Tian Buyi's head slowly hung down, and he was pulled on his chest in front of him, and then, his body seemed to have lost all its strength, first the red flame that never left his body completely lost his light, left his palm, and fell from mid-air, and then, the short and fat body, shook a few times, and finally couldn't support it anymore, and fell from mid-air.

It's like a burning meteorite swooping down on its final destination.

Jun Wenxin's lips trembled, and he dodged and pounced, catching his body.

Tentacles - cold, lifeless!

This is clearly a body that has been dead for many days, and it doesn't even have a basic body temperature, Jun Wenxin hugged Tian Buyi tightly, and the heavy breath in his mouth became heavier and heavier.

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Qingyun Mountain, Big Bamboo Peak.

In the dead of night, only the sound of bamboo waves in the distance with the wind gently echoed in the night sky. The lights had long since been extinguished, and the disciples of Dazhu Peak had all rested in peace, only behind the Silent Hall, there was still a lone lamp, flickering in the darkness.

The night breeze was gentle, and there was a hint of coolness, blowing in through the half-open window, making a slight "whining" sound, and also blowing the lamp on the table in the middle of the room, blowing a little shaky, and becoming uncertain.

A white hand gently reached over to block the wind, and the firelight quickly stabilized and began to glow again. Su Ru sat at the table a little lazily, it was late at night, but she didn't feel sleepy.

The wind outside the house was still blowing, hitting the doors and windows, making a soft noise from time to time, Su Ru stood up and slowly walked to the window, but did not close the window immediately, but looked out of the window.

The sky is like ink, and it is the darkest time.

She listened intently, but in the wind in the middle of the night, there was no sound she wanted to hear.

A faint wry smile appeared on Su Ru's face, quietly closed the window, and sat back at the table. She and Tian Buyi are not people who value luxury, and there are not many things in this bedroom, and at this moment, in addition to a cloth bag, there is only a small round mirror on the table.

She took the round mirror, and a moment later, in front of her eyes, a dignified and beautiful woman appeared in the round mirror, with hair like clouds, and skin like a girl, without a trace of wrinkles. She and Tian Buyi have been married together, and they have practiced for hundreds of years before they have this Taoism, and their face is permanent.

After looking at it for a long time, Su Ru sighed softly, put the small round mirror aside, took the cloth bag at the other end, and opened it.

Inside were some of the most ordinary things, some needles and threads, a piece of cloth, scissors, and chalk, which ordinary women in the ordinary world usually have, so that they could add clothes for their husbands and children. Su Ru gently took the fabric, threaded the needle, and sewed it carefully by the light of the lamp.

It's just that she sewed and sewed, and under the illumination of the candle flame, her eyes became a little confused, as if she was a little absent-minded, she didn't know what she was thinking, and the speed of sewing was much slower. At this moment, suddenly the wind outside the house seemed to suddenly become stronger, and a "woo" blew through, slamming the window that had just been closed, and suddenly blowing it open again.

A cold wind rushed in, and the candle flame on the table was blown out by the wind almost at the same time.

"Ahh

With a soft snort, Su Ru frowned in the dark, and a tingling pain came from the tips of her fingers. With her Taoist practice, she was actually injured by a small sewing needle, and even she felt a little funny, but somehow, at this moment, the room was dark, and as soon as the cold night wind blew, Su Ru's mood became a little worried, as if a big stone was blocked in her heart, and it was heavy.

She sighed, put down her clothes, and walked to the window. The scenery outside the window is still the same, but her husband, who watched all this with her countless times in the past, has been gone for a long time.

After dawn, maybe we should send Daren and a few of them down the mountain to look for it, it's not a way to wait like this.

Su Ru thought so in her heart, and the appearance of Tian Buyi in front of her was worried.

It's dark at night!

She stared at the night sky for a long time, her lips trembling slightly, and she didn't know what to say, and after a long time, she silently bowed her head, sighed faintly, and closed the window.

Outside the house, the wind seemed to be a little more anxious.

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At this moment, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Dao Xuan Zhenren's mouth in mid-air, and at the same time, the magic sword that penetrated Tian Buyi suddenly turned into a sky of blood, and shrouded the defenseless Jun Wenxin.

"Boom!"

Between the lightning and flint, a black shadow stood in front of Jun Wenxin's body, and the bloody demon sword that filled the sky with blood qi penetrated her slender body, and the huge impact force made her fly away...

Jun Wenxin's entire body, for some reason, slowly began to tremble, and even his lips lost their blood, trembling slightly, looking at his expression as if he wanted to shout something, but when the words came to his mouth, there was no sound.

He trembled, his whole body trembled, once he thought he was strong enough to face all the doom in the world, but at this moment, he seemed to be back in front of the Incense Valley, and the breath of despair was like a raging monstrous demonic beast, completely engulfing him once again.

"Ahh

He let out a hysterical cry and flew down desperately, towards the falling body, towards the familiar body.

His castration was so fast that it could not be stopped like lightning and thunder, and the wind flashed with him, and the moment before Yuhime fell to the ground, he caught the body of the mother who raised him.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, an anxious exclamation came from behind, and Lu Xueqi's white figure flew quickly, and above mid-air, Dao Xuan Zhenren's gesture drew a large circle, and the low and mysterious incantation stopped instantly.

Jun's heart was almost instinctive, and a trace of vigilance passed through his heart, but he held Yuhime's hand, and the grief and surging emotions in his mind actually suppressed his reason.

He didn't let go.

This body, this person, has always been in his heart, and he has been feeling the existence of this person for a hundred years and living, persevering, and moving forward...

The sound and smile, every frozen memory picture, seemed to be a thunderbolt hammering into his mind, making him unable to move.

How can he let go?

The Blood Demon Sword lit up, and the light instantly pierced his eyes, making it impossible to see everything in front of him, and the familiar smell of despair from many years ago shrouded him.

Between the lightning and the fire, Lu Xueqi tried her best, and she was able to arrive, pounced all over her body, grabbed Jun Wenxin, and fell aside together with a huge momentum.

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