The Grim Reaper Realm formed a visible gray protective shield around Lan Xinren, and she was still holding on to this fatal injury to fight to the death with the spirit of the language despite the bleeding from her mouth and nose. This spirit of speech hinders her from fulfilling the last wish of the god of death, then this god of death is her enemy, and she is never soft on her enemy, Lan Xinren!

The huge lantern eye looked coldly at Lan Xinren in the air, and the bright stars all over his body flew out of Yu Ling's body like an immortal rune. The lines on each rune are different, making it elusive. And each rune was much larger than the blue newcomer, as tall as the Dance Memory Frost. You must know that the blue newcomer is only the size of Wu Yishuang's small hand, and now the blue newcomer can't care about the pain, and sets up an attack posture and prepares to fight.

Lan Xinren didn't know what these runes with different shapes and strange patterns were for. But Lan Xinren knew that if these runes attacked her, she would not be able to resist at all, and she would even be easily killed in seconds.

So she was going to take advantage of the fact that this rune was just levitating around her to rush out in the void where she was going to have a final battle.

"It's useless, even if you can break free from the imprisonment of the runes, you can't resist the damage I inflict on you." The big mouth that split in the air of the language spirit opened and closed, and the tone was full of disdain for Lan Xinren, and even wanted to take revenge on Lan Xinren for his disrespect for him before.

The Death God Fire Qilin looked at Lan Xinren in the endless stars incarnated by the spirit of speech, he always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. "Hey, you can't kill her!" The Death God Fire Qilin was stunned the next moment, and he saw that the language spirit had refined countless star fragments and smashed wildly towards the blue newcomer.

This kind of attack is not sure that the Death God Fire Qilin will be able to withstand it, and now the language spirit is like a madman who wants to kill the blue newcomer!

"Hey!" The blue-purple night fire shattered a meteorite, and the burning sensation on the meteorite invaded the blue newcomer's body in an instant. There was something like magma on the meteorite, which happened to be split by the night fire of the blue newcomer, splashing the fiery red and ultra-hot liquid of the blue newcomer.

The liquid adhered to the body of the blue newcomer, and it actually corrupted the skin of the blue newcomer. Even on Lan Xinren's new skirt, she stared blankly at the wounds on the skirt and on her body.

In a daze, countless starfalls fell from the sky, emitting blood-red light and smashing towards the blue newcomer. The blue newcomer was like a bird shot in the heart by a hunter, and he was fiercely fixed on the ground! Then countless runes glowed with the same light at this moment, and the lines on them seemed to be breathing. The imprisoned energy instantly enriched Lan Xinren's entire body, and the strength of his whole body was even imprisoned, except for the blue-purple night fire

The night fire revealed a faint blue-purple light in the darkness, and the weak lightning wanted to illuminate the whole world in the darkness. Lan Xinren used his weak thinking to control the night fire, trying to let him dispel the darkness here, but no matter how hard Lan Xinren tried, it was useless. He kept his glow like a firefly, drifting in the dark space. Countless magma-like things poured on Lan Xinren's body at this moment, and the screams filled the entire dark space.

Immediately afterwards, Lan Xinren lost consciousness, she had no vital signs, and the only bright night fire disappeared without a trace like the sunset in the west

"Nope! You can't kill him! Let me go! The voice of the Death Fire Qilin echoed throughout the starry sky, and countless stars were shattered by the shock, and then turned into dust and smoke until they disappeared, "You can't kill him!" You can't kill him! You bastard, let me go! I'm fighting with you! ”

"Forgot about jì? You sealed yourself away, and it has nothing to do with me. Yu Ling's voice was full of disdain, and he even disdained to talk to the Death God Fire Qilin. However, his heart was confronted with the heart of the true spirit of the language, and he didn't understand why the Death God Fire Qilin didn't find out that this was an illusion.

In the black space, Lan Xinren didn't know whether she was dead or alive, she seemed to be floating there, and the muscles and bones of her whole body seemed to be broken. The pain in the heart made Lan Xinren know that she was not dead, but why did she seem to be floating? Are you going to die? In an instant, countless self-blame and countless remorse burst out from my heart.

"I shouldn't have killed you, I shouldn't have left, I'm going to die with you!" Lan Xinren thought like this in her heart, she could feel the pain of her heart being pierced by a nail, and the grief made Lan Xinren unable to breathe in an instant. "I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you, I may not be able to bring you back to life"

Hot tears flowed from Lan Xinren's eyes, down his cheeks and towards his neck little by little, until they dried up. The suffocating sadness made Lan Xinren unable to extricate herself, what she valued was still the future, although she said that she would strive to do that kind of Cheng dù, but in fact, she didn't think so in her real heart, and even had a lot of fear.

Grief washed over Lan Xinren's soul like a flood, and the spirit of speech could be felt clearly in the picture. Wu Yishuang on the side touched her cheek and said blankly: "How can I, how can I feel the true love of Lan Xinren?" ”

"I created the illusion by me, and the sadness it brought to her was also planned by me, you can understand that in the illusion except for the mind, everything else is mine. So I was able to feel it most directly, and of course I shared it with you. As if they hadn't quarreled, Wu Yishuang and Yu Ling looked at Lan Xinren's table calmly. What Wu Yishuang doesn't understand is that thinking is not love? Why is the love xù not Lan Xinren's own?

Yu Ling knew that Wu Yishuang had a lot of questions that she didn't understand, so she carefully explained: "I used the power of the illusion to confuse Lan Xinren's thinking, so that she could enter a different world through the way of thinking, of course, that is, artificial space, and temporarily create an artificial space. Then I used various means in the fantasy world to make the thinking produce a certain feeling, this kind of emotion will make the thinking deeper and deeper, although the intercession is the product of the blue newcomer's thinking, but the product of this thinking will help me to make the blue newcomer fall deeper and deeper. So this kind of love is actually my fantasy. ”

Yu Ling suddenly thought of something, and then added, "That's why some people can read minds, they confuse others and extract new things from the most original minds. Although this new thing is real, it is part of the illusion, because if this new thing can be free from the constraints of the predicament, then those who are deceived by the illusion will immediately realize that it is not real. “

Wu Yishuang felt what Yu Ling said, and she was understanding these with her heart. But she understood the hidden meaning of the spirit of the language, and fell deeper and deeper? The deeper you fall, the flaws in the illusion are the greatest, but only those who have a heart will find out! Breaking through the illusion will make the bewildered person resist these similar things in reality, which is not so much a good thing

In fact, the language spirit is to use this method to make Lan Xinren really no longer bind himself, so that Lan Xinren can let go of these and resurrect his relatives.