Bai Yao showed a sweet surprise on her face, thinking that Shen Tu Rin Ye had some feelings, and happily stretched out her hands, wanting to hold up that handsome and peerless face.

Suddenly, Shen Tu Rin Ye turned into wisps of white smoke, which slowly dissipated in Bai Yao's palm.

Bai Yao's face suddenly turned pale, her smile slowly faded, and she was stunned, looking at the happiness that was almost within reach disappeared in an instant, and her heart ached indescribably.

Slowly close your eyes, cry loudly, on this ancient sea full of dark clouds and weeds, sad people become a sea of sadness.

Whoa......

Suddenly, there was a downpour in the sky, and the thunder became louder and louder, and the rain became heavier and heavier, splashing beautiful flowers on the ancient sea.

The gray sky, the rain is continuous, but the mood is like a dark and damp dirt earth, you can think of the future, you can also think of the past, step by step or you still fall into the abyss one after another, this world is sometimes really wonderful, but also changeable, unpredictable.

Maybe this minute's lover, the next second, will come to an end, maybe this is the so-called fate, when the fate arises, you can't avoid it, maybe one day when the fate of himself and Rin Ye arrives, he may accept himself.

Bai Yao closed her eyes tightly, slowly raised her head, and let the rain lap on her cheeks, although she was sad, thinking of Fan Chen's death, there was finally a trace of joy in her heart.

On the boulder of Qingxu Mountain, a black mouse tiptoed on its short and small mouse legs, looking at the ancient sea in the distance, two pink mouse hands were placed in front of the body at will, and a few long beards moved slightly.

The drifting rain had soaked all its fluffy black hair, and the absence of class clearly saw that the pair of black little eyes were shining with tears.

"You're not going to die, you're not going to die. It whispered to itself.

Sadly, he moved his nose, leaned over, ran back and forth on the boulder with his hands and feet for a while, jumped into the withered jungle, and instantly turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared.

Demon Realm Damang Palace.

The Demon Dragon returned to the Dementor Stone Gate, and Yingmo hurried to his own Immortal Temple.

When Yingmu and the ten Demon Venerables heard the news of Yingmo's return, they immediately rushed outside the Immortal Temple.

An hour ago, everyone was shocked by the vision in the sky, so they rushed to the Damang Palace from all races, but seeing that the demon god was not there, everyone could only wait for him to return in the Damang Palace.

"Wait here. Yingmu hurriedly commanded the ten demon venerables behind him.

"Yes. The Demon Venerable leaned down to comply.

Yingmu hurriedly stepped into the hall of the underworld, looked at the main hall with a serious expression, and saw that his brother Yingmo was not in the main hall, it should be in the hall, thinking of this, his face changed, could it be that his brother was injured?

Walk quickly to the left, through layers of black veil.

Yingmu frowned, seeing that Fan Chen was lying on his brother's bed, motionless, the white light in his eyebrows was vague, Xianyuan was about to collapse, his face was pale and bloodless, like a dead corpse, without any life.

"It's... Why is that?" He asked, still a little worried when he saw Fan Chen's appearance.

Yingmo whispered. "Get out. ”

"Brother, I can help you. Yingmu shouted earnestly, hoping that her brother would not drive her out, and that she could help her.

Yingmo coldly yelled again: "Get out." ”

Suddenly, he raised his hands and pointed his palms at mortal dust.

Yingmu's eyes widened, and he rushed to Yingmo's side, holding his brother's palms tightly with both hands, he knew that his brother must be trying to save her with his divine yuan.

"What are you doing? Do you want to use your own Divine Yuan to save her? Brother, don't you! I see that her Immortal Yuan has collapsed, she is already dead, she is already dead, even if you exhaust all the Divine Yuan, you will not be able to save her. ”

Yingmo's brows furrowed slightly, her deep eyes were full of sadness, her eyes moved slightly, and she looked sideways at her younger brother Yingmu. "She's not going to die, she's not going to die. ”

The voice was a little shaky, but full of affirmation.

However, he knew how important the immortal yuan was to a person who cultivated immortals, and he also knew that as long as the immortal yuan was broken and scattered, he would have no power to return to the sky, but he had no way to watch the mortal dust disappear in front of him, and finally turn into powder and disappear, but he couldn't do anything for her, he hated himself for being helpless.

Suddenly turning his head to look at Fan Chen, who was lying on the bed without any breathing, he slowly leaned over, pulled out the silver chill needle inserted in the heart of Fan Chen's eyebrows, and threw it on the ground.

Dingdingding......

Yingmu frowned. "Isn't this Zhiya's chill needle? Could it be that she killed Fan Chen? What happened?"

I couldn't wait to look at my brother Yingmo's indifferent back, wondering what was going on.

Suddenly, a wisp of purple mist on Fan Chen's chest floated out vaguely, and slowly floated to Fan Chen's pillow, and the purple light flashed, and the purple spirit cat stood beside Fan Chen.

Yingmo frowned, it is said that after the fairy spirit of the purple spirit cat was given to the person who owned it, the lives of the two people were entangled, but the purple spirit cat was safe and sound......

Don't?

A smile appeared on Yingmo's face.

"Are you alright?" Yingmu looked at the purple spirit cat in disbelief, unable to believe that all mortals had died, but it was here safe and sound, and it was still alive and well.

The purple cat's big purple eyes looked at Fanchen's pale cheeks fixedly, and it didn't know why this was happening.

"I don't know why! I knew that Fan Chen was wrongfully murdered, so I immediately rushed to the main hall, only to see that Fan Chen was set to stand in the main hall by casting an immortal spell, I was about to cast a spell to lift the forbidden spell for her, suddenly, at this time, the emperor Zhiya came in, I immediately hid in Fan Chen's humble heart Ding, to see what she wanted to do, who knew that she actually coerced Fan Chen, I didn't expect that Fan Chen actually exhausted all the immortal power to break through the forbidden spell of the night... I couldn't have imagined that she would be so stupid as to insert the chill needle into the immortal yuan with her own hands. ”

As Zi Ling spoke, a teardrop as big as a bean dripped on Fan Chen's body.

"You're all right? Is she okay?" Yingmu looked at the purple spirit cat urgently, although she didn't like Fanchen very much, but she still hoped that she could come back to life.

Zi Ling shook his head blankly, his eyes were fixed on Fan Chen, and he replied softly, "I don't know about this either. ”

Yingmo straightened up, his eyes fixed on Fan Chen, he believed that Fan Chen would wake up soon, and his frowning brows slowly relaxed.

Fanchen lay peacefully on the bed, a long pink dress supporting her pale face a little pink, she placed her hands on both sides of her body, the overflowing white light in the center of her eyebrows slowly consumed, and finally, the wound in the center of her eyebrows healed surprisingly slowly, as if she had never been injured.

"It's... Why is this?" Yingmu shouted in surprise, he couldn't believe that this wound could heal on its own, according to normal people, if the immortal yuan was exhausted, it would be wiped out, and Fan Chen's wound healed surprisingly, which he couldn't figure out.

Zi Ling's heart suddenly became jubilant. "Look, look at Xiaofan's wound healing. ”

The voice is crisp and sweet, which is the greatest joy for Zi Ling, because in this world, there is only one friend in Fanchen.

Yingmo pursed his lips and smiled, he nodded affirmatively, as he and Shentu Rin Ye guessed, Fan Chen should be the proud god who has been hidden for 50,000 years, so she is so harmless.