The moment Ji Mingyue fell from the sky above the valley, everyone was fleeing in a hurry, and the Immortal Yuan Conference was divided into winners and losers when they met, and the loser was either forced to crush the jade talisman and withdraw from the Xianyuan Conference before his life was threatened, or he was killed on the spot, and Ji Mingyue was the first person worthy of the three thousand disciples in this secret realm.

Zong Yan's jade talisman was already in his hand, and at the moment of crushing, the bright moonlight was magnificent, and the moonlight froze everyone like ice.

Even Ye Gushan, who was known as the first person among the disciples of the Luofu Condensation Vein, was frozen into a sculpture without any resistance under this move. The blue-dyed mosquito green mist was also frozen in the air, turning into a non-threatening mist.

Everyone saw the horror in each other's eyes. They are all personal disciples and geniuses in their respective sects, and they have lived in the affirmation and preferential treatment of their teachers since they were children. Even if he had heard of Ji Mingyue's horror in the rumors before, he wouldn't believe it, but he didn't even have time to resist when he saw it, so he was frozen by Yuehua and let the mermaid flesh......

And Ji Mingyue didn't even look at them.

He was still wearing the white clothes that belonged to the Qionghua Palace, his hair was silver, as if he was wearing a piece of moonlight, his face was handsome and indifferent, and his expression was as solemn as a god, as if he was looking down on all beings from the outside world all the time.

He slowly landed in front of Yan Feiwen.

If anyone pays attention, they should find that this is the first time he has entered the secret realm, and he has actually stepped on the ground, instead of being suspended in the air with the power of Yuehua.

Yan Feiwen looked at him calmly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he always had a smile, but never before, his smile would be as heartbreaking and gentle as this moment.

He seemed to sigh softly and said weakly, "You're here." ”

However, his smile didn't seem to have any effect on Ji Mingyue, the fatal wound on his chest, the bloody Tsing Yi all over his body, and the dying condition, Ji Mingyue seemed to be indifferent, he just stood there with his hands on the sidelines, looking at Yan Feiwen coldly, as if the life or death of the whole person had nothing to do with him.

"You're going to die. He calmly told Yan Feiwen.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Yan Feiwen's mouth.

"Yes," he coughed, but instead he vomited a mouthful of blood, choking on the foam of blood. However, Ji Mingyue didn't pay attention to what he meant, he just raised his hand, and all the metal blades in those formations retreated.

The moment the blade was pulled out of his chest, Yan Feiwen's whole body twitched, and the bruises on his forehead burst out, even for a killer, such a sharp pain was too terrifying.

He lay on his knees weakly, and it took him a long time to recover, so long that many people thought he was dead. When he was lying on the ground, Ji Mingyue had been standing beside him, looking at him quietly. In fact, his character is actually a bit deviant to describe it as indifferent, more like a kind of cruelty that does not understand the world, because he is indifferent to the emotions of the world, so it is particularly cruel.

Yan Feiwen was used to this kind of cruelty.

Speaking of which, they actually grew up together since childhood, as early as many years ago, they called Qionghua Palace Shuangbi, and they all said that Qionghua Palace has these two disciples, and they will shine in the future. It stands to reason that there is some affection between the brothers and sisters who have grown up together since childhood. It's a pity that he met Ji Mingyue.

Yan Feiwen slowly climbed up with a broken boulder, lying on it, his originally dashing and graceful green clothes were already stained with blood and mud, he looked so wolfy, but even at this time, he was still smiling.

He gently stretched out his hand towards Ji Mingyue.

"Xiao Mingyue, come over a little. He smiled sadly: "Don't be afraid, you see, I'm going to die." ”

I don't know if it's to prove that I'm not afraid, Ji Mingyue actually walked over, although he just stood indifferently and refused to even bend over on the spot.

Yan Feiwen raised his hand with difficulty, his hands were stained with blood, compared to Ji Mingyue's face that could not be desecrated.

But Ji Mingyue didn't hide.

The moonlight shone on his face, and he had the most beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and the most merciless eyes. Qionghua Palace's white bone contemplation method, ruthlessness, and cutting off mortal dust, made him the most powerful and beautiful ice sculpture in the world, praised and aweed by the world.

However, on the side of his face, there was a small red mark, which was very faint, so faint that no one in this world would notice it except Yan Feiwen.

Yan Feiwen's fingers were shaking from excessive blood loss, but he was careful not to touch his cheek.

He said, "You're hurt. ”

Ji Mingyue pursed his lips, he rarely had an expression in his life, and even such a slight movement seemed to have suddenly come to life.

"I encountered a mountain last night, there is poison ivy on the mountain, and there is a cave, there are demons in the cave, I killed the demons, and I didn't hide from the poison ivy. ”

Yan Feiwen laughed weakly.

His eyes reflected the moonlight, and he was as gentle as the best lover in the world.

"Are there a lot of girls from Nanyao Island on that mountain, and do they praise you for looking good?"

Ji Mingyue shook her head.

"They don't have a chance to speak. He said.

Yan Feiwen laughed helplessly.

He seemed to be unable to support it anymore, touched Ji Mingyue's cheek, and left a few bright red blood stains on it, these blood were still warm, every drop was cut out of his heart, but it was difficult to melt the ice under this perfect skin, even an inch......

Even an inch is fine.

"Mingyue, ah......" He sighed sadly, obviously laughing, but as if he was going to cry out in the next moment, his eyes were so gentle, but so sad, he called Ji Mingyue's name softly: "Mingyue, ......"

Ji Mingyue's inky black pupils looked at him quietly, these eyes were as cold as ice, over the years, he had seen the most strange weapons, the sharpest flying swords, but no weapon hurt him the most as these eyes.

He is his hopeless dream, the most reluctant life.

The broken iron fan that had been thrown in the mud slowly floated, covered with blood and mud, and Yan Feiwen reached out and held the cold iron fan, blocking the cloud mirror's view.

The hollowed-out fan page unfolded, like a round and a half moon, he hid behind the iron fan and gently kissed Ji Mingyue's cheek.

His lips were soft and cold, as if he was going to die quietly in the next second. But he looked at Ji Mingyue's eyes, as if he was still the same Yan Feiwen who secretly crawled into his bedroom when he was seven years old, holding his red palm, and gently blowing on him.

"Kiss it, and it won't hurt. He laughs.

Something gradually floated in Ji Mingyue's eyes, but it was too slow, too slow, what a pair of beautiful eyes, Yan Feiwen gently stroked his eyelashes with his fingers, he was the only one in the world who dared to do this.

It's just, it's too slow.

Dirty skin, * mortal fetus, after a hundred years, ashes and smoke. I'm afraid that you will eventually become an immortal and become a saint, but you will be alone like this until eternity.

Yan Feiwen felt that his body was gradually becoming heavy, but his consciousness seemed to be floating upward, and even those who were close at hand could not see clearly, as if the world was gradually getting dark.

He only heard Ji Mingyue's voice, which seemed to come from a long distance, and he asked himself, "Are these people hurting you?"

Yan Feiwen lay weakly on Ji Mingyue's broad shoulders, the wound was burning and aching, and the blood was about to run dry, he had walked through many mountains and seas over the years, killed many people, he often bandaged his wounds alone in the dark, but there had never been a moment when he was so wronged as now.

He said, "yes." ”-

When Ji Mingyue raised her hand, the heavens and the earth seemed to be illuminated by the bright moon, and even many people in front of the cloud mirror were instantly blind.

A tremendous force struck, as if from the sky, and as if from the center of the earth. In an instant, it seemed that even time and space were twisted by this huge force, and the entire valley was cracked, revealing the twisted rock formations below, countless towering trees fell down, and even the waterfall in the depths of the valley was instantly cut off.

Ye Gushan's body burst out with a golden light, he is a personal disciple of Luofu Mountain, naturally he entered the secret realm with the life-saving magic weapon given by the teacher, but unfortunately the moonlight filled the heaven and earth, the golden light could not support it, and it exploded at the moment of lighting, he escaped from Sanzhang, and was slapped to the ground from the air by tidal gravity, and had no choice but to crush the jade talisman and withdraw from the Luofu secret realm.

The other two weren't as lucky as he was.

At the moment of life and death, the blue dye burst out with amazing potential, and the green mist composed of poisonous mosquitoes spun wildly, getting rid of Yuehua Control zhì and enveloping her in it, and the poisonous mosquitoes collided with each other to bring a whirlwind, trying to isolate the gravitational pull of the tide. She didn't even have the idea of escaping, she hid directly in the poisonous mosquitoes and crushed the jade talisman, but unfortunately she was still a step slower, and the tide directly crushed the poisonous mosquito on the left side of her body, and screwed off her left arm.

And Zong Qing and Zong Yan's life-saving formations could not absorb spiritual power at all when they were shrouded in the bright moonlight. At the moment of life and death, Zong Yan broke free from the shackles of the moonlight and directly grabbed Zong Qing in front of him, but unfortunately the tidal gravity directly acted on every inch of flesh and blood in the human body, and the two brothers were twisted off their spines together, and they were stuck on the ground like wooden dolls.

"Senior Sister Qionghua!"

"Gu Shoot Fairy!"

"Gu Shoot Fairy, you! Ji Mingyue is your personal disciple! Our five major sects are in the same spirit, how can he do this!"

There was already a quarrel under the stone wall of Luofu Mountain, and the heads of the three sects were all distressed about their own disciples, only the confused Taoist had a premonition, and hid aside with the wine gourd.

In the midst of the noise, a clear humming sound directly suppressed the noise of everyone, and it was the silver bright moon wheel behind the Gu Shooting Fairy, which was emitting a roar like a flying sword, which made everyone's hearts feel terrified, and they all stopped the noise in unison.

Gu Shooting Fairy's expression was condensed like frost, his eyes were full of murderous aura, and he stared at Ji Mingyue in the cloud mirror, and Yan Feiwen who fell in his arms.

I don't know when it began, but the moonlight in the secret realm began to dim, until the whole secret realm was as black as eternal night, and it seemed that all the light had converged in the same place - the valley that had just experienced two great battles.

In the dark valley, the moonlight poured down, all on one man.

Ji Mingyue half-knelt on the ground, holding Yan Feiwen who had passed out in a coma with one hand, and slowly opening his other hand in the moonlight, his fingers were slender, as if they had become transparent in the moonlight, and as if all the moonlight had been drawn into his body. His control power was so great that he even penetrated the Luofu Secret Realm, and even on the Luofu Mountain outside the secret realm, the bright moon instantly dimmed. Tens of millions of viewers under the cloud mirror were in an uproar.

"...... is he" Yuan Xuzi looked at this scene in disbelief: "He is treating Yan Feiwen?"

The bright moon can illuminate an illusion in the world, Yan Feiwen's mirage fails, not only them in front of the stone wall, but also the people in the entire Vermilion Bird Continent who are watching the cloud mirror have seen Yan Feiwen's full picture, and they have all seen Yan Feiwen when he was still in Qionghua Palace, and naturally they have praised his outstanding talent, and they are all deeply impressed by him.

But no matter how talented he is, that's a thing of the past. For Ji Mingyue, Yan Feiwen is already an abandoned son of Qionghua Palace, and he has been banned from his body, and he will not be able to form a golden pill for the rest of his life. Such a waste person, Ji Mingyue sacrificed his cultivation to save him, it really shouldn't be.

There are many dangers in the Xianyuan Conference, and Ji Mingyue's approach is too irrational. Even the most benevolent Luofu Mountain, for the rules of the Xianyuan Conference, it is necessary to distinguish between winning and losing when meeting, and it is not encouraged to be humble to each other. Therefore, even Yuan Xuzi also expressed his disapproval of Ji Mingyue's behavior.

And Gu Shooting Fairy is probably the one who disagrees with it the most.

"Pass my word," she directly summoned the maids of Qionghua Palace who were waiting in the palace: "Qionghua Palace wants Yan Feiwen in the entire Vermilion Bird Continent, and the reward is a fairy flying sword, a spiritual sword book, and come to see it." From now on, if I see this person under the door of Qionghua Palace, there will be no forgiveness. ”