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Xuanyuan Yuheng's eyes were blurry, and the wind and snow between the sky and the earth seemed to be shaking. As the sky and the earth spun, he lay on the snow and stared at the gray sky.

There seems to be a beautiful face in the sky that confuses all living beings.

"Yu Xi..."

He murmured softly and lost his breath.

The sound of soldiers and armor clashing gradually started to sound, and Zhao Wujiang finally let out a sigh of relief. He was a little tired, and his body was exhausted one after another. He was even weaker than fighting a group of beauties for three hundred rounds.

The wind and snow gradually stopped, and he saw a figure in bright yellow clothes guarded by soldiers, crossing the ruins of the wall and running towards this side.

His eyes trembled, his head dropped slightly, and his eyes slowly closed.

"Zhao Wujiang!"

A familiar panicked and slightly crying voice sounded, the corner of his mouth curled up, and his body fell along the wall.

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Zhao Wujiang was a little confused.

He was obviously asleep, but he could still feel many feelings.

He felt someone staggering towards him, picked him up, and was then lifted up.

He felt that as soon as he lay down, his body was being manipulated.

He felt warm liquid entering his stomach, and people kept leaving.

He felt that everything was quiet, and someone was crying on him.

He felt someone holding his hand tightly and saying many words that he couldn't hear clearly.

He felt moist lips gently touching his lips, as if he was suddenly shocked.

Finally, he fell into the boundless darkness, the sounds became more and more hazy, and the feelings faded away.

"Hey! I'm seriously injured, not dead!"

He shouted loudly, but no one could hear him clearly.

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Broken walls and ruins.

The front hall of Yangxin Hall has collapsed.

The gate, palace passage, and walls in front of the front hall are also in dilapidated condition.

The five surviving Dragon Hidden Guards are already receiving treatment. The three Dragon Hidden Guards in Wuya Pavilion, as well as A2, A3A19, plus a Dragon Hidden Guard in the Imperial City, all came following the movement.

A23's original kindness and kind eyes have also faded away, while A19 has become even more ferocious.

They first went to see the emperor, and then went to visit their seriously injured colleague to learn about the specific situation from his colleague.

When they learned that Xuanyuan Yuheng was unbeatable and could fight against everyone, they were worried. When they learned that Xuanyuan Yuheng was defeated by Zhao Wujiang, the two Long Yin guards couldn't believe it.

They couldn't imagine how Zhao Wujiang used the weak to attack the strong and advanced in reverse to defeat Xuanyuan Yuheng who was below the heaven level.

Listening to their colleague's description, they both felt excited and sighed in their hearts.

Because Mr. Zhao told them before that they do not need to enter the palace in the near future.

After they learned about the heavy casualties, they understood that if it hadn't been for Mr. Zhao's explanation, they would have died in vain if they entered the palace.

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I don’t know when it started to snow again in the sky.

Xuanyuan Jing listened to the rustling sounds outside the window, and a smile appeared on her lips, but it could not cover up the worry between her eyebrows.

She fanned the fire of the medicine stove and stared at Zhao Wujiang on the bed.

I don’t know where the love started, but it goes deeper and deeper.

Zhao Wujiang had already told her and Long Yinwei everything that might happen today, and she was able to get out of today's danger, but Zhao Wujiang was seriously injured and did not wake up.

"I..." Xuanyuan Jing frowned. There were many things she wanted to tell Zhao Wujiang. Maybe it was because Zhao Wujiang was asleep that she had the courage to say them.

"I..." She hesitated, her face full of tenderness and a hint of shyness, and she carefully considered every word:

"You once said that if they were caught in the snow together, they would grow old together in this life.

I also want to grow old with you, but..."

She swallowed her words back, but it might be too late.

Thinking silently in her heart, she sighed, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, with a hint of worry.

While her heart was rippling, she wrapped the handle of the potion with a rag and poured the rolling potion into the pot. The large white porcelain bowl rose up, and her slightly frowning brows were reflected in the water.

Yamamoto has no worries, his hair is white because of the snow.
Chapter completed!