His head turned to one side and seemed to have lost consciousness. At first sight, it was Lang Ying, thanking him for saving, but he quickly stopped and reacted: It was only here that there was only white phase, how could Lang Fire suddenly appear?

Seeing that the original sacred prince of the sacred priest was so smeared with the blood of the patter, the flower city was very angry, his face was angry, and the curvy smothered his hands in the cold.

He said word by word: "Go down."

The head of "Lang Ying" was really back, and opened his eyes, slowly pulling himself out of the sword and falling to the ground.

Fang Cai, after he shattered the wave of the silver butterfly, the silver flashes in the flash, hid under the white gauze of this statue, turned into a look of Lang Ying.

Since he can be transformed into Lang Ying, then he must have seen Lang Ying. Thanks to the pity: "What about real firefly?"

Huacheng said: "Maybe, there is no such thing as 'the real Lang Firefly.'"

If, from the beginning, "Lang Ying" does not exist, but the state of nothing is completely restored, things are well explained. However, thanking her for thinking about the little girl who died in Junshan, I would rather not do this. He quickly thought of another possibility, slowly said: "And maybe... he ate Lang Yao."

The opposite "Lang Ying" body is gradually lengthening and pulling high, and the bandage on the face slowly falls off, revealing the sad face inside, smelling the words, slightly looking up, seems to smile, said: "Guess it."

Sure enough.

After the white phase was dispelled by Junwu, he left a sorrowful soul to wander around the world. I dont know how long it has been floating. I dont know when it was, I found Lang Ying, who is also a ghost.

He must use any method to confuse or deceive Lang Ying, so that Lang Ying promised to let him board on himself. Otherwise, with his remaining weak soul, he may not be able to swallow Lang.

After he sticks to Lang Ying, he slowly recovers. The final result is the way that Xie Li and Huacheng see at the moment. The ghost eats the ghost, and the white does not have the opposite of the host. Just like He Xuan ate the vernacular true fairy, Lang Ying became his vassal.

Not a moment, "Lang Ying" has completely turned into a white appearance. Huacheng stared at him and said: "Why did Lang Ying promise you to borrow his spirit?"

It should be noted that this kind of thing is similar to a stranger asking for open your door and let me go in and eat and live with you. Lang Sui Hao is also a ghost who has lived for hundreds of years. Although he is afraid of shrinking, he is not stupid. White has no phase temperature: "Of course I can answer you. However, you are sure of the person next to you, would you like me to say it here?"

Huacheng looked to the side. The look of thankfulness was slightly weird, but he did not notice his gaze at all. White has no direction and said: "Last name Lang, Yongan, human face disease. Why did you promise me to eat him? Do you still don't know why?"

The face of thankful pity was white, and the back of the hand was raised with blue veins. A sword went and shouted: "Shut up!"

The white has no escape, and the sword is actually a "squeaky" sound that cuts off the long sword held in the hand of his own god.

This is good, the statue of Prince Edward, the sword of the Prince has become a broken sword, and this statue has become a remnant. Thanks to the time when he came back, it was like being poured a cold water. The dead butterfly butterflies were irritated in general, swarming up, and the whites did not make a string of laughter from the cold and the heat. From the tolerance, the sleeves were covered, no longer entangled, and quickly plunged into the darkness. Xie pity looked at the truncated stone sword on the ground, subconsciously to Huacheng Road: "I'm sorry..."

Huacheng interrupted him: "Your Majesty said sorry to me, isn't that funny? He is gone, how?"

Thanks for your pity, and said: "Have you escaped? Can't let him enter the copper furnace!"

The two chased the Wanshen Cave and climbed over the snowy mountains. Just emerging a head, I felt a shake in the mountains. Looking up, the avalanches are more than just the only ones. It seems that what has been buried under the heavy snow is awakened, and it is raging, shaking off the millennium of snow. Thanks for your pity: "Is this still going?!"

Huacheng firmly grasped the hand of Xie's pity and said: "Take me away!"

The two went against the torrent of snow and ice. Although it was extremely difficult and dangerous, almost stepping back three steps, but still avoiding the most violent snow and stone flow and countless pits, rushing out of a road up the mountain.

Finally climbed to the highest point, frozen the top of the mountain, thick frozen, I don't know how many layers, thank you for feeling a little faster to slip a little faster, but Huacheng took him steady and did not fear. The two came to the crater, and the mountain pass was like a giant mouth roaring to the sky, very spectacular. Looking down, it was dark. I don't know if it is an illusion. In the deepest part, there is a red light that bursts into the horror. Xie pity is somewhat inexplicable, hold your head and fight, let it be blown away by the wind and snow, said: "Has he already gone in?"

Huacheng only glanced at it and he smiled and said: "I have already entered."

How come you see?

"The copper furnace is being closed."

Thanks for the pity, I was caught off guard: "What happened? It was closed so soon? Isnt it necessary to get in a few ghosts to start killing?"

Huacheng Road: "That is the general situation. But if the copper furnace thinks that the entrant has great potential to break through the copper furnace, and the ghost has asked him to seal the mountain, it will also be closed." He paused, he said, "In the beginning, I did just that."

Thanks to the pity: "Is it absolutely? The ghost king who has become a must, if you enter the copper furnace again, what will happen?"

Huacheng Road: "Its the same as what the already-rising priest wants to do again."

In other words, stronger is stronger!

If you let the white phase break through this barrier, the consequences are unimaginable.

And when he broke out of the copper furnace and went out of the mountain, the first one to find, it must be thankful!

Staring at the bottomless, endless abyss for a while, thanked slowly and calmly: "Sanlang, I...may go down and make a break."

Huacheng whispered: "Let's go. I will accompany you."

Xie pity looked up at him, Huacheng also raised his head, looked at him, raised an eyebrow, and smiled: "It is nothing more than killing an inconvenience, and then breaking through a copper furnace. It is not difficult."

Seeing him so relaxed, thanking the original tightness of the mood can not help but loosen some, a slight smile. Immediately, Huacheng Road: "However, there is something."

Thank you: "?"

He tipped slightly, and Huacheng suddenly took his waist and took it to his arms. The other hand gently lifted his lower jaw, which contained his lips.

The kisses of the wind and snow for a long time, the lips of the two were slowly separated. Xie pity stayed for a while, finally a spirit, woke up, blushing, squinting: "... dry, what suddenly?!"

Although it was not the first time to do this kind of thing, but before they used the grand reasons of "borrowing mana", "difficulty", "inadvertent". Now, when it comes to certain things, these reasons are suddenly exposed to the true face of hypocrisy, and the meaning of such things is not the same. He simply doesn't know where to put his hand. Is he grabbing the arm of Huacheng, or pushing the chest of Huacheng, or blocking the face of Huacheng?

Huacheng was in his ear, and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He whispered: "...I, first borrow a mana to give it to my Highness, in case I need it... Can I accept it?"

Xie pity and unconscious swallowed his throat and stuttered: "Is this, is this a bit? It seems too much... I havent paid off yet..."

Huacheng Road: "Not much. Don't worry. If you have time, you will pay off."

Thanks a lot of chaos, "Hmm er," a few times, just waiting to escape, Huacheng pulled him again, reminded: "His Royal Highness! Where are you going. Direction, wrong."

Thank you for discovering that I actually ran back. I immediately walked back, and my feet still fell on the ice. I quickly held the fight and said, "No, no. I, I am just a little cold, I want to turn a few. Circles, heat up..."

He put the brawl on his back and put it on. Finally, he grabbed the hand of Huacheng and held it tightly. The two stood side by side, looking at the huge abyss below.

Huacheng tone casually said: "After the solution, I will show my brother the most satisfactory statue of my sculpture."

Thanks: "Okay."

After that, the two jumped together.

The whistling wind blew from the ear, and the strong impact was like a huge wave, but the hands of the two were not washed away, but they were tighter.

Who knows, in the air, thankful hand suddenly caught an empty.

It wasn't that he slipped, or was opened by the flower city, but suddenly, the hand that was in his palm disappeared, and there was no entity.

Thanks for the tight heart, shouted: "Sanlang?!"

He was in the midst of a rapid fall, just shouting out the moment before, and the next moment the voice was over a dozen feet away, it sounded unreal. I don't know how long it took, and the pity finally settled down. He immediately stood up and said: "Sanlang?"

No one answered. Only the empty echo told him that at this moment he was in a huge open space.

All sides are dark, only the top, thankful to the top of the head. Above, there is a white sky, which is gradually shrinking. That is the crater of the copper furnace, which is slowly closing.

However, where did Huacheng go?

"Boom", thanked the pity for a palm of his hand, want to take care of what is underneath. However, the darkness is unfathomable, and there is nothing in the fire. The fire seems to be absorbed by the darkness. And he was not careful, did not control the mana, the flame was too high, almost burned his hair, and quickly threw the fire to the side. Coincidentally, the fire just reflected a faint white back not far away. Xie pity was immediately alert, saying: "Who!"

The white back turned and whispered, "You know who I am."

Although the answer, but the muscles on the face of the person did not move.

Because, that is not a face at all, but a mask that is half-smiling and half-smiling.

Xie pity said: "Sanlang!"

Although he couldn't help but feel the horrible back when he saw this face, he was not scared at the moment, but worried. Naturally, no one answered, and the sad and happy face was a little closer to him. "You don't have to shout. The copper furnace is closed. Here, only you and me, there is no third person."

Thanks for the subconsciousness again looking at the sky.

There was a small piece of white sky behind the top, and now that small piece of light has been completely swallowed up by the darkness of the surrounding.

This means that the copper furnace is really closed.

I didnt expect it, but it will become the current situation.

He, no white, two people, was locked in the copper furnace?

Are they two? Why are they two? !

Thanks for the hand and the heart, the sword pointed to the white shadow, said: "What the **** is going on? Is it a ghost you are doing? Others? Where is it now?"

White has no hands and **** in the heart of Jianfeng, and the other hand has bounced on the blade. The sound of "" is crisp and extremely, saying: "Go."

Thanks for seeing this movement, his eyes were cold, and the bones creaked. "You said clearly, what is going away?"

White has no reason to say: "I don't want to follow you, leave, die. Pick one."

"..."

Thanks to the heart is a cold first, then a burst of anger surged, a sword smashed: "You are less nonsense!"

White has no chance to catch Jianfeng again and said: "Okay, okay. I am really talking nonsense. Don't worry, he has been sent outside the copper furnace, even if it is too late to come."

Thanks for the pity, I am not afraid to catch up, as long as the flower city is fine, I am relieved.

White has nothing to say: "But he still doesn't come in. Otherwise, even if he doesn't have that idea now, seeing you later, will you want to follow you, it's hard to say."

"..."

Thanks for being unbearable, and a sword, he said: "Shut up!"

White has never flashed his swords with ease, and thanked him with anger: "I am fed up with you, what do you want! What do you want?" When are you going to wrap me up? Why aren't you dead yet? Why are you coming to the copper furnace!"

White has no reason: "Because you!"

Thanks for the stagnation, he took a breath and said: "What do you mean?"

White replied calmly: "Because you are here, I am here too."

When I heard this answer, the face of thankfulness was somewhat distorted.

However, even if he is angry again, the killing intention is heavy, and the white phase is always like how he can see how his next sword will come out, staggered by a millimeter. The more you pray for the sword, the more you understand the cruel facts:

Can't win!

"Yes." It seems as if he can see his heart, white and nowhere. "You can't win."

As soon as the voice fell, he slashed his hand on the wrist. A sharp pain spread to the whole body, thanking the pity and letting go of the sword, and then he grabbed his hair and smashed into the ground!

The ears creaked, the nose was bloody, and the brain was turbulent.

For a while, thank you for feeling that one hand had lifted his head out of the broken ground, and a voice was on the top: "Poor, poor."

Thanks for giving me a blood, my eyes were blurred by blood and darkness. White has no reason: "Every time I see His Royal Highness, you always look like this. It is heartbreaking and enjoyable."

Xie pity bit a bite of blood, don't let it come out, dumb voice: "...you don't want to be too proud. Now I can't win you, but...someone can. Even if you can go out from the copper furnace, Jun I may not be able to kill you again."

Moreover, there is a flower city!

Who knows, there is no such thing as white: "Who said that it would be me to come out of the copper furnace?"

Hearing words, thank you for your pity.

not him? Not who he will be?

Bai Wuxiang lifted his face and looked at him. He said: "His Royal Highness, I think, you may have misunderstood. There is indeed a place in this copper furnace, but it is not me. It is you. ""

Thanks for the horror: "...What are you talking about? I am not..."

When the voice did not fall, he recollected and was shocked by a cold sweat.

White is irrelevant: "This is the case, congratulations, finally understand my true purpose. Isn't this your favorite 'third way'?"

In the current copper furnace, there is only one ghost and one priest. It seems that there are only two roads. Either the white does not kill him, and then break through the copper furnace; or two people do not want to go out, together forever in this copper furnace.

However, in fact, there is a third road.

As long as thank you for committing suicide immediately, incarnate as a ghost, kill white no phase, he can stand up and break through the copper furnace!

Thanks to pity, it is easy to get back from the shock, saying: "...What do you want to do? You don't have to think about it! Why do you want to do this?! Just to make me a success? I am not as crazy as you! Even if you I want to kill you, I can't win you! If you deliberately lose to me, the copper furnace may not recognize it!"

White has nothing to say: "Yes? You can't win me? That's not necessarily."

Said, he reached out the other hand. With the fire not far away, thank you for seeing it, and there was a mask on the hand, exactly the same as the one on the white face.

White has no reason: "Remember this sad face? It is for you."

Thank you for your eyes wide open.

Fear is like a worm, and it is densely packed. He reluctantly said: "...take it away, take it away... take it away!"

White did not smile, said: "It looks like, the memory of His Royal Highness is not very good. If so, I will help you think about it, okay?"

After the words are finished, they can't help but say that they will combine the pale sorrowful face with the boundless darkness and press down on the face of Xie.