Zhao Yingyan half-blinded, his eyes became more and more tired and hazy. It was obviously so heavy that it was almost over, but when he saw in a daze that the sword given to him by his master fell into Li Wuyuan's hands, and Li Wuyuan was still getting carried away with the sword, he was angry and hateful in his heart, and he was unwilling to swallow his breath.

"Excuse me, host...... I can't even keep the sword you gave me......"

He muttered to himself, his voice weakened as if it were nothing.

Yunhe hugged Zhao Yingyan, whose breath was weakening, and cried: "Xiaoyan, you don't have a place to live with me. It's just a sword, it doesn't matter if it's gone, I can give you another one later...... I can give you any kind of sword you like! As long as you get better, I can promise you anything!"

In the final moment of parting, Yunhe just wants to appease Xiaoyan, although alleviating his pain.

I don't want him to leave with any shock and resentment.

Knowing that it was useless, Yunhe was still sparing no effort to transfer his strength to Zhao Yingyan, even if he could only keep him for a minute and a second, he didn't want to let go.

Meager strength is a drop in the bucket.

It was not enough to repair the injuries on Zhao Yingyan's body, nor could it save the passing speed of his life, but Zhao Yingyan felt that the power of his master was very peaceful.

In the warm embrace of the master, listening to the soft voice of the master, it seems that all the pain and anger have disappeared, and all regrets and unwillingness have been let go.

"Thank you, master......" Zhao Yingyan relaxed his frown and smiled contentedly.

After the sea of qi was shattered, he became a wasted man.

The power of the fox demon in the master's veins was finally able to cover his own function.

Even his consciousness and emotions were influenced by his master.

He knew that it was the master who was using his innate mystical power to comfort himself.

Does the kind owner want to soothe his soul and let himself go peacefully?

In fact, where does the master have the opportunity to give a sword to himself?

However, he liked to listen to it.

The host was so kind at all times.

I can't bear the master!

At this moment, Zhao Yingyan has only one wish in his heart, that is, he hopes that his master can live!

Li Wuyuan coldly watched Yunhe and Zhao Yingyan's master and servant about to be separated forever, and he was not moved in the slightest. I just felt that Yunhe was crying pitifully like a woman at every turn, and the sound was really annoying.

"Holy Emperor, this fox demon is too noisy. Why don't I rip out his heart and dedicate it to the Holy Emperor to replenish his body. Li Wuyuan had a whim, and actually said a very cruel suggestion.

The Holy Emperor smiled and said nothing, that is a tacit approval.

Li Wuyuan raised his sword and aimed at Yunhe's heart.

Hearing that Li Wuyuan was going to dig out his heart, the people of the Purple Thunder God Ship were all extremely angry! If his eyes could take a person's life, Li Wuyuan would have disappeared long ago.

"What a miscellaneous thing that is not as good as a dog! Has your heart been dug up and stolen? You have done such a thing of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors, being ungrateful, and losing all human nature! You will have retribution!"

"One is your master, and the other is your master who has the grace to save your life!

"How could Lord Fox Fairy take an ungrateful person like you as a disciple!"

"Warning you to stop immediately! If you dare to move the fox fairy and Brother Xiaoyan again, we will definitely not let you go!"

"If anything happens to Lord Fox Fairy and Brother Xiaoyan, we curse you for not dying well for the rest of your life!"

The people of the Dan God Sect were all gloomy for a while, while the rest of the Ninefold Divine Temple scolded angrily.

Li Wuyuan turned a deaf ear to the scolding in the sky, and the tip of his sword slowly aimed at Yunhe, who was sitting on the ground with Zhao Yingyan in his arms.

Yun He's eyes were already swollen from crying, even when he was comforting Zhao Yingyan, his tears never stopped.

It's just that his ears are not deaf, and he can hear clearly what Li Wuyuan said to the Holy Emperor.

Digging the Heart......

Yun He's eyes suddenly became empty like a pool of desperate black water.

He wasn't afraid, he was angry!

Invade your soul and snatch the Ninefold Temple, even if you want to use Xiao Yan's Celestial Star Sword to rip out your heart?

Living like this, he will only insult the kind Wuyuan in the past!

It's my own mistake, knowing that what has passed is irretrievable, and I still go against the sky, and now I have finally suffered retribution.

"Wuyuan, since you insist on taking the life of your teacher, then come!" Yunhe smiled sadly, hugged Zhao Yingyan, closed his eyes, and did not dodge or dodge.

What's the use of fleeing? He can't defeat Li Wuyuan, let alone the Holy Emperor.

Two more strings of tears slid down his cheeks.

He was disillusioned and bored.

If everything can only be ended if he disappears, he will not be stingy to hand over his life.

"Very good!" Li Wuyuan laughed wildly, and the sword stabbed through without mercy!

His eyes burst with a chilling red glow, as if he saw Yunhe's dripping heart after it was dug out.

When the cold and shining blade was about to reach Yunhe's heart, Zhao Yingyan, out of the instinct of protecting his master, suddenly struggled out of Yunhe's arms and used his back to block the sword.

"Click!" there was a muffled sound of a sharp blade entering the body.

Yunhe only felt a sinking in front of him, a hot breath soaked in from the clothes in front of him, and a bad premonition hit his heart.

Opening his eyes in panic, Zhao Yingyan was still smiling at him affectionately, but his heart was so shocked that there was a cold shining blade.

The Celestial Star Sword stabbed through his back and out of the front, piercing through his heart.

With another "click", Li Wuyuan brutally pulled out his sword.

Bright red liquid splashed from the front and back of Zhao Yingyan's heart at the same time, and the clothes of the two people who hugged each other instantly dyed red and stuck together.

Zhao Yingyan fell heavily in Yunhe's arms, his limbs collapsed weakly, and he couldn't move anymore.

His heart was broken.

"Xiaoyan, no!" Yunhe's heart was so painful that tears spread into the air, his hands trembled and hugged Zhao Yingyan, and he couldn't cry and said, "Xiaoyan, why are you so stupid!"

"Master, even if we can't survive, I will never allow my master to fall in front of me!"

Zhao Yingyan said with a weak smile.

The place of the heart is cold and cold, and the soul is the pain of being stripped away.

At that time, he stabbed the master with this sword, although it was just acting, but that sword really penetrated the master's body.

It turns out that being pierced through the body by the Celestial Star Sword hurts so much!

It turned out that the owner had endured so much ...... in silence

But the master didn't even cry out a word of pain, so he endured it, and after he expressed his bitterness, the master accepted himself again at once, without half a sentence of reproach.

After thinking about it, I still feel that I can't live up to the kind host.

It's because the owner is too kind, or glass-hearted, crybaby, and he can't rest assured!

He didn't dare to imagine what would happen to his master in the days without his own protection.

Zhao Yingyan rested his head sideways on Yunhe's shoulder, half-blind, his cold eyes were no longer there, and his pupils were becoming more and more dilated.

Seeing that the master was desperate and killed, Zhao Yingyan couldn't let go of this concern. Even at the last moment of his life, he wanted to protect his master.

So, as usual, he began to tirelessly encourage his master again.

"My silly master, you have to remember that you should never give up at any time...... The owner always works miracles, maybe this time it will be good luck......"

It's just that he doesn't even have the strength to speak. The master only cares about crying, has he listened to his own words?

A thousand words, and I have time to tell the master in detail in the future.

He struggled, trying to tell his master what was on his mind.

The sound is choppy and choppy, like the aftermath of a muted piano.

"Master, I'm sorry, this is the last time I was disobedient...... Actually, I don't want to leave you...... You say we're ...... next life."

Before he could finish the last sentence, he used all his strength.

The sound stopped abruptly!

With the sound of "hum", Yunhe's mind was blank, and his heart was empty......

He lifted Zhao Yingyan's face with trembling hands, Zhao Yingyan had already closed his eyes and passed away peacefully.

The blood was spilled, and there was still a faint happy smile on that pale and handsome cheek.

His expression was so peaceful. Because in this life, he can protect his master until the last moment.

The master has himself in his heart.

The tears of sorrow fell for themselves.

Even if he swallowed his last breath, he could lie in his master's arms, and he had no regrets.

"Master, will we meet again in the next life?"

This is what Zhao Yingyan did not finish.

He knew that he would not meet, because the two people whose soul contract was cut off had long since lost their bonds.

Even if there is an afterlife, they do not know each other when they meet.

Because the soul of a person whose soul is broken under the Heavenly Star Sword will be wiped out, and there will be no afterlife.

His wish before he died was just an ethereal fantasy.

Yunhe hugged Zhao Yingyan's body and sat on the ground silently crying.

The shattered soul gorgeously escaped from the gradually cold shell, turning into a light blue butterfly in the sky, lingering around Yunhe dots, reluctantly saying his final goodbye to him.

"Xiaoyan, don't go...... Don't leave me!"

Yun He howled heartbreakingly, and reached out to keep those blue butterflies, but those beautiful blue butterflies were just phantoms, his fingers penetrated, and he couldn't catch anything!

"Master, goodbye. ”

Yunhe seemed to hear Zhao Yingyan's familiar voice again.

Eventually, the shattered blue disc faded into the air, leaving nothing but sadness.

Holding the person in his arms whose body was gradually cold and stiff, Yunhe couldn't accept this reality.

He seemed to be alive and did not leave.

His heroic figure kept coming to his mind:

He is brave and decisive in the face of the enemy, fierce and cold;

He is waiting by his side, attentive and considerate;

He is always cold-spoken, but he cares about everything;

He deceived everyone with his wit, but saved himself in the hands of the Holy Emperor;

In the end, he used his body to block the sword for himself, and he died with a smile......

"Master, if you're worried that I'm disobedient, why don't you make a new contract with me?"

At that time, he was healing in the Messenger's Mansion, and Zhao Yingyan made fun of himself so much.

It seemed like a joke, but he was looking forward to it.

It's just that he rejected him.

"Xiaoyan, I have long wanted to give you back your freedom, isn't it good to be like this now?"

I was obviously moved to cry by his words, but I didn't take it seriously. I don't want to use a contract to bind a person who is wholeheartedly good to me, and that's this grandiose excuse that I rejected him.

At that time, Zhao Yingyan's lost expression was still vivid, and Yunhe could never forget it.

He didn't think that was good at all.