There has always been a legend of the afterlife flower on the continent of Longzhou, it is rumored that on the other side of the Styx, no matter how time passes, there will be a sea of fiery red flowers, these flowers are called the afterlife flowers, the flowers do not see the leaves, there are no leaves, which means life and death parting, the soul enters the reincarnation, the past things, never see each other, the afterlife flowers bloom on the other side, in order to let those souls who are attached to the world forget the nostalgia of the world because of its beauty, so that they are guided by this demonic flower to lead the way to life. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It is born on the other side of the weak water, outside the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, but it is separated from life and death, and every time people in the world mention this flower, the mood is a little complicated, because it is said that the place where the flowers bloom in the past life is a blissful world without sorrow and joy, without suffering and sorrow, without desire and without desire.

But now, none of the three people in this sea of blood and red flowers would think that the place where it was would be a beautiful bliss.

With blood as a sacrifice, the flowers bloom in the past, and it turns out that under the flowers in the past, it is the flesh and blood that feeds and the life is the guide!

At this time, this sea of flowers is frantically absorbing every trace of essence and blood on Yue Xiaohuan's body!

"Xiao Huan!"

Lu Yingzhong's eyes showed a little panic, he never thought that this rumored immortal spring would be presented in front of him in such a way, and he never imagined that a brilliant sea of crimson flowers under his feet would grow with essence blood as a sacrifice!

Passing away flowers, dissociating life and death, life can be extradited to death, life is death, death is life!

Dongyang looked at the withering life in the sea of flowers, and suddenly realized in his heart that this flower of the past life is guided by blood, and when death comes, it can bloom and flourish!

Lu Yingzhong took three steps and made one step in front of Yue Xiaohuan very quickly, he looked at the little man who was curled up in a ball because of the pain all over his body, his heart was as if he was being squeezed tightly, and the spiritual power in his hands immediately flowed, and he pulled out a gray long sword with both palms, and the sword aura mixed with anger burst out.

"Xiao Huan, you bear with it a little longer, and as a teacher, you will get rid of these demon flowers immediately!"

Lu Yingzhong whispered, and with a twist of his wrist, he was about to raise his sword to slash at the sea of flowers in this place, when suddenly, a silver bell rang, and the painful man on the ground trembled and stretched out his little hand to grab the corner of his clothes.

"No, Master...... This hurts...... Xiao Huan can still hold on, you see that the immortal spring has been found, quickly put him into the spring...... Xiao Huan, please......"

Her voice became more and more low, and even a little wind could blow away the few words she gritted her teeth and said, Dongyang also arrived in front of the two of them at this time, he saw that this girl was only a teenager, and she didn't know what was cutting off a lot of skin, and when she looked closely, it seemed that she seemed to have been stripped of a layer of glorious flesh and skin, hundreds of wounds covered her body, and even her face became blurred with flesh and blood, and in this hideous and terrifying wound, It is the continuous flow of scarlet blood, and as long as you inhale slightly, you can smell the fishy sweet smell of blood in the air!

The body is incomplete, and it is already the most appropriate to describe Yue Xiaohuan at this moment, even Dongyang has some heart palpitations when he sees her like this, not to mention Lu Yingzhong, who loves her so much? ! At this time, Lu Yingzhong looked at Yue Xiaohuan's appearance, his eyes turned red, Jian Zun was alive, and he was free and easy, but he didn't expect that this little girl had already been an important bond in his heart, and his heart was like a knife.

Dongyang held Lu Yingzhong's hand with one hand and waved his sword towards the sea of flowers, with a solemn face,

"Brother Lu, what Xiao Huan said is right, this immortal flower is afraid that it can only grow out of human essence and blood, and the immortal spring will only appear because of the blooming flowers, if you kill this sea of flowers, the immortal spring will most likely disappear, in this way, Xiao Huan's suffering will be in vain! This is Xiao Huan's own choice, even if you help her at this time, how can she let herself go? ”

Dongyang's words poured cold water on Lu Yingzhong's full of anger, he calmed down instantly, thinking that Yue Xiaohuan came all the way because of the obsession in her heart to support her, if she is asked to give up now, I am afraid that this will become a knot that she can't escape from in her life.

Lu Yingzhong couldn't help sighing, just put down the sword in his hand, looked at the swaying sea of flowers in front of him, and clenched his fists fiercely,

"Thank you, senior....... Xiao Huan, please help me put him into the spring to recuperate...... This little pain, it's nothing, this little hurt...... I can't shed enough blood....."

The person who was paralyzed on the ground seemed to be accustomed to a body of pain at this moment, and it was difficult to move his body, and he touched the Haina bag on his waist with one hand, and in a blink of an eye, an ice coffin appeared in the sea of flowers, Yue Xiaohuan's eyes swept over the spring water gushing out not far away, as if she had gained some strength in an instant, which could make the pain on her body no longer so strong.

"I'll take him into the spring."

Dongyang didn't want to see Yue Xiaohuan's miserable appearance anymore, so he turned around and sacrificed a spiritual power, and walked towards the spring with the ice coffin.

Yue Xiaohuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, the pain was deep, it was numbness, at this time she was already unconscious, she just wanted to work hard to keep her brain awake, and wanted to know exactly what kind of effect Lin Luoxi would have when she entered the spring, but the numbing pain had already made her drowsy, and it was difficult to support her eyelids, she bit her lip, trying hard to wake up, awake, but even if she bit her lip, she still didn't feel any pain, but she was going to faint in the next second.

Suddenly, a warm current flowed into her limbs, making her mind clear.

Yue Xiaohuan squinted slightly, and caught a glimpse of the corner of the white clothes.

"Xiao Huan, don't be afraid, Master is with you."

In a sea of flowers, the man who had never been in white and won the snow leaned over and hugged the bloody man, the white placket had been dyed into patches of red, which was even more beautiful and moving than the original blood red, and a sharp sword aura slashed, and the wrist of the man in white flowed out of blood red, which was wrapped in a thick spiritual power and flowed into Yue Xiaohuan's body.

Feeding his life with blood, Lu Yingzhong probably never thought that he would do such an outrageous thing for others, but he did it so involuntarily, he understood that if he didn't help Xiao Huan like this, the essence and blood in her small body would be sucked up by this huge sea of dead flowers in the blink of an eye, and his hard work would also be in vain, how could he bear it, how could he bear to see this child fall in front of his eyes!

"Master..... Don't worry about Xiao Huan...... Xiao Huan is fine...... What can Xiao Huan hold on...... ...... that can hold up"

She whispered softly, unable to tell whether she was speaking to someone else or to herself.

Yue Xiaohuan, as long as you hold on, only you have to hold on, as long as you can see that gentle smiling face can appear again, even if it is sacrificed in blood, she is willing! (To be continued.) )