Just as Chu Chen was moving forward with the snow-clothed saintess, suddenly, a huge explosion sounded, like thunder in the sky, shocking people's eardrums.

The next moment, the void passage shattered, and Chu Chen and the snow-clothed saintess fell out of the void and rolled onto the grass, next to a small river, resounding with a cheerful and light rhythm, rushing forward.

And Chu Chen and the snow-clothed saintess, the two rolled on the grass next to the river, the snow-clothed saint was fine, as for Chu Chen, she was already drenched in blood, and her whole body was about to fall apart, completely infected with blood, and her flesh and blood were blurred.

If it weren't for the sanctification of the physical body, which was unprecedentedly powerful, maybe Chu Chen's body would have become flesh and blood foam, and it was really a miracle that he could still exist here intact at this moment.

At this moment, Chu Chen was completely unconscious, his soul was wandering, his mind was too empty, his consciousness was hazy, and he seemed to be in a state of chaos as if he was in the middle of opening up the world.

After a while, the snow-clothed saintess had some consciousness, and her cultivation woke up from her coma, and when she saw the sky lying on the side with blurred flesh and blood, her eyes flowed with brilliance, and it was a very complicated and complicated look.

She clearly remembered that Chu Chen fled with her in his arms, and was hit by the middle-aged man of the Dragon Slayer Sect, but he didn't look back in a daze, so he moved forward without impact.

Just as the snow-clothed saintess's thoughts were flying, Chu Chen also regained some consciousness, controlling his tired eyelids, Chu Chen opened his eyes, and when he saw that the snow-clothed saintess had woken up, he didn't say anything, just smiled faintly.

In the smile, there is too much helplessness, too much desolation, full of eyes, all of them are devastation, Chu Chen seems to have aged dozens of years in an instant, and even the light in his eyes has become cloudy, and he is no longer clear.

"Ahem!"

Chu Chen coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, the injury was so serious that his whole body was numb, and he couldn't feel the slightest pain at the moment, but he felt very tired and tired, and he wanted to close his eyes.

"Why did you have to go back to save me?"

The snow-clothed saint asked, her eyes flickered, bright and uncertain, it could be seen that she had mixed feelings, and her mood at the moment must be very complicated, inextricably intertwined, and difficult to straighten out.

"This is what I owe you!"

Chu Chen spit out these words with difficulty, and then stopped speaking, because he really didn't have the strength to speak, and he couldn't even mobilize the power of the stars to nourish his body, and he suffered unprecedented trauma.

Every time he said a few words, Chu Chen had to brew for a long time, accumulating strength, before he could spit out a few words.

"Goddess, everything, I have no intention, you want to kill me, just do it!"

Chu Chen smiled miserably, closed his eyes, and blood flowed down from the corners of his mouth, splashing on the green grass next to him, staining the land black.

With a firm heart, Chu Chen is ready to die, a man should have a sense of responsibility and be responsible for his actions.

And this matter, apart from death, Chu Chen couldn't think of a second solution, besides, at this moment, he had run out of oil and was dying, even if the snow-clothed saintess didn't kill herself, it would be difficult for him to escape the pursuit of the Dragon Slaying Sect, it was better to die and die in the hands of the snow-clothed saintess, which also happened to relieve the hatred in the heart of the snow-clothed saintess.

"Okay, I'll fulfill you!"

The snow-clothed saintess raised her palm, and between her slender jade fingers, a large piece of spiritual power beating, turning into a haze, like a flame, wrapped between the beautiful jade fingers.

However, the palm she raised did not fall for a long time, and the purifying flame spiritual power also faded out of thin air and disappeared silently.

"What's wrong with me?"

Two lines of tears crossed the corner of the snow-clothed saint's eyes, she chased and killed the sky all the way, just to take the head of the heavenly item, but at this moment, the sky was lying in front of her, and she could have made the sky disappear with a snap of her fingers, but at this moment, she found that she couldn't do it at all.

What's the matter? The snow-clothed saint asked herself, was she moved by the sky? Why can't she do it?

"Why bother, since this is the case, but the hatred and pain in your heart, what does it matter if I die?"

Feeling that the snow-clothed saintess didn't start for a long time, Chu Chen also slowly opened his eyes and said, dying in the hands of the snow-clothed saintess, he has no regrets, this is what he owes her, and if he owes someone, he should pay it off.

"I don't want to kill you for the time being, and when you're healed, I'll kill you with my own hands!"

The snow-clothed saint said firmly, every woman is soft-hearted, especially when she heard Chu Chen's sensational words at this moment, she couldn't do it.

She didn't know what it was like, was it touching or heartache?

The snow-clothed saintess sat cross-legged on the ground, breathed slightly, and recovered some spiritual power, and then, she stood up, wrapped Chu Chen's body with spiritual power, and rushed up from the ground.

It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, and maybe the Dragon Slayer Sect will soon chase them here, so they need to find a safer place to heal their wounds.

Now, the snow-clothed saintess took Chu Chen and advanced along the river, their speed was not fast, and the afterglow of the setting sun reflected the back, producing an extremely wonderful picture.

Not long after, the snow-clothed saintess took Chu Chen to a hidden place, which was halfway up the mountainside, there was a small house that was not big, but it was the same color as the landscape, as if it was melted into the void, and it was difficult to be found.

Coupled with the mountains on both sides, close to the middle, there is only a small passage to go up, there is a waterfall next to it, the flow goes straight down 3,000 feet, and there is a pond made of stagnant water, the lotus flowers bloom in the pool, the butterflies dance, at a glance, this place is a paradise isolated from the world.

The snow-clothed saint took Chu Chen into the small house, where there was a small bed and all kinds of books, neatly placed here.

"This is the place where I cultivated when I went out to practice, no one knows, it's absolutely safe, you can recuperate here, and when you are healed, I will kill you again!"

The snow-clothed saint said, and as soon as the words fell, she walked out of the small room, and sat down by the pond, exercising her breath and repairing her wounds.

She brought the heavens here, but she will never save the heavens, and the heavens are safe, and now, although she can't kill the heavens, she can't convince herself to heal the heavens.

At this moment, in the room, only Chu Chen was left, and the autonomous operation and adjustment of his body had stopped the blood for him, but his injury did not improve in the slightest.

He strained the power from the air, introduced it into his body, and slowly repaired his wounded body, to be honest, he had never been like this since he grew up so much, and it was so difficult to even communicate with the world.

A day passed, and Chu Chen only absorbed a small amount of heaven and earth aura, which was incorporated into his body, and the effect on his own body injury was also very small, so that he couldn't see it at all.

As for the Snow-clothed Saintess, the injuries were not so serious, so after a day of recuperation, she had recovered from eight or nine......