Legend of Swordsman Chapter 4381: Good wind relies on strength

Creation? "

Leng Rushuang heard the words for a moment, then a little confused: "Senior, please tell me more."

Bai Mao's ancestor nodded and replied: "The old man has a way to save Jian Wushuang, and that is to use the blood of the old man as a guide to make him change blood and awaken the indomitable body. Once Jian Wushuang can awaken the indomitable body, The origin of life will tend to eternity, truly immortal, he will survive.

However, the old man needs to remind you that even if you are a tyrant, there is a tyrant blood in your body, and you want to awaken the tyrant, it is only a 1 in 10,000 chance, not to mention the sword is not yet available The bloodline of the tyrant body is only based on the bloodline of the old man. Once he awakens the tyrant body and fails, he is afraid that he will fall down immediately. "

After speaking, the white-haired ancestor stopped talking, but stared coldly at frost.

He considers himself to have done this step, and the rest is left to him to decide.

Leng Rushuang heard the expression for a while, then took a deep breath, and thanked in reply, "Thank you for mentioning this, but this matter is very important. I want to think about it first."

"This is nature."

Bai Mao's ancestor nodded, smiled slightly, then got up and left the ice cave, and Ren Lengrushan weighed the pros and cons himself.

After the ancestor Bai Mao left, the ice cave suddenly became silent.

Leng Rushuang stood beside Jian Wushuang, his thumb with a gentle divine power, wiped off the thin frost on Jian Wushuang's face, his expression was bewildered.

She wants Jian Wushuang to come alive, but she is more afraid that the mystery will fail. Jian Wushuang fell directly and left him.

Her heart is like swinging on a swing.

"Fu Jun, what do you say I should do ....."

Cold as frost murmured, put his head on Jian Wushuang's chest, listening to Jian Wushuang's weak heartbeat.

Time passes slowly, one day, two days, three days ...

Since the white-haired ancestor came in and said that day, he has never stepped into the ice cave again.

The Overlord came in a few times, and tried to say something, but was swallowed by him. Finally, he just looked at Jian Wushuang for a while and then left.

A year has passed.

In this snow and ice forbidden area, there is no night and day, and it will always be white, and the concept of time cannot be distinguished.

Leng Rushuang is like a sculpture, forgetting to practice and practicing, so he stubbornly stood by Jian Wushuang.

Her heart is struggling. If she does not use mysteries, one day sooner or later, Jian Wushuang will really leave him, and if she uses her mysteries, although Jian Wushuang may be awake, or even further, but has a greater Possibly, death.

Then, it is equivalent to killing her close lover herself.

This, how can you bear it?

Time, just spend it in thinking, until one day, when the cold frost saw Jian Wushuang's hair, slowly turning to gray, she couldn't help it anymore.

"Fu Jun, I think if you can make your own choice, you will choose to fight once?"

At this moment, Leng Rushuang remembered a lot of things, remembered that Jian Wushuang turned to battle for three thousand miles, and one sword was once a million division.

Remembering the countless counterattacks of Jian Wushuang, I broke and stood!

At this moment, the tentacles in her heart finally tilted towards the side of ‘mystery’.

"Fu Jun, if you are awake, you will naturally be happy, but if you fail to wake up and die, then I will be as cold as a frost, but just accompany you to death, what fear?"

"Shangqiongbi fell into Huangquan, and I'm as cold as frost to run with you, I will never regret it!"

There was a wave of firmness in her cold, frosty eyes, taking a deep breath, and striding out of the ice cave.

Outside the ice cave, Bai Mao's ancestor is sitting in front of a thousand feet of frozen lake, holding a bamboo pole, and fishing quietly.

Hearing the frosty footsteps, Bai Mao's ancestor did not turn back, and said lightly, "Girl doll, are you ready to make a decision?"

Leng Rushuang nodded his head and said firmly, "Also ask my predecessors to perform magical powers and save my husband!"

"Do you really regret it?"

"No regrets!"

"Good."

A smile appeared on Bai Mao's ancestor's face, shook his fishing rod, and stood up.

"Then ... let's get started."

The white-haired ancestor strode into the ice cave, followed by the overlord and cold as frost.

"You don't need to come in, just wait for the old man outside."

The Overlord and Leng Rushuang heard each other and stopped.

The snow and ice outside the ice cave are getting bigger and bigger, and there is a great deal of momentum.

Overlord and cold as frost start to wait quietly.

In the ice cave.

The white-haired ancestor stood with his hands in his hands, glanced at the sword Wushuang lying on Wanzai Xuanbing, and mumbled to himself:

"The good wind relies on my strength to send me to Qingyun. Little man, the old man will give you this good fortune. Whether you can go straight to Qingyun depends on your own ability."

"Don't let my husband down."

Oh! !! !!

Instantly, the white-haired ancestor was covered with golden light, all white hair was scattered, revealing a magnificent and majestic body.

His eyes are like fire, his blood is exuberant, and his body is full of golden light, just like the gold armored war **** who stepped out from nine days.

The next moment.

His index finger points out, and he presses suddenly to the center of Jian Wushuang's brows.

A trace of golden blood broke through his fingertips, entered the heart of Jian Wushuang's eyebrows, and was quickly absorbed.

With the ancestor blood of Bai Mao's ancestors absorbed, I saw Jian Wushuang's pale and bloodless face, and suddenly there was a faint redness, gray hair, and black again.

In contrast, the white-haired ancestor's originally burly and tall body slowly dries up, and his original radiance like daylight gradually diminishes.

Do you want a few drops of sperm blood to dominate the world, reverse life and death, and reshape the origin of life?

Bai Mao Patriarch has to pay far more than telling the Overlord!

Time is long, years are long, and in the blink of an eye, it is years later.

click.

The gate of the ice cave opens, and Bai Mao's ancestor stepped out of the ice cave.

"Women, my husband has ten good-looking magic pills here. You swallow a sword Wushuang every other day. As to whether he can wake up, it depends on him."

The tiredness in Bai Mao's ancestor's eyes was hard to hide, and he waved away, took out a jade bottle, and said.

"Thank you for your help! My husband and I have no teeth to remember!"

Cold as frost, she was overjoyed. After taking the jade bottle, she made a loud noise towards the white-haired ancestor.

"No need."

The white-haired ancestor shook his head, then stepped on it and disappeared in front of them.

I did n’t say much as cold as frost, and quickly entered the ice cave.

I saw Jian Wushuang lying on the ice bed. Although he was still not awake, the look on his face was no longer pale, but a little ruddy.

Ten days later, as cold as a frost, he took a longan-sized Dan Wan from the jade bottle, and carefully inserted it into Jian Wushuang's mouth.

Then she waited for Jian Wushuang's transformation.

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