Through the blood-red night, the elder of the Library Hall was shocked when he saw the woman who suddenly appeared under his sword, and hurriedly dropped the sword that stopped falling rapidly.

The sharp sword that shook the white light suddenly stopped, and the sword body kept trembling, shaking out a series of rain, fluttering on the resolute girl.

Lin Xiaomu opened her arms, tilted her head slightly, and calmly stared at the sharp sword hovering between her eyebrows, and on her beautiful face, there was no trace of weakness or fear.

Lin Xiaomu slowly looked at the elder holding the long sword, his expression was extremely complicated, bright tears flashed in his eyes, and he didn't open his mouth to speak, just shook his head vigorously.

The elders of the three halls, the three old men who had lived for several years, almost at the same time, showed puzzled eyes.

In their minds, Lin Xiaomu is a rare genius, a cultivator with no distractions, and an obedient girl.

But what she did now made these three old men who had lived for a hundred years feel very confused.

The Elder of the Library Hall sighed, quietly put down the sword in his hand, shook his head with a sad face, and asked flatly, "This person is worthy of you." ”

Lin Xiaomu nodded calmly.

Under the dim blood-colored moonlight, illuminating her beautiful face, at this moment, her expression was extremely strange, and there was an irreversible firmness in the thick of sorrow.

The Elder of the Library Hall looked even more serious, feeling the two auras in the sky becoming more and more powerful, and he knew that he couldn't delay any longer.

"Don't forget that you are a disciple of the Jingshe Immortal Sect, we grew up watching, don't forget your original intention...... How can you be so obsessed?...... Get out of the way!"

The tone of the elder of the library hall was full of toughness, and there was no room for turnaround.

"Lin Er has not forgotten, Lin Er is sorry for the teachings of your uncles for many years, and I ask you to let go of your tears...... I promise he's not a bad guy. ”

Lin Xiaomu's lips trembled and he said this sentence, and his expression became even more desperate.

"And said that you didn't forget, you dodged me. The elder of the Library Hall just wanted to push Lin Xiaomu away, but he didn't want Lin Xiaomu to plop down and fall to the ground.

The elders of the three halls were stunned almost at the same time.

Lin Xiaomu kowtowed three times, each of her entire cheeks was pierced into the rain, and a blood mark appeared on her forehead, which showed the strength of her kowtow.

The elder of the Library Hall had a look on his face full of anger, and said coldly, "Do you know what you are doing now? ”

"I once set my goal to become the number one cultivator in the world, and I haven't forgotten it. Lin Xiaomu paused, turned his head to look at Mu Na, who was struggling in pain and was pressed by the powerful aura, and continued:

"I also know what I'm doing now. I have lived up to the teachings of my uncles and uncles, and I also know the rules of the Jingshe Immortal Sect, and I will return all the skills given to me by my masters and uncles today. ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Xiaomu calmly looked up at the sky, and the rushing rain slapped on her face, making her feel extremely cold and desolate, and said with sadness: "Don't practice, don't practice." ”

In just six words, it reveals an extraordinary desolation, and there is a trace of irreversible firmness in that desolation.

According to the rules of the Jingshe Immortal Sect, once the rules of the sect are violated, you must depose your cultivation and be expelled from the sect. And isn't what Lin Xiaomu is doing at the moment a violation of the door rules?

It's just that she wants to voluntarily dissipate her cultivation and completely break away from the Jingshe Immortal Sect in this way, so that she won't hesitate between the two.

Looking back on the practice of more than ten years, I have today's skills, and I choose to disperse in a moment, which is indeed extremely reluctant.

But in the end, she still has to choose between the two, but in the end, the young man with a hippie smile always occupies the whole part of her heart, and it seems that she can never get rid of it.

Even though she knew that she couldn't change anything by doing this, she still couldn't help but do it.

She wants to at least die together, it is better than living a sad and desperate lonely life.

Lin Xiaomu resolutely chuckled, forcibly reversing the qi in his body, wanting to waste his cultivation.

When the elders of the three halls saw this, they were all shocked, and the judge decided that the elders would lock Lin Xiaomu's shoulders and throw her out violently.

Then, with a flick of the elder's fingertips, an invisible air pressure enveloped Lin Xiaomu's body, making it difficult for her to move.

Without the slightest hesitation, the elder of the Ruling Hall quietly held his sword, took a step forward, calmly looked at the ink tears who were lying on the ground, and slowly raised the sword in his hand.

The sharp sword glowing with cold light quietly hovered above Mo Tear's head, seemingly thin and fragile, but it was enough to cut off Mo Tear's head.

"Please, let him go, let him go~"

Lin Xiaomu resisted hard, struggled desperately, and wailed with all his might...... In the end, it turned into a hoarse and faint begging.

Lin Xiaomu's heart-rending roar and pleas did not shake his determination to rule the hall elders to kill people after all.

The cold sword cut through the wind and rain, and a sword rolled up a thousand waves, whistling away, bringing out a wonderful arc in the pouring rain.

Mo Tear tilted his head fiercely, and the cold light enveloped all his blood-red pupils.

Mo Tear quietly closed his eyes, closed his eyes for a moment, and all he saw was Lin Xiaomu's frightened and sad expression.

Dead or not, won't there be more people sacrificing for themselves?

It's good to be dead! People in the world can live in peace and stability.

Just sorry, those who once died for me.

At the last moment of his life, Mo Tear was full of these thoughts in his mind.

What's going on? Doesn't it hurt at all?

Could it be that the speed of that sword was so fast that he didn't feel a little pain?

......

In this curiosity, Mo Tear opened his eyes, and what he could see in his eyes was an unexpected scene.

A woman with a Zhuo Yan figure stood calmly in front of him, smiled slightly, and stretched out a hand as white as jade.

Mo Tear looked down the palm of his hand, and a familiar face appeared in front of him, and he rubbed his eyes, looking a little incredulous.

What Mo Tear saw was her mother, but it was different from what she had seen in the past, Fang Xiaomei was now emitting a pink glow, not dripping in the pouring rain.

Mo tear grabbed Fang Xiaomei's hand, quickly stood up, and hugged Fang Xiaomei tightly, he reacted after a while, and immediately blocked in front of his mother, but he didn't find the three old men.

The coercion that had just suppressed them and made it difficult for them to breathe disappeared without a trace at this time.

Gou Jian, Zhou Anyue took the opportunity to get up slowly, hurriedly vigilant around, Lin Xiaomu also quickly got up and came to Mo Tear's side.

Before Lin Xiaomu could speak, Mo Tear took the lead in saying: "Sure enough, it's a stupid girl, a good Immortal Sect genius doesn't do it, but wants to do this kind of stupid thing." ”

Lin Xiaomu just wanted to answer, but Mo Tear didn't give her a chance, and continued: "It's not safe here, let's leave first." ”

At this moment, they were all quickly vigilant and did not dare to let go of a trace of wind and grass.

Mo Tear looked quietly ahead, the corpses in the rain, and his eyes became more desperate.

Seeing in the sky, Senior Brother and Lingyun Master were still in a sharp and endless vitality, and they seemed to want to catalyze the power in their bodies to an extreme state, and it seemed that no one would make a rash move for a while.

They didn't see the figure of the elders of the three halls, and they had a puzzle in their hearts, where did the elders of the three halls go.

In fact, they didn't see it clearly, the moment the sharp sword fell, Fang Xiaomei suddenly attacked, and with one palm, the elder of the Ruling Hall flew out and directly blasted into the house.

The other two elders hurried into the house.

It's just that all this happened so fast, and under the huge pressure, no one could fully see what was happening in that moment?

In the huge house not far away, the huge vitality around it surged and fell violently, flowing into the house, and in a moment, the house collapsed instantly, kicking up a huge dust, and even the rain was difficult to extinguish.

In the huge dust, the figure of Sandao gradually appeared, the figure was not tall, but a little short, with a slight hunchback, gradually flashing from the dust.

"Sure enough, it's old, and I won't be beaten!" the elder of the ruling hall walked forward slowly, shaking his head and sighing.

Fang Xiaomei, who was behind Mo Tears, instantly came to Mo Tears and blocked Mo Tears behind her.

Mo Tear looked surprised, her mother at this moment was like two people in normal times.

Mother likes plain white, but at this moment he is wearing a plum blossom-colored pink shirt, and his whole body actually exudes an irresistible momentum, powerful and peaceful.

Is this still the mother in her memory? Mo Tear saw that soft pink light emanating from her mother's body, which seemed gentle but was so unshakable and powerful, making her feel extremely safe.

Fang Xiaomei, who was half a head shorter than Mo Tear, was like an unshakable barrier at this moment, blocking in front of Mo Tear, and also blocking the wind and rain around her.

Mo Tear felt a warmth that she had never felt before, and she felt safe like never before.

After a moment, Mo Tear's heart and body were cold, and he realized that the last thing he wanted to see was that the result might be about to happen.

Mothers may be affected by themselves.

The elders of the three halls not far away appeared in the huge dust, quietly looking up at the night sky with thunder and blood moon, with a solemn expression.

The Elder of the Dao Immortal Hall said lightly: "Time is running out, we have to solve all this as soon as possible and help Lao Ling as soon as possible." ”

The other two snorted, and the three of them set their eyes on the woman, their eyes were flat, but they exuded an irresistible murderous intent all over their bodies.

Fang Xiaomei met the eyes of the three people opposite, and her face was calm and gentle.

In an instant, the faint light on Fang Xiaomei's body suddenly surged, and the momentum in her body was strong enough to distort the wind and rain.

Everyone present was taken aback and couldn't believe their gaze.

In the torrential rain, the plum blossoms on the mountain gradually bloomed, and under the heavy rain, the stubborn and unyielding head raised their heads, bewitching and dazzling.

I don't know if I can survive this long and bloody night of cold and storm.