The whistling of the wind kept echoing in his ears, and Duanmu Ming always kept Jun Qianxi in his arms, ready to bear the weight of the landing alone.

The two of them were entangled with their eyes, and they smiled slightly on their lips, as if this moment was eternal.

Just as their bodies were about to fall to the ground, two figures appeared below them.

"Ouch……"

"Oh yo..."

The soldier supported Duanmu Ming's upper body, and the little beast supported his lower body, holding on to it desperately.

After they landed safely, the two little guys rescued Jun Qianxi from Duanmu Ming's arms in a slight manner.

"Big sister (cute Xiao Xier), our little Xiao Xi is not injured!"

Jun Qianxi's face was pale, but his spiritual power was exhausted and he was not hurt.

Duanmu Ming didn't do anything to snatch Jun Qianxi back. He held the knife and glanced coldly around.

There were so many people around watching the battle, but there was no action at this moment. It seemed that no one discovered that they were magical artifacts in their hands, but the crisis still existed.

"Soldier, dig the tunnel and leave first!"

Jun Qianxi naturally knew the current situation. Although there were still many doubts to be solved, he had to wait until he left.

The soldier nodded and soon dug out a cave where the two of them were in the same place. Then he followed Jun Qianxi's instructions to move towards the place where the Bronze Sword Sect was located.

With the departure of Jun Qianxi and Duanmu Ming, the tranquility outside the Bronze City was restored.

Duanmu Ming and Jun Qianxi were completely unnecessary. Those who watched the battle from afar had long been shocked by their means.

Whether it was Jun Qianxi's previous sword killing one person or the two's joint attacks later, they deeply shocked the souls of those present.

Only after they leave will everyone recover.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground and the blood mist accumulated in the air, their hearts trembled.

In just half an hour, all the disciples of the Bronze Sword Sect died, and the head of the Bronze Sword Sect, the master of the sixth level of the Holy Realm was destroyed.

The pair of god-like men and women left an indelible mark in their hearts. No matter where they meet them in the future, they will definitely bypass the deep worship from afar.

Under the Bronze Sword Sect, Jun Qianxi and Duanmu Ming were sitting cross-legged and recovering the spiritual power consumed in their bodies.

At that time, as long as they joined forces, they would definitely be able to kill Xu Chongbao by relying on the skills of the artifact, but in the end they chose to use the artifact to attack together, which was entirely due to the requirements of the spirit of the artifact.

Their compliance without hesitation was entirely because of their compassion.

As mentioned before, swords are originally a pair, and the spirits inside are also a pair, not only one pair but also a very loving couple.

They were willing to recognize Mingxi and the other two at the beginning, mainly because they cherish each other.

Walking in hell and entering in heaven. This kind of love that follows you to the death and accompany you forever.

Another part of the reason is that they want to be reborn, which is only possible for Jun Qianxi to do. If time freezes and changes, it means that time accelerates and time flows backwards. As long as time flows backwards are performed on the soul body, they can be resurrected from the dead.

Jun Qianxi felt helpless after knowing all this. She freezes her skills at this time, and now she finds that this damn earring is plotting against her.

The red thread in her mind was caused by the fact that she used too much time to freeze.
Chapter completed!