Lan Ruo panicked, really panicked, he didn't know what to do. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Who can save her? Who can save her......

What should I do, how should I ...... How?

The water-red clothes on Hongyue's body were stained bright red with blood, redder than the color of her pupils and hair, and the blue grass robe on Lan Ruo's body was all blood, and even Lan Ruo's face was adorned with a few blood beads, everything was red.

Hongyue's trachea was cut off, and as she breathed, she made a "ho-ho" sound, her lips moved slightly, but in the end she didn't say anything, just smiled, as if she wanted to comfort Lan Ruo, but in Lan Ruo's eyes, the smile was very tired, very bitter, very sad, and pierced Lan Ruo's heart.

Hongyue slowly closed her eyes, Lan Ruo's hand could feel that Hongyue's tense body was slowly softening, and her consciousness was gradually blurring.

Lan Ruo leaned over to look at Hongyue's face, her face was as white as ice and snow due to excessive blood loss, like an ice sculpture in the north, beautiful and fragile, and lovable.

Lan Ruo's blood-stained right hand lightly stopped on her cheek, and the force was really light, as if he was afraid of hurting her, or afraid of waking her up.

There was a time when Lan Ruo thought that Senior Sister was his whole world.

At that time, Lan Ruo liked her silently, mixing sweetness and bitterness, although she was always inexplicably depressed, but ...... That may be Lan Ruo's happiest time,

Lan Ruo knelt beside Hongyue and kept muttering, "Don't die, don't die, don't die, don't die, don't die, don't die......"

"She's dead." Joseph stood up from the ground and said coldly.

Lan Ruo didn't raise his head, but his voice became more and more choked, deeper and lower, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"Heh, overstimulated, crazy? That's right, let me solve you. Joseph smiled and walked towards Lan Ruo with his sword.

Lan Ruo's voice became choppy, like a broken machine: "Don't die, don't die, don't ...... Hate it...... I hate ...... so much."

"Kill ......"

Resentment, like an ugly worm wriggling in Lan Ruo's heart, resentment, like a fierce poison condensed in Lan Ruo's blood.

At this time, Lan Ruo heard Tierfeng's voice resounding in the sea of knowledge: "He is a hopeless traitor, he betrayed the home where you live, killed your respected master and your beloved senior sister, what, do you want to kill him?" Come, let's kill him together! ”

Joseph suddenly saw Lan Ruo's face raised, and his pale face was crawling with pitch-black spell chains, which looked extremely terrifying.

"Just kill him, and it's all up to you." Lan Ruo said softly.

Joseph was stunned for a moment, and asked with some uneasiness, "You...... Who are you talking to? ”

A thick black spirit overflowed from under the blindfold of Lan Ruo's right eye, gradually wrapping Lan Ruo's whole body, and the ice silk blindfold that Lan Ruo used to cover his right eye turned into ashes under the erosion of the black spirit.

Lan Ruo felt that his consciousness was slowly falling into the dark deep sea, unable to surface, unable to touch the bottom of the sea, unable to breathe air, just kept sinking, kept waiting.

In the deep blue, he no longer hoped for redemption, he only needed an end.

Lan Ruo's right eye slowly opened, and in the hollow eye socket, there was an existence that was darker than black and darker than dark.

A line of clear tears slipped down his left eye, but a line of vermilion blood tears flowed from the bottom of the hollow right eye, drawing a long blood mark on Lan Ruo's face, which looked extremely charming.

Tears ran down his face, and in the end, how long a wound had been cut

My heart hurts......

Lan Ruo reached out to cover his heart, his face slightly distorted.

Lan Ruo's strange posture made Joseph feel a little chilled, as the twenty-second seat of Tarot, he actually had the urge to turn around and escape, but Joseph had investigated Lan Ruo's file, and he knew that with Lan Ruo's speed faster than him, he couldn't escape, so if he wanted to live, he had to kill Lan Ruo on the spot, and then escape.

Now what Joseph is most afraid of is that Lan Ruo will not fight him, and directly turn around and escape from the Cardinal's House, and tell the northern spirits who are guarding the Cardinal's house about his defection, in that way, he will be a turtle in the urn, and there is only one way to die, and fortunately, Lan Ruo does not seem to have any intention of escaping.

It was quiet on the long road, and the two faced each other, neither of whom moved.

Lan Ruo suddenly spoke: "You, do you know what sand food is?" ”

Joseph certainly knew what Sand Food was, because it was his title, the Tarot Council, the Seat of Temperance, the Joseph of Sand Food.

Sand-eating is an ancient monster that looks like a long earthworm, but its body is huge, even far larger than a python. It has no eyes, no nose, no ears, only rough skin like a toad and a huge mouth, it eats sand, digests humus and organisms in the sand, and then sprays out the unnutritious sand, and it is said that whoever hits the sand will get sick and die.

Joseph got this title because he was good at using the combination of wind and sand, but he didn't know why Lan Ruo mentioned this at this time.

Lan Ruo continued: "Sand food dominates the underground world of the desert, but they are unrestrained and greedily plundering territory, even if they already have a boundless territory, they are not satisfied, so most of the sand food is accidentally swollen or eaten by the same kind of people who covet their territory. ”

Joseph narrowed his eyes and said, "Are you saying that I seek status and don't know moderation, so I'm killing myself?" ”

"Exactly." Lan Ruo said coldly.

"Although I am afraid of you, I am not afraid of you, I admit that your talent is excellent, given time, I may not be your opponent, but my Tarot Councilor for so many years is not in vain, it is not so easy to kill me." Josephson said coldly.

Lan Ruo smiled mockingly, didn't speak, his skin gradually became as white as jade, even a little transparent, black breath, swimming under his skin, the darkness in his right eye was irrepressible, frantically expanding, burning like a black flame, overflowing his eye sockets, dancing in the air, at this time, Lan Ruo's whole body surged with an urge to destroy.

Joseph could feel that the intensity of Lan Ruo's aura was gradually rising, his nerves were getting tighter and tighter, his reason told him that he had to strike immediately, but his instinct was reminding him that it would be dangerous to make a move.

He shot anyway.

Joseph chanted the Rune briefly, and a fifth-order wind-based Spirit Spiral Spear formed in the air, and at the same time, he stomped his foot, the ground shattered, and countless concrete shards flew up, and the wind spiral rolled the concrete shards like a shotgun towards Lan Ruo.

Two alchemy arrays of emptiness were projected under Lan Ruo's feet, the air exploded, and he bounced, and in the air, his limbs and spine twisted at an incredible angle, narrowly avoiding those fragments, which hit the wall behind him, and the wall was immediately covered with dense small holes, like a sieve.

At this time, eight black air vortices burst out from Lan Ruo's back, and he shot at Joseph like a black arrow, and the short sword in Joseph's hand lit up with blue light, and stabbed at Lan Ruo's heart with precision.