"You can't die ......"

Xu Yan became angry, staring at the scorched girl and yelling, "I, Xu Yan, never owe anyone!"

Despite the roar, Xuanyuan Xue's aura was getting weaker and weaker, and the only two remaining eyes became dim. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Vitality is rapidly dissipating.

"Your Yuan Baby...... Your Yuan Ying escaped!" Xu Yan said and picked up the scorched girl, and his spiritual sense moved, perceiving the other party's purple mansion.

After a while, Xu Yan's face became more and more gloomy, because the Purple Mansion he perceived was the broken Purple Mansion, and Xuanyuan Xue's Yuan Ying was also so weak that it was about to shatter.

The strength of the Demon Lord is by no means something that Yuan Ying can resist, Xu Yan can only save his life by relying on a few top-grade elixirs and the vitality on the withered branches of the porcelain bottle, but Xuanyuan Xue has reached a real life and death juncture.

Thinking of the porcelain vase, Xu Yan's spiritual power moved, trying to urge.

As long as the little wood can come out with some vitality, Xuanyuan Xue may still be saved, but after a while, only the heart is like ashes.

No matter how he urged the porcelain vase, there was no breath on the dead branches.

Despair strikes.

It is rare for Xu Yan to feel like this, holding the scorched Xuanyuan Xue, his face full of dazedness.

He didn't know why this stubborn and arrogant girl loved herself, and she didn't hesitate to fight to the point of death, but he could see that in the bottom of Xuanyuan Xue's heart, there was that pure and familiar infatuation.

There was a scene of the Red Moon falling in front of him, and the figure of Pang Hongyue when she dissipated overlapped with Xuanyuan Xue at this moment, which made Xu Yan's heart ache suddenly.

"The road to heaven is endless, try it......"

Holding the scorched corpse-like girl, Xu Yan slowly pinched out the mysterious magic seal, and whispered softly: "Water is soft, water is quiet, water moves, water is the mother of the earth, the earth is the foundation of the sky, all things are born, and the good is like water......"

Showing the kindness that he couldn't grasp, Xu Yan closed his eyes and hugged the person in his arms a little tighter.

Heaven and earth are quiet, and the trajectory of fate overlaps again.

Call!

As the spell was cast, a gentle breeze struck, followed by a thin curtain of rain, and the raindrops were emerald green and exuded strange vitality.

Tick.

The raindrops that fell on Xuanyuan Xue's body melted into a little starlight and passed through the body.

Tick.

The raindrops that fell on Xu Yan's face slid down his cheeks, like tears.

Tick, tick, tick......

The endless rain curtain shrouded the two figures, and in the stone room, there was a surge of life.

The scorched and chapped skin slowly returned to white as jade in the rain, and the girl's delicate face gradually emerged from the cracks.

It's like turning into a butterfly, like a phoenix nirvana, Xuanyuan Xue, who is on the verge of death, is finally reborn under the supernatural powers!

"Hoo ......"

Seeing that the girl in his arms gradually regained his vitality, Xu Yan exhaled a long breath, at this moment, he felt as if there was something more, and it seemed that nothing had changed, only a white hair, which appeared silently in the full head of black hair.

The stinging heart seems to awaken good thoughts, and the little Taoist priest who thinks he is a wicked person can finally exert this magical power that can only be urged by pure good thoughts.

Good as water!

Inexplicable joy flooded from the bottom of his heart, the tired Xu Yan evoked a relaxed smile, and there was a sense of helplessness in it, at this moment, he felt that he had become a little more complete.

It turns out that he is not the embodiment of evil thoughts, at least for now, he has good thoughts in his heart.

"There is good in evil, there is evil in good, good and evil in one thought, Amitabha Buddha ......"

In the dark, as if a kind Buddha horn sounded, Xu Yan even saw the last trace of Huiying's remnant soul with his left eye, which drifted away with the wind and shattered into endless nothingness.

"In the thought of good and evil, he is talking about me?"

Xu Yan was slightly surprised, and muttered to himself: "Huiying's good thoughts and remnant souls stayed in the great array, and finally died with the Flame Demon Lord, which can be regarded as the fusion of good and evil, and the elimination of good and evil, who is the thought of good and evil, he didn't say this sentence at the beginning......"

"What did he say at the beginning?" the girl in her arms slowly opened her eyes and held the Douwang Sword across her heart.

He said that he had done many evils and that he should go to hell, so he left me the treasure. Xu Yan lowered his head and stared at Xuanyuan Xue, an angry look appeared in his eyes, and said, "Are you crazy, is it fun to commit suicide?"

"It's boring, I can't fight the Demon King, what can I do, my sword is not sharp enough. The weakness that she had never experienced appeared in the uninhabited stone room underground, the girl reclined in Xu Yan's arms, spitting out Youlan, and the affection in her eyes flashed.

Click......

Blood splattered, Xu Yan was splashed with blood, and in his surprised gaze, he watched Xuanyuan Xue's long sword rise into her neck by herself, inch by inch, and retracted into her spine.

It can be called a terrifying scene, which made Xu Yan's face pale, such a self-harm-like act, it is hard to imagine that it will happen to a girl.

When the last hilt of the sword sank into his neck, a green light flashed on Xuanyuan Xue's neck, this dim light Xu Yan had seen before, but he didn't know what the light was until Xu Yan's gaze swept to the side of the thousand stone arrows that fell.

Since refining the Thousand Stone Arrow, there has been a dull green glow on the arrow's body, which is the brilliance formed after the feather bone is refined, and it is difficult to truly eliminate it.

"You went to Haiyuan to find the bones of the feather and refine them into your own bones, so that you can withstand the cold breath of the Douwang Sword......"

Xu Yan, who was groaning, finally understood why Xuanyuan Xue assumed the name of Xiaoshuang and sneaked into the abyss as the maid of the Xuanyuan family.

"Yes, the Douwang Sword is a spiritual treasure, and the sword qi is too terrifying, if I don't refine the bones of the feather to my body from time to time, I will be killed by this sword. Xuanyuan Xue's tone was very calm, she sat up, faced Xu Yan, and looked at each other without blinking.

"Since you can't control it, don't you just give it back to the elders in the family, can you commit such self-harm? Xu Yan frowned slightly.

"If you can't control the Douwang Sword, you will die, the family rules of the Xuanyuan family are like this, since the Douwang Sword has been passed on to me, unless I die, the Douwang Sword will not leave my body. Xuanyuan Xue whispered, her bright eyes still unblinking.

"You are a madman, your whole family of Xuanyuan is a madman, and if you raise a sword with your body, you will die. Xu Yan said in a deep voice, he couldn't figure out why the Xuanyuan family would pass on such an important treasure of the Douwang Sword to Xuanyuan Xue's daughter's family.

"You are ranked third, why don't the brothers and sisters in front of you collect the Douwang Sword?" asked Xu Yan.

"Family inheritance is determined by the head of the family, we don't have to know why, we just know to obey the orders of the head of the family. The girl replied softly.

"It's the family inheritance again, and you cultivators are too old-fashioned. Xu Yan shook his head and said.

"You don't have a family?" Xuanyuan Xue's gaze changed from calm to curious.

Finally, Xu Yan discovered that this girl who was scared to death when she was crazy also had the same thing as ordinary girls, that is, curiosity.

"Yes, but my family is dead, and on a stormy night, a tall beast broke into my home, and the blood became a curtain, and the white walls became crimson......"

When Xu Yan was working hard, he saw the innocence in the girl's eyes, so he scratched his head and said, "Don't lie to you, I don't have a family, I was raised by my master, and later traveled the world, and came to Linyuan Island many years later." ”

"Are you a monk?" asked Xuanyuan Xue with a slight tilt of her head.

"I'm a Taoist priest, and the master who raised me is an old Taoist priest. Xu Yan said in slight surprise: "Do you look like a monk? I'm not bald." ”

Xuanyuan Xue shook her head and said, "I thought that the remnant soul of the monk just now was your master, and when I heard him say, 'Don't come to send me reincarnation', I thought it was your master's remnant soul, but it turned out to be not." ”

"Did you see the remnant soul?" asked Xu Yan in surprise, and Xuanyuan Xue nodded.

"He is not my master, he should be the remnant soul left by Huiying in the great array, if there is no remnant soul, it will not be the destruction of the Flame Demon Lord, but our destruction. ”

Xu Yan shook his head with a wry smile and said, but as he spoke, his eyes gradually became confused.