Is it to save yourself? Listening to the flashy tone plus the memory of a moment in front of me, disappearing for no reason. I must have caused him some trouble. Even if he was stupid, he knew that he was definitely entering the Gu technique area of the Western Gu now.

Holding his stinging shoulder, he closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. Steady your mind and raise your feet again and walk towards the vanity.

At this time, the glitz was already gradually shining down, and the moonlight hit a layer of silver glow. The mask of human skin on his face melted into a puddle of water as the temperature gradually rose to his level, and drip by drop from his delicate face fell all over his neck.

The dark clouds in the sky above the sky were already dense, colliding rapidly. Thunder rolled. And the silver moon, which was gradually rounding, struggled to break out of the black clouds and illuminate the earth.

"Flashy." He didn't stop and called softly.

A faint white smoke suddenly rose from his originally cold body, just like the sweat stains on his body had evaporated. The scorching heat could be felt even if it was three or four meters away from him, and the terrifying aura seemed to melt everything except him.

The whole land was blown into a wind, and the trees around it were blown into mottled and terrifying shadows. Her hair was lifted by the wind, and her thin and thin body seemed to be drowned in the darkness at any moment.

Flashy looked at the light-colored figure that was getting closer and closer to him, desperately suppressing the fading reason.

"Don't come again." Almost struggling to say this.

His deep, pale black pupils gradually reddened, and even the black hair that had been picked up by the wind gradually turned from the roots to a frightening crimson. The handsome and tall figure stood straight, his hands clenched tightly.

The dark blood in his body boiled wildly. It's been a long time since I've been in such pain. One year, two years, five years. He will never forget the night five years ago, when he became so virtuous. His hands were stained with thousands of blood, and even his relatives died in his palms. Like a caress, Tian licked and killed anyone he could see.

Only at this moment, at the moment when you have completely become a demon, can you instantly remember the sins you have done. in order to give yourself a chance to wake up for a moment. And what happens when you wake up? Seeing blood on his hands, seeing those closest to him die at his hands, seeing what he had done. Pain, struggle, insincerity, liver and intestines.

Su stopped two meters away from the glitz.

Finally. The sky overhead could not stand the onslaught of cumulus clouds, and after a flash of lightning that resounded through the ice melting island, it was accompanied by a deafening thunderclap that poured down. And the tenacious and stubborn moon broke through the thick dark clouds and sprinkled the silver light all over the body without hesitation. In the illusion array, the two people who are only two meters clear are photographed.

The rain was pouring down on the four people on the island with the strong wind. Jun Mowen's fingers tactfully, the thousands of silver threads on her wrists were transformed into countless nets on the top of her head, the white dress was blown up by the wind, she was still as easy as a goddess descending from the outside world, only looking at the person in front of her leisurely and sarcastically.

Lian Chi Yuan held the palm of the silver sword, and the crimson blood slid all over the sword body along the hilt. He stood outside the barrier, no more than ten meters away. The rain dripped down his sculpted face into his eyes, as black as the abyss of hers, and he looked at her, letting the wind lift him up, letting the sweat mix with the rain, dripping his whole body from the white neck down the neckline, and letting him look at her however he wanted. She still couldn't see him, he was right in front of her, but she couldn't see him.

"I'm here." His low, hoarse voice seemed to have been poured into the cold rain.

And what is within sight of is only the glitz that is walking on the verge of destruction step by step. His reddening pupils and long hair, his increasingly delicate and well-defined cheeks, the sharp nails of his fingertips, the fangs that were already clearly visible when the corners of his mouth were slightly opened, his sanity struggling desperately between clarity and annihilation. His tormented body and soul.

"Don't come near me."

Flashy stepped back, almost roaring at the sight of his eyes. The stumbling in front of him was now indistinguishable, only the blood circulating in her body was enlarged in front of his eyes, making his already clamor body even more painful.

Don't hurt her, no, hurt her. He told himself over and over again.

Su Zhi looked at the hands that were clenched tightly by the flashy and had been stabbed with blood by his sharp long armor. His eyes were closed, his eyelashes were trembling, his red hair was wet and sticky all over his neck. Like a poor lone beast with nowhere to go.

"Have you been flooded with demonic blood?" It's like saying it to the vanity, and it's like saying it to yourself.

So familiar scene. If Heaven has mercy on me, let me remember something. Tell me what to do? What exactly should I do?

Su Zhi gently closed her eyes, and slowly ran the abundant true qi in her body that she didn't know where she came from. The long hair that was originally wet by the rain was gently raised, and the faint moisture around her body was dissipated by the impact like her body, and the soul stone in her hand flashed slightly.

Not again. It was like a bell ringing from the sky. One by one, it was like a straight hammer to the center of her heart. With her beating heart became the same frequency.

And she didn't know that beyond Melting Ice Island, there was another mountain just a mountain away from him.

A woman in a bright red dress was holding a golden dagger soaked in her own blood and striking hard and tremblingly, and the old gray bell in front of her eyes was only the size of a palm.

Her originally radiant, evil and delicate face was no longer bloodless, white and embarrassed, and her black hair was hanging down to her forehead and her neck. And every time she knocked, her heart would be pierced into the heart as if she was pierced by the golden dagger in her hand, making a sound of flesh tearing, and the blood stains on the dagger in her hand also increased.

The sound of the old bell was out of the world, out of anyone's eardrums, out of time and space, and was transmitted to the heart of a thousand miles away from her. This old bell was obtained by Yingqing desperately, and only this bell can awaken the memories that have been hidden deep in her heart through her heart's blood.

"Wake up." Negative Qing didn't care about the heart that was about to be pierced, she didn't care about her lips that had been watered by the rain or dried up, she didn't care about her trembling body, she didn't care about anything, she only knew that she couldn't lose her again. She is the only relative in this world.

Negative Qing raised his eyes, but his eyes were frosted by the heavy rain. The cold raindrops were warm in her eye sockets, sliding down the sides of her cheeks along the tail of her slender eyes.

Trembling, even the golden dagger was unstable and fell to his knees when he was swept up by the wind. As soon as he remembered that Su Zhi was still struggling in the trap of Jun Mo asking that slut, he resented why he asked Flashy to protect her. Now, it was time to answer Jun Mo's question.

Holding the dagger tightly in his hand, he raised his face and ignored the beating of the wind and rain, and used all his strength to reach out his slender arm again to strike the old bell.

Not only in her heart, she frowned slightly, and swallowed the bloody breath that poured up from her throat fiercely. Choked and coughed violently, coughing red, but his hands did not stop for half a minute.

"Please, wake up. My, sister. ”