As the bloody eyes fell off, a white dog as big as a calf seemed to be able to see Situ Wuxie bit Situ Wuxie's thighs fiercely. It was the extremely spiritual dog in Wuliang's home, "Heavy Snow".

As the Ghost King, Situ Wuxie always thought that creatures could not hurt him, so he didn't care that the dog would cause any harm to him. However, the white of his bloody eyes was the old ghost on the ground. He knew that the dog was so powerful that he rushed to the Ghost King when he saw that the Arctic God Mastiff was here, and he rushed to the side of the Ghost King and pulled the Ghost King back into the air from the dog's mouth. However, he himself was in panic and was pulled to the ground by the heavy snow of the Arctic God Mastiff.

Situ Wuming hadn't understood what was going on, so he heard a "ah" scream with bloody eyes, and then a large piece of it was bitten off by the fierce big dog on his shoulder.

The dog was very fierce. After biting the bloody white eye, it jumped up, aimed its bloody mouth at the throat of the bloody white eye and bit it again.

The bloody white eyes sucked and dared to take into account the pain on his shoulders. He quickly jumped into the air and fled. The white essence flowed out of the wound. It was obvious that its ghost essence had been greatly damaged.

The other blood will be injured when the whites of blood were injured, so they quickly wrapped the whites of blood to prevent him from the skylight, so as to delay the injuries that appeared in his body.

When the dog saw the bloody white eyes escape, he still didn't give up and barked at the ghosts in the sky. The barking like a mountain collapse really made the listener tremble, and made the evil ghosts in the sky feel creepy all over their bodies, as if the cold air penetrated into their bones.

Situ Wuxie hurriedly asked the blood generals: "What's going on? How can a dog hurt us?"

Blood Ears explained to Situ Wuxie: "It is a pure-bred Arctic Mastiff. The Qingyu God who was born with Tian 33,000 years ago, used his seven drops of blood to rescue seven Arctic wolves. They obtained the essence and blood of the gods and could travel through the Yin and Yang realm, fighting creatures and biting ghosts. Therefore, other creatures in all things cannot hurt ghosts, only the Arctic Mastiff is the nemesis of ghosts. If an ordinary ghost is barked by this dog a few times, it will be scattered. Even if the elder brother is bitten by this thing, it will not take long to recover!"

Situ Wuxie immediately thought of the records of the Arctic Mastiff in "The Book of Neighboring Heaven". It only said that the Arctic Mastiff obtained the essence and blood of the Qingyu God, which helped humans overcome difficulties, but there was no record of how to help humans.

At this moment, this Arctic divine mastiff is just the descendant of the seven divine mastiffs at that time. Their descendants are so powerful. It is conceivable how powerful the seven original divine mastiffs are.

With the protection of the Arctic Divine Mastiff, none of Situ Wuxie and the Seven Blood General dared to fall to the ground to commit murder on Situ Wuming. They could only look at Situ Wuming and the Arctic Divine Mastiff silently. It seemed that the Red Sun Sword was about to be taken back by Situ Wuming and the Arctic Divine Mastiff.

After watching for a while, Situ Wuxie said, "This divine mastiff is so powerful. We have no way to restrain it for the time being. The escaped golden tiger should be about to come back from the moon. Paridya is a descendant of the gods, and the cat demon following her is also extremely powerful. Just in case, we should go back to the Ghost King Cave quickly!"

Situ Wuxie said, leading the seven-blooded generals, abandoned Situ Wuming and the Chiyang Sword, turned into a gust of black wind, and flew towards the direction where the Ghost King Cave was.

At the same time, Situ Wuming had driven his body and rushed towards the Butterfly Valley. When Bai Xue saw the ghosts flying away, she stopped barking and followed Situ Wuming tightly to protect Situ Wuming's body.

Situ Wuming is now supporting his body forward with the last ray of thought. During his walking, his eyes were always staring, without blinking, and his entire posture of action became particularly stiff. He did not look like a person walking on the snow, but like the zombie that later generations call him.

This is how the snowy night is flying forward, and in the early morning, the snow starts to fall again. When you get back to Butterfly Valley, Situ Wuming must have turned into a big snowman.

Emperor Tianyuan Ye seemed to be able to understand Situ Wuming's eagerness. The picture presented opposite Lingfeng began to accelerate significantly. Heavy snow fell. The scene that was originally in Yinsheng Xie Valley was soon transferred to the Butterfly Valley where Wuliang and Chunhua were.

When the picture turned to Butterfly Valley, it was already dawn. Chunhua, who had just collected her godson, was afraid that Yuzhi would be cold, so she burned a big fire early. The bright firewood was burning ragingly in the fire pit, making the people in the righteous feel particularly warm.

It was almost time to eat at this time. Chunhua was cooking. Wuliang and Yu Zhifeng were busy chatting by the fire pit. Although the father and son had just gotten together, the meaning of being close seemed to be born.

While chatting, the Arctic Mastiff barked with heavy snow suddenly outside the door. Chunhua quickly opened the door to see what special happened.

As a result, as soon as the door of Chunhua opened, a man with ice all over his body floated in straight, and the man was holding a mysterious red iron sword in his hand.

Chunhua was startled and looked closely and saw that the one wrapped in ice and snow was Situ Wuming who went to ask for a sword for Yu Zhifeng yesterday. Seeing him floating in, Chunhua hurriedly shouted: "Brother Situ Wuming, what's wrong with you? Have you asked for a sword for the Chiyang Sword?"

Facing Chunhua's Q&A, Situ Wuming had no reaction at all.

Wuliang quickly stood up to see Situ Wuming. Yu Zhifeng had already run over and hugged Situ Wuming's thighs, and shouted anxiously: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Wuliang skipped Yu Zhifeng and used his hand to go up to Situ Wuming's nose to try his breath. He found that Situ Wuming had no energy at all. Situ Wuming turned out to be dead long ago.

Chunhua asked Wuliang with her eyes, intending to ask Situ Wuxie if she was still alive. Wuliang shook her head at Chunhua, and Chunhua knew that Situ Wuming was dead.

Chunhua wanted to take Yu Zhifeng away and prevent him from seeing Situ Wuming's remains. However, Yu Zhifeng's strength was so strong that he grabbed Situ Wuming's thighs and never let go even if he died.

Wuliang knew why Situ Wuming died, so he used his hand to take the sword from Situ Wuming's hand and wanted to take it to Yu Zhifeng, but Situ Wuming's hand held the sword tightly and couldn't break it.

Seeing that Situ Wuming had not spoken for a long time, Yu Zhifeng asked Wuliang: "Dad, what's wrong with my master?"

Wuliang didn't want to hide it from Yu Zhifeng, so he said, "Your master is dead, and I don't know what happened on the way to get the sword. Look at your master holding the sword in his hand. It seems that he wants you to take the sword by himself. You can fulfill his wish first and take the sword down."

Yu Zhifeng raised his head, looked at the sword that the master had exchanged for his life, and stretched out his little hand.

As soon as Yu Zhifeng's hand touched the long sword, the sword suddenly fell from Situ Wuming's hand and was grabbed by Yu Zhifeng.

At the same time, Situ Wuming, who was originally like an ice stone, immediately became soft and collapsed on the ground.

Yu Zhifeng held the long sword and threw himself on Situ Wuming and cried loudly. The crying of a child who had lost his relatives was heartbroken.

Seeing this, Wuliang quickly hugged Yu Zhifeng, but didn't know what to persuade him, but said to Yu Zhifeng repeatedly: "Child, stop crying, stop crying."

Chunhua pulled Yu Zhifeng into his arms from Wuliang's hand, and Yu Zhifeng was about to pounce on Situ Wuming's body, but Wuliang had already carried Situ Wuming's body on his back and walked out of the house.

Yu Zhifeng, who was in Chunhua's arms, was annoyed and threw the sword to the ground. He hated the sword and replaced his master's life. He would rather not have the sword than his master left.

Chunhua didn't blame him, she just comforted him, "Your master has ascended to heaven, don't cry, don't cry, everyone has to go this way."

After angering for a while, Yu Zhifeng broke free from Chunhua's arms. Chunhua didn't know what Yu Zhifeng was going to do, but Yu Zhifeng slowly walked to the long sword that had just been thrown away by him, bent down, and picked up the long sword again.

Then he hugged the sword tightly in his arms, sat back to the fire pit, without saying a word, just staring at the blazing firewood in a daze.

This is the sword his master exchanged for with his life. Although he hated this sword, he remembered his master's kindness to him even more. He held this cold sword and could feel the warmth of his master Situ Wuming, so he had to hold the sword in his arms.
Chapter completed!