This is fake, it must be, Feng Yizhi will not die, he has the power of the demon god, he will not die!!

He had blood on him!

Cen Duxiao came back to his senses and suddenly realized that this was him who was going back to the past in the Fa, and he wouldn't die, he wouldn't......

She panicked, her tears couldn't be stopped, and she hugged him tightly, but she couldn't use a little spiritual power to heal him.

She didn't believe it, she repeatedly condensed her spiritual power, but failed again and again.

"Don't waste your efforts, it's useless. Feng Yizhi struggled and pushed her.

He lowered his eyes, and it was quite difficult to even open them, and a large amount of blood gushed out of his chest, as if he suddenly understood something, very calm and relieved.

He said, "When I'm dead, you'll wake up." ”

Yi Shugui's eyes widened suddenly, and he said hatefully: "Cen Duxiao, are you worthy of Sister Qingqing, worthy of my father and my mother!"

Cen Duxiao can't care about anything, she wants him to live, she doesn't want him to die!

Feng Yizhi's expression was faintly painful, and his heart was like ashes: "Yi Shu returned to death and came back to life...... You are also married, and when you wake up...... Kill the person who controls him, and he will be able to return to normal like Jiang Suqing...... I wish you all happiness. ”

He raised his hand with difficulty, a faint black light flowed through his fingertips, Yi Shugui was hit by the light, his body was shocked, his pupils returned to normal, but he fainted due to lack of physical strength.

Cen Duxiao looked at Wangshu at a loss, not knowing whether to pull it out, and the whiteness on Wangshu turned into worms crawling into his body, as if they were going to bite his body apart and tear it apart.

The speed of the white light traveled through his body at an astonishing speed, and the power of the demon god had no time to heal him.

Cen Duxiao finally understood why he said that only the Heavenly Sword could kill him, and the Heavenly Sword had a spirit that could kill him before the power of the Demon God could heal him!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... I hurt you again, it's all my fault......" Cen Duxiao panicked, as if she was about to jump out of her throat.

She slowly pulled out Wangshu, who was stuck in his chest, and could almost hear the sticky sound of the blade cutting through the flesh, and her heart was like a knife, and a teardrop the size of a bean dripped on the blade.

As she pulled out Wangshu, he coughed violently a few times, and blood flowed from his mouth to the base of his ear. He swallowed a mouthful of blood, raised his eyelashes slightly, and saw her crying and trembling all over, he felt incredible, and said hoarsely: "Will you feel sorry for me too?"

Maybe it's just guilt, anyone who blocks a sword for her, she will feel guilty to tears.

She panicked and pressed her hands against the horrific wound on his chest, Wangshu's blade was thin, but the whiteness of the blade corroded his chest into a fist-sized bloody hole.

She hugged him on her knees, and a large pool of blood had gathered under him.

She broke down and cried, crying heartbreakingly, as uncomfortable as losing her voice, wishing that the person who was struck by the sword at this moment was herself.

"Why did you save me? It's not worth it, why save me...... I'm so excessive, I'm ......"

She let out a low cry, her hands and face covered in blood, and he couldn't stop bleeding.

He's going to die, he's going to die!

How else can you save him? How else can you save him?

Why, what about her spiritual power? Yes, she died, he said, as long as she died, his spiritual power would return!

Will his spiritual power return be fine?

"I'm not here to save you...... You don't have to blame yourself, it's me who wants to die, I'm too sinful, I should have died......"

Feng Yizhi's gaze gradually lost focus and gradually dissipated, and those eyes as bright as stars gradually lost their luster.

Why should this man die and still be duplicitous!

What the hell was he thinking!

Is it because you hate her, so you don't want to admit that you care about her safety?

What sin did he have? If it weren't for saving her, how could he have been tainted with the world!

It's all her fault!

Cen Duxiao choked and took a deep breath, grabbed Wangshu and wiped it on his neck.

However, Wangshu couldn't touch her neck at all, and was separated by an invisible force, and she tried her best, to no avail!

She didn't give up, and stabbed her chest with a backhand, and the resistance from in front of her was so great that Wangshu had a weird bend!

"Why! Why can't I die?"

She almost roared, she became more and more uneasy, and at the same time a little lucky, does this mean that all this is false, and everyone can't die.

"The last step, it worked. Feng Yizhi seemed to have expected it, the corners of Yin's red lips rose slightly, and he whispered: "Farewell, Ah Yan......"

His body became more and more blurry, gradually becoming transparent, as if it was about to disappear, Cen Duxiao hurriedly put down Wangshu and raised his hand to grab it, grabbing it frantically, only to hear the sound of "bang-", the person in her arms scattered into a little red fluorescence, and the fluorescence overflowed from her arms, and disappeared.

"Ah-" she exclaimed in grief, "don't, don't !!"

She jerked to her feet, and rushed out to catch up with the fluorescent, and she flew so far that every time she was close to touching him, her fingers were almost touching him, but she was still just a little short.

Until the red light melted into the clouds and disappeared, she went crazy, she wanted to find him in the clouds, and she would find him wherever he went.

Suddenly, she was enveloped by a strong light, the white light was dazzling, brighter and brighter, and her body seemed to float with it, and she could no longer see the scene in front of her.

Slowly, the white light receded, and what came into view was the cemetery of Huashan.

She suddenly looked around like a dream, and Lu Lipan was still sitting with her eyes closed.

Is it really an illusion?

That's great!

"That means it's fine, isn't it?" she didn't know who she was asking, she cried with joy, wiped the tears from her face, only to find that her face was sticky, and when she looked again, her palms were full of blood.

How could it be!!

It's a fake! It's a virtual image!!

She picked up Wangshu, who was covered in blood with trembling hands, and her mind was clouded.

No, it's fake......

She shook her head blankly, almost falling when she stood up, she walked over to Yi Shugui's coffin and opened the coffin lid.

No one!!

She looked at Yi Han and Nie Chunying again, the same...... The corpse is gone?!

Where did Yi Shu go? Did he really come back to life?

Is Fengyi really dead?

"Xiaoxiao, what's wrong with you?"

After Lu Li woke up, he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw her wearing a wedding dress, with blood on her face and hands.

Then he shouted again and exclaimed, "Yi ...... Yi Shugui still has your master and master!!"

Cen Duxiao grabbed Lu Li's shoulder, and was so anxious that he was incoherent: "It's all fake, right? It's a problem with the backtracking method, right? Do you know what's going on? Yizhi, he'll be fine, right?"

Lu Li's face was in a state of confusion, he didn't know what was going on, but seeing that her state was wrong, as if the last string that had been tense for a long time was about to break, his intuition told him that she was in danger now, and he might do something stupid.