Although Xi Mutong expected that Yu Feng had woken up, his sudden appearance still made her face change slightly, and her heartbeat was barely calm after a long time.

"You...... Awake?" She didn't know what to say, so she had to ask knowingly.

Yu Feng did not answer, and with a wave of his robe sleeves, the hall suddenly became bright. Xi Mutong looked around for the source of the light, but only saw the light, but not the shadow.

The two of them were at a stalemate from a distance, Yufeng's thick eyebrows were tightly locked, as if he was hesitating, but after all, he still raised his feet and took the initiative to walk towards her step by step.

Looking down from a high position, Xi Mutong found that although there were no flying flowers in the hall, as long as he raised his feet, there would be Shengxue's pear blossoms under his feet, and as soon as his body moved slightly, there would be a dark fragrance wafting out. Suddenly a wave of dizziness struck, and she was unsteady on her feet, and had to lean against the side of the throne.

Yu Feng walked to the front of the stairs and wanted to speak, but two lines of hot tears rolled down first, and his knees weakened and he fell to the ground.

Xi Mutong perked up strongly, and when he looked at him again, his eyes shot out hatred that was colder than that of the sword Han Feng.

She was like a dream, and her tone was so unfamiliar that she almost didn't even know herself: "I heard that back then, the young son of the demon king python was resourceful, read all the strange books in the world, and had the wind of being a pillar of heaven and earth in adulthood, but it was a pity that he was weak and sickly, and he was fed by day/day decoction." The Heaven Destroying Mantra is a Yang Evil Skill, which requires the cultivator to have a strong physique like Mount Tai. But he is not able to do what he can, so he has to practice. Although he finally practiced it, he was afraid that he had been attacked by evil skills, and the demon yuan would be greatly damaged. Without medication, the body temperature rises until it spontaneously combusts into ashes. Mr. Featherwind, am I right?"

Every word of Xi Mutong is as sharp as an ice pick, as if he is determined to penetrate Yufeng's heart.

He was already choked up and speechless, so he could only nod his head.

Now that she knew who he was, the pain was so painful that she just wanted to leave. She straightened up and staggered down the stairs of the hall, never looking at him again, "You erase my memory with the Heaven Destroying Spell, seven days of mana have passed, if you don't cast any more spells, I will leave." ”

"Tong'er, I beg you, will you listen to me?" As she passed him, he jumped up from the ground and tried to pull her by the sleeve to keep her.

Xi Mutong subconsciously dodged to the side, but suddenly felt that there was something in his hand, and when he looked down, it was the Ice Beast Whip that appeared in his hand at some point.

She was afraid of being touched by him, so she didn't have time to think about it and threw it out, only to hear a "pop" sound, and the flexible and powerful beast whip had already whipped him on the chest.

Suddenly, the cold air in the hall seemed to be stunned by the sound of whips and no longer flowed.

Xi Mutong didn't expect that he would be so ruthless, and when he saw that the whip had passed, Yu Feng's front placket had been torn, and a whip mark was deeply embedded in the flesh, and blood was gushing out.

But what shocked her even more was not the whip marks, but the blood that flowed from his wounds.

I saw that the color of the blood was neither red nor black, but the red gold of flames. The blood spurted out, not like it flowed, but like it burned, and when the blood withered away, the wound was healed.

"This ...... What's going on?" Xi Mutong was so shocked that he forgot about the stalemate with him for a while.

Yu Feng explained with a wry smile: "Since I was a child, my blood has been different from ordinary people, even among the demon clan, I am unique. Sometimes, I even feel that the Heaven Destroying Curse is not because of my weakness, but because of the blood. I asked my mother in every possible way, but she never told me until she died, what kind of bizarre background I had," he said, and hung his head deeply.

Hurting Yu Feng, Xi Mutong's hand holding the whip softened for a while, but the frost on his face did not subside in the slightest. She didn't think about his blood anymore, and said coldly: "Providence is so cruel, five hundred years later, I can still see the person who injured me with ten thousand souls and bones!"

Yu Feng suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with tears again.

Xi Mutong's gaze swept over his face, disdainful of his tears, "I really envy you for still crying, but thanks to you, I can't, just to not connect your Tomb of Despair to the pear blossom pass at the bottom of the mountain, and turn it into a cold and snowy land like the snow field outside!"

Yu Feng knew what she was referring to, the expression on his face became more and more broken, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Tong'er, ...... you Why did you save me? Why didn't you let that man die?"

Xi Mutong's shoulders trembled, remembering the three days he had slept with him, he turned his face to the side and replied, "You are wrong, I saved the Northern Fox Monk Yufeng." ”

He shook his head bitterly: "Whether it's Yufeng or that person, they should die! That person snatched your bones with ten thousand souls and bones five hundred years ago, and today's Yufeng has destroyed your jade and ice ......."

Xi Mutong turned around, looked at him expressionlessly and said: "The enemy I hate is that person, and Yu Feng is just a Confucian scholar, I am willing to save him, and it has nothing to do with him personally." ”

"Tong'er, you...... What do you say?" (To be continued.) )