Chapter 287: A Song of Soul Returns

"What are you talking about! What did you do to her!" Huang Yu couldn't hold back his excitement, and even Mo Linyao stood up with the discomfort in his body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Huang Bing went to the Demon Capital, which was something they all knew and acquiesced to. At the time, they thought ......

"Hahahaha, it's nothing, it's just stealing military planes, and it's just a crime. The tone of his smiling voice and his indifferent appearance really stimulated the two of them.

"Bastard!" what a brotherhood, they just want to rush over and punch him now.

"Hmph. I can't help myself!"

The rich aura emanating from the Heavenly Divine Sword shook Mo Linyao, who was already injured, out.

And Huang Yu, the Phoenix Clan is also of the same origin as the God Clan, and the Zhutian Divine Sword is his nemesis.

Hell Xichen's strength was surprisingly stronger than ever, making it difficult for him to move an inch in the midst of that kind of coercion.

……

The north wind whistled in my ears, and I leaped across the endless river in vain, and in the distance I saw a picture of black and white.

Huang Bing's heart sank, she, is she late?

Suddenly seeing the familiar light in the sky, her heart was instantly pinched, as if there were many things she didn't know suddenly became clear in her mind.

Heavenly Sword!

She looked in horror at the sword that suffocated her, and at the face of the phoenix feather whose tip was approaching inch by inch.

Brother!

Don't, don't!

Between the lightning and flint, the scenes of the past quickly crossed in her mind, some she knew and some didn't know.

It turns out that she died under the Zhutian Divine Sword!

"Don't!"

Just when Huang Yu thought that his body was about to be pierced by the sword, a fiery red shadow flew over from a distance.

It was as if something was piercing his flesh, but he didn't feel the pain.

The warm liquid splashed on his face, wet, but it made him start to panic.

The sudden white and red light in front of him made him subconsciously close his eyes, and then suddenly opened them.

"Bing'er!

He looked horrified at the red back above him. A halo of white and red light burst out from her body, surging towards the Stygian.

On her back, the Heavenly Sword had pierced through the placket. The red blood stained the red skirt, hiding the desolation of the moment, only the tip of the sword that shimmered with cold light seemed to tell something.

And in the direction he couldn't see, Huang Bing's face suddenly turned pale.

The pain of being pierced through the body by a sharp blade, as if all perception had been wiped out. Only a bloody heart remained, as if it was about to crack.

She saw him again, she knew, she knew.

Just like a thousand years ago, this face, and the expression on this face, are the same as they were a thousand years ago.

It turned out that whether it was a thousand years ago or a thousand years later, his ending was to die under his Heavenly Divine Sword.

She didn't know if she should hate or cry? She didn't hate, she knew that he wasn't him.

Her body began to tremble, and she knew that this time was probably the last time, and there would be no chance to be reborn.

Under the sword of the Heavenly Sword, the form and soul are scattered. She didn't know how she was able to miraculously reincarnate a thousand years ago, but this time, it really didn't work.

But she didn't regret it, she finally saved her brother once. She was the one who should have disappeared under the Heavenly Sword a thousand years ago, but her brother wasn't. It was her brother who had always indulged her, and finally once, she could do something for him.

However, she still didn't feel at ease.

Her gaze kept on Shen Xichen, watching him be wrapped in white and red light, watching the sluggishness and pain that gradually rose on his face. She knew that this was what Hankage had promised her, and that he was helping her.

Come back quickly, the cold shadow will bring you back. From now on, you will never be controlled by anyone again. You, just you......

Her body was shaking, and her eyelids were heavy and closed in a second, but she was still holding on, using up the last strength in her body to hold on. She knew that Cold Shadow was channeling power through her body, and she couldn't fall down yet.

She tried hard to keep herself awake, and the blood became more and more turbulent under the stimulation, dripping down the tip of the sword, falling on Huang Yu's clothes, face, and hands.

Finally, she couldn't hold it anymore, her arms drooped, her eyelids slowly closed, and the white and red light flickered faintly twice, and then disappeared.

Her last gaze was still on Shen Xichen.

Hurry up, come back......

"Bing'er!

Huang Yu stiffly caught the falling person, and didn't dare to move. The Heavenly Sword was still firmly inserted into her chest, stimulating her eyes straight.

Her clothes were wet, and it must have taken how much blood had been shed to soak the whole garment.

The pure crystal clear eyes could no longer be opened, and in his arms, she was as quiet as a sleeping doll, but finally she could not wake up.

Huang Yu didn't dare to touch her, for fear that if she touched it, it would be gone.

Fool, fool! Where does he need her to save him! He would rather die than die! He protects his doted sister and finally leaves him in this way.

He really wanted to grab her and scold her, asking her why she was so reckless and so uncomfortable. But it was as if he had lost his voice, he couldn't say anything, not even a single tear.

He felt every inch of his body tremble violently, fear and sadness dominating him but there was no outlet for him.

Is she tired and asleep, how can he be willing to disturb her?

Mo Linyao stood silently aside, unable to take a step when his whole body was exhausted. Again, it ended like it did a thousand years ago. He couldn't keep her then, and now, he still can't keep her.

Liyuan and Qing Wei watched this sudden scene in amazement, incredulous but had to believe it.

They looked at Hades with painful eyes, as if they didn't know how to deal with it.

"Don't, don't! Don't go! Don't go!"

The terrible voice resounded in this world, and Huang Yu waved his arms, trying to catch the man, but he couldn't catch anything.

Huang Bing's body broke away from his arms and floated into the air. Like a butterfly that has failed in the fire, bright but desperate.

Her body was like a stone about to be weathered, dissolving little by little, turning into pieces, little by little, like fragments, dotted with stars, and finally dissipating.

The Heavenly Sword fell to the ground with a snap, but the figure was no longer visible.

The moment she disappeared, Stygian's body fell to the ground. In an unknown place, the crystal ball held by an invisible man was quickly occupied by white and red light, and shattered with a bang.

By the endless river, the river began to surge. The north wind blew, leaving them scattered.

It seemed that the sound of a bell sounded softly, from a distant eternity, playing a soul song of despair.

The voice seemed to be non-existent, and no one had paid attention to it.

"There is a phoenix in the east mountain, singing in the purple bamboo. There will be a day of nirvana, where will it be......"

I don't know who was singing this nameless tune, and everything dissipated in the wind. (To be continued.) )