The woman's footsteps stopped suddenly, and the flying petals fell instantly. The woman looked at the nameless, surging water, spinning and not falling, affectionate and emotional. "Why? You said that you would accompany me to grow old all over the world! ”

Nameless hung his hand in pain, ignoring the pain in his chest. "When I first conjured up your shadow in my mind, I wondered what kind of woman you would be and why it made my heart so excited. If I can see you again, if my heart is still there when I see you, I will definitely guard you well and love you well! ”

"It's okay now, I will also guard you well and love you well!" The woman smiled gently, and no one could bear to refuse. "Don't you see me again, and you don't have the throbbing you used to be?"

Nameless shook his head, "I said just now that it is true that I want to be here with you forever, but it was at that moment that I really realized the pain of being involuntary and involuntary. I'm sorry, I think, the person I'm waiting for is not you! ”

Nameless glanced at the woman in front of him again, and resolutely turned away.

"Don't you want the key to open the door to memory?" There was a mournful questioning voice behind him.

Nameless was stunned and looked back at the woman, "Do you know where it is?" ”

"What if I said that the other key to the door of memory is me?"

Nameless's heart sank, "I don't understand what you mean?" ”

The woman smiled sadly, "The gap between the clouds and mist is different from the outside world, you can store your consciousness here, immortal and immortal. You can say it's an illusion, or you can say it's a realm of consciousness. True and false, false and true. I'm waiting for you, you're waiting for someone else, this kind of waiting, but it's true. Every grass and tree, mountain and water here has its parallelism, and if you take away one thing, you will inevitably eliminate everything that is dependent on it. The key you want is called the Nether Sword, and I depend on it. If you take away the Netherworld, you will kill me! ”

Nameless looked at the woman in astonishment, her face as bright as a peach, with affectionate despair, infatuated unremorse and longing to wait. Nameless knows that he will never be able to do it!

When the woman saw him hesitate, she was very relieved. Jade Foot tapped lightly and slowly walked towards Nameless. "The person you are waiting for may have found the person she was thinking of in her consciousness. And you, why are you still obsessed with her and reject me and thousands of miles away! ”

Nameless remembered the Ayin who was thinking about the clear in his heart, and there was a sharp pain in his heart.

Nameless smiled sadly, "yes, maybe she really met the person she was waiting for!" ”

The woman's heart jumped, she reached out to hold the nameless arm, gently rested her head on his shoulder, and slowly closed her eyes.

"It's good you're finally back!"

Nameless looked at her gently, with a deep guilt and deep struggle in his eyes, and his deep voice trembled slightly because of forbearance and suppression, "I don't know yet, what is your name!" ”

"Shao Le!"

"Shao Le?" Nameless repeated it in a low voice, like a whisper between lovers, trembling and tender.

The woman sighed softly as if she was intoxicated, but the next moment her whole body instantly stiffened.

Nameless had already gotten up, and the white robe brushed against the blue Luo skirt, like an entangled thread, but it was broken so simply and completely. A blood-stained talisman was imprinted on the woman's back, glowing faintly.

"Are you really that patient?" Shao Le opened a pair of resentful eyes and glared at Nameless.

Nameless didn't look at her, tilted his head sideways, clenched into fists.

"The love between the Demon Emperor Shaole and Yun Qianjun is touching and is praised and worshiped by the world, but I am not Yun Qian. So, the person you're waiting for isn't me, and it's not you I'm looking for! In the beautiful realm of consciousness, what is trapped is consciousness, but we are mortal bodies, real existence! If the consciousness stays here, the physical body will be destroyed! Sorry and thank you! ”

The surroundings begin to dissipate, like faded ink paintings. The mountains, trees, and flowers melted together, and he heard the woman's complaining cry, "You will definitely come back, you will definitely come back!" ”

Nameless closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief, and when he opened them again, he saw Ayin.

With long hair scattered, the Taoist robe on her body was already tattered, and she didn't know if it was hers or someone else's, stained with blood. She walked slowly, a long crimson sword in her hand, the tip of which slashed the ground with a high-pitched and piercing sound.

Nameless rushed over without hesitation, pulled Ayin into his arms, and hugged him tightly despite the other party's frantic struggle.

"Ayin, Ayin~"

Nameless whispered, but Ayin let out a shrieked howl, like a beast that had just escaped from its predicament. The long red sword flew as she struggled, and the sword qi pierced the mountain rocks, splashed the sand, and slammed into Nameless's back.

"Ah~~~~ Kill you, kill you, kill you!" Ayin suddenly raised his long sword and stabbed at him. The sword pierced the body, and the blood stained the white robe red, dripping on the ground drop by drop, and the clouds gradually rose!

The stinging pain in her chest made Ayin suddenly come back to her senses, her red eyes, and the demon mark on her forehead were still there, and she looked at the man in front of her in a daze. Pale face, gentle smile, affectionate eyes.

"Qingqing!"

"I'm here!" Nameless replied softly, but blood poured out of his open mouth, wetting his front and stinging Ayin's eyes.

"Qingqing!" Ayin burst into tears instantly.

"Well, I'm here, Ayin doesn't cry!" Nameless wanted to reach out to help Ayin wipe her tears, but the raised hand hung down weakly. The tall body slowly slid down.

Ayin hugged him like crazy, regained his clear eyes, looked at the half-cut tip of the sword exposed on Nameless's chest, covered it with his hand, pierced the palm, and the blood mixed together, and he couldn't feel the pain anymore.

The clouds thickened, and it seemed to annihilate the two.

In the distance, there was a sudden sound of breaking the sky, and the immortal sword stabbed straight like a flying dragon, and flew through the clouds and mist with Ah Yin and the nameless who was unconscious, and fell back to the ground with a roar.

The people who had been waiting anxiously hurriedly greeted them, but when they saw that the two of them were embarrassed, they were all shocked. Hurriedly carrying people to the wing room behind the temple, Lao Jun looked at the red long sword inserted in Nameless's body, and his eyes burst with joy.

Just reached out to pull it out, but was pushed away by Ayin.

"Don't touch him!" Ah Yin stood in front of Nameless and hissed at Lao Jun.

Shaman hurriedly persuaded, "Ayin, Senior Brother is seriously injured, you let Lao Jun treat it first, and then it's not too late to discuss the rest of the matter!" ”

Ah Yin stared at Lao Jun, but he still moved his body, watched Lao Jun pull out his sword, watched the blood splash, and watched his face turn gray.

Ayin turned around silently, walked out of the wing room alone, walked past the temple, and walked to the outside arena. The half-worn robe, blood marks, hideous and terrifying, that face, indifferent and resolute, crimson demon marks, bright and demonic. (To be continued.) )