"Xinyue, why are you here?" Feng Shaoyang's eyes were full of surprise. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"What, don't you want me to be here?" Xin Yue said coquettishly.

Feng Shaoyang hurriedly went to hold Xin Yue's hands: "No, I hope, of course I want you to be there." ”

Xin Yue shook off Feng Shaoyang's hand and said slightly angrily: "Then why didn't you come to save me!" ”

The wind was less and he was stunned.

"Why don't you come and save me!" Xin Yue stared at Feng Shaoyang and said angrily.

"Xinyue...... Xin Yue ......," Feng Shaoyang said bitterly.

"I'm sorry for you to block a sword! You've forgotten about me! ”

"No, I don't!" Feng Shaoyang put his hands deep into his hair and pulled them.

"I'm here alone, so lonely, so lonely, so bitter!" Xinyue had tears in her eyes.

Feng Shaoyang raised his head and looked at Xin Yue: "I'm sorry, Xin Yue, I'm sorry!" Blame me, blame me! I'll come down to accompany you, I'll come down to accompany you! ”

Feng Shaoyang had already entered a state of madness, grabbed the sword on the ground, grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and stabbed it hard in the abdomen!

Xin Yue gently stretched out her hand, grabbed Feng Shaoyang's hand, shook her head at Feng Shaoyang, and said softly: "I don't mean to blame you at all. ”

Feng Shaoyang looked at Xinyue with tears in pain.

"I don't blame you, but I blame the people who broke us apart! You have to kill those people to pay tribute to me! Xin Yue said viciously.

"Cold Sword is dead." Feng Shaoyang said.

"But Murong Ba is still alive, Feng Shaoming is still alive, the people in the green robe are still alive, these guys are all alive, you have to kill them! Kill them! ”

"But I can't get out right now."

"That's because you don't have enough hatred in your heart, and you don't have strong resentment. You come with me. ”

Xin Yue let go of Feng Shaoyang's hand, stood up, and walked slowly past Feng Shaoyang.

Feng Shaoyang watched Xinyue walk forward like this, but he knelt in place, motionless.

Xin Yue gradually walked away, turned around, and beckoned: "Brother Feng, come quickly!" ”

Feng Shaoyang stood up suddenly, rushed behind Xin Yue, and followed Xin Yue to the depths of the yellow sand.

After walking for a long time, the yellow sand slowly subsided, and the wind gradually became lighter, but the ground was full of black soil and white bones.

"Where is this?" Feng Shaoyang asked.

"This is the place where you become a god." Xin Yue smiled.

"I don't need to be a god."

"If you don't become a god, you can't kill Murong Ba, let alone kill the blue-robed man!"

"Even if you become a god, you can't escape this place. Besides, I'm dying. ”

"You're not going to die!"

Walking through the path covered with black earth and white bones, a huge bone cage towered in front of them.

"What is this!" Feng Shaoyang was a little surprised.

"These are the gods who have passed away."

"Ancestors?"

"The man who founded the world."

"Mu Tiansheng said that these people didn't kill each other and die?"

"The gods sacrificed themselves to connect with the outside world, and they didn't kill each other."

The wind is less and the wind is less than the clouds. He suddenly reacted and said, "Xinyue, your Qi Spirit Infant is still in my body, why don't I transfer it back into your body." ”

"Brother Feng, are you going to abandon Xinyue?" Xinyue looked pitiful.

"It's not! It's just that immortal cultivators must have qi spirit babies in their bodies to live. ”

"Aren't I alive and well now?"

Feng Shaoyang seemed to realize something: "But how did you get here?" ”

"I've always been by your side!"

"But you have indeed disappeared, and so have I indeed fallen into the abyss of the void."

"You don't want to see me."

"Say no more! I just wonder if you are the real you. ”

Feng Shaoyang was baptized by the evil qi of the Huoyuan stick, although the resentment in the chaotic small world disturbed his mind at first, but as time passed, Feng Shaoyang's mind was slowly recovering.

Xinyue turned her head away and said nothing.

"Xinyue, you answer me, are you a real existence!" Feng Shaoyang said loudly.

Xin Yue suddenly turned around!

An ugly face appeared on Xin Yue's face, it was not Xin Yue at all!

"Who are you!"

Feng Shaoyang raised his sword and prepared to fight.

The ugly face twitched, and said in an extremely strange tone, "Who am I?" I am your heart. I am Murong Ba, I am Feng Shaoming, and I am Xinyue. I'm a part of your body. ”

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Feng Shaoyang passed through with a sword, but the man was like a phantom, and after Feng Shaoyang passed through, he returned to his original state.

Wearing Xinyue's clothes, he has an ugly face.

"You can't kill me, unless you kill yourself, otherwise, I will always be in front of you."

Feng Shaoyang didn't say a word, he directly clenched the hilt of the sword, and stabbed it with another sword.

But no matter how Feng Shaoyang stabs, that person will stand in front of Feng Shaoyang in a good manner.

"Who the hell are you!" Feng Shaoyang shouted angrily.

"I'm Xinyue, Brother Feng, don't you know me." That ugly face actually made the same sound as Xin Yue.

"No, you're not Xinyue!"

"What's the matter, Brother Feng, has Xinyue become ugly, don't you know me?" The voice is still exactly the same as Xinyue.

"Even if Xinyue becomes unrecognizable, I can recognize it, but you are not Xinyue!"

The man was dressed in Xinyue's clothes and had an ugly face on his head, and he danced and swayed in front of Feng Shaoyang, turning his hands and dancing.

"Brother Feng, look, am I beautiful?" Xin Yue's voice came again.

Feng Shaoyang looked at the scene in front of him, and he was nauseous in his heart!

But as soon as he heard him constantly stimulating himself with Xinyue's voice, he was furious in his heart, and he stabbed straight at him with a swing of his sword.

Feng Shaoyang frantically stabbed the person in front of him, and shouted in his mouth: "Kill you!" Kill you! Kill you! ”

Feng Shaoyang stabbed for a long time, and finally stopped, gasped, and stood in a daze.

But that ugly face appeared in front of him again in Xinyue's clothes.

"Brother Feng, I didn't expect you to be so ruthless. Just because I'm ugly, you're going to kill me!" I hate you! I hate you! Xin Yue's voice sounded again.

"Nope! I didn't kill Xinyue, I killed someone who pretended to be Xinyue! Feng Shaoyang shouted.

"But I'm Xinyue."

"No, you're not."

Feng Shaoyang stabbed at that ugly face again!

Until Feng Shaoyang tried his best, the ugly face still stood in front of Feng Shaoyang.

"You don't love Xinyue at all! What you love is just Xinyue's skin! The voice of the ugly face changed to that strange tone again.

"No, I love Xinyue, I love her!" Feng Shaoyang shouted.

"Don't lie to yourself, if you really love her, even if she becomes as ugly as me, you still won't dislike her. But you tried to kill me again and again! ”

"I love Xinyue, I love her, but you're not her!"

Although Feng Shaoyang insisted on it, his heart was already a little fluctuating.