The next picture is a picture that never existed in Fu Yusheng's memory. This is what Dong Yu forcibly imposed on Ding Momao for the sake of Yan Yu Ling, this is the most painful picture of Dong Yu. However, this is also the first time that Dong Yu understands what love is. He thought that if the senior brother couldn't see such a picture, he would definitely not be able to understand how heavy Yan Yuling's love for him was.

The feather fan carried the two of them for an unknown amount of time, and finally came to Qiong Yu Pavilion. When the disciples saw the two people covered in blood, they hurriedly ran up and sent them to the medicinal soup. They don't know that this is the calm before the catastrophe.

Yan Yuling soaked in the medicinal soup, and I don't know how long it took, and finally woke up. She opened her eyes and found that Taiqing was sitting in front of her.

"Master!" her body was still too weak, and her voice was weak.

"It's good to wake up. Taiqing looked at her and said. There was no change in mood on his face.

"Master, what about the rest of your life?" asked Yan Yuling.

"He's fine, you don't have to worry!" Taiqing said calmly.

"No, Master, you're lying to me!" Yan Yuling knew that if he was alive for the rest of his life, Taiqing would not be so peaceful.

"Why should I lie to you? He went to another world worthy of his life, isn't it good? This is not for him!"

"Master, why don't you save him? You can save him!" Yan Yuling said, tears streaming down her face.

"Yu Ling, the fate of the rest of his life has been decided, he must die, there is nothing we can do!" Taiqing said with a sigh. If a person is too strong, he will be coveted, and only when the strong die can all lives be balanced.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, what fate has been decided, it's just a trick to deceive people!" Yan Yuling said sadly. Ignoring the scars on his body and the weakness of his body, he flew out of the medicinal soup and ran towards the outside of the cave. "I'm sure I'll find him!"

"Yu Ling, don't be obsessed anymore!" Taiqing shouted behind her, and flew out of the cave. Shouted, "Stop her!"

At this time, a group of white-clothed disciples hurried over and surrounded Yan Yuling.

"What are you going to do, don't stop me!" Yan Yuling shouted loudly, flashing her feather fan out, her eyes full of murderous energy.

"Yan Yuling, what are you going to do?" Taiqing shouted loudly.

"I'm going to save Fu Yusheng, I can't lose him! I can't!" Yan Yuling said with tears in her eyes. This life is for him, what is the point of not having him?

"That's enough!" Taiqing roared: "His life is over, and the gods are powerless!"

"It's obvious that you don't want to save him!" Yan Yuling yelled loudly. "All the people say that they are decent and do the right thing, why can't they save him!"

"It's not that he can't save it, this is his life!" Taiqing said again. "Isn't it enough for you to avenge him by destroying the entire Beichuan?"

"Not enough, I want him to live!" Yan Yuling roared hoarsely, slowly squatting down, hugging herself tightly. "I only have him, Master, I can't live without him!"

But he was gone. Taiqing said in silence. Fu Yusheng was his favorite apprentice, and when he died, how could he not be sad. However, destiny cannot be disobeyed.

"I won't let him go!" Yan Yuling said, standing up again, walking towards the crowd, and with a wave of her feather fan, everyone fell to the ground!

"Yan Yuling, don't be willful anymore!" Taiqing roared. "Formation!"

For a while, all the white-clothed disciples began to line up in an orderly manner, put out a formation, and surrounded Yan Yuling.

"Master, you know they can't trap me!" Yan Yuling said coldly, waving her feather fan again to knock the white-clothed disciples back.

"Yan Yuling, it's not worth it for you to do this!" Taiqing said.

Yan Yuling saw that more and more disciples came, and in order to stop her, the elders and disciples in the sect all put on the biggest formation to surround her, trap her, and make her give up her stupid ideas.

"Yu Ling, give up, we have lost the rest of our lives, we can't live without you anymore!" Taiqing said in a slowed tone.

"But, Master, I really just want to save the rest of my life! I can't live without him!" Yan Yuling said crying. She knew Master's good intentions, but she also understood that Master and everyone here would never understand how important Fu Yusheng was to her!

"Don't talk nonsense, she won't listen! If she doesn't do anything, the entire Qiongyu Pavilion will be destroyed!" At this time, an elder-like figure said. Hands up, call the shots!

Taiqing looked at Yan Yuling and shook her head gently. I saw that all the people began to attack, and the faces that came from all directions were straight at Yan Yuling.

Yan Yuling looked at them coldly, this is the sect she grew up in, this is the senior brother who grew up with her, in the end, they are all executioners who want to take his life! She sneered: "The so-called decency is really kind." She no longer showed mercy to her subordinates, holding Fu Yusheng's sword in one hand and a feather fan in the other, her eyes were red and cold at the indifference in everyone's eyes!

After recuperation, her internal strength slowly recovered. However, she knew that she could not defeat them, and she had only the sword to go sideways. For the rest of your life, no matter what the cost, I will save you!

Seeing this, she combined Fu Yusheng's sword with her own feather fan, took blood from her heart again and dripped it on it, closed her eyes, and recited the oldest incantation in her mouth. At this point, the object becomes larger and larger, and turns blood red. As the spell deepened, Yan Yuling also changed, her whole body began to glow red, and her eyes and hair became blood-red. The aura around him is getting stronger and stronger.

Taiqing looked at this scene in surprise and shouted, "It's not good, she's going to fall into the Demon Dao!" He hurriedly flew forward and launched the arrow feather in his hand, but he couldn't get close to Yan Yuling's body at all, all the attacks became useless, and every disciple who approached Yan Yuling was shaken by the air flow around her.

"It's useless!" Taiqing said in despair. He never imagined that the death of the rest of her life would hit her so hard, nor did he think that she had reached such a terrifying state.

At this time, Yan Yuling was like a demon from hell, and her every step carried the flame of revenge. Step by step, she walked out of the formation that trapped her, and all the attacks were in front of her, but they hit the stones with eggs.

"Master, you can't stop me!" she said coldly. The blood-red eyes stared at Taiqing, and blood-colored tears flowed from their eyes.

"Ahh Only a "boom" was heard, and the entire Qiongyu Pavilion was razed to the ground in the red light. Like a kite with a broken string, Yan Yuling sat on the ground and looked at everything in front of her. After sitting there for a few seconds, she began to laugh like crazy, laughing louder and louder, and laughing to tears.

"Hahaha...... Fu Yusheng, for you, what if you destroy the whole door!" She smiled and laughed, crying.

Everything is gone, Fu Yusheng, or Qiong Yuge, she has nothing.

At this time, there was a sound in the ruins, and Yan Yuling turned her head to see that it was an eleven or twelve-year-old boy crawling out of it. He cried as he kept pulling the wooden tiles with his hands, and in a few moments, Taiqing's head emerged from the ruins.

The little boy looked at Yan Yuling, hurriedly knelt down, kowtowed, and said, "Senior Sister Yan, please let me go, please save Master Taiqing!"

Yan Yuling still looked at him indifferently. Taiqing, who was still bleeding from his head, said weakly: "Yu Ling, this is my last order to you, take him away! You have fallen into the Demon Dao, and only the Demon Dao can save you for the rest of your life." ”

Hearing Fu Yusheng's name, Yan Yuling slowly stood up, looked at the little boy and asked, "What's your name?"

"Dong Yu!" the boy said with his head down.

"You come with me!" Yan Yuling said, holding the little boy, and his head will not leave!

The scene in the dream begins to blur here, and all memories cease. Ding Momao's eyes couldn't stop shedding tears, the past was all pain, and now she still has to cycle the pain? For him, she has lost too many people.