Before the break

"Don't!"

A terrible voice swept over the heads of the green silks, and a girl with a worn paper lantern in her hand fell from the sky and landed beside Wei Moyin.

Qingsi and Huoyi Nan looked at it and realized that it was Xingxing. Xing Xing desperately covered Wei Moyin's bleeding wound with his hand, the broken white paper lantern was stained mottled bright red by blood, and the faint light of the lantern emanated from the paper lantern, shining on Wei Moyin's pale face, glowing with blood.

"Door master, you don't want to die, you don't want to die, you can't die!" Xing Xing cried and cried, and the big tears kept falling and hit Wei Moyin's face.

"Xingxing, it's useless. Wei Moyin said weakly, and he could feel his blood flowing out of his body. The burning sensation burned his skin through his clothes.

"No, no, the master's martial arts are so powerful, he will never die!" Xingxing continued, her voice becoming hoarse, each character trembling. She tore off the dress on her body to fill Wei Moyin's bleeding wounds, and her hands were covered with Wei Moyin's blood.

"Xingxing is useless. Wei Moyin said, feeling his body getting weaker and weaker. "I ...... I've been ...... for a long time is a ...... No...... There are no practitioners who are wasted. My existence...... Just to ...... Let...... Quqi Mountain is stable. But...... Right now...... But there is nothing I can do, what can I do...... Maybe...... Maybe it's just ...... It's just to accompany the clansmen to live and die together. ”

"No, no, Master, it's not like that. Xing Xing said excitedly. "Even if the master of the door does not have the exercises, he is the best master of our door. You must not die, even if not for the sake of your clan, but for the sake of your sister. I don't want you to die, I don't want my sister to be sad!" Xing Xing cried like a tearful man, and his whole body trembled from being too excited.

"Xingxing, you live well. The people of the Starless Pavilion will protect you!" Wei Moyin gasped, his lips already dry like cracked ground. With the last bit of strength, he tore open the bloody wound on his body again, and touched Xingxing's head with a hand full of blood. "I'm going to see your sister, Xingxing...... Xingxing ...... Good...... Okay......" Before he could finish his words, his hand hung straight down from Xingxing's head, and blood streaked across Xingxing's cheek.

Xingxing didn't shed tears at this moment, nor did he continue to cry. She lowered her head and held Wei Moyin's stiff hands. "My sister is gone, you are gone, the clan is gone, I don't want Xing'er to be the only one in this world. She lifted the worn-out paper lantern and put it in Wei Moyin's heart, helped her down, and blew lightly, and the candlelight of the paper lantern was extinguished instantly. Xing Xing closed his eyes and fell straight down and lay beside Wei Moyin.

"The Wu clan crosses people, the lights are connected, and the lights are extinguished. ”

Hearing someone speak, Qingsi and Huoyi Nan hurriedly turned around, only to see Xingya, Snow Goddess Ji, Chu Mochen and others appear in front of them in turn, with thousands of white-clothed disciples behind them.

"Is this what you want to see?" Xingya said as he looked at the bloodstained two people in front of him. Witnessing death was the last thing he wanted to see, not to mention, what he saw was the death of his beloved disciple.

Neither Huo Yinan nor Qingsi spoke, and Qingsi's blood-red eyes looked at everyone's expressions, sadness, anger, and pity...... The corners of her mouth mocked a smile, very pitiful, she didn't have any of these emotions. Such a parting of life and death seems to never move her again at the moment when she will not be heartbroken.

"That's right, this is what we want to see!" Qingsi said firmly as she looked at Xingya. "The destruction of Quqi Mountain is just the beginning, I think, since you are here, you should understand our purpose!"

"What is your purpose, to subvert the whole world?" Xingya asked, anger in his tone. "You don't have the ability yet!"

"Yes, old man, do you think you must be our opponent because you are outnumbered?" said Huo Yinan coldly, glancing at everyone with disdain. "You should know very well what they are capable of, they are vulnerable!"

"Bastard, what are you talking about?" Hearing Fire Wing Nan's provocation, Ding Mo Mao suddenly became angry, pulled out the sword at his waist, and rushed towards Fire Wing South. "Whoever is vulnerable, only you cultists are vulnerable!" he said fiercely, turning the sword in his hand into a sword shadow and shooting towards the south of the fire wing.

Huo Yinan looked at Ding Momao's flying sword shadow with disdain, stretched out his hand behind him, and when he was about to pull out the Xuanqing Knife, a soft whip swept quickly, shattering Ding Momao's sword shadow. Taking advantage of Ding Momao's unpreparedness, the soft whip quickly dodged everyone's eyes and rolled up the saber in Ding Momao's hand. "Bang!" struck straight at the vermilion pillars of the hall, shaking. Seeing the disciples of the Star Silence Pavilion behind him, he couldn't help but be startled.

"Young Master, I'm too late, I've frightened you!" Ling Ge suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and easily withdrew the soft whip from his waist.

"You're here just in time!" Firewing Nan smiled lightly. He turned his head to look at Ding Momao and the others. "How is it?, the skill of a small envoy in my sect is comparable to that of the right-hand man of the Starry Silent Pavilion?" his words were full of mockery.

"Despicable!" Ding Momao shouted. "The trick of taking advantage of people's unpreparedness is extremely shameful!" Ding Momao looked up at the sword that was still shaking on the pillar, and the hatred in his heart increased a little, he took the feather fan from his waist, and the feather fan slowly grew larger in his hand. "Have the ability to have a real fight!"

"I can't ask for it!" Lingge smiled proudly, his slender fingers teasing, and gently touched the soft whip on his waist.

"Mo Mao, don't be presumptuous!" Xingya suddenly roared. Although there are many of them now, they are far inferior in skill. The only way to defeat them is to unite all of them.

"Master!" Ding Momao shouted unconvinced.

"If you make any more trouble, just leave the Starry Pavilion!" Xingya said angrily, unable to refute at all.

Ding Momao glared fiercely at Lingge and Fire Wing Nan unconvinced. "Hmph!" snorted coldly and retreated to Mo Li's side.

"Since the Five Gu Divine Xuanmen has the heart to compete, this place is inevitably too small to use their fists and feet!" Xingya said.

"What's the good place for the Immortals?" said Huo Yinan coldly, looking down at his fingers with a nonchalant look.

"Innocent Mountain!" Xingya said firmly. "The great battle a thousand years ago was in the Innocent Mountain, and I think Huoyun Yi also wants to be destroyed in the Innocent Mountain!" he couldn't help but think of the great war a thousand years ago, which made him lose the person he loved the most and lose his daughter. Now, he will never back down again, and set the clouds on fire for a way out. Let the Five Gu Shenxuan Gate grow.

Xingya's words made Huoyi Nan hesitate, Innocent Mountain was a decent region, and he was not familiar with it. Lingge attached to the ear of Fire Wing Nan and said softly: "The door master has buried the soldiers and horses in the Innocent Mountain, the young master just agrees!"

Hearing Lingge's words, Fire Wing Nan nodded lightly. "Good, Innocent Mountain, good place!"