Usually, there are two kinds of competitions, one is the fighting body, which is what people usually call the fighting method; The other is the fighting spirit (that is, the previous called soul fighting). Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Fighting Spirit, as the name suggests, whoever has a strong soul and mental power can win.

Of course, fighting spirits is more dangerous than fighting bodies, if it is a two-person fight in reality, at most the losing side will suffer some flesh wounds. But if the side of the fighting soul loses, the soul will be injured at the least, and the soul will be scattered.

This is also the reason why Nangong Lieyan was shocked when he saw Ye Zirou casting a spell.

At this time, both people on the stage were standing quietly.

Ye Hanxiang was still in the thick fog, Ye Zirou didn't know where she went, and now there was a groan in her ears.

"Ah~Nangong~~Nangong~~", this person's voice is charming and moving, just listening to it makes people blush and heartbeat.

Ye Hanxiang frowned, stared at it, and the white mist around her instantly dispersed - her figure suddenly appeared in the house at the bottom of the riverbed.

The house was somehow decorated in festive red.

Suddenly, Ye Hanxiang's vision narrowed suddenly, because she was now standing in the bed curtain - watching the two of them fit tightly together, making the most primitive rhythm.

"Ah~ah~um~~"

Ye Hanxiang's chest suddenly rose and fell violently, and her eyes widened......

"Boom-" Brain Weng said, tears flowed down his eyes wantonly, the two people on the bed were still fighting shirtless, and Ye Hanxiang's eyes were already red. "You-" she cried out with a trembling of her lips, "No, stop! Stop—" But no one listened to her.

The sound of gasps in my ears was still echoing. The scenes in front of her constantly stimulated her vision. Ye Hanxiang covered her ears in pain, she didn't want to look or listen.

His hands shook violently, and his nails grew longer little by little.

She seemed to hear the sound of her nails growing, and jerked out her hands again, looking down at her ten fingers.

The nails are red, bewitching red!

As if frightened, she hurriedly hid her hands behind her back.

Everyone in the audience looked at Ye Hanxiang on the stage in confusion, she stopped talking in a daze, and then hid her hands behind her in horror.

"Snap" grabbed the stone chair with both hands, and Nangong Lieyan's eyes had an urge to kill.

At this time, Ye Hanxiang squatted in the corner, hiding her hands behind her and trembling, but she quickly came back to her senses-

No, even if it's true, she already knows all this, she has made a choice!

"Yo~~ You're so determined, and you're indifferent to seeing this kind of good thing." The voice sneered again.

Ye Hanxiang didn't pay attention to it, who didn't go over? Everyone has a past. She forced herself to close her eyes, but as soon as she talked about the past, the next second, as soon as the scene around her changed, she actually heard a baby's cry!

The baby's body is so small, it's an unformed fetus.

It was crying, waving its little hands as if trying to save it. I wanted to crawl out of the river of blood beneath me, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't.

Ye Hanxiang saw it very clearly, its little feet were pierced by two iron hooks, and the more it struggled, the more its body sank.

"This is the Netherworld Blood River in Hell, Ye Hanxiang! I can't imagine that you still have a pregnant person~~ Yo, the child is yours, right? Look at the crying, it looks like it's still a formed fetus-" Yezirou's comment on immortality is enough.

Ye Hanxiang was cold from her head to her feet. Yes, her children.

Two lines of tears flowed down her cheeks—it was the poor child she had died in her previous life, the child she had not been able to look at again until she died.

Ye Hanxiang suddenly went crazy and rushed desperately into the River Styx, and she wanted to save it.

But no matter how she walked, her footsteps remained in place. The fetus was far away from her across the river. Ye Hanxiang's lips trembled, tears flowed down her face, and she knelt there with her hands stretched forward: "Child-Mom, Mom, I'm sorry for you!" "Finally cried into a tearful man.

She wanted to hug it, to take the iron hooks off its feet, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get close.

At this point, everyone outside the phantom world was dumbfounded, kid? Ye Hanxiang is talking about the child in her mouth? She, she, she, she even had children?

Nangong Lieyan couldn't bear it anymore for a long time-

"God—" Shui Nian's cold eyes looked over.

Ye Hanxiang was desperate, her heart had already broken her heart, and she had unspeakable bitterness and self-blame. The harder she tried, the more she couldn't get closer, the mother was crying silently here, and the child was struggling desperately in the river of blood.

The hook is like a hook in Ye Hanxiang's heart...... Gradually, her nails grew longer and longer, turning crimson into crimson.

At this time, Ye Zirou said coldly: "I thought you were such a noble woman, I didn't expect you to be so lowly that you would have already conceived a child." And killed it-" Ye Zirou's figure appeared faintly behind Ye Hanxiang.

"No, it's not! I don't want it to die at all. Ye Hanxiang trembled and roared, she hated it, why was she so fragile and vulnerable at that time.

"Yes. But do you know that all unborn and dead fetuses cannot be born forever, and they will always suffer this boundless suffering-" Ye Zirou said contemptuously. Then he took a step closer behind her: "Ye Hanxiang, look down - your bright red nails, do you think about it carefully, will your nails be red when you get angry, huh?" "The tail note dragged on for a long time.

Ye Hanxiang couldn't help but raise her hand to look, but the moment she lowered her head, a sharp dagger plunged into her heart.

She lowered her head, numb and panicked in her heart. I didn't even feel the pain, but I kept asking repeatedly, "Yes and why?" Why? ”

Why are nails red?

Ye Zirou hugged her from behind, put her hands around her chest and stirred her heart fiercely, lying next to her ear and saying:

"Don't you know? Dear sister... Your beloved Nangong Lieyan transferred the blood spirit root of his sweetheart to you~Giggle~~ So-you are just like that kid from beginning to end, just a poor worm that no one wants~~~ Giggle. Ye Zirou smiled coldly, and with one last effort, the entire hilt of the sword was submerged into Ye Hanxiang's heart......

"My dear sister, I'm risking my life to tell you such a big secret, you have to enjoy it—" The figure sighed softly, as if with a hint of sarcasm. Ye Hanxiang, you get up and fight with me, your own dearest people are calculating you, you are the big fool!

"......" Ye Hanxiang's expression was cold, her eyes seemed to be about to shoot firelight, and the dress on her body gradually began to change color from her feet, until her shoulders turned red.

This time, the scene around her changed, and she was back in reality again, surrounded by screams of terror.

"Oh my God! She's the legendary Blood Spirit Root? ”

"The Blood Spirit Root is here!!" Everyone stepped back in horror...... Look at her as if you were looking at a youkai.

Ye Hanxiang walked towards Ye Zirou expressionlessly.

She turned around and wanted to escape, but was caught by Ye Hanxiang's five-fingered volley.

"Ye Hanxiang, you slut, let it go!" She tore Ye Hanxiang's hands fiercely, but the other party couldn't move like an iron wall. Yezi was anxious, and her gaze turned to Shui Nian. Didn't you say that someone would save her?

Immediately after, "Ye Hanxiang, stop it!" Nangong Lieyan's face changed dramatically, and he stood up and flew onto the high platform. (To be continued.) )