Half a month later, Ning Chen's hair began to turn white, not much. There were wisps of snow-colored hair under the black hair, which could only be seen when the cold wind blew.
The fingers of both hands could no longer shed blood, and the same could be said for tearing open the blood scab. Ning Chen cut his right wrist with a swipe of his hand, and finally, blood flowed down again.
There were traces of Ning Chen's blood everywhere on the surface of the lake, but the legendary Rhombus Crystal Flower still didn't appear.
On the twentieth day, the vitality in Ning Chen's body gradually began to fade. His hair no longer turned white, and it was still not too much white hair. The difference was that both black and white hair were dyed with a lifeless gray.
"Ahem"
On Thousand Snow Lake, Ning Chen keeps coughing and has severe pain in his internal organs. Recently, he has been unable to vomit blood.
The dry and cracked skin continued to crack in the cold wind, revealing not blood, but more dry and cracked flesh and bones. The life that relied on Heaven-Revolving Pill was gradually drying up.
The effect of Heart-Severing Grass is getting smaller and smaller. It could last for nearly two days at first, but now it can only last less than one day.
"Your vitality has already begun to fade. The possibility of planting Rhombus Crystal Flower is already very small. If you can't save him (her), you will eventually destroy yourself." Mu Qianshang came again, looking at the bright red lake surface, and said calmly.
Ning Chen smiled tiredly and said nothing.
As long as A'man lives, nothing else matters.
One month later, Ning Chen seemed to have lost all his blood. There was not a drop of blood left on his fingers and wrists.
The bloody scabs on the fingers and wrists were uncovered again. However, after the bloody scabs were uncovered, all that was left was white flesh and bones.
In fact, Ning Chen has already died, but Heaven-Revolving Pill exists, but he cannot die.
If he hadn't been able to die, Ning Chen might really no longer want to live persistently.
The cold wind is biting, Azure Frost Valley, the lonely swordsman is still lying quietly, his black and white cloak is hunting in the wind. On the side, Snow Sword is lying on the sword platform, letting the wind and frost blow. Occasionally, vermilion drips from the tip of the sword, sliding to the ground, dyeing the white snow red.
"Do you want to give up?" Mu Qianshang opened his half-closed eyes, a flash of brilliance flashed in his silver eyes, and whispered.
Without blood to sow, there is no hope.
Suddenly, Mu Qianshang's body trembled violently, and his charming and handsome face changed for the first time.
"Madman" looked back with cold eyes, full of shock.
On Thousand Snow Lake, silver light rose up around Ning Chen, and majestic vitality slowly overflowed from his heart. His long black and white hair swayed in the cold wind. In the dazzling light, a drop of unusually bright red blood flew down and disappeared into the snow. Ning Chen's face instantly turned pale, and no trace of blood could be seen anymore.
This is the essence of the heart. With every drop, Ning Chen can survive to this day because of its unparalleled foundation. At this moment, forcing out the blood of the heart will undoubtedly destroy the foundation.
"Uh"
With a long hum, the vitality around Ning Chen dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his long hair flew into darkness.
The next moment, Houtian Realm Seventh-Rank's cultivation quickly fell, returning to the realm of Fifth-Rank again, and it continued to fall.
Heart-Severing Grass didn't have much left. This time, before he could take it, Ning Chen passed out.
Mu Qianshang was silent, watching the dripping Zhu Yan from Snow Sword, motionless.
Snow Sword lying across the valley is still lying quietly across Azure Frost Valley, like a natural chasm, blocking the boundary between life and death. Outside the valley, the world is cold and warm, and inside the valley, the world is hot and cold. No one knows the life and death of Ning Chen. Living is luck, and dying is fate.
Prince Yue's Estate and Prince Yan in southern Xinjiang continued to live for A'man day by day, and they also waited day after day. One month later, they had not seen the returning figure, and a touch of sadness finally flashed through their always calm eyes.
It has been more than a month and he still failed after all.
Prince Yan sent a letter he had already written. He knew that Ning Chen only had Changsun as an elder in this world, so this time, it was time for Changsun to go over and see him for the last time.
At the same time when the letter was sent, the war that had dragged on for four months between Great Xia North, Northern Mongol Royal Court and Great Xia finally began. Northern Mongol Royal Court, who had been recuperating for seven years, reached a peak of strength. This was Fan Lingyue's seven years of long-sleeved dancing, eclipsing the wise men in the world.
Northern Mongol Royal Court won the first battle. Great Xia Chen Bing Northern Zhangyuan's 100,000 soldiers were mostly killed or wounded, and they retreated to Yan Returning City in embarrassment.
Military Advisor's name spread throughout the world again.
Northern Martial Marquis guards Yan Returning City, and Marquis Qinghe guards Xingchao Pass, blocking the two roads that the Northern Mongolian cavalry must pass through on their way south.
The Yan Returning City garrison, plus the 40,000 soldiers who retreated after the defeat, integrated 170,000 people to directly block the Northern Mongolian army. Marquis Qinghe The 100,000 garrisoned Xingchao Pass brought by Qinghe City were also in a tight formation to prevent the Northern Mongolian army from going around.
The swordsman realizes the sword, Snow Sword flies up and falls into the hands of the swordsman. The world of wind and snow changes instantly, a landscape of ink and wash paintings spreads, the waterfall falls from the sky, the sword tip reaches into the sky, the black mountains and white water are all in the artistic conception of the sword.
The swordsman with amazing talent and beauty wrote the legend. Under the waterfall, the swordsman danced, and with a sword stroke, the snow-colored brilliance cut across the waterfall, and the rushing water suddenly stopped.
After a moment, the swordsman sheathed his sword, his cold eyes flashed with silver light, the landscape and ink painting quickly dissipated, and Azure Frost Valley returned to its original state again.
Azure Frost Valley, Thousand Snow Lake In the center, a figure is sitting in a wheelchair, motionless. Beside him, a beautiful ice flower blooms in the wind. Its bright red heart is as bright as blood. In the wind and snow, the beauty is breathtaking.
Mu Qianshang walked slowly, looked at Rhombus Crystal Flower on the lake, his expression remained unchanged, and with a wave of his hand, Rhombus Crystal Flower turned into a streak of light and flew into his hand.
Outside the valley, the sound of horse hooves was heard, Mu Qianshang frowned slightly, and his figure flashed and disappeared from the center of the lake.
From the carriage with carved railings, a graceful and noble figure walked out, accompanied by a young woman, with an imperceptible sadness on her soft face.
"I'm here to take him home," Changsun said, and immediately walked towards the valley step by step.
Mu Qianshang's eyes narrowed, but he did not stop him. With the dragon, phoenix and pearl emerald crown and the gold dragon and phoenix patterned clothes, there is no doubt that the person coming is Empress, Changsun Wuyou of today's Great Xia.
Thousand Snow Lake Center, Changsun Looking at the sleeping figure in the wheelchair, the sadness in his eyes can no longer be concealed.
"Only in Azure Frost Valley can he live longer," Mu Qianshang came over and reminded him.
"No need, he's been out for too long, it's time to go home," Changsun looked at Ning Chen's gray hair and said calmly.
Qing Ling stepped forward, his delicate hands trembling, and the pain in his heart was speechless. He carefully picked up the latter, a tear flowed out of his eyes unconsciously, and said softly, "Ning Chen, we are going home."
Mu Qianshang stopped talking and watched Changsun and Qing Ling leave with Ning Chen.
Quiet years, ruthless time, Azure Frost Valley, Mu Qianshang left with Snow Sword on his back, all the way towards southern Xinjiang, leaving no trace in the empty valley, only the sound of blowing snow, the blood stains on Thousand Snow Lake's heart have long been submerged by the wind and snow, and no trace can be seen anymore.
He promised him to send Rhombus Crystal Flower to southern Xinjiang.
To the northwest of Great Xia, Qinghe City, a carriage with carved railings passed by, heading towards the Marquis Qinghe mansion.
Marquis Qinghe has sent troops Xingchao Pass. Now, only Marquis Taiping is in charge of the Hou Mansion, and he will soon go to the north of Great Xia.
No one can stop this war. Northern Mongol Royal Court has the existence of Military Advisor, which is so powerful that it is shocking. The once arrogant Great Xia soldiers have been defeated one after another in an extremely embarrassed state.
At this extremely critical moment, bad news came from the west of Great Xia. Eternal Night Divine Cult, the master of the first palace, Night Martial Lord, appeared in the west of Xiling City. Blood-clothed Marquis blocked him and was seriously injured. His life and death were unknown.
The heavy-armored knights of the Divine Religion were led by three peak ninth-level generals. Taking advantage of the moment when Blood-clothed Marquis was seriously injured, they approached Xiling City and would cross the last barrier to the west of Great Xia at any time.
Great Xia The situation is in danger in the blink of an eye. The dynasty that has been invincible for thousands of years is on the verge of collapse.
After a series of bad news, in the Heavenly Edict Hall, the overworked Xia Emperor vomited blood and fainted at the court. Three Grand Ministers, who had always ignored the government affairs, had to come out to take charge of the overall situation, which could stabilize the hearts of the officials in the government and the public.
In the spring of the second year of the New Calendar, this was the most difficult moment in the history of Great Xia. Northern Mongol Royal Court and Eternal Night Divine Cult jointly raised their troops to attack the summer. In the first battle, Great Xia soldiers suffered casualties of 60,000, and one Martial Marquis was seriously injured.
This is an unprecedented humiliation in Great Xia's thousand-year history. The war has just begun, and both soldiers and generals have been completely defeated.
The place where Blood-clothed Marquis and Martial Lord had fought was in ruins. Great Xia's Martial Marquis was not weak, but Martial Lord was the current Foremost Person Under Heaven, and Blood-clothed Marquis was defeated without any suspense.
The undefeated Martial Lord is still invincible in the world. He can hurt few people, and he is not dead after being injured. It can be said to be the strongest force in the world.
There is Military Advisor in the north and Martial Lord in the west. The future of Great Xia seems to be bleak for a while.
Great Xia is showing signs of decline. The forces that have been frightened by Great Xia's force have begun to make moves, and this has become an irreversible trend.
Three days later, Mu Qianshang arrived at Prince Yue's Estate in southern Xinjiang, delivered Rhombus Crystal Flower, and left immediately.
Prince Yan saw Rhombus Crystal Flower, and felt extremely complicated. This flower bloomed too late.
A'man's aura has almost completely dispersed. Even if the flowers bloom, no one knows whether they can be saved.
Prince Yan placed Rhombus Crystal Flower in front of A'man's seriously injured heart, and immediately circulated his true energy, forcing the strange flower grown from blood into the latter's heart. The next moment, Rhombus Crystal Flower bloomed brilliantly, and the flowers bloomed even more brilliantly, dyeing the entire room with a strange blood color.
A'man still hasn't woken up and is unconscious quietly. Prince Yan can do nothing but continue to use his true energy to comb his body every day.
Two days later, Barbarian King arrived. He received the letter sent by A'man. After arriving at Prince Yue's Estate, he realized that he was late.
Barbarian King took A'man away. The arrogant Barbarian Dynasty overlord seemed to have aged ten years in a day, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't even say a word.
At the same time, Marquis Qinghe's house, Ning Chen with gray hair, was also lying on the bed, motionless, with cracks all over his body, and no part of his hands and arms was intact, which was extremely desolate.
Changsun and Qing Ling stood aside quietly, without anyone saying a word.
Time always leaves only names and shows no mercy. Two unconscious figures, one in the Barbarian Dynasty and the other in Qinghe, are thousands of miles apart. They should not meet, and they will eventually go far away...
(ps: Thanks to the second half of the year and Sanqianmo for the 500 reward, keep coding!)