In the sky, it began to snow, one after another, and beautiful snowflakes drifted on the Half Moon Mountain, gradually dyeing the sky and the earth into a snow-white color.

On the other side of the Banyue Cliff, three figures stood on the cliff, and the surrounding wind and snow turned into a huge whirlpool, swirling around the young man in plain clothes. The other two stood outside the whirlpool, with a solemn expression and waiting quietly.

Three geniuses from different realms are now covered in wounds. In order to save the general's heart, they have joined forces to fight three disasters, and almost all died at the hands of Ya Zi.

He will be revenge. According to legend, he is the most brutal of all the ferocious beasts. Even if he takes a look at them, he will be revenge wildly.

When he fell off the cliff, he was noticed by Ya Zi and sucked into the pool, so he was lucky enough to save his life.

However, Yazi is infinitely close to the Three Disasters. With his own talent, the Three Disasters are almost no less than the human beings. His cultivation level is too weak to withstand Yazi's violent aura. Perhaps a moment later, he will be unable to turn things around.

In the wind and snow, blood dripped from the corners of Ning Chen's mouth, dyeing the earth under his body red.

The shattered meridians in the heart were quickly repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye. The remaining strength of the phoenix blood was still there, speeding up the recovery of the injury.

Outside the wind and snow, Jiang Hua and Luan Fengchen watched quietly, but did not dare to interfere easily. He could only believe that the young man in plain clothes was covered in blood in front of him, waiting patiently.

"He is not a spy from another world," said Jiang Hua Pingjing.

"Maybe" Luan Fengchen sighed softly. He couldn't see it, but he didn't want to believe it, and the man lied to him again.

"No matter how you choose, at least I will not let you take him back to the holy land until his injury recovers," Jiang Hua said lightly.

"Yeah" Lan Fengchen responded, looking at the figure in front of him, and said nothing more.

The snow in the sky was getting heavier and heavier, and the huge vortex was spinning violently around the plain clothes. The endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered, and its power was astonishing.

However, the broken body was difficult to support, and Ning Chen suddenly felt that his strength was not supported, his body was unstable for several degrees, and his aura dispersed sharply.

"Not good" Seeing that the former is unable to support his body, if he continues to force it, there may be danger. He will ignore Hua and Luan Fengchen, break into the wind and snow, turn his palms to condense the essence, and penetrate the true energy into his body.

With the blessing of the alien, Ning Chen's figure finally stabilized. With a light shout, the scroll of life is re-movable. As the silver light rises, the two of them transforms their true energy and injects them into the meridians around their hearts.

Haoyuan was shocked, and the Ghost Sect snatched his life. Time passed by little by little, and his body, which had been seriously damaged, finally gradually recovered, and his expression returned to a peaceful state.

The three of them stopped, each showing fatigue, slowly opened their eyes, and saw the familiar figure in front of them, subconsciously calling, "Master"

Ning Chen's eyes showed a hint of relief. The next moment, his body was unable to support him anymore, so he staggered and fell forward.

"Master"

He was shocked and immediately turned back to his mind and held the former. He saw the master's blood and his almost wiped left arm.

"Go back to the house to the Kūtsuka"

He helped Hua pass by the two of them, and his figure flashed and turned into a stream of light and disappeared from afar.

As soon as the Luan Fengchen moved his feet, the red shadow scattered, and followed.

Half a day later, I lay down my sword in plain clothes on the stone platform, and the ancient swords around me swayed gently, flowing with the breath of time.

Daozuka, Tianchen, the forbidden area of ​​his family, was placed in the swords of all the elder-level and above strong men for thousands of years. Some were corroded by time, while others were immortal for thousands of years, and their sharpness remained the same.

The location of the sword tomb of the Jiang family is very secretive, and only each generation of the head of the Jiang family can know it. With the cover of the formation, it is difficult to find even the innate powerful people.

Ning Chen was injured too much, especially the sword wound from his left shoulder to his left arm. The flame energy almost destroyed all the arm bones and meridians, and it could not be recovered in a day or two.

In the knife tomb, Jiang Hua and Luan Fengchen had each healed their wounds, and kept their hearts silently by Ning Chen's side. Since they came back, they have never said a word.

Jiang Hua looked at him several times, and after seeing Jiang Xin who was waiting silently, he sighed in his heart and did not disturb him.

Four days later, Ning Chen woke up and was stunned at first, then she burst into tears like rain. He immediately threw himself into the former's arms and started crying.

Ning Chen smiled tiredly, rubbed the little girl's hair, and said softly, "Okay, don't cry."

Hearing the movement, Jiang Hua quickly rushed over and looked at each other. At this moment, he looked at the other party seriously for the first time, and then spoke at the same time.

“Thank you”

“Thank you”

Thank you for something, thank you for a word, but they didn't know what to thank you. One is the master of the heart, and the other is the brother of the heart. It was the thing that should be done, so how could we thank you?

The storm also came, standing not far away, waiting for an answer.

Ning Chen gently pushed the little girl away, stood up and looked at the young man in red in front of him, and seriously revealed his origin, "Eastern China, Daxia Zhiming Hou"

The "Sacred Son of Four Poles" did not cover up the chaos and dust, and said slowly.

Ning Chen waved his hand, a drop of phoenix blood flew out, a red light shining, and a trace of powerful vitality spread out, which was very extraordinary.

"This is Phoenix Blood"

The familiar aura rose and fell before my eyes, and the expression of Luan Fengchen finally changed.

Wrong, all are wrong.

Phoenix blood is only available in the Palace of Eternal Life. That person also has this kind of aura, but he has not returned for a long time and gradually forgot it.

I still remember that when I first met on Xuanji Peak in Jiuxiao Mountain, he felt a familiar feeling in front of him. However, I didn’t think of it for a moment. Now, he finally knew that this was the breath of phoenix blood.

Before that, only the King of Furious Blood in the Palace of Eternal Life had.

"There is a place called Yuhua Valley in the Eastern Region..."

The story is not long. Ning Chen said calmly, and the three of them listened quietly, and the more they listened, the more silent they became.

The truth is always cruel and unacceptable. There is never a strict boundary for who is right and who is wrong. Only a person can judge it.

"I'll go back to the holy land"

As the words fell, Ran Fengchen turned around and left. The red-haired red hair in the red clothes was no longer as free and easy as before. He put on shackles and gradually became heavy.

I believed it, I was wrong, and once again, he lied to him again.

After ten years of raising him, he taught him to practice martial arts, enter the Tao, and be a human being. But at this moment he found that he could no longer see him clearly.

The red figure that was gone far away under the moonlight, with a heavy body, the cold wind blew by and disappeared.

"Your injury..." Jiang Hua asked.

"No obstacle" Ning Chen interrupted the former, shook his head and said.

"Master" still had tears on his face, worried.

Ning Chen stroked the tears on the little girl's face and said softly, "Jiangxin, practice martial arts well in the future and listen to your elder brother's teachings more. Remember, your master is the best in the world, and you are her disciple, and you will not lose to anyone."

"Master, where are you going? I'll go with you." Hearing the master's farewell words, he panicked his eyes and grabbed the former's arm, refusing to let go.

"Go to heart, your master has his own business, don't be too tempted," Jiang Hua advised.

Ning Chen showed a smile on his face, and finally rubbed the little girl's hair, then stroked the latter's hands and walked away.

In the past, she couldn't get it, so he had to take her with him. Now, she got it, how could he stop it anymore?

As a teacher, she always hopes that she can get more, so she will feel at ease.

I couldn't stop my heart, and squatted there and cried. The unspeakable pain in the hearts of those who listened to me was indescribable.

Jiang Hua stood beside him, waiting silently, and did not dare to speak again.

Ning Chen traveled north and never looked back. When he first heard this name, he had no good feelings for Jiang Hua. A person who didn't even protect his young girl was so dazzling that no matter how dazzling it was, it was also shameful.

Later, when they fought the family and drove Hua back from outside, the first time they met was a life-and-death battle. At that time, there was no nonsense, only a battle of victory, defeat and death.

Later, it was the encounter on Banyue Cliff. The first reaction between the two was to fight with swords. After calming down, they guessed the other party’s purpose.

When fighting against Ya Zi, he and Jiang Hua were both incomplete in their body. The battle was full of dangers. Seeing the unshakable power of the three disaster beasts, Jiang Hua still refused to retreat. He knew that this man was a good brother.

Everyone has different ways of protecting them, perhaps, it’s just that outsiders don’t know it.

The cold moon was gone, the cold wind rustled, and on the half-moon cliff, plain clothes gathered, glanced at the empty cliff, turned around and left.

He was not dead, he was really lucky.

According to rumors, all the nobles of the Nine Five have luck, and as long as they are not bound to die, they will always surprise people.

Now it seems that the rumors are not false.

As for the theory of luck, it has existed since ancient times. There were heavy weapons in the Daxia Palace to suppress luck. Daxia can be invincible for thousands of years, and this weapon is of great significance.

The effect of the knife in his hand is not difficult to guess. When Li Yan, Li Youwei and the two innate ones arrived together, which already explained a lot of things.

In addition, the Lihuo royal family's attitude towards the Holy Land was not as loyal as they imagined. Li Yan risked his innate revenge and sold his heart to the Holy Land. The only explanation was that he wanted to divert the Holy Land's attention.

The rumors about him and his predecessors that were spread around the world a few days ago should have been done by Li Youwei.

In the world, there is no magic weapon that can make an emperor so nervous, unless this weapon is related to the country.

However, what surprised him was that the Lucky War of the Lihuo Dynasty had just been cast. In the past few hundred years, what would be the one to suppress the Lucky War and who would be suppressed?

In the past, he did not think about this. Now, Li Yan and Li Youwei gave him a reminder that he cannot waste such good creativity.

He has a lucky weapon in his hand, and this kind of opportunity is very rare.

In the Earth Craftsman's Mansion, there was no sound of jingling irons. After casting the troops, the Earth Craftsman put down the hammer in his hand, just sweep the snow every day, or plant a cold moon wintersweet flower in the yard.

The cold wind blowing through the snow brought out a waterfall. The snow had not yet fallen, but I saw red in the snow, blood on my clothes, and I walked into the yard.

The land craftsman saw the young man in front of him, and his hand in planting flowers paused slightly and said softly, "Sorry."

Ning Chen didn't say anything. With a wave of his hand, the pure white sword light appeared in front of him and said, "I'm here to ask just one question. Is this sword a soldier of luck?"

The land craftsman was silent for a moment, then clicked, "Yes"
To be continued...