Looking blankly at the Demon Cultivators and Immortal Alliances who were fighting together, the powerful spiritual power fluctuations made even Mo Kongjing, who was standing in the distance, feel shocked and stressed.

"Three, two, one, fall."

The red lips opened lightly, and the faint voice sounded in her ears, until she saw the withered Fusang trees, she suddenly realized that the clotted fat was calculating the time when the Fusang trees withered!

At the moment when the sound fell, the entire heaven and earth fell into a dazzling world of light, except for the people who were confused and at a loss, only the Fuso tree whose life had come to an end was left in the entire world of white light.

All the demon cultivators turned into nothingness at the moment when the Fusang tree completely withered, and in fact, just before the Fusang tree completely withered, Qi Mi, who felt bad, had already sacrificed his magic weapon to urge all the magic power in his body to leave here.

Taking back the magic weapon jade bone fan, Feng Ni turned sideways and looked at the red figure that was gradually walking towards the Fusang tree and was silent, and he frowned when he saw the staggering steps of the condensation. The moment the red shadow walked in front of the Fuso tree, the entire Fuso tree began to shrink dramatically, until it shrank to the size of a dead tree.

In the pale world of light, Mo Kongjing looked at the dead wood that fell to the ground alone in astonishment and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, and the divine tree Fusang in the immortal cultivation world became such a dead wood?

"Puff cough."

A mouthful of blood spit out without warning, but the clotted fat wiped the corners of her mouth and bent down to pick up the dead wood, but the moment she got the dead wood, her whole body had lost its center of gravity and fell heavily to the ground.

Shocked, Mo Kongjing rushed out at once, "Clotted fat!" ”

Seeing the condensed fat that fell to the ground, Feng Ni, who suddenly felt bad, immediately called: "Tomorrow morning." The woman in the pink shirt who had been following him nodded, and walked up quickly.

The woman called Ming Chen looks very kind, there has always been a shallow smile in her eyes, gentle and lovely, her smile is very soothing, so that people can only look at it like a spring breeze and forget all their troubles.

Ming Chen carefully checked the physical condition of the condensed fat, and finally took a look at the coagulation that was like a gossamer, she finally shook her head heavily and said in a low voice: "The heart is broken, the origin is dry, and there is nothing I can do." ”

Hearing Ming Chen say this, Mo Kongjing's brain nerves were broken all of a sudden, and there was an endless ringing sound in his ears, and he couldn't hear a trace of the outside world at all. How can it be! That's a soul-locking lamp! One of the top ten weapons, the soul locking lamp! How is it possible, how can it be so easy, just

The weak and fallen clotted smile weakly, she wanted to say something, but there was no sound. Seeing Mo Kongjing shaking her head uncontrollably, Ning Fat slowly handed over the dead wood in her hand, and there was no one else in Ning Li's sight, and there was no dead wood in her hand. Her eyes were only focused on Mo Kongjing's body, and in those eyes without any impurities, there was only full of trust and expectation!

Nodding desperately, knowing what the clotted fat meant, she stretched out her hands and solemnly held the hand that clotted the dead wood was holding. She said silently, I will take my life to protect it, opened her mouth, and no sound came out, but she saw a congealed smile, a smile that spread from the depths of her heart. And the longing in the depths of those eyes, and at the end, when her form completely dissipated, only one voice floated into everyone's ears.

"It's a pity, the concubine can't see the moment when you are dominant, I thought I could still help you."

Seeing the figure that had begun to dissipate, Feng Ni asked eagerly, "Where is the thing?" ”

The clotted fat that had dissipated to the point of leaving only the head only smiled shallowly and turned into a broken oil lamp.

Touching the broken oil lamp on the ground with a heavy heart, Mo Kongjing was silent, finally, finally came to this point. The soul locking lamp, which ranked ninth among the top ten weapons, finally disappeared from the world's sight completely. So hard, so flamboyant, so proud, the clotted fat is finally still out of oil.

Seeing the little white rabbit with red eyes and tears constantly shedding tears at a loss, Mo Kongjing couldn't help but squat down and whispered, "I'll help you." ”

Her hands trembled, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't control the emotions in her heart. She picked up the broken shells piece by piece, picked up the lamps that had lost their luster, and struggled to put them together in their original form.

When the dilapidated oil lamp barely changed to its original appearance, the dazzling white light began to gradually fade, the starry sky was still the starry sky, the gazebo was still the gazebo, but at this moment, it seemed that there was only endless sadness left.

When Luo Ming stumbled over, he had forgotten how to speak, he looked at the worn-out oil lamp in Mo Kongjing's hand with red eyes and confusion, at that moment, he had forgotten everything, in his eyes and heart, all that was left was the oil lamp and the proud smile when he first met.

Putting the oil lamp in front of Yuebao, seeing the tears of the little white rabbit, and seeing it carefully protecting the dilapidated oil lamp, Mo Kongjing's heart was also full of mixed feelings, and finally could only turn into a long sigh. For the current Yuebao, clotted fat is almost everything to it, and the person it took his life and his life to protect finally left.

Along with the oil lamp, she suddenly picked up Yuebao and looked sideways at the old man who was stiff in place. The white-haired pale hunched over, no matter which way you look at it, you can't tell that she is the heroic and chivalrous Luo Ming in the mouth of the clotted fat.

However, she remembered that it was rumored that the four seasons in front of the secret realm of the secluded court were like spring, and almost everyone couldn't help but wonder if it was God's favor and grace. But everyone who has been to the secret realm of the secluded court knows that there is such an old man, who is hunched over and hunched over, cultivating flowers and plants for decades, cleaning the front of the door.

Behind all the miracles, the price paid is beyond everyone's imagination.

"Are you Luo Ming?"

Facing those calm eyes, Luo Ming's voice choked up: "I am"

Mo Kongjing held the white rabbit Yuebao and walked towards the dark passage without hesitation with the shabby oil lamp in her hand, and the moment she passed Luo Ming, she said softly: "Let me tell you that she has never regretted it." "If you can't say it, let her replace it, at least, let Luo Ming know that she loves him like that.

Hearing a choked sob, she paused for a moment, then stepped away. The so-called misses and misunderstandings, in fact, most of them are mediocre people who disturb themselves, and the miss is not wrong, but too much. Even if they still love each other so much.

Suddenly there was a loud cry behind him, and he cried like a child at a loss, crying like a heartbreak.

Far away, through the distant trees and flowers, the big tree with an old silhouette was suddenly broken by someone. The right hand was bleeding nonstop, but how could that pain compare to the pain in my heart.

A choked voice came from Yi Junxiao's throat, and there were tears in his red eyes, "Teacher Clotted Fat"

The arrogant and flamboyant woman was unwilling to accept him as an apprentice, but she was willing to teach him and even consider herself a teacher and student. Why did the people who taught him so much leave? Why is Heaven so unfair?