Chu fell down month by month, his white gauze was covered with blood, and his black hair was half covered on his face.

She fell to the ground and kept vomiting blood, mouthful after mouthful, as if she was going to vomit all the blood out of her body.

The originally beautiful face quickly turned white and withered, along with the hair.

When Lingyu came back, what she saw was an old woman with white hair and goosebumps.

She looked at Chu Zhuyue in shock.

"How can this be ......"

Xu Yi held the sword and held her: "The wish power in her body is scattered, too much cause and effect is involved, and her own essence and blood have been sucked out......"

Chu looked in their direction month by month, his eyes revealing madness and despair.

Two lines of tears slipped from her eyes, and her bony hand stretched out.

Lingyu couldn't help but take a step forward.

Xu Wei stopped her: "Don't go, people like her, as long as they don't die, there is a threat." ”

Chu Zhuyue's eyes showed sadness, and the hatred had dissipated at some point, leaving only infatuation.

Lingyu took a deep breath: "After all, I hurt her like this, so let me give her one last ride." ”

Xu Wei was silent for a long time and slowly put down his hand.

Lingyu walked up to her step by step and squatted down: "What else do you want to say?" ”

"Why ......" Chu Zhuyue's voice was dry and difficult, "Why do you ...... Not really? ”

Lingyu was silent. If she had a choice, she didn't want to cheat on other people's feelings, but ...... No amount of excuses can erase the facts. She didn't expect that she would be so successful, and in just a few days, she would make the hard-hearted saint move her heart.

"I ...... Hateful. Hateful! Chu grabbed her hand one by one. It is said to be ......"

"Hey!" So it jumped out again. "I'm the real one, her name is Cheng Lingyu, don't hate the wrong person."

He was really unlucky, he was forced by Cheng Lingyu to rob his clothes, and even lent his name.

"The male favorite of the saint is called it", when I think of this name, I go crazy when I say it. Is there any mistake? Obviously he is such an upright person!

Chu Zhuyue chuckled lowly: "So, even the name is fake?" ”

“…… I'm sorry. ”

Chu Zhuyue felt that he didn't need to ask anything. What else did she ask? From start to finish. It's all a scam, because she imprisoned her husband, so she pretended to be a man and came to deceive her heart? She only regretted it, why didn't she listen to others before, and killed or released Xu Wei early? If so, there would be no such catastrophe at all!

Cheng ...... Lingyu," she said the unfamiliar name, word by word, turning around on the tip of her tongue. Just like when she read the name Chu Zhuyue, it touched her heart. Engrave the name firmly in your heart. But she knew that no matter how affectionate she read, this person would not be confused.

In fact, what she liked was just an illusion. What do you mean? Cheng Lingyu? No, what she likes is the radiant jade boy, with the unscrupulousness of young people, a little child, a little ruffian, but frank and simple.

Now it seems that it was just a joke. Magnanimous? Simple? She is scheming, calculating, step by step, luring herself into the game!

The wish in her body is gone, and her life will be over. Thinking back to half a day ago, I was still so happy, and my heart was full of joy, but I didn't expect that what was waiting for me half a day later was the end of the road.

Cheng ...... Lingyu," she looked up, facing Lingyu with a pale and withered countenance, her eyes flashing with pleading, "May I ask one last question?" ”

"Just ask." Lingyu's voice was low.

"You...... Is there a ......" Her voice gradually lowered, and Lingyu leaned forward unconsciously.

Murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and her dry hand suddenly grabbed her neck: "Yu Zhi, if you hurt me like this, then die with me!" ”

A voice with deep hatred sounded, and the tip of the other finger suddenly swelled into a blade, stabbing towards the Lingyu that was close at hand.

The direction of her stab is the dantian, and if she is stabbed, the spirit jade will be hit hard. In the battle just now, Lingyu had exhausted his Heavenly Book Cloud Seal, and he didn't have much power left.

"Lingyu!" Xu Wei was startled, and in a hurry, a sword flew out.

But he was far away, but Chu Zhuyue and Lingyu were close at hand, almost close!

A little white light flashed, Chu Zhuyue's eyes suddenly widened, blood flowed from his eyebrows, let go of the spirit jade, and fell.

Xu Zhi's sword flew and passed through his chest.

At this point, Chu Zhuyue had died so much that he couldn't die anymore, his eyes were wide open, and he couldn't blink his eyes.

Lingyu let out a breath, stood up and nodded to Yu Zhi: "Thank you." ”

Yu Zhi was close, and it was he who made a timely move just now and killed Chu Zhuyue.

Yu Zhizhi rolled his eyes: "Don't thank me, I'm not for you, who told her to scold me?" I told her that I was the one who said it, and I scolded the wrong! ”

"Don't take it seriously, I'm just thanking you casually." Lingyu raised her palm casually, there was still half a heavenly book cloud seal there, "Do you really think I'm so stupid, let her have a chance to take revenge?" ”

“……”

"The Holy Maiden is gone, the Holy Maiden is gone!" Someone shouted.

The battle for the temple stopped.

If the saint is gone, what else do they have to fight about?

At this time, the dome was shining brightly, and the barrier was disintegrating.

Seeing this, Yuan Qingmo, who was so seriously injured that he could barely stand up, knelt up straight, clasped his palms, and closed his eyes in prayer.

Master, please forgive me, your Holy Sect has been abandoned by me, and the Lost Continent should have returned to its original world a long time ago.

Lu Zifeng then knelt down, then Guo Da, the other flag owners, and scattered people.

Even if they are opposed to each other, their feelings for the Holy Religion are the same. Not only admired and admired because of the talent of the previous generation of saints, but also full of fear because of the high pressure of the Holy Religion.

The barrier is about to collapse, the Holy Maiden is dead, and the Holy Cult is about to disappear. Since then, there have been no saints, protectors, banner owners, or scattered people......

"Boom-" The barrier cracked inch by inch.

……

Lingyu stood on the walls of the Holy City, looking at the Holy City that had gone from extreme prosperity to extreme decline in one day.

Yuan Qingmo walked over from that end.

She walked very slowly, because she forcibly exercised the magic of immortal presence. Seriously injured. The power of the will also collapsed. Now it's no different from mortals.

"Cheng Daoyou." Walking up to her, Yuan Qingmo bowed down.

Lingyu smiled slightly: "Yuan Daoyou won't come to find me on purpose, right?" ”

"Yes, it doesn't." Yuan Qingmo turned around and looked at the ruined city with her, "I've always wanted to talk to you, but I just saw that Daoyou was here, so I simply came." ”

"Oh? What does Yuan Daoyou want to talk about? ”

Yuan Qingmo turned to look at her and asked softly, "You guys...... Where did it come from? ”

Lingyu smiled: "This question." I'm afraid I can't answer. ”

Yuan Qingmo nodded, not surprised by her refusal. She hesitated for a moment and said, "It's okay if Cheng Daoyou doesn't say it. I have a guess, let's just say it, Cheng Daoyou will listen to it, how about it? ”

After receiving Lingyu's acquiescence, Yuan Qingmo frowned, as if he was thinking about it, and seemed to be thinking about how to phrase it.

"Cheng Daoyou should know that we are lost in the mainland. About 3,000 years ago, there was a drastic change. ”

Lingyu nodded.

"Chu and I are after the Lost Continent shuttle space. I was born, so we have no memory of the Lost Continent in the past. ”

Lingyu continued to nod.

"But my master is not. My master, the former saintess, is a stunningly talented character, and when the Lost Continent is not called the Lost Continent, she was already a master. ”

Lingyu calculated in her heart that the previous generation of saints died a thousand years ago, except for the factor of Chu Zhuyue, she had indeed reached the realm of running out of oil and drying up. Even if she didn't live long enough to become a god cultivator, how could she have lived for seven or eight thousand years, right? If you calculate it this way, she has been a god for thousands of years at that time - Yuan Qingmo described her as amazingly talented, and she should be a god if she is a thousand years old, right?

"Before the accident occurred in the Lost Continent, my master had been traveling outside for many years, and the entire human world had almost traveled. In the past, I once heard Master say one thing, she said that in some remote worlds, a group of monks who are either primordial babies or incarnate gods will suddenly appear, and these monks seem to appear out of thin air and then disappear out of thin air. They are obviously not from that world, but they have a clear goal......"

The expression on Lingyu's face gradually became solemn.

"The worlds they have been to often change a lot, just like the lost continent." Yuan Qingmo looked at her, "Cheng Daoyou, are you coming from the same way as them?" ”

Lingyu didn't answer, but asked, "When was that?" ”

Yuan Qingmo continued: "When Master talked about this matter, he just told it to us as a story. Counting it up, it should be one or two thousand years before the Lost Continent happened. ”

"Do many people in other circles know about this?"

Yuan Qingmo shook his head: "My master also heard about it by accident. The human world is so big that it is impossible to even count how many worlds there are, so how can it be known to everyone? ”

Lingyu was disappointed. It's a pity that the previous generation of saints passed away a thousand years ago, otherwise, they should have learned something they didn't know.

"By the way, Master once left her observations, maybe it will be useful to you." Yuan Qingmo took out an old jade slip and handed it to her, "It's a reward for your help." ”

“…… Thanks a lot. Lingyu saw Lu Zifeng below and asked, "Yuan Daoyou, what are your plans next?" ”

Yuan Qingmo smiled: "What else can I plan?" I discussed with Zifeng before, even if we fail to overthrow the Holy Sect, we will leave the Lost Continent and live a normal life. It's just that before leaving, I wanted to give Chu Zhuyue a big gift, which happened to coincide with you, and as a result, the Holy Sect was destroyed in one fell swoop. ”

There was something bitter about her smile. After a thousand years of plotting, he has not been able to get his wish, and he intends to give up, but he uproots the Holy Religion.

What a world of impermanence!

"If we get lost in the continent and return to the original world, Zifeng and I will be a normal couple and forget what happened here...... Maybe we are destined to meet in another world. ”

"I hope so." Lingyu received a message from Jinghui Zhenren and said goodbye to Yuan Qingmo, "We're leaving, see you again." ”

Yuan Qingmo nodded: "Goodbye." ”

Hopefully we can really see you again. (To be continued......)