Chapter 300： Hate parting

"Leng Daoyou, you ..."

As soon as Song Ning spoke, he felt a trace of warmth blocking him.

For many nights, she wanted to kiss like this without turning back, entangle with him, and spend the rest of her life in peace.

For many nights, she wanted to hug her past with no worries, intertwined with him, like the wind and sand, sharing the world.

Until today, until this moment, she finally got her wish.

Song Ning was held tightly by Leng Yuexiao, feeling the body temperature from Leng Yuexiao and feeling the tenderness in her body.

This kiss, Leng Yuexiao waited for eleven years.

Thousand years of snow and ten thousand years of ice are not as tender as this moment.

Thousands of words, ten thousand words, accumulated tears to keep in mind.

Enjoying the last touch of warmth, Leng Yuexiao pushed Song Ning hard, rose from the sky, and ran away into the frost boundary gap.

At this moment, whether it is Song Ning or the two virtual immortals in the demon domain, they are staring blankly at Leng Yuexiao, not knowing what Leng Yuexiao wants to do.

In Song Ning's eyes, Leng Yuexiao's figure is like a fairy falling down from Nine Heavens, lonely, indifferent, but compassionate to the world.

Leng Wuhen, who is fighting with a demon, burns his Shouyuan frantically. The faster Shouyuan burns, the stronger the power he can obtain.

"If there is an afterlife, I ... will definitely be by your side, even if it is just a ray of wind, a dust ...

In the vicissitudes of the sea, the sun and the moon change, and I will go with you. "Leng Yuexiao muttered in her mouth, this was just the oath she made for herself, not to Song Ning."

Leng Yuexiao stood in the gap of the frost boundary, his hands snapped on his own Dantian and Heavenly Spirit, and then pinched the tactics with his hands, and swallowed in his mouth: "I am frozen with blood, turned into ice crystals, with my bones, and built an ice wall , Long and vast, only me frost, once the enchantment comes out, both sides of the world! "

As the tactics in the hand continued to change, the tactics in the mouth kept saying, Leng Yuexiao's body became blurred, and a layer of ice quickly built from her feet, and the frost enchantment was completely blocked in an instant.

"No! No! Impossible!" At the other end of the enchantment, two false fairies screamed. This happened so fast that they hadn't even had time to stop it. The frost enchantment was turned into a cold Leng Yuexiao. repair.

Seeing this scene, Song Ning sat blankly in the same place. He always felt that he had lost something important, but he could not remember what he had lost anyway.

Leng Wuhen smiled for a long time, and the laughter was full of madness. His Shou Yuan burned even more crazily, and his body was shuttled among demons. Thousands of demons died.

this moment.

The wind stopped.

The snow broke.

Leng Wuhen walked to Song Ning, and at this moment his breath of life began to flicker, leaving only the last trace.

"Song Ning, if one day you think about it, then Lengjia's Tibetan Classics Pavilion may be the place you need to go."

This is Leng Wuzhen's last sentence left in the world.

Song Ning sat weakly on the ground, tens of thousands of corpses around him, but he turned a blind eye. He walked step by step to the frost enchantment that was originally a gap, raised his hand, and gently stroked.

This ice ... There is a trace of temperature, a trace of the residual temperature of the human body.

No one can see the shadow of a person in the ice any more, but Song Ning can feel that in front of him is a life with blood flowing. She is not dead, but just sealed here forever and transformed into The ice blocked the gap in the enchantment.

Cangjing Pavilion ...

Song Ning turned and walked quickly towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Xiao Ke followed Song Ning, just now, just the moment she saw Leng Yuexiao, her mind was complicated, but at this time, she was sad in her heart.

Ten thousand years ago, she saw that scene with her own eyes. Today, ten thousand years later, would she repeat the same mistake?

Xiao Ke followed closely, and Song Ning walked briskly, but Song Ning walked, somehow, tears could not stop falling.

The more he cried, the more sad he felt. In the ice and snow, the surrounding area was silver and white. Song Ning seemed like a lost child, and he didn't know he should go in that direction.

He howled and cried, and the loss in his heart was like waves, but he didn't know why he was lost, and he didn't know why he was sad.

He always feels that he has lost something that cannot be lost. That is the memory buried deep in his Jin Dan, the memory swallowed by Jin Dan!

"If you want to find a monk, consider Leng Yuexiao of Leng's family ..."

Song Ning's mind echoed the words left in the letters of Gudan's real relics.

Leng Yuexiao didn't inform her of her love until the end. She didn't want Song Ning to be concerned.

If Song Ning still has memories, then he will definitely not let her incarnate to repair the frost enchantment.

If Song Ning still has memories, then he will definitely be heartbroken.

just……

How can Leng Yuexiao think of it, Song Ning, who has no memory at this moment, is more sad, more sad, more desperate.

"Leng Yuexiao ... Leng Yuexiao ..."

Song Ning murmured, choked, and kept repeating the name.

He was blind, and every time he walked a few steps, he couldn't help but look back at the frost enchantment.

Although the wind and snow stopped, my heart was colder.

The memory is not there, but the sorrow is stronger.

The two feelings are unsuccessful, but the feelings are deeper.

Song Ning didn't want to cry. He didn't know what he was crying for. He wiped the tears constantly, but the tears wiped more and more. In the end, the world in front of him became blurred.

He knelt on the ground, his head hanging down.

The wind roared.

Snowflakes condensed into ice **** with ice crystals in the air and kept falling.

Song Ning's head kept welcoming the ice hockey, he could not feel the pain, only his eyes hurt.

He reached out and rubbed his eyes and found that his hands were full of blood!

Xiao Ke jumped in front of Song Ning and gently helped Song Ning to lick the blood on her hand. She looked at the blood and tears in Song Ning's eyes.

"Master ..." Xiao Ke's voice was so weak that she couldn't even hear herself.

Song Ning did not respond, he continued to wipe the blood and tears.

I do not know how long it has been……

The world in front of me was no longer bloody, and gradually returned to silver, Song Ning stood up.

Tears, stop.

Song Ning inexplicably ridicules himself. After thinking for a long time, he finally understands what he wants to do.

There should be a way to dissolve Leng Yuexiao into frost enchantment in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. How can a woman dedicate herself to defend the country?

Song Ning thought in this way, although his heart was still empty, although a sadness always existed deep in his heart, he was no longer as sad as before.

Xiao Ke finally felt a little relieved and followed Song Ning to leave the ice abyss.

As soon as he came out of the ice abyss, Song Ning saw the Bing Soul Cave. There was a flashing thing in his storage ring. Song Ning took it out and saw it. It was a mirror. On the mirror, a word flashed rapidly. , Seems to have a chain reaction with something in that ice cave ...