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The hand hesitated, and slowly stretched out.

Lige seemed to have regained some consciousness, and she shouldn't and didn't dare to continue to stimulate him.

"Xiaoling!" An anxious voice sounded behind him, and his hand was grabbed.

Without waiting for her to turn around, the plain white figure of Qingxue Mirror was already in front of her, holding her hand tightly, and the warmth of her palm revealed a trace of firmness.

"Who are you......?"

Lige looked at him in some surprise, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes gradually became cold.

"Her name is not Yun Ye," Qing Xuejing looked directly at him, "I don't care if you are a mountain god or not, and whether you are depraved or not, as long as I am here, you will never be allowed to touch her in the slightest." ”

The clear voice was firm, and the temperature from the palm of the hand was almost warm to the bottom of my heart.

"Mirror ......" Qianling looked at his back, her heart fluttered softly, and she opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

Hearing her low voice coming from behind her, Qingxue Mirror turned her face slightly sideways, revealing a gentle smile:

"Don't be afraid, I won't let him hurt you. ”

Qianling nodded lightly and held him back with her hand.

Lige looked at the hands of the two people holding each other tightly, and his brows gradually furrowed. As if he suddenly remembered something, his eyes trembled, and he stared at Qingxue Mirror, revealing disbelief.

"It's you...... That person is you......, right? Yun Ye, it was you who persecuted her! It was because of you that Yun Coconut left me!"

A layer of blood quickly blindfolded Lige's eyes, and the strong murderous aura spread out around him in an instant!

The night wind was as fierce as a knife blade, the blonde hair on the cheeks of Qingxue Mirror was raised high, and a pair of pale golden eyes were calm and waveless, without half a wave.

The white light shone, reflecting the scorching golden light, and a ray of golden light turned into a golden arrow and appeared in his hand in an instant!

Pull the bow and wind it, the action is done in one go, and the next second the golden arrow erupts with a blazing golden light, like a golden bird dragging its gorgeous tail feathers towards the song and whistling away!

Li Ge stared at the oncoming golden arrow, the corners of his lips hooked up a sneer, and his long sleeves flicked forward-

In an instant, the staggered lights and shadows in the entire courtyard ran and jumped, and the huge shadows spread on the ground in front of Lige, and countless sticky black silk threads instantly rose from the shadows, instantly winding up like spider silk from all directions, and actually stopped the golden arrow in front of him!

The golden arrow was entangled in death, trembling and gradually dissipating into a streamer.

Qingxuejing's eyes were full of surprise.

What is this? The Holy Light could not purify it, but was entangled and devoured by the strange silk threads!

Worthy of being a god in the mountains, not only did his strength become stronger after the fall, but he still had an innate immunity to the power of purification.

Lige tilted his head, revealing a contemptuous smile, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

At the same time as the golden arrow dissipated, several strands of black silk threads suddenly appeared from behind the Qingxue Mirror, like a long snake swirling up, instantly wrapping around his body!

The wrist was strangled tightly, and the laurel longbow fell from his hand in an instant!

Qingxue Mirror turned his head with difficulty, only to see that the sticky black silk thread wrapped around him actually emerged from the shadow behind him!

"Mirror ......!"

Qianling watched him be entangled by the countless black shadow ropes, anxiously grabbed the black shadow ropes and dragged them, using all her strength, the shadow ropes not only did not slack at all, but became tighter and tighter!

"Xiaoling, don't touch ......!"

Qingxue Jing's face turned pale, and as the shadow rope tightened more and more, he felt that his body was losing strength little by little, and his strength seemed to be gradually exhausted!

Qianling used her strength to pull the shadow rope, Li Xiaoguo watched from the sidelines, and also ran over to help her pull it, the two tried their best, but the shadow rope still did not relax at all!

"Mirror, mirror, cheer up!"

She anxiously held his crumbling body and watched his face turn pale and his lips gradually overflow with blood!

"Uh-huh......!"

Frowning slightly, Qingxue Mirror leaned into her arms, and her mouth gradually let out a low groan of pain.

Qianling hugged him so anxiously that tears broke out, looking at his painful expression, the place where his body was wrapped and bound by the shadow rope was faintly oozing blood, and the snow-white clothes were stained with blood, which was particularly dazzling in the twilight.

A pair of snow-white wings were tightly entwined by the pitch-black shadow rope, blood dripping, and a few clean feathers were scattered to the ground.

"Damn, what the hell is this......!"

She still didn't give up and pulled the tightly wrapped shadow rope on his body, but on the other side, Li Xiaoguo's face turned pale, and her body began to shake uncontrollably.

"Xiaoguo!"

She called him anxiously, but Li Xiaoguo seemed to have lost all his strength, the white light flashed, and he turned into a little fox and shrunk into a ball and did not move.

The night breeze lifted the purple robe. Lige coldly stared at the dying Qingxue mirror in her arms, slowly walked over, stretched out his hand to her, and his eyes became a little gentle:

"Yun Ye, no one can hinder us now, come, didn't you say you like me? Don't worry, those who persecuted you are all gone! From now on, we will never be separated again. ”

Qianling stared at him blankly, tears rolling down her eyes:

"Lige, I beg you, you put the mirror......!

If this continues, will he die?

Qingxue Jing was paralyzed in her arms and almost lost consciousness, she could clearly feel that those shadow ropes were still tightening, more and more blood was spilling from his lips, his chest, arms, and all the places where the shadow ropes were entangled were oozing blood more and more, and the white robe was dyed blood red!

Lige was stunned for a moment, and looked at her with a tremor in his eyes:

"Why......? Don't you care about him? Didn't you say that the person you like is me?"

A hint of murder gradually appeared in his eyes.

"It's all him, it's all because of him, right! If it weren't for him, how would you leave here? Why would you leave me?!"

The thicker and thicker black precipitated on the divine seal on the heart of Lige's forehead, and the demon lines in the corners of his eyes became more and more obvious, like vines gradually spreading across his entire face!

"Uh......!"

The shadow rope tightened again, and the snow mirror let out a low groan of pain, and the corners of his lips once again flowed thick blood.

"Mirror!" Qianling hurriedly reached out to wipe his blood, and gradually tears rolled down one by one.

No, no, he's going to die if he goes on like this!

Qianling leaned down and pulled the shadow rope on his chest, opened his mouth and bit down hard!

Lige was stunned, looked at her, and his eyes gradually revealed anxiety:

"What are you going to do...... coconut?"

Qianling bit the shadow rope tightly, her teeth were deeply immersed in the shadow rope, and she dragged hard to tear the shadow rope, and gradually the fishy sweet taste spread in her mouth!

"Little Feather ......"

Qingxue Mirror gradually sobered up a little, and her pale golden eyes opened slightly, watching her bury her head in her chest, desperately trying to bite off the shadow rope!

His eyes widened in surprise, and he stared blankly at her close face, a determined gaze, and the blood that was faintly oozing from the side of his lips that bit the shadow rope......

"What are you doing...... Xiaoling! Enough, leave me alone!"

He shouted anxiously, but she was indifferent, still biting the shadow rope hard, and gradually blood dripped.

"Xiaoling!"

In a trance, I suddenly felt heartache.

Qingxue Jing struggled to get up, but her whole body seemed to have been drained, and she could only watch as her blood splashed down on his chest, smearing gorgeous flowers.

Whew――

Gradually, the shadow rope was bitten open by her, and the black air was filled, and there was a faint scream of something in pain in the air!

Qingxue Mirror suddenly felt his whole body loosen, and the moment the shadow rope broke, the whole thing turned into a pitch-black shadow and disappeared into the ground without a trace.

"Great, unraveled!" the voice was hoarse with delight.

Qianling cried with joy, and her tears burst instantly.

Qingxue looked at her, her eyes gradually gentle, as if they were about to melt, but her brows frowned.

His fingers gently wiped the blood from her lips, and his voice was low with a hint of reproach:

"Don't want your teeth?"

Qianling pursed her lips and smiled a little embarrassed.

Her tiger teeth are still somewhat useful. I remember when I was a child, the Tiger Boy gang always bullied her, and thanks to this sharp tooth, she was not powerless to fight back.