didn't appreciate Junhuang's painstaking efforts to make jokes and try to change the topic. He took a step forward, looked directly at Shen Xiaosheng's face, his cold and white face was extremely serious, "What is Yinchen?"

Jun Huang pressed his shoulder, trying to pull him back, "Wen Shu, don't listen to his nonsense! I'm fine, just a small injury, it will be fine in a few days, and there won't even be a scar left .”

"Since he's talking nonsense, why are you so nervous?" Wen Shu turned his head, and a sharp eye wave came across, piercing into people's hearts like icy scum.

His hand was brushed away resolutely, Jun Huang secretly worried, could Wen Shu be someone who could be fooled by him at will?

Seeing that Wen Shu couldn't be stopped, Junhuang gritted his teeth and shouted, "Shen Xiaosheng, what is your purpose? If you want to fight, you will fight, and if you want to kill, you will kill. I am fighting with you, and I am not a girl. Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Big deal If the fish dies, the net is broken, and if you want to kill him, you have to save your life.

His long sword was left on the road, and there was no weapon by his side, Junhuang casually broke a branch and held it in his palm, it turned out that he was holding the sword in his left hand.

He pulled Wen Shu with one hand, and made a sword formula with the other. He rushed to kill the person opposite him like a meteor chasing the moon.

"Go!" Shen Xiaosheng yelled, and the man in black immediately galloped over to meet him.

Although Junhuang had been injured many times, his body was exhausted long ago, but he was not sleepy but extremely excited. Yinchenjue really lived up to his reputation. At this time, he still had endless energy waiting for him to vent.

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The silver sword was unsheathed, and a row of sparkling snow lights swayed out, filled with the scorching sun, making it even more dazzling to look directly at.

The man in black rushed over in a daze with his sword in hand. Seeing that he was about to meet Junhuang head-on, he didn't want the figure in front of him to flicker, and the enemy suddenly disappeared from under his nose.

With a feint move, Junhuang unexpectedly lowered her body and fell on the ground, her figure was like a dead leaf sticking to the ground, avoiding the horse's hooves, and cruising out like a ghost.

The man in black took the lead, and Shen Xiaosheng was behind, so he could see clearly.

"Trash!" Shen Xiaosheng scolded in a low voice, waiting intently for Junhuang to rush to him.

As soon as he pulled the reins, the steed neighed long, its front hooves were raised high, and it kicked in the air.

Junhuang narrowed her eyes slightly, Shen Xiaosheng wanted to trample him to death under the horse's hooves, hmph, it also depends on whether he has the ability.

Jun Huang protected Wen Shu under his body with his left hand, and clutched a dead branch in his right hand. Seeing the horse's hooves stepping on his back, he did not dodge. With all his strength, he poured his true energy into the branch, and with a sudden thrust, the branch penetrated into the horse's belly.

"Xiaosheng, there will be a time later!" Junhuang laughed arrogantly, and she flew tens of meters away while speaking.

"Aww——" the horse suffered from pain, and ran left and right like a madman, blood stains fell on the snow.

"Fire me an arrow!" Shen Xiaosheng yelled angrily, he was jolting violently while sitting on the horse, the wound on his back that had managed to stop the bleeding opened again, and the smell of salty blood became stronger immediately.

He felt dizzy and almost fell off his horse.He managed to concentrate, stepped hard on the stirrup, and flew out obliquely.

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Junhuang flicked his sleeves and ran at an extremely fast speed, flying far away in one fell swoop.

From a distance, it looks like a wisp of black smoke flying in a different line.

His robe was blown round by the cold wind, and the top of his head flew like a spring arrow. Occasionally, short arrows flew past his clothes, hissing and screeching, and his clothes immediately shattered.

The sound of horseshoes gradually fell behind, becoming thinner and less audible, and the cold and murderous air was blown away by the wind.

Junhuang ran a long way again in one breath, until two forks appeared in front of her.

The pursuers should be unable to catch up for a while, Junhuang let out a long breath, "Wen Shu, which direction are we going?"

"Wen Shu, Wen Shu..." He weighed the person on his back, but Wen Shu didn't respond.

After he swayed by for a while, Wen Shu's head suddenly tilted down, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his body limply leaned back.

Jun Huang was startled by him, and quickly turned around to hug the fallen man.

Wen Shu's complexion was pale, and even his breathing became weak.

There was a short arrow sticking out of his shoulder. Jun Huang avoided the wound on his shoulder, half embraced him in his arms, freed a hand to reveal the magic soldier Zhiwei, and cut open the outer night clothes, only to see the There was a faint blood color printed on the white cloak, Jun Huang was stunned, and carefully cut off layers of clothes, his skin was ripped open, and there was a shocking wound on the smooth white porcelain jade-like skin, and the blood was still slowly simmering. ground current.

Jun Huang took a closer look, and found that the arrow still had barbs on it, his eyes blazed with flames, he clenched his fist and hit the ground hard, this Shen Xiaosheng!

Junhuang made a decisive decision, clamped the short arrow with two fingers that was exposed outside the flesh, squeezed hard, and the broken arrow fell to the ground with a sound.

The person in his arms was in pain, his body trembled suddenly, and he gave a low moan/oh, his long eyebrows, which were as elegant as distant mountains, were deeply frowned, and his eyelashes, which were like a small fan, fluttered slightly.

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Wen Shu slowly opened his eyes.

"Wen Shu, why are you so stupid, why don't you hide, and didn't tell sooner when you were hurt?" Junhuang happily hugged him, but was afraid that she would damage him if she hugged him too tightly. Is holding a fragile treasure.

"If I get hurt, you can take me away; if you get hurt again, I don't have the strength to drag you." Wen Shu spoke with difficulty, his voice was hoarse and weak, his eyes were flat and unwavering, and those shining eyes His eyes, like dark clouds covering the moon, have lost all their spirit, almost dead silent.

Junhuang was keenly aware that his expression was wrong, worried that he had other injuries, and was so nervous that her palms were sweating, she looked at him cautiously, raised her hand to his cold cheek, and let the clear heartache and pity flow from her eyes, "Wen Shu...what's wrong?"

These wanton and romantic peach blossom eyes are full of care and care.The more this person is like this, the more sad he feels, he is so sad that he can't breathe.

"I'm fine." Wen Shu sighed softly, looking up at the void, the blue sky was like washing, white clouds gathered and scattered, floating and lingering, incarnated into hundreds of billions, changing in many ways.

The sun shines on his elegant and pale face, casting an ethereal light on it.

It is recorded in "Anecdotes of the Medicine Classics" that more than a hundred years ago, Hua Jianhuan, the leader of the cult, specially refined Yinchen Jue in order to improve the skills of the disciples of the sect.The medicine took effect very quickly, somehow it spread from the magic palace, and soon became popular in the entire martial arts world.Those who take it will double their power.But the side effects soon appeared, as long as a year, as little as half a year, those who had taken the medicines were exhausted and aged rapidly, and young people who were weak and crowned aged ten years overnight.

Yinchenjue was listed as a banned drug, and all existing pills and medicines were destroyed.But there are always leftovers that have not been cleaned up.The evil doctor Liu Canghai simply modified Yin Chenjue, so that the medicinal effect is stronger and the harm to people is also greater.

He knew about Yinchenjue, but he just had a glimmer of hope, hoping that this Yinchenjue was definitely not the Yinchenjue he knew.

Absolutely, that kind of inhuman drug, he didn't expect that person would have the guts to use it.

Wen Shu's eyebrows slowly opened, but there was a huge wave in his eyes, breaking the river bank and breaking down the embankment. Sadness, helplessness, powerlessness, despair, ups and downs, sinking and sinking.The deep and heavy sorrow almost crushed him. Even if his heart is as hard as a stone, even if there are three mountains and five mountains, he cannot bear such a majestic and vast sorrow.

It turned out that there was something in the end that he couldn't keep with all his strength.

His gaze gradually lost his focus, and his face, like a cloud rising from a mountain, was irresistibly stained with the desolate and desolate atmosphere of the cold winter.

He laughed suddenly and lightly, his chest trembled from the laughter, and he coughed again, his heart seemed to be firmly pinched by a pair of invisible big hands, and that hand was exerting a little bit of force, almost crushing his heart.

Blood surged in his chest, sweetness in his throat, he tilted his head and opened his mouth and vomited a big mouthful of blood, the blood spattered on the ground, only spattered the decayed grass and thin snow dots of crimson red, stained like frost all over.

"Wen Shu, Wen Shu..." The image in front of my eyes flickers, the call of that person is close at hand, and it is unheard in the sky.

The body was gently lifted up, and Jun Huang's palm rested on the back of his heart and slowly input internal force, muttering in his mouth, "Wen Shu, Wen Shu, don't sleep, don't sleep..."

Struggling to open his eyelids, he tilted his head to look hard, seeing that he was awake, Jun Huang's expression brightened.

Slowly raising the hand that had been pale and thin, Jun Huang hurriedly held it, holding it hard, trying to drive away the coldness in his hand.

"Brother Jun, no matter what the future holds, I will be with you." A faint but rock-solid smile appeared on Wen Shu's extremely pale face.