Seeing that Tongyu was a little invincible, Zhiniang was about to step forward to help, and in an instant, a long sword appeared in front of her, and the tip of the sword was against her throat, forcing her to retreat again and again.

Zhiniang frowned, who is she? Why did she come and not notice it?

At this moment, a baby's cry came from the house, cutting through the sky, and the weaver was happy that the child was born.

The movement outside, the people in the house had already heard it, and Sheyue held the child tightly in her arms, as if she was afraid that others would snatch it.

This child is too good to toss, Yanluo's half life is almost gone, but fortunately, she was born smoothly in the end, and her whole person was groggy, as if sleeping in a cloud, and she couldn't use any strength.

Yaoxi forced Zhiniang to retreat to the inner room, she glanced at Yanluo, and then fixed her eyes on the child held by Sheyue, her face expressionless.

"Give me the child," she held out her other hand to Sheyue, her tone cold.

Where would Sheyue give her the child, she shook her head when she heard the words, and then hugged the child tighter.

Zhiniang originally wanted to take advantage of Yaoxi's unpreparedness to make a sneak attack or something, but as soon as she made a move, Yaoxi had a feeling, and she did not hesitate to shoot at Zhiniang.

A goblin who has cultivated for hundreds of years is an immortal, oh no, he should be the opponent of a fallen immortal now.

Weaver Niang only felt a strong blow in the chest, and the person flew out upside down, hitting the pillar on the side and falling down heavily.

Her face suddenly changed, her whole body trembled, her throat was slightly sweet, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground, she couldn't even say a word for a while, and her chest was hot as if someone had poured chili water.

Yaoxi scoffed, a little spider spirit dared to stand in her way, she was really impatient, and when she saw the weaver girl who couldn't get up, she turned to look at Sheyue, her eyes were grim.

She didn't say a word, and suddenly snatched the child, where was Sheyue Yijie's mortal woman her opponent, she didn't react, and she felt that the child in her arms was taken away by Yaoxi.

She panicked, and reached out to snatch the child, although she came with a good face, but she didn't see that the other party was a good person, and the child would definitely be in danger when it came to her.

Seeing the person rushing towards him, Yaoxi slapped Sheyue's body without hesitation, where could a mortal withstand Yaoxi's blow, Sheyueren flew out upside down, knocked his head on the wall and fainted to death.

The child was so frightened that he screamed, Yan Luo was very distressed, but he didn't have any strength at all now, so he could only watch Yaoxi do whatever he wanted.

Yaoxi looked at the pink child in her arms, how she felt that it was an eyesore, and the cry disturbed her even more.

A cold flashed in her eyes, her eyes showed a fierce light, she was murderous, her other hand was slowly raised, and Yan Luo saw that she was going to hurt the child, regardless of the blood still flowing on her body, she struggled to stand up.

However, she really didn't have the strength now, and she fell off the bed by accident, and the back of her head hit the green brick heavily, making her snort in pain, but she couldn't take care of herself now.

Since she couldn't stand up, she crawled over, using her limbs together, and moved towards Yaoxi little by little with her body as heavy as a thousand catties.

"Give me the child" she said to Yaoxi in a hoarse voice, looking at such an embarrassed person on the ground, Yaoxi pulled the corners of her mouth in satisfaction, very disdainful.

"Want to have children? You beg me! Maybe I'll give you the child when I'm happy" Yaoxi looked like a villain, and when she saw Yanluo crawling towards her, the anger in her heart seemed to disappear a little.

Yan Luo doesn't care about anything now, he only cares about the child, don't say let her beg Yaoxi, even if she is asked to die, she will do it.

"I beg you to give me the child," she said in a low voice.

Yan Luo's words and tactics were exchanged for Yaoxi's loud ridicule, she didn't expect Yan Luo to have such a day.

"You're not sincere enough to do this!" As she spoke, she threw a knife in front of Yan Luo, smiled and spoke again, "Come on!" See how much sacrifice you can make for your children, choose one of the two, are you living on your own? Or let your child live."

Yan Luo looked at the knife thrown out by Yaoxi, and looked at it for a long time, it was the glass ring knife, this thing is a Buddhist thing, and it is extremely harmful to the demons, although Yan Luo does not belong to the Six Realms, but this knife has killed the demon god, and her current body that lacks a soul can withstand this Buddhist holy relic? I don't know if she's really relieved this time.

Yaoxi, this is to let her exchange her life for a life.

Listening to the heart-rending voice of crying, Yan Luo looked at Yaoxi, "Can you let me see the child?" I don't know what he looks like yet, if he's male or female."

Before the child was born, she broke in before she had time to take a look at Yaoxi, and she didn't even hold her child, which is really sad.

Yan Luo is now half dead, half of her life is almost gone, Yaoxi is not afraid of what tricks she plays, if Yan Luo dares to lie to her, she doesn't mind sending them on the road together.

Yan Luo didn't have the strength to stand up, so he could only sit on the ground with his legs bent, Yaoxi handed the child to Yan Luo, Yan Luo took it carefully, looking at the pink child, Yan Luo's tears couldn't stop flowing out.

"More like him," she cried and muttered, her fingers brushing the child's eyebrows, and the child, who was still crying, felt that Luo was touching him, and instead of crying, he laughed.

Looking at the child's smile, Yan Luo's heart was full of bitterness, as if he had soaked in Coptis water.

'Child, my mother can't watch you grow up, I'm sorry'

Yaoxi suddenly snatched the child from Liyanluo's arms, because the action was too big, the child was scared and cried again, and the voice made Yaoxi extremely irritable.

She roared angrily, "Cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry" and was about to be slapped down, this child made her upset, and she really wanted him to shut up immediately.

"Don't, don't..."Yan Luo stumbled and crawled over without an image, hugged Yaoxi's feet, and pleaded.

"The child is innocent, you hate me, you can do whatever you want to me, I beg you not to touch my child, as long as you don't hurt my child, I..."

Saying that, Yanluo panicked looking for the knife on the ground, Yaoxi wanted her to die, but as long as she died, Yaoxi would not move the child.

Holding that knife, Yan Luo's hands were trembling, if she really died with this knife, then she was really unwilling.

Seeing her hesitation, Yaoxi sneered, "What? Reluctant to die? If you can't do it, I'm going to do it."

"Yaoxi, you hate me so much and want me to die?" Yan Luo looked up and asked.

"I said, you don't die, I don't stop, it's all because of you that I have suffered such a big insult, this breath will not go away, I can't understand the hatred in my heart, you, Nuhua, must die"

Speaking of this, Yaoxi's face changed color, her eyes slowly widened, her brows furrowed, and a flame of resentment rose in her heart, her eyes were full of hatred, and her distorted face seemed to be crazy.

She hates Jiu Ye, and hates Nu Hua even more, because, if there is no Nu Hua, the person Jiu Ye loves should be her, and she is worthy of being Mrs. God.

"Because of you, I have become a me who is not my own, from a righteous immortal to a fallen immortal, do you know how I have been here for so long? Every day and every night, I want to cut you with a thousand cuts, you know? You shouldn't appear in Jiuye's life, because you are not worthy of him, only I am his good match, a golden boy and jade girl made in heaven."

Yaoxi was so crazy that she danced with her hands, as if it was her untouchable heartache, and someone else would make her go crazy if she touched it.

"It turns out that you love him so much, compared to you, my love for Jiu Ye is really insignificant, indeed, I am not worthy of him, a spirit, short life, I am not qualified to say love, not to mention now, I am still a monster, it is really tarnished the name of God, hehe..."

Yan Luo laughed unconsciously when she said that she loved Jiu Ye, but in fact, she didn't love her so much, and she had never heard Jiu Ye say that she loved her, everything was her wishful thinking, just a stupid thing that she did when she was young and ignorant.

"Yaoxi, I don't love him as much as you do"

"Even though I love him deeply, he still chooses you in the end"

"If you want me to die, then I'll satisfy you"

The screen was suddenly knocked to the ground, falling to pieces, Tong Yu raised her head in a pile of broken wood, her fists were invincible with four hands, and she still couldn't fight their group of despicable and shameless villains.

She got up and saw Yan Luo stabbing herself with a knife, and she shouted, "Don't! Sister"

She tried to stop it, but the injuries on her body made her feel powerless.

"No..."Zhi Niang was shocked, and stretched out her hand to Yan Luo, Yaoxi's palm made her not slow down until now, and she could only watch Yan Luo kill herself.

The glass ring knife flashed with cold light, and Yan Luo didn't care about it, and the knife slammed into his heart, and a hole was opened in his chest, and slowly, blood poured out of the wound.

A drop...

A drop...

A drop...

Along the chest of the shirt...

Blood dripped on the cyan tiles...

Like blood-colored flowers blooming in an inky nightmare.

The corners of Yanluo's pale mouth hooked a soft smile, it turned out that this was the feeling of death, the blood flowed calmly and numbly, the wound was painful, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down her head, and the hot feeling became numb, and the pain was numb.

Her eyes gradually darkened, the world was dizzy and frenzied, Yan Luo only felt that her eyes were full of stars, the sky was spinning, and a wave of dizziness began to strike, and something sticky poured out of her throat, it was ...... Blood!

She forced down the smell of blood in her chest, but there was still a trace of blood running down the corner of her mouth.

It's over, it's over, it's time for her to go back to Canghai.

"I hope you don't hurt my child, he is innocent..."

Yan Luo felt that his body was slowly becoming lighter, and something was dissipating, was this the feeling of flying ash disappearing?