Xiaobai continued to feed Phantom Night mouth-to-mouth. That intermittent movement lasted for an unknown amount of time in the silent world, until the wound on Xiaobai's wrist could no longer squeeze out a drop of blood.

Phantom Night still hadn't regained his heartbeat, but his face was slowly regaining a little bit of blood. Xiaobai secretly rejoiced in his heart, as long as he helped Phantom Night recover his breathing as soon as possible, maybe there was a possibility of resurrection!

The anxious Xiaobai immediately put the phantom night flat on the ground, and he knelt beside the evil spirit, lowered his head and said softly shyly: "Master, Xiaobai knows that you like to be tidy, but in order to save you, I'm sorry." ”

After finishing speaking, he reached out to pull the belt of Phantom Night's clothes, uncovered the tightly worn deep clothes layer by layer, and quickly tore off all of Phantom Night's clothes with three or two movements.

The sculpture-like perfect undulating curves appeared in front of Xiaobai, and although there was no sign of life, it still exuded a soul-intimidating charm.

Xiao Bai was ashamed of his blushing, but he didn't hesitate to press his hands flat on both sides of Phantom Night's heart, and then pressed it hard, bending down from time to time, and using his mouth to touch Phantom Night's mouth, blowing air in.

Every time he pressed it, Xiaobai's heart was cold. Because, no matter how hard Xiaobai tries, Phantom Night never breathes. He always closed his eyes peacefully, like a delicate lifeless puppet, at the mercy of the little white branch.

The warm spiritual power that Xiao Bai had infiltrated at the beginning, and the effect began to dissipate. The suffocatingly beautiful body began to get cold again little by little.

The blood of the divine dragon can cure all diseases, and the spiritual power of the divine dragon can repair any wound, but the divine dragon does not have the divine power to bring the dead back to life......

The tears that he could not hold back could not be held back again, and Xiaobai began to cry in despair: "Master, you are a vampire!" It's not an ordinary person! Even if a vampire turns into a dried corpse and a skeleton, as long as it gets blood, it will still come back to life! Why don't you just want to wake up? ”

I don't know how long it took, and the desperate Xiaobai finally stopped all rescue actions.

Xiaobai's mind was full of the tragic day of the decisive battle, and the words of farewell to him after the phantom night......

"The hosts! When you win this game, let's go back to live an ordinary life together, okay? ”

"Good ......"

"Xiaobai is waiting for the master here!"

"Okay, I'll be back."

……

"Master, you clearly said that you will come back! Why did you leave Xiaobai again......"

Xiaobai wept with grief.

Obviously, everything is over now, and as long as you live, you can be happy......

The humiliated Phantom Night has been disheartened and sees death as home.

Xiaobai roared sadly: "Ah Ye, you don't believe what you are doing, I love you!" You're not a substitute for anyone...... I really don't mind your past and experiences. Why would you rather die than come back to me? ”

Xiao Bai sat on the ground in a daze, muttering to himself in panic, his mind was blank, and his empty golden eyes reflected the unclothed corpse......

Xiaobai pursed her lips. His lip has been bitten by him and is oozing blood!

In despair, Xiaobai did not lose his most rational mind. He has not forgotten that even if the master dies, he must die cleanly and neatly.

So he hurriedly wiped the blood from the corners of his master's mouth and neck with his sleeve, and went to help Phantom Night put his clothes back on with trembling hands. He didn't know anything about the wearing of Hanfu, and he was clumsily busy for a while, and finally reluctantly used the complicated Hanfu to cover the body of Phantom Night again. Compared with the dignified elegance and neat atmosphere under the care of the ghost king, there is a kind of sloppy messiness.

Xiaobai hugged the corpse of Phantom Night into his arms again, and cried inferiorly: "Master, I'm sorry! Xiaobai is really as you said, except for crying and making trouble, he can't do anything! Xiaobai hated himself so much that he only now knew the truth! O master! Whether you have memories of previous lives or not! Whether you're going to be evil, Mu Weilai or Phantom Night! No matter what you do or what you encounter, Xiaobai is willing to accept all of the master! ”

Mu Weilai is both a relative and a lover to Xiaobai, which always makes Xiaobai have hazy fantasies; The evil is heroic and majestic, and he is a master worthy of Xiaobai's respect and love; The phantom night made Xiaobai can't help but fall in love with it, and he wants to monopolize it frantically......

Xiaobai understands that his feelings for Phantom Night are different from those for Mu Weilai and Jiang Evil. Now Xiaobai can already accept the whole of this soul!

But it's always too late!

Xiaobai betrayed Mu Weilai and took refuge in the evil demon, and Mu Weilai and the evil demon died together......

Xiaobai misunderstood the affectionate and compassionate general, which made him disappear in despair......

Xiao Bai looked at it with white eyes, his favorite phantom night, in order to save everyone, carried all the burdens on his body, fought bloodily on the battlefield, was tortured by the ghost king in every way, and after the most sloppy body, all the bones and meridians of the body were broken, and he was also scratched by the ghost king and died, he watched it, but he couldn't save him!

Mistakes again and again made Xiaobai fall into a catastrophe.

In the wild vision, Phantom Night's seemingly sleeping face blurred again, not only because of Xiaobai's tears, but also because the weakness of the injury and the irreparable blow of despair were gnawing away at his consciousness. Although his world realm had completely collapsed, he still held on to the phantom night like an unswerving rock.

Suddenly, Xiaobai lowered his head and put his face on Phantom Night's face, as if the white fox was coquettish to his master in the past, and gently rubbed it, smirking quietly, as if he had lost his mind......

Xiaobai's appearance made the ghost king feel cold......

Is Xiaobai overly sad and crazy?

Although the ghost king is also remorseful and sad because of his master's death, he is calm and will never be like Xiaobai.

The ghost king did think that if Xiaobai couldn't save his master, he would kill Xiaobai. However, now Xiaobai is more uncomfortable than death, do you still need to do it yourself?

Although the ghost king hates Xiaobai, Xiaobai's heart for his master, he feels that he will never be able to do it. So even if you know the master first, in the master's heart, your position will always be better than Xiaobai! I lost completely!

Thinking of this, the ghost king's hatred and killing thoughts towards Xiaobai disappeared.

Xiao Bai's tears were filled with infinite affection and sadness: "Master, the joys and sorrows of several lifetimes are so cruelly tossing us, the master is unwilling to wake up, Xiao Bai is fed up, let us disappear into the Three Realms together...... From then on, there is no need for reincarnation, there is no need to wait, and there are no more troubles that can disturb us. ”

Xiao Bai made up his mind to secretly use his spiritual power to attract the dragon's spiritual fire, and he wanted to burn his body and soul along with the corpse of Phantom Night. A blue flame was burning, like a sad beautiful goddess, gently surrounding the two people who hugged her with maternal love.

Xiao Bai looked at the phantom night affectionately, with a happy smile on his face, as if he wanted to go to a world without troubles with his master, instead of going to eternal destruction.

Phantom Night always lies calmly in Xiaobai's arms, looking no longer lonely and lonely. Because of that warm and safe embrace, he can complete the rest of the rest of the rest, so he can sleep peacefully all the time......

"Master, if you really care about Xiaobai so much, will you wake up when you hear Xiaobailong's intentions?" The Ghost King looked at the Phantom Night and muttered to himself in distraction.

At this moment, the ghost king was finally moved by Xiaobai's true feelings for the phantom night. He understood that the tranquility that his master longed for was something that only Xiaobai could give him. So the ghost king stood quietly aside, intending to fulfill them silently, but he wept silently with sorrow......

"Master, I've been waiting for you for a thousand years, is this the end?"

This kind of pain cannot be described in words.