Mei'er silently looked at the red tear marks on her wrists, confused.

She lightly pressed the tear mark, and an ancient sword with a strange red light appeared in her hand, and the bloody breath rushed straight to the end of her nose, Mei'er frowned, and the dark red stained on the sword came from the coagulated blood?

Whose blood is this? Could it be the blood of the Heavenly Emperors who died under this sword in the past? Her heart was cold, and she couldn't help but throb.

"I tell you, I will turn into a sword and hide in your hands, no one in the Heavenly Palace can resist this sword, after you kill the current Heavenly Emperor, this sword will return to nothingness, waiting for the next awakening."

The demonic voice kept ringing in her ears, Mei'er bit her lip, the flowing purple clothes flashed in front of her eyes, and murmured: "Kill you, why should I kill you?" ”

The tears she had held back for a long time could no longer be suppressed, and a drop fell on the dark red blade: "What about you, Hexi, if one day you know my identity, will you not hesitate to raise your sword and kill me to prevent future troubles?" ”

"Actually, this long story is nearing the end of today, and now I just want to patch up its ending more thoroughly, so that it doesn't have a chance to continue."

Mei'er smiled bitterly, is this story really coming to an end? Maybe it's just the beginning, and if you want to fix it more thoroughly, you might as well kill me, because I'm the only woman in this space who can threaten your safety.

I am your undying nemesis—and your nominal wife.

She gently stroked the cold blade, and a penetrating chill penetrated into her heart from her fingertips, and at this time, she found that there was an inscription engraved on the blade - "Whoever inherits my bloodline, hold this sword, snipe the emperor of the heavenly palace, and sprinkle his blood on the soil under his feet, so as to ensure the prosperity of the generations and continue to last." ”

Mei'er Muran looked at the inscription, and her sorrow suddenly turned into a soft sigh.

She is sighing for her bizarre encounter, and she is also sighing for the peerless woman who did not hesitate to turn into a sword, why does she still want to let this resentment be passed on after thousands of years?

Who failed whom in the past, so that Jin Ling'er was heartbroken and resolutely led future generations into a bloody road of no return?

The sword turned into a red teardrop, and escaped on her wrist, the jade statue had turned into nothingness, and the illusory space in the shadow wall disappeared, except for the lonely shadow wall, and the mournful lotus flower never tired of opening and closing.

Mei'er sat down against the stone wall, looking up at the sealed interface on the top, her eyes were indifferent, the wound on her back had been aching faintly, she shrank for a moment, and she felt very cold at the moment.

She could have relied on the Jinling Quan Sword to break through the interface above and return to the desolate ruins, but now she would rather stay in this narrow space, the Heavenly Emperor and the Hades Emperor may not have gone far, she doesn't want to see them.

It's quiet here, she can stay here, clean the wounds of her body and mind, and then think about the future and where to go.

The wound was so painful, Mei'er carefully moved the position, not to let the bumpy stalagmites behind her touch the wound, she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, in a daze, she felt the ground tremble, she was a little surprised, opened her bitter eyes, and before she could react, the stone wall around her was already shaking, she stood up with difficulty, thinking about walking to the shadow wall, the sealed interface on her head came with a clicking tearing sound, as if it was cut by a sharp blade, and someone forcibly opened a hole.

She was stunned, a person had jumped down from the gap, the elegant green clothes shook in front of her eyes, Mei'er's heart jumped, the word "Hades Emperor" was still rolling on the tip of her tongue, the person had already rushed to her side with an arrow, and reached out to hug her into his arms.

"Mei'er, you're here, how are you hurt?"

The hoarse voice rose in a deep voice, and in the predicament of having nothing to do, the Hades Emperor actually used a large amount of true qi to move the earth-shaking mountain and reflect**, completely turning the ruins trapped in the enchantment upside down.

Mei'er was still in this space, so this realm of nothingness had not yet closed, and he followed the breath of the jade bracelet and her blood to finally find this ghostly and strange space.

He finally found her, the anxious mood was suddenly released, at that moment he hugged her so tightly, almost crushed her already fragile muscles, Mei'er let out a low cry, reached out to push him away, the Emperor of the Underworld pressed her shoulder with one hand, and whispered: "Don't move, let me see your wounds." ”

He was about to open Mei'er's shirt to check the injury on her back, but Mei'er had already grabbed his hand and said angrily and ashamedly: "What do you want to do?" Take away your hand and don't touch me. ”

The Hades Emperor's hand froze for a moment, and said softly: "You were injured by the sword qi of the Heavenly Monarch, that is not an ordinary sword, Mei'er, don't be willful, let me see, okay?" ”

Mei'er's face turned pale instantly, and her whole body couldn't stop trembling slightly.

The Emperor of the Dead held her and was about to speak, when Mei'er suddenly said sadly: "I don't believe it, you are all lying to me, he can even let Qing'e go, how can he kill me?" ”

The Emperor of the Underworld gently shook her hand away, and then uncovered her clothes, Mei'er only felt a chill on her back, and the Emperor of the Underworld had already turned to her back, while examining her wounds, while responding to her questions: "Maybe he was unintentional, the sword qi is all over the sky, it just so happens that you have met, don't move, let me see your injuries." ”

Mei'er wanted to walk away, but the Hyeto Emperor's hand wrapped around her little demon, trying to push him away, but she lost too much blood after the injury, and she was tortured by the terrible curse on her head just now, and her strength was already exhausted, where did she have the ability to compete with him, so she had to hold her bare chest with both hands, and choked up: "Don't look at it anymore, Mingchen, please, don't look at it." ”

The Emperor of the Underworld was silent, just looked at the wound behind her, a deep wound slanted across her entire back, and thin blood streaks were slowly oozing out from the semi-coagulated blood scab, he looked a little shocked, gently covered her clothes, looked down at Mei'er, whose face was snow-white, reached out to wipe the tears on her cheeks for her, and whispered: "I'll take you back to heal." ”

Mei'er arranged her dress embarrassedly, and said angrily: "Don't worry about it, you go back to your netherworld, I said, my life and death, I make my own decisions." ”

Her whole body was trembling, pain and chill spreading rapidly from her back to her body, and her snow-white face was tinged with a terrible gray.

The Hades Emperor's eyes were anxious, her little hands were cold, and this was the energy flowing in the dark.

He jerked his head down, sucking into her faded lips.

A stream of heat slowly flowed into Mei'er's throat under his strong push, instantly spreading throughout her body, driving away the chill from her body. Mei'er squirmed a few times and called out vaguely: "I don't eat and let go of me." ”

His hand skillfully avoided the wound on her back, but it happened to hold her firmly in his arms, suppressing her whining resistance, and slowly melting the pill into her slightly cool body.