Jinwangfu Shaohua Temple.

"This god has been with you for thousands of years, and now you have betrayed the Six Realms and ended up with the destruction of your soul, which can be regarded as atoning for your sins, and this remaining broken soul will enter the realm of emptiness, whether it is condensed or annihilated, it depends on your own creation. ”

On the dark night, Nan Jue was dressed in purple, put the broken soul in his hand into the void realm, sighed, and turned to leave.

At this time, Luo Jiwen, who dreamed of this scene, was sweating profusely, her brows were furrowed, and she seemed to be suffering from torture and pain.

Qingwang Mansion.

"Ah Yue. ”

Tang Qingzhan struggled fiercely in the dream, seeing Luo Xingyue being swallowed by the whirlpool behind him little by little, helpless and panicked eyes, flustered hands, and urgent and urgent needs, little by little magnified in his eyes, but at this moment he was unable to move, his feet were as heavy as lead, and he couldn't move half a step, no matter how anxious he was in his heart, he couldn't do anything, watching Luo Xingyue slowly disappear.

Tang Qingzhan grabbed the quilt beside her hard, her body stiffened, as if she had fallen into a nightmare.

King Jin's Mansion Frost Heng Water Pavilion.

A piece of snow white, a piece of transparency, and the flowers embroidered on the handkerchief given by Luo Xingyue that day are exactly the same, crystal clear, beautiful in a flash, fireflies flying, jumping gently, the scenery is picturesque.

It's just that this piece of crystal clear scenery, but after a while, gradually dyed scarlet, from the tip of the petals, slowly spreading, dyeing the flowers, dyeing the branches, dying the land, when everything is in the scarlet, the ice blue fairy, between stopping, that moment of turning, the eyes are miserable, the smile at the corner of the mouth, dry and obsessed.

Tang Jinyu slowly raised her palm, looking at the blood on her hands, she couldn't stop trembling, and when she looked at the ice blue fairy again, there was nothing but scarlet.

Xinuan Pavilion in Luoning County Mansion.

Luo Xingyue really felt that the loss of blood in his body, not in a hurry or slowly, the sound of the wind when he fell poured into his ears, whirring, why did he feel like this, it was so terrible.

There was a blur in front of me, except for black and black, the fleeting light, as if it had never appeared, in the darkness, from life to death, never got rid of.

"Don't, I don't, where is this, why is it so terrible, who will save me, who will save me. ”

Luo Xingyue's shout was getting farther and farther away, farther and farther away, but in this black world, there was no response, not even a little wave, this hoarse shout was just gone with the wind, leaving no ripples.

The scene in the dream is just the cause of the previous life, falling into the unfathomable fetters, the more you want to escape, the more difficult it is to extricate yourself, the four of them are looking for it in the dream, like a cinnabar mole, a thorn in the eyebrows, falling into the soul, sooner or later to be remembered.

Outside the window, the morning sun was gradually rising, and the four of them suddenly woke up from a dream, breathing rapidly, with tears in their eyes, as if they had nothing to do with themselves, as if they had something to do with themselves, and the reason was nothing more than destroying the world.

Luo Xingyue exclaimed and got up, and Qingying, who was guarding the side, hurriedly asked, "Miss, but you have a nightmare?"

Luo Xingyue looked at everything in front of him blankly, until he found that everything around him was so familiar, and then he slowly stabilized his mind, "It's nothing." ”

Qingying tidied up the curtain tent and said softly, "Today is the day to enter the palace of King Jin, and the slave maid is waiting for the young lady to freshen up." ”