His tears, along his little face, slowly blended into Tong Yao's fingertips. The tears gradually filled her transparent body, turning it from a hollow body into a solid body. However, her body was like an ice cube.

Generally, it looks like an iceman.

When Sha Qianchen saw this scene, he stretched out his hand to push Luo Xue and hugged Tong Yao into his arms.

But her body was so cold that it penetrated the heart, without a trace of warmth, and extremely stiff.

His face was pressed against Tong Yao's face, he looked up to the sky, and roared in pain: "Ah..."

Birds and beasts with a radius of hundreds of miles flew out from the dark forest.

It was early summer, and the weather shouldn't be so cold, but there were waves of chill in the air.

Snowflakes are falling from the sky, paying homage to someone, crying for someone, sobbing for someone...

The nearby forest roared, because of the sorrowful and mournful sound, the entire forest fell down, and in an instant, the lush green forest turned into flat ground.

When Feng Yunmo and Beiming Yexuan arrived, snowflakes were falling on Lianjiabao alone.

Snowflakes covered the castle hall, and the castle turned into ice. On the high wall, stood a man with a long sword in his hand. His clothes were flying in the air with the strong wind, and he stared at the people below with a cold look.

Feng Yunmo first looked at the man standing on the wall, and then slowly moved his gaze down. The wall was covered with a thick layer of ice. Even the guardian of the castle was instantly frozen by the ice and could not move.

This snow is still falling...

When her eyes moved to the iceman in Sha Qianchen's arms, her expression instantly became rigid.

That was Tong Yao. Tong Yao opened one eye wide, and the other eye was empty, pitch black, and had no eyes.

A large hole was opened in her chest by a poisonous arrow, which was filled with snow.

Seeing Tong Yao like this, she suddenly knelt down in the snow unable to do anything, and Beiming Yexuan immediately reached out to help her.

She pushed Beiming Yexuan away and shook her head and said, "Is that Tong Yao?"

Her heart couldn't stop trembling.

The body temperature drops rapidly.

Is that still the Tong Yao who took good care of her life in the past?

Beiming Yexuan stretched out his hand to pull her up, and took her into his arms. He patted her back gently with his hand without saying a word.

It's just that his eyes were already piercing coldly through Mo Wuhen, who was standing on the walled city and gazing at him.

Feng Yunmo suddenly turned around, stared at Mo Wuhen deeply and coldly, broke away from Beiming Yexuan's arms, took two steps forward, pointed at Mo Wuhen: "You!"

When Mo Wuhen saw Feng Yunmo appear, his cold eyes suddenly softened.

He raised his head and looked at the night sky, then slowly lowered his head and said: "Yun Mo, your deadline is only two days away. If you don't follow me, if you don't follow me, you will have to die here.

If you come with me, I can guarantee your place in the world of gods."

The Heaven-Destroying Sword left its scabbard with a "clang" sound.

Her cold eyes were full of hatred. He was no longer Feng Yunmo's gentle elder brother.

"Feng Shaohua, let me ask you again, will you come back or not? If you don't come back, you will die by my sword today. If you come back, I can save your body."

"Yun Mo, it's useless, you can't kill him." Mo Wuhen shook his head.

The Heaven-Destroying Sword exudes red light.

She raised her hand, pointed her sword at the sky, and swore: "Very good, then, from now on, Feng Shaohua is dead, Mo Wuhen, and I swear to be incompatible with you!"

"No, Yun Mo, you can't do this to me, I'm your brother!"
Chapter completed!