The gentle mountain breeze whizzed past his ears, causing his long dark blue hair to fly slightly. The cold moonlight shone down, which also made his face look more handsome and with a cold charm.

Suddenly, Luo Shulian's figure was light and flew to his side. Seeing that his eyes were releasing a cold and wonderful blue light, searching for something on the ruins under his feet like a condor, she asked in a low voice, curiously, "Turbidden Feng, what are you looking for?"

Yi Zhuofeng didn't hide it from her. While still observing, he answered her: "I'm looking for Ling Wuxie."

Hearing his answer, Luo Shulian's facial nerve twitched slightly again. She didn't want Yi Zhuofeng to find Ling Wuxie, and she reminded him after a while, "Lord Ling is dead."

For a moment, Yi Zhuofeng's face looked even colder, and he told her, "I'm dead, I'll find his body."

Suddenly, Luo Shulian's eyes trembled again, and even his heartbeat accelerated.

Speaking of Ling Wuxie not dead before, she felt horrified and scared when she remembered it. Because she clearly remembered that when she was in the territory of Wangyouhai, she and Hei Ji joined forces to kill him.

After trying her best to adjust her condition, she nodded again and whispered to Yi Zhuofeng: "I will accompany you and help you."

Yi Zhuofeng did not respond to her, but just continued to search by himself. There was one thing he had been puzzled by. That is, in the past two months, he and Ling Wuxie have been together. Not only did he find that Ling Wuxie has changed, but he even rarely used the double maces of the flowing light.

Suddenly, an extremely bright and dazzling white light flashed in Yi Zhuofeng's eyes. Because he noticed that there was a secret passage that had not collapsed, and that secret passage was where Gong Ziqi stopped him yesterday.

Then, he pulled out the Chengying Sword in his hand and flew down...

After he flew down, Luo Shulian did not immediately follow him. Luo Shulian's footsteps continued to stop at their original position, tilted his head slightly, pricked up his ears and listened to the treacherousness that was more than ten feet away behind her.

In short, she noticed again that Black Saint was not far away, staring at them...

The body of Chengying Sword was shining blue, and soon illuminated a small area around it. Then, Yi Zhuofeng also found the specific location where Ling Wuxie was lying based on his previous memory.

The stone path at that location broke through a large mouth because of the collision of the guardian of the Sea of ​​Clouds just now and was about to collapse. The turbid wind entered the stone path, and with the help of a few bright white moonlight and the faint blue light of the cold Chengying, he soon saw Ling Wuxie.

"Ha... Wuxie... Wuxie!" After confirming that the person lying there was indeed Ling Wuxie, Yi Zhuofeng hurriedly stepped again, feeling a little happy and shouting loudly.

After reaching Ling Wuxie's side, he inserted the Chengying Sword into the ground with force, then squatted over and helped Ling Wuxie's body up with one hand, and quickly rushed his true energy into Ling Wuxie's body with the other hand.

Ling Wuxie's body had long cooled down like a large piece of ice. However, due to the infusion of the turbid wind, the temperature was slightly restored.

Unfortunately, at this time, there was not much true energy that could be instilled into him. Because of the fact that Yi Zhui Feng himself was still covered with scars, and his skills had only recovered 50%.

Finally, Yi Zhuofeng became powerless. Originally, he just wanted to save Ling Wuxie, but as he poured it, the true energy that gushed out of his body suddenly completely broke. Even his whole body began to become extremely weak and powerless. Not to mention the power and true energy, even the simple force could not be used.

When he fell down the hand that was using his skills and squatted there with thick eyebrows and frowned and gasped, he suddenly heard Ling Wuxie lightly opening his lips and tell him calmly, "Enough..."

When he heard Ling Wuxie's voice, Yi Zhuofeng was stunned. Then, a rare look of joy appeared on his cool and handsome face as cold as the moon.

"Wuxie!" He soon came to his senses and responded to Ling Wuxie. At the same time, he changed his sitting posture, making Ling Wuxie's upper body slightly fall into his arms.

When he saw Ling Wuxie's face still pale like a ghost, the joy that had appeared on his face before disappeared.

Instead, his beautiful and slanted sword eyebrows were slightly bent, and there was also deep sadness in his dark blue eyes.

Ling Wuxie tried his best to open his sleepy eyes and stared at his face. He wanted to tell Yi Zhuofeng that in fact, when he was in the territory of Wangyouhai, he was conspired by Luo Shulian and lost 90% of his life. Later, a demon possessed him, so he kept hanging his breath. However, he was so powerless, because now he had to fight against the god of death for a long time every time he said a word.

Now Yi Zhuofeng stopped talking because he knew that Ling Wuxie had something to explain to him.

Just after looking at him for a long time, Ling Wuxie raised his hand with difficulty and whispered to him: "Help me find it back... to retrieve the double maces of the flowing light... Be careful of Luo... Luo Shulian..."

Yi Zhuofeng heard this and nodded to him again and said, "Okay, okay... I know, I understand what you mean..." At the same time, he also reached out and prepared to hold the hand that Ling Wuxie raised slightly.

However, just as his fingers touched Ling Wuxie's hand, Ling Wuxie's hand suddenly lost weight and fell straight to the ground.

And Ling Wuxi's half-open eyes were completely closed at this moment.

Naturally, Yi Zhuofeng also realized something. When his body stiffened, his whole body became dull and indifferent, and he was at a loss for a short time.

Ling Wuxie leaned against him and no longer felt it. It took a long time for him to open his lips very lightly and shouted him again, "Wuxie..."

In the flash in the pan, he devoted all his life to his beauty. However, this unexpected departure will always turn into the paleness after his tears, and be silent in his heart.

At the same time, Luo Shulian had just tracked a strange black shadow on a mountain one mile away and came here.

When her feet landed lightly on the ground, the Black Sai, who was originally flying in front of her, suddenly appeared behind her again.

"Miss Luo, long time no see..." Hei Ji stood behind her, and greeted her in a quiet tone.

Of course, this scared Luo Shulian and her face turned pale. She immediately turned around and stared at Hei Ji with a sharp look.

"It's you again! You led me here, what else do you want to do?" Luo Shulian responded angrily to him.

Luo Shulian's anger was not taken seriously. He carried a hand on his back and walked closer to Luo Shulian and said, "It was not me who led you here, you were following me all the time... Because Yi Zhuofeng is looking for Ling Wuxie now, but you didn't follow me because you felt particularly scared... Because you were afraid that Ling Wuxie was not dead, and then you shook out the incident of your plot against him... So at this time, you couldn't help but follow me, hoping to see me and chat with me..."
Chapter completed!