Qian Miao felt that there was a swift anger behind him.

She tilted her head slightly, and when she saw a sharp sword coming, she had already given up the idea of fighting, but she avoided it dangerously and did not fight back.

Qing'e didn't expect that she had given up the mentality of survival, and immediately slowed down the offensive. She knew in her heart that if she took her life through her hands, the real gain outweighed the loss.

So I was careful everywhere, picking out some places that were not fatal but extremely painful to attack.

There were words in her mouth: "You demon clan is cheap, your father was just a barbarian back then, and he sat in that position with some luck, and now he gave birth to a person like you who can only charm the arts, it's really disgusting!"

Hearing this, he was angry: "You can insult me, but you can't insult my father!"

Her father has broken his heart for her all his life, and he can't fulfill his filial piety, how can he be criticized at will?

I don't know where the strength came from, she snatched Qing'e's sword and kicked her in the stomach.

Qing'e fell into the distance, and Xian Aya landed right at the feet of the misty.

Qian Miao picked up Xian Aya, but saw that Qing'e was not unwilling on her face, but instead had a smile.

In the distance, a white figure quickly approached, but he squatted down first to check Qing'e's injury.

Qing'e looked uncomfortable, and vomited a mouthful of blood.

She was stunned, there was not much left of her current cultivation, and she would not be injured like this at all.

"Senaya... Senaya... She snatched the fairy aya..."Qing'e lay in Mo Yi's arms, raised her hand and pointed at her, and said weakly.

Qian Miao immediately understood that Qing'e had hurt herself, and then pushed the blame on her, so she tried her best to make a scene, just to show Mo Yi.

"Xian Aya, are you useless?" Mo Yi asked Qing'e urgently.

"Ahem~ The queen mother said that the things of the fairy family have been defiled by the demons, and they will be left for a while before they can be used. I don't want to, but I'm still worried about the villain..."Qing'e replied reluctantly.

Mo Yi raised her eyes to look at the tilt, and the chaos in her eyes was still incomprehensible.

Tilt Miao took a step back and shook her head, "I didn't... I didn't... Mo Yi, you don't believe me...?"

He didn't answer whether he believed it or not, but just raised his hand and said in a deep voice, "Return the fairy silk." ”

Tilt Miao sneered: "You always act like this, don't say but just do, it really doesn't make people think about it at all." ”

She didn't let go of her hand, because of grievances, because of unwillingness, she grabbed Xian Aya even tighter.

She suddenly wanted to know the answer, the answer she hadn't been going to ask just now.

Heart palpitations came one after another, and she lifted the light veil, revealing a face as pale as paper.

Holding back the pain, she said word by word: "Mo Yi, I also have the disease of the remnant soul, I'm afraid I'm going to die soon! Didn't you say that even the Emperor of Heaven's Biluo was willing to take it for me?

Mo Yi looked at her, her waist and the wounds on her arms were soaked with blood, stained red with pale cyan gauze, like a demonic red lotus blooming from the lotus leaves.

It must have hurt...

The sparkle in his eyes seemed to flicker, and then quickly fell silent.

He understands that he must not be soft-hearted at this time, Qing'e is the princess of the heavenly realm, if she does not let her retreat, she will definitely suffer the pain of annihilation.

He stretched out his hand and said lightly: "Don't be willful." ”

"I kid you not, it's true. She wanted to cry, but he would believe even a joke before. But now, when she says it seriously, he only thinks she is willful.

"Hand over Xianling, if you are really sick, I will find a way to cure you. Mo Yi's expression eased, and there was a faint sadness in his eyes.

Tilt shook her head and took a few steps back.

She didn't want Xian Aya, she just wanted Mo Yi's answer.

In the end, at the end of the answer, he abandoned her completely.

Suddenly, Qing'e, who had been silent, ran over, wanting to snatch Xian Aya back.

After a pause, he reflexively raised his palm to block.

Seeing that this originally defensive palm hit Qing'e's heart very steadily and ruthlessly.

She fell to the ground with a scream, her expression pained.

She thought it was funny, she was already powerless.

So, she coldly watched Mo Yi run over, and watched him pick up Qing'e.

Qing'e shouted in a sad voice: "I hurt, Moyi, I hurt so much..."

Tilt continued to laugh, feeling numb. Shouldn't the most painful thing here be yourself?

Mo Yi took a step closer with Qing'e in his arms, and there was a hint of hoarseness in his voice: "Miao, you give me Xian Aya! Go back to your Beinuma quickly, don't come here again." ”

Such a sentence fell on the ears of the Miao as if saying goodbye to her.

"In that case, why provoke me that day—" She lowered her eyes, feeling that she was really ridiculous and pitiful.

glanced at the fairy silk in his hand, and a thought suddenly came to his heart. If you can't live, should you drag Qing'e into the water? If you use Xian Aya, you can also prove your illness to him.

She thought so and began to slowly drive Senaya.

The light around Senaya's body shimmered, like a band twisted by the sun.

Mo Yi took a step closer, and his tone became fierce because of his impatience: "What are you doing? Hurry up and give it to me!" He knew that if this matter was too big, even he would not be able to protect her.

She was in a trance for a while, and she heard such a fierce tone for the first time.

If he has said this, what is the point of proving?

Which is better, death due to illness or death of the heart?

She smiled, like a peach blossom drifting in the wind.

Although it is beautiful, it has reached the end of its life, and it can never go back to the innocence of the year.

Suddenly, she left Xian Aya behind, didn't say a word, didn't even look at it, and went straight to the nether realm.

She already knew the result, and felt that this was very good, and it could be regarded as an end game with no regrets.

Mo Yi looked at her quietly, the copper bell on her wrist had already suffered from the years of suffering, and her voice was no longer crisp, but distressingly hoarse.

But even so, he couldn't hear it often.

Falling down the Nantian Gate, the pain in his heart was like being shattered, and even the clouds couldn't control it.

Stumbling, she simply gave up.

He fell in the air, his head down, and the cold wind howling in his ears.

She thought numbly in her heart, I'm afraid I'm the first demon to fall to death, right? Then her eyes went dark, and she didn't remember anything else.

When he woke up, he felt light and fluttering, and he didn't have any strength at all.

The line of sight gradually became clear, and this was my own room.

Ming Yuan was looking at her, and his eyes were full of sorrow.

As if he remembered something, he sat up suddenly, and his voice trembled: "Father... Brother... Where are they?"

Ming Yuan opened his dry and pale lips and said in a deep voice, "The demons of the North Marsh have all been dismissed. Demon Venerable, he and your brother are preparing to face the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals. ”

"Fighting... Why did you go to war?" remembered that although she had gone to the heavenly realm, she had not done anything inappropriate. Even Xian Aya, didn't she return it in the end?

Ming Yuan locked his brows: "The crime is that you stole the access token, went to Heaven without authorization, and seriously injured Fairy Qing'e. ”

"I don't have !!," she exclaimed.

"We naturally believe you, but will the villain of the Heavenly Court listen?"

She was silent, and then she remembered that even if she got Qing'e's token, she had no way to prove that it was given by her.

She tugged at Ming Yuan's sleeve: "But even so, my father shouldn't fight for me, Ming Yuan, you should know that I don't have a few days to live!

When Ming Yuan heard this, his voice couldn't help but raise a few degrees: "Do you think I don't want to stop it?" But the Demon Venerable said that this is the last dignity of being a king, and it is also the last task entrusted to me! He dismissed Beinuma because he didn't want other demons to be buried with him. He said that if his daughter can't take care of him, even if he goes down to the underworld, he can't escape the reproach in his heart. He's already ready to break the boat, do you think I can disobey him?"

Reluctant to argue with him, she struggled to sit up, as if there was still time to stop it.

But before he could stand up, he sat down again.

Ming Yuan sighed: "Miao, don't waste your efforts, since I have promised the Demon Venerable, I will not let you go! The effect of this medicine that dissipates your strength will not be solved until tomorrow, so you can stay here with peace of mind!"

There was no condemnation, no noise, just staring at Mingyuan, her eyes sharp and cold.

Ming Yuan looked away, and there was silence for a while, and no one spoke again.

Suddenly, he saw that her face was blue and her breath was short.

Immediately pulled her palm and turned it over to see.

I saw a small wound on the tip of his left finger, and the skin around him had become black.

Ming Yuan exclaimed: "You actually used poison on yourself!"

When the words fell, he immediately took out the antidote from his bosom and wanted to stuff it into his mouth.

But she bit her lip until she saw the blood, and she didn't let go.

"What are you doing here?" Mingyuan shouted angrily.

Tian Miao smiled instead: "You taught me all the kung fu I used poison, you should know that I can't maintain this state for even an hour." If you give me the medicine that hinders my movement, I will immediately detoxify myself. If you don't want to, then let's stalemate! Now, I don't care if I live one more day!"

Ming Yuan's hands trembled with anger, but there was nothing he could do.

He spread out his hands and handed her another pill.

He sniffed cautiously, and then swallowed it.

After a while, I felt that my strength had recovered somewhat, and then the poison was relieved again.

Ming Yuan couldn't learn the Dao method, and he couldn't stop her at this time.

Seeing her walk to the door, he said: "Miao, if you do this, it will only make your father even more sad." ”

He sighed softly: "How can they bear the sins I have created? There is no regret in my heart, and my father does not need to earn such a breath for me." My life is not long, but it is enough, and I don't want to go on like this anymore. I was actually happy to be able to finish it earlier..."

Ming Yuan looked at her departing back and didn't chase it. He didn't understand what was wrong with it, so that all this would go like this. His father is too, so is Miao, is it so difficult for a lover to want simple companionship...?