Seeing the figure under the blizzard, Jian Moping burst into tears with excitement. She rushed over and hugged Yi Qianmo, who was covered in wounds. She felt his trembling body, felt the warmth on his body, and the hanging heart fell down.

Although she knew that Yi Qianmo had dragon scales and had the opportunity to withstand this attack, this unknown possibility was too harsh.

Feng Wanli in the distance was stunned.

Although his sword was not the strongest attack, it used all the attacks of the Yuan power. Not to mention Yi Qianmo's fifth level of destiny, even in the Daozang Realm, he would be killed.

But the scene in front of him really made him incredible. Not only did the other party survive, but he was able to stand up, which he never expected.

But in just a moment, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You really surprised me. After taking three moves, you can take the Storm Fruit out of here!"

Feng Wanli did not break the appointment.

Although he didn't want to let Yi Qianmo go, he was a little good, and he would definitely fulfill the promise he made.

Yi Qianmo was seriously injured. The bones in his body were frozen and cracked, most of his blood was frozen, and all his meridians were frostbitten.

But under the protection of Dragon Scale, he took this move, and he also knew that Feng Wanli was not doing his best.

After using all the energy, the opponent easily cut out this sword.

"Walk!"

Yi Qianmo grabbed Jian Moping and said, "Leave here first!"

She nodded, and the two of them were about to leave, when Feng Wanli's voice came again, saying, "You can leave, she can't!"

The two of them were stunned immediately, and Yi Qianmo turned around and said, "I promised that I will take you three swords and you will let us go. Why do you want to cheat?"

"Remember me well. What I said is, if you take my three swords, you can leave with the storm fruit, but she is not included."

Feng Wanli smiled.

Yi Qianmo gritted his teeth and was angry: "You play word games with me!"

“Word game?”

Feng Wanli smiled and said, "That's right, after all, the rules are up to me. If you want to take her away, you can take me with you and take it. If you take it, you two can go together!"

Speaking of this, he smiled, "Of course, you can also walk alone, there are no fragrant grasses everywhere in the world, leaving with the fruit of the storm is your best choice."

The two of them were speechless immediately, but Jian Moping was very straightforward. She looked at Yi Qianmo and didn't give him any time to think about it. She said, "You go, I am the saint of the Tianmen of the Artifact Clan, and my teacher is the leader of the Tianmen. He dare not hurt me!"

Looking at her, Yi Qianmo felt the firmness and determination in her eyes. He could not die here. If he died here, everything he had will be gone!

The Pangu clan has no more days to rise, and he cannot save Yan Taizhen.

But looking at the woman who was exactly the same as Yan Taizhen, she followed her along the way, and the two of them had already cherished each other.

He knew that if Jian Moping was left behind, maybe Feng Wanli would not dare to do anything to her, but the problem was that Feng Wanli had said before that if he wanted to kill them, he could directly seal their true spirits.

No one knows who killed Jian Moping, and her background will naturally be invalid.

"You have a lot to do!"

Jian Moping said, "Don't be stupid. You never like me. You like your wife. It's just because I look exactly the same as her. That's why you struggle and hesitate like this. She is still waiting for you to save her!"

Yi Qianmo gritted his teeth and lowered his head. He could make any decision quickly and decisively, but this time he became extremely hesitant.

Crushing the talisman is naturally the best choice, but once Feng Wanli senses it, he may kill him immediately, so they have no chance to wait for his teacher to arrive.

At this moment, Yan Taizhen took out a storage ring and said, "This is the treasure you gave me. Remember, I have invested in it, and the Pangu tribe also has one of mine!"

She stuffed the storage ring into Yi Qianmo's hand and said, "Go away quickly, don't be so stingy, make me look down on you, go and do your thing. Remember, everything you firmly believe is right, and everything you do is right. Even if the whole world disdains, I still believe you, if..."

Speaking of this, Jian Moping smiled, "If you can remember me as much as you remember her, then I will be satisfied!"

Her smile made Yi Qianmo's heart thorny. He recalled the last day and night with Yan Taizhen. This was how she was, smiling in his arms and turning into dust.

They are so similar, even their smiles are so similar!

He grabbed Jian Moping's storage ring, pushed her away from his arms, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, you're right. I still have a lot of things to do. I can't stay here, I'm sorry... I'm really sorry..."

He lowered his head and did not dare to look at Jian Moping's eyes. He held Jian's hand and trembled slightly. He did not dare to look at her, because he was afraid that he would not be able to help but feel soft.

When Jian Moping heard his words, she felt like her heart was shattered. This was the first time she felt the heartache. When she left the weapon clan, the teacher once told her that feelings are the most useless thing in the world.

It will only make people feel heartbroken and painful!

She thought she would never have any feelings. She was a weapon clan, with a true spirit body, and those biological emotions of the body and mortal fetus had nothing to do with her.

Until she met the person in front of her, she unconsciously wanted to get close to him and be with him. No matter what she experienced, she would feel comfortable.

It was not until this moment that the feeling of loss turned into pain that she realized that it was really painful.

She opened her mouth, trying to comfort Yi Qianmo, and wanted to say, "It's okay, it's okay, go and do your business."

But when the words came to her mouth, she couldn't say it. At this moment, she realized that liking someone was not selfless dedication, but hoped that he would not leave and hope that he would stay by his side forever.

She opened her mouth and wanted to keep it, but before she could say it, Yi Qianmo spared her and passed by her.

At that moment, she felt someone was using a knife to suck her heart. She stretched out her hand at Yi Qianmo's back as she left, her eyes full of despair.

"Honey and wife are birds in the same forest, and they fly away when the disaster comes!"

Feng Wanli looked at the scene in front of him and said with a smile, "It's wonderful, it's so wonderful. Unexpectedly, the dignified saint of the weapon clan would be abandoned. If it is spread, I wonder how many monks will sigh for it!"

Jian Moping couldn't hear it. She lowered her head and bent down. Her body trembled in pain. Tears couldn't stop falling to the ground, but she didn't cry.

She was afraid that Yi Qianmo would turn around.

But he didn't look back after all, but he stopped. He held the sword in both hands and was pointed at her and said, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I can't do it!"

Yi Qianmo gritted his teeth, and all the hesitation dissipated at this moment. He faced Feng Wanli and said coldly, "I will not let the same thing happen to me for the second time. People live in the present. I want my tribe to rise and I want her to come back, but I want you to be safe and sound, even if there is only a little possibility, I want it!"
Chapter completed!