Chapter 145

Ziyan looks at the mountain of wolf corpses within 15 steps, her eyes are slightly red, but she doesn't shed tears. She knows that song Tianxuan has been seriously injured.

With a fine sword in his hand, he stood in front of song Tianxuan. The wind was blowing, and his clothes were blowing, with a strong smell of blood.

This night, destined to be extraordinary, they have been close to the depths of the grassland, blood gas with the wind, a pair of blood red eyes slowly open, dark yellow tusks in the moonlight appears to be a little bright, the breath in the nose, bit by bit enhanced, finally according to the unbearable desire, get up, toward the initial starting point of blood and go.

What Ziyan saw were two groups, a group of blood crows with only one eye. There were more than 200 crows, diving down at an amazing speed, as if to tear her to pieces.

Under the blood crow, there are more than a dozen four legged and two headed wolf dogs, who have already been dazed by the blood gas and rush towards Ziyan.

Song Tianxuan wakes up, Ziyan is still standing in front of him, just like he is standing in front of Ziyan. Ziyan's skirt has been dyed blood red. On the wolves, there are hundreds of blood crows, and on the blood crows, there are more than a dozen wolf dogs.

"Are you awake?" Ziyan asked peacefully and put the sword in her waist.

It was already light. Song Tianxuan got up, changed his clothes and dried the blood on the gun.

Ziyan also changed her clothes. If it wasn't for the blood stains on her hair, who would have thought what the girl in pink dress had just experienced.

"How? How are you doing? " Ziyan turns around and looks at Song Tianxuan.

"It's OK, I don't know. Don't you worry?" Song Tianxuan got up and laughed: "it's you. Your face is as pale as the silver frost."

"Well?" Ziyan stretched out her hands and covered her cheek, feeling a little cold, revealing her rare beauty.

"And me?" Ziyan put down her hand, glanced at Song Tianxuan, and said with a smile, "don't you think your face is also like white paper?"

Song Tianxuan licked his lips, laughed twice and scratched his head.

Song Tianxuan's aura is less than 20%. All the viscera are damaged. Ziyan's aura is less than 30%. Her meridians are damaged.

"Where are we going?" Ziyan and song Tianxuan walk side by side, at the foot of the stream gradually.

Song Tianxuan looked at the reflection of the two people in the water, and then at the hovering vultures in the sky, and said, "go out."

It was another day. Before it was dark, they had been attacked by two groups of people. Although it didn't matter, the injury in their body was getting worse.

At night, it began to rain in the sky. Song Tianxuan built a simple straw shed with water and grass. Song Tianxuan stood at the entrance of the shed and Ziyan was sleeping in it.

Rain along the tip of the straw condensed into water droplets, sliding down, dripping in the puddle, built a little bit of water will be Ziyan back wet.

Song Tianxuan retreated and stopped the rain with his hands.

I don't know how long Ziyan turned around and opened her eyes.

Song Tianxuan took out the rain in his hand and said, "wake up?"

"Well, you sleep." Ziyan got up and stood aside.

Song Tianxuan fell asleep.

In recent days, two people have built up inexplicable trust. It seems that as long as they have each other by their side, they can rest assured that they can sleep very well.

At night, song Tianxuan and Ziyan resist a wave of attack. At dawn, the sun appears and sprinkles on them.

On the 20th day, with their last strength, they helped them into a broken temple.

The monster wandered outside the broken temple, but did not dare to enter. After a long time, he left with a roar.

Twenty days later, both of them had a serious overdraft of their physical functions. On several occasions, they almost died, but when they saw each other's eyes, they insisted.

Inside the broken temple, song Tianxuan raised a fire and sat back to back with Ziyan.

Song Tianxuan didn't know why Saint ape wanted to take Ziyan away. In the presence of the elder, Mr. Fang and Ning Tian, Ziyan would be very safe. Why... But now it's useless to think about it. Although it's only one month, they have established an indestructible trust, a trust that can entrust life and death to each other.

"Is this broken temple built by a great monk or worshipped by a great monk? I'm as mad as a monster. I dare not enter. " Purple Yan murmurs a way, the voice is very thin very weak, reveal a little sad.

She also found the master. She didn't have the things in the dream. I don't know if they are real. How can she die in Yuqing mountain?

Song Tianxuan looked around and came in for three hours. He didn't go to see the temple. He was seriously injured and didn't want to fall down first.

There are only piles of dry straw piled up in every corner. The rain in the sky can't penetrate the dilapidated temples. On the broken pillars, there are dense dots.

Suddenly, song Tianxuan's shoulder sank, but Ziyan's head tilted and fell asleep.

The poison in Ziyan's body is still aggravated by song Tianxuan's pulse. Five days ago, the poison mang broke through their defense line and rushed to Ziyan's feet... Song Tianxuan made a hole in the corner of the haystack, held Ziyan to the corner, raised the firewood, and the ash smoke rose from the firewood and floated into the air. When he met the top of the temple, it suddenly disappeared.

Looking at Ziyan's sleeping face, frowning and curling up, you know that it's her blood that is fighting against mang poison. But he has no way. He can't take out the pills. There's no medicine here. It's hard to make a meal without rice.

"Madam..."

"It's time to start. In this magic array, I want to see what they can realize." Young woman hands a little, the scene of the water scattered a ripple.

The maid turned over her hand and shook out a mirror. There were words in her mouth. A magic formula came into it. The mirror suddenly flew into the air and absorbed the reflection in the water into the mirror.

"The water moon realm is a treasure guarded by both the fairy palace and the temple. Although it is a replica, it can only exert about 20% of its power, and it has run out of oil. But it's OK to give them a good fortune." The young woman opens her mouth and looks at the mirror in the air.

It was the first time she had ever named the mirror.

The maid's face is pale, and the water and moon are in the state. No one knows what a treasure it is. This replica is in the hands of the lady... "Now do you know why I'm so frustrated?" The young woman sneered: "even if I'm qualified to use the replica, it's still dark in front of her, but the fairy Temple shouldn't treat me like this..."

The maid nodded, and the pain of the lady was in her eyes all these years.