Chapter 252: The Forbidden Art of Burning Life

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Thinking of this, Ning Qingqiu's head hurt even more.

She didn't understand, although this life is indeed fickle, but there is no need to toss her so much, right?

First of all, he was "crossed" like this, and finally accepted his identity, gritted his teeth and entered Qingyun Sect, and before he had a peaceful birthday for two days, he was framed by Zheng Yun.

If she is framed, she will be framed, why do you have to punish her into the back mountain?

Even if he was punished into the back mountain, he was unlucky to the extreme, encountered an aura storm, and then finally the mountain was poor and there was no way out, and the willows and flowers were bright and another village, and he found a temporary shelter in the cave, and before he had time to be happy that he was safe to take a breath, the terrifying wild beast jumped out again.

After the threefold round of the battle, I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect to observe the underground river, so I had no choice but to jump.

As a result, this jump met the clear glass fire.

After absorbing this earth-shattering adventure, before he had time to show his skills, heheda, this was teleported out.

Then, I finally met two powerful and knowledgeable friends, and everyone went on a treasure hunt together, waiting to find the Qijiang Divine Sword, and then ......

Then I encountered such a cheating thing as a teleportation.

The point is that she is already in a critical period to break through, and this is the rhythm of turning her into a waste.

Now, if you really come to another big state......

Forget it, let's wash and sleep.

Ping'an's hand began to loosen little by little, and he was about to lose it.

The man looked at Ning Qingqiu fixedly, and his light brown eyes finally revealed a little shallow sadness.

Then, like a drop of ink dripping onto the white paper, it gradually renders out.

Until the end, the entire pupil is covered.

He said, "We ...... There should be no way to go up. ”

Answered Ning Qingqiu's question.

The girl lowered her head and fell silent.

And then he whispered, "Yes? I think so." ”

Ping An couldn't bear her like this, and then said: "Don't worry, don't give up until the last moment, maybe some miracle will happen." ”

"It's like me, decades ago, I should have died, and I dragged my mutilated body like a dog like this, just to wait for an illusory hope. ”

"When I was not confident in myself, you appeared, saved me, and gave me a second life. ”

Ning Qingqiu was shocked, and then said, "The person who saved you is not me, it's Mingyuan." ”

"Nope. He shook his head, his blood-colored cheeks were hideous, and his smile was really ugly and terrifying, but he tried his best to provoke the curvature of the corners of his mouth, with a faint and gentle light in his eyes, "If it weren't for you, Mingyuan wouldn't have given me a healing pill, you forgot, the condition for saving me is to work hard for you." ”

Ning Qingqiu could feel that the hand he was holding on his waist was like an iron tong, and when he looked at it again, the hand on the mountain wall was already a blur of flesh and blood, revealing a white bone......

He was shaking in pain.

The tip of Ning Qingqiu's nose was a little sour, and his eyes were slightly red.

"The one who saves you is yourself. ”

"If it weren't for your own insistence, how could there be any peace in the world? I just want to save you, and there is no such person left. ”

"When I saw you at the time, I knew that you were a person who refused to admit defeat and did not admit fate, so ...... You let go. ”

"If I hadn't dragged you down, I should have been able to hold it up a little longer, right?"

Ning Qingqiu said lightly, her eyes were clear, and there was a pear blossom-like smile on her lips.

She is not a self-sacrificing virgin, nor is she not cherishing her own life.

It has really come to this point in front of us, so that the heavens should not be called the earth and the earth, and it is better for one person to die than two people to die.

Ning Qingqiu still remembered that Ping An protected her figure when the spatial turbulence hit.

At that time, he was determined to die.

So he's already died for her once, so can there be a second time?

What Ping An owes her has already been repaid.

Now the person who is holding the stone wall is safe, he won't let her go, then the next thing is that the two people fall off the cliff, but with the current physical condition, both of them are in a state of emptiness, and they are currently the same as mortals, if they fall into this bottomless abyss, then they will definitely be crushed.

If Ping An is ruthless and lets go of his hand, he will definitely be able to support it for a while longer, then he may be able to recover a little aura and may be able to survive.

Ping An gritted his teeth, smelling the bloody breath coming out of his nose, and his voice trembled: "What nonsense are you talking about?" Miss Ning...... Peace is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. Not a man of treachery and ingratitude!"

Ning Qingqiu said softly: "I know, but don't forget, you also have a younger sister...... Pingwan is waiting for you. ”

Ping An looked at her for a long time and smiled.

"Even for the sake of Pingwan, I won't let you die. ”

"Now it seems that only one of the two people can live...... I'd rather that person be you. ”

Ning Qingqiu's heart suddenly beat violently.

The wind blew the hair of two men.

Black apricot eyes and light brown eyes look at each other.

It was the first time they had looked each other in the eye so straight.

There was no sadness in Ping'an's eyes, and he even had a smile on his face.

It's like the falling flowers in early spring in March, or the gentle wind at that time.

His lips quirmed slightly.

A series of mysterious words came out of his mouth, smooth, mellow, gorgeous language, which she could not understand, but she understood.

This is the language of monks' magic.

But in general, this is a spell casting process that is completed between minds, and it is basically simply transformed into the name of the move or a few other short words......

Otherwise, you will have to recite such a large section before you start, and this time will be enough for your opponent to cut you into one hundred and eighty paragraphs.

There is hardly such a whole passage of language as peace.

There's only one possibility, and it's powerful.

Ning Qingqiu shouted, "What are you going to do? Ping'an, you stop!"

The two of them kept sliding, and their hands on the rock wall gradually let go.

Ping An didn't hear her words, or he did, but he didn't care, because his mind had been decided.

It was a spell he had learned from an adventure in his youth.

Burn the essence and blood, and bind the soul.

From now on, it will be a disillusionment.

Wiped out between this heaven and earth, never to enter reincarnation again.

Such a terrifying price, in exchange for the application of this spell, is also shocking.

At the cost of the sacrificer's life, cultivation, and soul, a protective shield will be applied to the target of the spell, and the protective strength of this shield is equivalent to the whole body strength of the sacrifice object.

In other words, as long as this technique was blessed, Ning Qingqiu would be protected by an "eggshell" equivalent to the full strength of a Jindan mid-level cultivator.

Duration, seven days and seven nights. (To be continued.) )