Time passed by minute by second, and Amao had just passed out but would be woken up in pain, and so on. Yue Lao finally couldn't bear to look at it anymore, turned his back, and wiped his tears silently.

"Girl, you just don't want the old man to live in peace for the rest of his life, stinky girl, woo woo ......"

The rabbit god silently looked at the bloody Mao and suddenly became confused, he didn't know what Mao wanted to do, but if it continued like this, Mao would definitely die. He quietly took out the messenger gourd that Chang Ya had given him from his arms, and cast a spell to pass the code words to Chang Ya.

Xiaoya, where are you? Shigeru is dying! Come to the Apocalypse!

Wu Nian saw the gourd in the rabbit god's hand, as if he saw some ridiculous joke, he suddenly smiled contemptuously, but his eyes immediately turned cold, "Don't waste your efforts, Amao won't die, and you don't need that cold-blooded person to fake kindness." ”

From the moment the red thunder fell, Chang Ya became the only hope in his heart, but he didn't expect that Chang Ya never showed up.

When the flame of hope is ruthlessly extinguished, endless despair and grief follow. He quietly looked at the painful and struggling Amao, and for a moment he didn't know where to go.

Forty-seven, forty-eight, forty-nine......

Shigeru was in a coma for a moment before she woke up again, and she couldn't remember how many thunderbolts she had suffered. I just feel like there is no end to this kind of torture.

There is a certain time interval between each heavenly thunder, and the later it gets, the longer this interval drags on. The fiftieth heavenly thunder had not descended for a long time, and all the immortals were waiting in fear, as if they were even more anxious than the person concerned, Ah Mao.

Mao struggled to prop up his already dilapidated body, and slowly took out a small gourd from his arms. She clutched the gourd tightly and smiled reassuringly.

Fortunately, the gourd is not broken.

For some reason, her eyes couldn't see anything, and her blood-covered fingers touched the lifelike little rabbit on the gourd over and over again, which she carved out with a knife in the most immortal valley, and she remembered each knife, first the carved head, then the eyes, nose, and ears......

The small gourd was rubbed by her to change color, and the blood seeped into the gully carved out of the gourd, lining the image of the rabbit more clearly for no reason.

"Chang Ya, where are you? I'm in pain, it's painful, take me away, okay......" Mao said angrily, her eyes closed, her head getting more and more groggy, as if something was about to come out. Finally, she fell to the ground again weakly, and the gourd in her hand fell from her hand in an instant, and rolled to a distance of a foot from her.

Chang Ya's trembling lips stood motionless in the enchantment. When he saw the gourd in Amao's hand, he suddenly stood unsteadily, and his hands pressed his heart in pain. He smiled helplessly, his heart was very painful, obviously not injured, but it throbbed badly. Shigeru's eyes were closed, and his voyeurism was useless.

Tianqingzi's golden soup enchantment really lives up to its reputation, Chang Ya at this time is completely like a deaf person, and he can only use everything in the outside world to see.

What Shigeru was thinking, he couldn't feel. He couldn't hear what Shigeru was saying.

"Damn it!" Chang Ya slapped his palm angrily towards the enchantment. He knew that Amao was in pain now, and he wanted to hurt her or take her out of this bullshit heaven, but he was desperate to find that he could only wait, he hated waiting, hated passivity, but he had to watch her painful struggle, waiting for that moment to come.

The pain in his chest became more and more unbearable, as if the stinging pain of an old wound had recurred and his legs weakened, and he fell to one knee, his hands barely holding the ground, and the things in front of him seemed to become a little blurry, he shook his head, trying to stay awake, and looked up at Shigeru in the distance. A thousand words seemed to converge in his gaze:

Shigeru, I beg you, please live......

Wait for me, wait for me to get you out of here......

No, you must be hating me, are you?

Forget it, as long as you can live, hate it.

Although Shigeru couldn't see, her sense of hearing was surprisingly sharp, and she knew that the gourd was not far from her, and she anxiously struggled to move her body, trying to crawl over and pick it up. At a distance of one zhang, she felt as if she had crawled for a long, long time, leaving a shocking blood mark on the ground. Her body was already numb with pain, and her mind was blank, and she was bent on getting her gourd back.

Calabash...... Can't afford to lose ......

His's already broken......

It's mine...... Can't afford to lose ......

It wasn't until there was wetness on her face that she realized that she had already burst into tears.

A bolt of lightning streaked through, illuminating the sky as the black clouds rolled over.

All the immortals trembled, and some even covered their ears and eyes.

There was a loud bang, and the fiftieth heavenly thunder came as scheduled.

"Uh......" Ah Mao muffled, and the crawling action paused for a long time, and there were fifty more blood holes on her body, and blood gushed out, mixed with the dried blood, and wet the placket of the clothes attached to her body.

Fifty-one, fifty-two, fifty-three......

Shigeru crawled slowly, and finally, she touched her gourd.

Clenching in her palms, she suddenly didn't know what she was doing......

"Hehe......" she chuckled, suddenly feeling so stupid, didn't she say that she wanted to become a god? Why hold back?

Shigeru, you coward! You rice bucket! No one will save you at all! Be sober!

She said this to herself in her heart, but the gourd in her hand became tighter and tighter, until her bones turned white and her palms hurt slightly.

Chang Ya, why are you doing this to me?

Afraid of revealing your identity?

Or are you afraid that Chang'e will no longer accept you?

Didn't you say that my life is yours?

But that's what it meant......

I'm stupid, I'm stupid.

I believed you blindly......

Ah Mao's hand tightened, only to hear a crisp sound of "click", the gourd shattered in response, and a few sharp crumbs pierced into the palm, drilling the pain in the heart. She was suddenly relieved and fainted weakly......

When love has died, will hate become her salvation?

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I don't know when the dark clouds have changed into a red color, and it should be a fascinating scenery like the afterglow of the sunset, but at this time, in the eyes of the immortals, he only feels timid and cold, Ah Mao stopped moving at all, and Yue Lao couldn't stand such a stimulus and fainted. Thinking that Mao was dead, the immortals shook their heads and sighed, preparing to leave.

Who knows, there was another deafening thunderous sound, followed by a huge breaking sound, and the immortals who were just about to leave looked at the Apocalypse Platform one after another, and the sudden arrival of the mutation made the immortals present stunned for a moment, and everyone seemed to be unable to believe the scene in front of them......

"This, this is ......" Wenqu Xingjun exclaimed in a trembling voice as he helped the unconscious Yue Lao.

Long Lan's eyes suddenly burst out with admiration, and she raised her lips and smiled: "It turns out that this is the power of the Heavenly Evil Nine-Tails!" Your Excellency, is it time for us to act? ”