Chapter 803

"Half a month, if it's fast." Cangyuan thought about time.

"Well, I'll be ready for it during this time." Ling Chuxi calculated the time, and would not miss visiting the major gates. He was just in time to collect Cangyuan's residual meaning before that time, so as to avoid a long night's dream.

After that, Cangyuan disappeared in the falling dust sword. After a while, a few dark brown spots were seeping from the snow-white sword. It was obvious that Cangyuan Jianling was refining the falling dust sword again to clear the impurities in it.

Duan Xiaomo closed his eyes tightly and could not wake up for a moment.

When he suddenly recovers his memory, he also needs some time to adapt. Although his emotion is not complete, the death of his parents will surely leave some shadows in his heart. He can not bear the pain of losing his parents at a young age, and it is impossible to be as calm as he seems.

Looking at the slightly frowned eyebrows in the deep sleep, Ling Chuxi touched his cheek with pity, covered the quilt for him, and didn't wake him up.

Ling Chuxi used to think that his life experience was rough, but compared with Duan Xiaomo, he felt that he was actually lucky.

After all, his parents are still alive, there is hope that his relatives will meet again, and there is a big brother who has been caring for himself in his own way though he is not around.

Think of big brother, Ling Chuxi's mouth showed a warm smile, do not know where the elder brother is now, strength and progress? Ling Chuxi secretly made a decision, and so on the collection of jindanzong this Cangyuan residual meaning, the first to visit liuyunzong.

The night was cold, and the window was filled with chills. Duan Xiaomo turned over and stuck tightly to Ling Chuxi's side. His eyebrows were also stretched out, and he had a very sweet sleep.

Ling Chuxi didn't feel sleepy, so she figured out the Cangyuan seven swords that Cangyuan Jianling had just used. After practicing for so long, she thought she had already understood it, but after seeing the meaning of Cangyuan's sword, she knew that the mystery of the sword was beyond her imagination.

Immersed in the sword, Ling Chuxi's mind gradually fell into emptiness.

As the sky became clear, Ling Chuxi stepped out of practice and opened his eyes. He saw Duan Xiaomo awake and sat quietly beside him without saying a word. His eyes were empty and confused, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Xiaomo, are you awake? How are you feeling? " Ling Chuxi holds the hand of small ink to ask a way.

"Well." Duan Xiaomo nodded. Although he was still expressionless, Ling Chuxi could feel his attachment to himself.

"Chu Xi, Xiao Mo, what's up?" At this time, the voice of Duan Feiyu trembling slightly came from outside.

Ling Chuxi remembered that there was a Dharma protector standing outside. Xiaomo had a good sleep and practiced for a while, but the Dharma protector stood all night.

When he opened the door, he saw Duan Feiyu's face turned white with cold, and the frost on his head was like that of a Pulsatilla. Although the holy land of zongmen was separated from the outside world by the array, the temperature was still very low at night. In order to protect Ling Chuxi's Dharma, Duan Feiyu did not dare to use all his strength to resist the cold. He was so frozen that his whole body was stiff and his limbs twitched. Now he could not help it.

"It's no big deal at the moment." Ling Chuxi was a little embarrassed. Cangyuan had been cured for a long time, but she forgot that she was still standing there, which made him blow the cold wind for most of the night.

Duan Feiyu looked at Duan Xiaomo and found that his state was very different from that before. Although there was no expression on his face, he could no longer see the empty and confused color in his eyes.

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