Not ......"

Su Bangyue, who came in a hurry, looked at the scene in mid-air, roared in despair, her face turned pale, and she quickly jumped into the air, trembling and catching the broken body like a fallen leaf.

Several black-purple bolts of lightning fell, piercing Ling Bai's body fiercely.

"No, it's impossible, this seat has obviously prompted Zi Gu to self-destruct just now, why are you still alive?" Ling Bai spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and looked at Su Bangyue in disbelief.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he quickly looked at the figure on the other side.

The silver-white figure seemed to have been drained of life, and the blood-red glare at the corner of his mouth stained most of his clothes red, and he fell to the ground from mid-air.

"Yin'er ......" Ling Bai panicked in his heart, struggling to get up, but he was struck down by one thunderbolt after another, and by the time he struggled to crawl to Jing Tianyin's side, his body was already a blur of flesh and blood.

After the nine thunders, the sky cleared again, as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that Su Wanyue was fine, Su Che breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she felt a little guilty for not being able to block Ling Bai's heavy blow for her sweetheart in time.

"Yin'er, why are you doing this?" Ling Bai had always had high hopes for Jing Tianyin, and at this time, his only disciple actually died at his own hands, so you can imagine how angry and painful his heart was.

The disturbances that occurred in the imperial tomb were quickly reported to Mo Xiuran, and when he arrived with people, he saw that the entire imperial tomb had become dilapidated under the thunder.

However, he didn't care about any of that, because it had become insignificant when he saw that she was still alive.

Jing Tianyin's body was taken away by Right Shenyang in the chaos, Ling Bai died, although he survived this heavenly curse, but how could Su Che let him go? The moment he cut off Ling Bai's head, he finally hugged the body in Yuqingqing's ice coffin and shed a tear, his voice choked, "Qing'er...... I'm here to pick you up ......."

Seeing her walking out lifelessly with the first dust in her arms, a trace of distress flashed in Mo Xiuran's eyes, and he reached out and grabbed her arm, "Yue'er ......."

"Trouble the Moon Dye Emperor to let go, if my husband wakes up and sees you and me like this, he will be unhappy. ”

Su Bangyue's beautiful face was very empty, and it seemed to be just a soulless walking corpse, which made Mo Xiuran's heart feel more and more distressed, but she couldn't bear to stop it anymore, so she could only watch her hug the man who seemed to be out of breath, and leave his sight step by step.

The night was cold and biting.

In that battle, although Shen Chuchen did not die, he never woke up, and even Ji Xue was helpless against his situation.

Su Bangyue didn't eat or drink, she stayed by his side all the time, and ignored everyone's persuasion, the master died for her, and her beloved was seriously injured and comatose because of her, and the pain in her heart lingered no matter what.

She hated her own incompetence and longed to die for them.

"This silly girl......" Su Che reached out to catch the girl who was stunned by him, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

The ghost was faceless and his eyes were red, and he looked at Su Che with a look of reluctance and said, "Master, you ...... Do you really want to do this? If Miss Four wakes up and can't see you......"

Su Che raised his eyes and glanced at him and Ji Xue, and sighed in a deep voice: "You just tell her and say that I ...... I was reluctant to bury Qing'er alone in the cold underground, so I left with her mother's body, planning to find a beautiful place to accompany Qing'er for the rest of her life, so that she didn't have to look for me......"

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