"Let it go!"

His eyes fell on the hem of his blood-stained clothes, and he coldly spit out these two words, although Mo Yichen's expression did not change in the slightest, his gaze was abrupt, and the immortal qi that had been put away before suddenly "soared" and suddenly emanated, wrapping his whole person in it, and even rolling up a strong cold wind on the ground.

"Don't let it go!"

The one who can feel the grand murderous aura most clearly is the day dive, but he did not show the slightest fear, not only answered neatly and categorically, but also grinned at the corner of his mouth, instead of being obedient and letting go, he pulled the hem of his clothes and wiped the blood on his face.

"Hmph. Mo Yichen lowered his eyelids and glanced at the hem of his clothes that were not only stained with blood but also torn, a trace of ferocity flashed in his cold eyes, and sneered, "I wanted to keep you all (corpse) for Yifan's sake, but you want to die ugly!"

He didn't say this loudly, but it was enough to hear it word for word. It's just one thing to hear it, and it's another thing to be afraid or not.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you have the ability, let the horse come!"

With a "bang", Tian Qian only felt a huge pain in his arm, and when he looked at the sore spot, he saw a white boot that had already been stained with ash stepped heavily on the wrist of the hand he was holding Mo Yichen's clothes.

The tension in the air was instantly broken by this sudden change-

The immortal aura on Mo Yichen's body immediately receded, and Qi Lei on the side looked at the owner of the white boots with a puzzled face.

"You, what are you doing?" "Tian Qian endured the pain and asked in confusion, "Mo Yifan, what do you mean by this?"

"Shut up-" Mo Yifan closed his eyes tightly and took a deep breath, and said with disdain on his face that was full of concern before, "Also, take away your dirty hand!"

"Mo Yifan, you-"

"That's enough-" Before he could say anything, Mo Yifan interrupted fiercely in a voice that seemed to be hung with frost, "With a lowly mortal like you, you are not worthy of seeing my Mo family master, how can you touch the hem of his clothes?"

This sentence was like a sharp knife piercing into the heart of the day dive, and was held by an invisible hand and kept ripping, making his pain repeat. He didn't understand how someone who was clearly worried about himself before would suddenly say such (humiliating) (humiliating) words, and what made him most sad was not these words, but Mo Yifan's eyes when he spoke, how cold and disgusted it was, as if he was looking at something extremely disgusting, even worse than an ant.

Retracting the foot that stepped on his wrist, Mo Yifan regained the indifferent appearance he had when he first saw him, and said to Mo Yichen: "Brother, let's go!"

"Are you sure?"

As soon as he asked, Mo Yichen was a little self-deprecating, after all, this was not his original intention, not to mention, others may not understand why Mo Yifan cares about diving day and day and even ignoring (Xiaosheng) life, but, as an elder brother, he can no longer understand the reason for this.

"Hmm. Looking straight into the distance, Mo Yifan responded lightly but with great firmness.

"Wait a minute, Mo Yifan!" Tian Qian's emotions were already extremely excited at this time, and while struggling to get up, he roared in a muffled voice, "Do you know what you're doing?"

However, before he could get up, he was hit his back.

"I really hate you-" Qi Lei stomped him on the ground again, and said in a weird manner, "A person who is going to die, and there is so much nonsense, I will give you a neat one!"

With that, he conjured up the Soul Leaving Sword, and the blade was red and burning with fire.

"Qi Lei. Mo Yichen looked at him and stopped in a deep voice, "There's no need to do anything else, just let him wait here to die!"

"No!" Although Qi Lei put away the Soul Separation Sword and arched his hand again, he repeatedly crushed the two feet of the day dive that he stepped on before he grinned (female dry) and replied with a smile.

As if he had seen enough of a farce, Mo Yifan exhaled slightly and said, "Brother, let's go!"

As he spoke, he turned around and walked to Mo Yichen's side, the process was smooth and quiet, as if the bloody storm had never happened before.

"Mo Yifan, you have me to stop-" Daydive no longer had the strength to get up, but he was still unwilling, desperately raised his head and said in a deep voice, "You have a hard time, right? When you come back, I want you to look into my eyes and tell me in person!"

"Don't be sentimental anymore!" Mo Yifan stopped when he heard the sound and said faintly, "Just listen to my brother, just wait for death obediently, don't chase after him!"

"But you-"

"Enough!" Mo Yifan finally had no difficulty pretending to be so ruthless to the end, and slowly turned around, his expressionless face was already full of tears, and his voice trembled and said, "If you dare to chase after you again, I will definitely kill you with my own hands!"

This once very familiar face, since the day, the red eyes were branded into his heart, he wanted to say something more, and he wanted to rush up and grab Mo Yifan to make him clear, however, there seemed to be an invisible hand in his throat that was strangled so hard that he couldn't say a word.

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Mo Yichen looked at Mo Yifan, and gently dissolved the Soul Separation Sword that had been held in his hand at some point.

"Since this is the case, then I will not make a move, anyway, Yifan's immortal bones have just been retrieved by the Seven Stars, with your idea of strange cultivation of the half-immortal physique, no matter how you die for half an hour, it is a fluke not to die, the best result is to lose all the aura, whether it is the remnant of Yifan, or his own mess, become an ordinary mortal, the worst result is a death, or it is possible to die but become a waste, in short, how to end up depends on your creation!"

Looking at the eyes of Tian Qian staring at him, Mo Yifan once again knew the four fonts of his heart like a knife, however, he pressed all this in his heart, and said with a sad mouth: "Cherish!"

This time, he really didn't choose to turn back, but walked straight to Mo Yichen's side, and followed him into the Boundary Piercing Enchantment that Qi Lei had already opened for a long time.

Just watching them disappear before his eyes, Daydive felt as if he was experiencing an invisible leap.

His injuries were severe, and he was bleeding so much that his vision blurred with his consciousness.

Day Qian wanted to scream, he wanted to ask Mo Yifan who had left what had happened, however, his throat was so painful that it seemed to be burning with a raging fire, Mo said that it was a luxury, even if he opened his mouth, he wanted to stand up and catch up while there was still room for the strange enchantment, and forcibly dragged back the person who was reluctant to let go, however, his body was like an empty shell that had been hollowed out of his strength, let alone chasing, he couldn't even move a finger.

"Why, why, why do you want to do this, sacrifice your life again and again to save me, so that I will never pay you back?"

The question that might never be answered kept echoing in his mind, and the night wind grew stronger, heavier and colder, and only a wet and sticky warmth surged up from his chest, and he rushed out of his mouth with a "poof", and he didn't know anything as soon as his eyes went dark.

I don't know when, the sky actually began to float down fine small snow crystals, the small snow crystals gradually turned into large snowflakes, the big snowflakes soon fluttered into goose feather snow, goose feather snow finally formed a ball, a ball of white cotton like an invisible giant hand from the sky one by one.

The white blood fell faster and faster, but there was no trace of wind, quietly wrapping the earth in a layer of silver, and completely covering up the already dry blood stains on the ground.

After a while, the silver suit grew thicker and thicker, but the snow did not weaken in the slightest, covering the motionless boy lying on the ground with a silver but cold snow quilt.

At this moment, a slender figure stood in front of the human-shaped snowdrift with an oil-paper umbrella painted with pink peach blossoms on a bright red background, lowered his head and looked at it for a long time, shaking his head gently and sighing.

"Why bother?" Yun Qingyu's voice was full of helplessness, but it seemed to be mixed with some expectations, and he said distressedly, "The obsession is so deep!"

"Boss, is he dead?" asked uneasily, pulling his hands out of his blue coarse cloth trouser pockets, Ah Ci gently poked the unconscious day dive with his small hand.

"He?" Yun Qingyu, who had already creaked out a series of footprints on the snow at some point, laughed twice and said, "It's not so easy to die!"

Although he didn't understand what the boss's words meant, Ah Ci didn't ask much, but just turned into his own body, dug out the day dive from the thick snow, and pulled it on his shoulder, and chased it in the direction of the footprints.

"What's going on?"

In a trance, the day dive felt very light, as if floating lightly in the clouds, but this was not in front of him but it was not a beautiful scenery in the sky, some were just a boundless black with no fingers in sight.

Did you have that terrible nightmare again, but there was at least gray and white in that dream, or was it your own soul that was thinking about it, as the man said, dead?

White? Oh, yes!

I vaguely remember that it was snowing, but why didn't I feel cold?

"What does it smell like?"

He shrugged his nose, and a sweet fragrance came in his nostrils, like the smell of wine.

"What the hell is going on—ahh——?hh

Day Qian felt that something was approaching him, and subconsciously opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a huge face with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, showing two rows of big white teeth and smirking in front of his eyes.