Fang Xing couldn't imagine what kind of despair he was holding on to jumping down the steps.

Fang Jie was about to jump down when he saw it, but Fang Cen pulled him back at the critical moment!

"He jumped down because he didn't want to bother you, and his hard work will be in vain if you follow. ”

Yes, they are friends who grew up together, practice together, practice swords together, and rarely separate even when they travel abroad.

But it is precisely because the bond between them is so profound that it is even more difficult to let go.

He knew that if he didn't jump off the stairs himself, his good brother would stay there for him, and that wasn't what he wanted to see.

So he chose to get rid of it, he couldn't get out of here alive, so why should he implicate his best brother again?

Everyone can guess Thirteen's thoughts, but it is precisely guessing that makes people more and more sad and ...... It's hard to settle!

In the end, Fang Jie was dragged away by Fang Xing.

They had to speed up their pace, and the gray fog ahead was still thick enough to make it impossible to see the road ahead.

It is also because of this layer of fog that people feel more and more uneasy.

The living are like this, and the dead are gone.

He and Fang Cen were still burdened with the lives of many Fang family disciples behind them, even if they were cruel, they always had to look forward, and they couldn't, let all the Fang family disciples be buried here!

How painful, how desolate.

......

When Chu Luochen walked through the five hundred steps, his face finally turned terrifyingly pale!

He had carried Su Jiu on his back from the beginning, so he didn't understand the pain of carrying a person on his back to walk this step better than him.

Maybe it's because it's the foundation of the out-of-body monks.

He carried Su Jiu through more than 500 steps on his back.

When Qi Song walked more than 400 steps, he was already covered with sweat.

He felt that he couldn't hold on anymore, but Chu Luochen was still holding on.

For the first time, Qi Song felt admiration for Su Jiu, the silent little uncle.

At this time, he had already comprehended the power of the steps, so he naturally didn't dare to say anything to take over Su Jiu.

Just persuaded, "It's all here, why don't you take a rest first." ”

"Hongsheng Tianlu can't rest. He didn't explain too much, after all, he still had to retain his strength to carry Su Jiu to continue to climb up.

Qi Song didn't insist, but nodded as if he understood something.

They don't know how long they've climbed, and they've lost count of how many steps they've climbed.

Maybe it's a few days, maybe it's a dozen days, maybe it's a few months.

There is no day or night in this world, only endless ash, boundless, and endless.

But Chu Luochen didn't dare to stop, he was afraid that he would lose his efforts if he stopped.

And this power comes from the never-ending belief in his heart.

He insisted that if he wanted to take Su Jiu out, he must take him out.

Now, every time the soles of his feet touch the steps, they are like two huge magnets fitting together, and it is easy to suck them together, but it is extremely difficult to divide them.

Everyone in the world knows that Xia Jue is a son with a clear breeze and a bright moon like jade, but few people know that Chu Luochen of Bingyin Peak is also a rare beauty in the world, his cold is like a sharp knife out of the sheath, cold and overwhelming.

But now he still has the slightest demeanor of the past, his original meticulous hair bun has long been messy, a few of the hairs are still attached to his face, and the clothes on his body are also wet, dry, and very untidy on his body.

It can be said that there is not the slightest image to speak of.

If it weren't for the fact that this person's facial features were too delicate, it might not be an exaggeration to say that he was a beggar on the street.

It's just that even if his facial features are exquisite, he can't hide the paleness of his face.

......

Su Jiu felt that she had a long dream, in the dream there were Canglan Sect, Bingyin Peak, Little Uncle, Senior Brother, Mianmian, Qingqing, Master, Ah Ling, and many, many people who cared about her and loved her.

However, in the end, all this beauty faded in front of her.

It's as if she and they were originally people from two worlds, and they were originally existences that shouldn't intersect.

There was a thick diaphragm between her and them, and she could only look at them, but she could no longer reach them.

Then everything was gone, along with the diaphragm.

Then her gaze reappeared at a flower.

This flower was a flower she had never seen in her two lifetimes, and it was beautiful, as if it didn't look like something here.

It had nine leaves, each with an ice-blue glow streaked across it, and a faint mist around it.

This mist felt very familiar to Su Jiu......

Ah, she remembered, it seemed to be the innate vitality.

It's called Nine-Petal Cream.

Su Jiu didn't know why she felt that this flower seemed to be very lonely, as if only its existence was left between heaven and earth, and only cold and estimated ......

Then, a light appeared in front of it.

There was a shadow in that light, and the shadow was slightly surprised and said, "Huh, it's grown here!"

Su Jiu tried his best to see the owner of the shadow, but unfortunately the picture was broken again......

......

When Su Jiu opened his eyes again, what he saw was the gray space around him, and the familiar aura under him.

The man below her froze in place, but she could feel him trying to lift a leg with difficulty.

After about half an hour, he finally lifted one leg, and then landed on the steps in front of him with a "thud".

"Uncle Junior?"

He felt the person under him suddenly stiffen for a moment, and then slowly said as if he had reacted to something, "You're awake." ”

Su Jiu looked around, and he almost understood something, "This is the real Hongsheng Heavenly Road?"

Chu Luochen didn't know why, he obviously felt that he was about to die, but he was still very happy at this moment.

Even the corners of his lips couldn't help but lift lightly, and even his bloodshot eyes became gentle.

"Yes, this is the real Hongsheng Heavenly Road, the closest place to the Heavenly Dao. ”

"Let me down, you look struggling. ”

The snow elf yawned on Su Jiu's head, and it seemed that he had just woken up, "Of course it's hard, this is the Hongsheng Heavenly Road, you can't use aura, you can't use divine sense, you can only walk with physical mortal fetus and willpower."

What's more, he also carried a you, you must know that carrying someone here, but you have to bear ten times the pain he originally endured. ”

Su Jiu listened to the words of the snow elf and struggled to come down, but who would have thought that Chu Luochen's hand protecting Su Jiu was very strong, and Su Jiu's body that had not yet recovered could not break free at all.

"Don't move. His voice was hoarse, and it sounded like he knew it was caused by a long period of not drinking water.

"There are only two orders left. She listened to him again.

Su Jiu thought about it, she was not struggling down, her foot injury was still very serious, according to the weight exerted on this step, I was afraid that when she came down, she would immediately shatter into slag.

Uncle Xiao is afraid that he has also taken this into account to insist on it, and even so, it is better to let him save some effort.

Su Jiu was no longer active, and Chu Luochen also fell silent again.

She just watched Chu Luochen use all her strength to lift up and fall, and every time the huge noise caused by it seemed to fall on Su Jiu's heart, making her unconsciously clench her fists. After repeating it twice, I finally reached the last step.