Chu Xiaoyun was in a daze when he heard the movement and looked over, and stepped forward to support him: "Junior brother?"

Song Yunge barely maintained his soberness and did not let the golden light swallow him. He took out the Sky-Cha Jue from his arms and handed it to Chu Xiaoyun: "I will never break it with my vitality!"

"What is this?" Chu Xiaoyun asked.

Song Yunge said with difficulty: "What blocks the secrets of heaven and breath. Once the breath is cut off, Yuntian Palace will find us!"

"There are such a strange thing?" Chu Xiaoyun looked at the Zhatian Jue curiously. He never thought that such an ordinary jade jiao had such power.

Song Yunge said with difficulty: "Senior sister, remember, you must not cut off your breath!"

"Okay, how are you?" Chu Xiaoyun felt that he was getting heavier and heavier, like a hill.

Song Yunge shook his head: "I can't die, remember not to worry about me. Don't worry about how much I'm injured, don't worry about it. I have my own way to recover. I must never break the Cangtian Jue. Remember..."

He was extremely worried. Chu Xiaoyun's mind is now unclear and prone to doing stupid things. He couldn't finish speaking. He suddenly fell into a coma.

Chu Xiaoyun was shocked.

She thought Song Yunge was so angry that she quickly put it down gently, pressed her wrist to find it out, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the pulses are sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes heavy and sometimes light, and the changes are abrupt and prosperous, as long as the breath is still there, the masters of heaven and earth will not die so easily.

She let go of her hand and stared at Song Yunge.

Song Yunge's slender long sword eyebrows were frowning, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat, as if he was in a nightmare

Chu Xiaoyun sighed.

She didn't know what was wrong with Song Yunge, but now she was the only one left, and suddenly she felt that the world was particularly cold.

She has become accustomed to Song Yunge by her side these two days. Despite the pain, she does not feel too lonely.

Look at the layers of white clouds, the mountains in the distance are like islands, the strong wind blows on the face, and it is cold to the bone.

She kept using her skills to activate the Sky-Crossing Jue, and gradually shed her mind and fell into memories.

She always felt that Sun Tiantong was dead too unfairly. She obviously liked her, but Jiao Dongcheng misunderstood that he liked Junior Sister Xu, so he killed him.

This is really a strange injustice in the world. Jiao Dongcheng deserves to die, but if he kills him, he doesn't feel happy at all, and he still suffers so much that he can't bear it.

She wanted to be free, and sat here countless times to jump down, without using her power to protect her body, and went to look for Sun Tiantong in the nine springs.

She sighed slowly and looked at Song Yunge again.

Song Yunge's breath became weaker and weaker, and he had already breathed faintly, as if he was about to stop at any time.

Chu Xiaoyun frowned and pressed Song Yun's singer's wrist.

"Bang!" She suddenly flew backwards, drew a parabola and landed ten meters away, almost flying out of the cliff.

She turned over and looked at Song Yunge in shock.

His aura was so weak, and his strength was so strong.

She was actually injured.

After wiping the corner of her mouth, she slowly got up and walked slowly towards Song Yunge, squatted down and pressed on his chest.

"Bang!" She drew another parabola and flew more than ten meters away.

This time, I flew into the interior, further away from the cliff.

She wiped away the blood from the corners of her mouth helplessly, and had already calmed down. It seemed that she could not touch her.

But when he walked closer, Song Yunge had stopped breathing.

Her face changed slightly.

If Song Yunge hadn't been to escort himself, he wouldn't have encountered such danger and suffered this injury.

Thinking of this, she pressed Song Yunge's wrist without caring about her injuries and sent a stream of vitality in hopes that this stream of vitality could stimulate him to breathe again.

"Bang!" This time she fell farther and heavier, with blood gushing from the corner of her mouth, and she was seriously injured.

She hurriedly got up and looked at Song Yunge again.

Song Yunge's breathing really recovered, making her smile.

She breathed a sigh of relief, slowly got up and stretched, and began to use her energy to regulate her breathing and recover from her injuries.

As soon as he sat down, his face changed.

She hurriedly groped in her body, then lowered her head and searched in a hurry, and finally found the Sky Jue in the crack of a stone.

He let out a long sigh, hurriedly held it again, and activated his vitality.

Then continue to regulate breathing and exercise your energy to heal the wound.

Half an hour later, she opened her eyes and saw that Song Yunge's breathing was still intermittent, as if it would be cut off at any time.

She shook her head helplessly, helpless.

"Hey, it's true!" A sneer suddenly rang out.

Chu Xiaoyun turned his head suddenly and looked.

Four young men floated over and came to them in an instant, standing on the edge of the cliff.

When Chu Xiaoyun saw their white robes and the clouds embroidered on the horns of the robe, he knew they were from Yuntian Palace.

Her heart sank sharply, and she rushed towards Song Yunge without hesitation, and wanted to run away with Song Yunge in her arms.

"It's too late!" A young man with horse face floated to block her and isolated her from Song Yunge.

Five young men floated from afar again.

The young man with a round face on his head smiled and clasped his fists: "Senior Brother Ma, your tracking skills are better, I admire you!"

"Haha, I am the Saint of the Sword after all, and your level is different. I am not as good as the one who wins the battle." The young man with a horse face said with a smile.

Five young men surrounded Song Yunge and Chu Xiaoyun.

They glanced at Song Yunge, then looked at Chu Xiaoyun, looked up and down a few times, showing anger.

"It's her? I can't tell it." The young man with round face said, "It doesn't look like a cruel person."

The young man with a horse face shook his head: "You should not behave like a person. You can't see the wildness in her eyes?"

Chu Xiaoyun has ambition to die and is not afraid. The only thing she wants to do is to send Song Yunge away and not let him die with him.

I die when I die, and I just happened to go down to be my companion with Senior Brother Sun. Junior Brother Song is in great age and has no women yet. It is a pity that he dies without a taste of love.

But in the current situation, they may not let Junior Brother Song go, and they may have to silence them together.

"Chu Xiaoyun, you are very good!" The young man with horse face said coldly: "You killed Junior Brother Jiao Dongcheng, right?"

"It's me." Chu Xiaoyun said lightly: "He deserves to die!"

"It's not your turn to kill it!" The young man with horse face said coldly: "If you dare to kill our disciples of Yuntian Palace, you will be killed without mercy!"

Chu Xiaoyun shook his head: "Those who kill my disciples in Tianyue Mountain will be killed without mercy!"

"It's great, so let's rely on your own skills to see who can kill you better!...How do you choose now?" The young man with a horse face pointed at Song Yunge and pointed at Chu Xiaoyun: "Our Yuntian Palace is doing openly and honestly, and there is a debt to the right person. If you die, or he dies!"

Chu Xiaoyun said: "If you want to kill me, it depends on your ability. As for whether to kill him or not, it will be up to you!"

She knew that Song Yunge's fate was no longer the same as her. When she reached this point, she could only depend on her luck.

Depending on their own destiny, their own destiny is not good. If I had known that I would die, why not die with Senior Brother Sun!

"He doesn't have to die." said the young man with horse face: "As long as you commit suicide in front of us, you will spare him, anyway, he will no longer be able to do it."

Chu Xiaoyun frowned and looked at him: "Keep your word?"

"I, Ma Zhihuasu, said one is one, and said two is two!" said the young man with a horse face proudly.

Chu Xiaoyun pondered, hesitated, and swept towards Ma Zhihua from time to time.

Ma Zhihua said in a deep voice: "What, can you ask me to make a swearing?"

Chu Xiaoyun snorted slowly: "I can't believe you!"

"Okay, okay!" Ma Zhihua raised his palm to the sky and made a heavy oath. If any of them violated this oath, Ma Zhihua would use his sword and his soul would be in the sea of ​​suffering forever and would not be liberated.

This is a swear words.
Chapter completed!