Bai Luo saw the Shaking Light Star Monarch fall to the ground, and immediately stepped forward. Ye Ming grabbed Bai Luo: "Don't go." ”

"What?" Bai Luo looked at Ye Ming in astonishment.

Ye Ming said in a deep voice: "The Shaking Light Star Monarch has been dissected and the elixir is already dead. Even if you save him now, he won't survive. ”

Bai Luo gradually calmed down. This is just a fantasy created with the memories of the Shaking Star Monarch and the only remaining soul. Even if he saves the Shaking Light Star Monarch at this time, it is just to save the Shaking Light Star Monarch in the illusion.

What's more, the village chief used Zhuxian grass, and if Bai Luo stepped forward, he was afraid that he would fall to the ground immediately like Shaking Light Xingjun.

Not only that, if you save the Shaking Light Star Monarch at this time, I am afraid that I will tamper with what is about to happen, but I will not see the real culprit.

Bai Luo stood in the Xingjun Temple and gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go first." ”w

Bai Luo, Ye Ming, Xue Yu and Zong Ye walked towards the depths of the dense forest.

Shaking Light Xingjun looked at Bai Luo in disbelief: "You guys...... You ......"

"Village Chief, they scattered (they fled)!"

"Don't chase (don't chase)!" the village chief said coldly, "These people are the key." ”

As soon as Bai Luo left, Lingjun became alone. She shivered as she held her newborn baby.

The village chief walked towards Lingjun step by step: "Good girl, give me the child." ”

Lingjun shook his head: "Abba, don't force me!"

"Good girl, your Abba is old, this child can be exchanged for Abba's life, and can be exchanged for the life of the whole village, isn't it? I have read your grandmother's handwriting, as long as this child is sacrificed, we can all live forever. Isn't it okay for Abba to stay with you all the time?"

Shaking Light Xingjun inhaled a large amount of Zhuxian Grass, his limbs were weak and weak, and his voice roared hoarsely: "Lingjun! Run!"

The village chief looked at Shaoguang Xingjun: "Why do you want a foreigner to meddle in the affairs of our village?"

"Outlander?" Shaking Star Monarch smiled bitterly.

The Cangwu clan made an agreement with the Shaking Light Star Monarch thousands of years ago that Cangwu Town guarded the Star Monarch Temple, and the Shaking Light also guarded Cangwu. After thousands of years, people's hearts have changed. The only people he could protect now were the half-human, half-demon saint and the baby girl.

In fact, now even he himself is unable to protect himself, so how can he protect others?

People's hearts are not ancient, the world will be chaotic, what can he do as a little star monarch when the Three Realms overturn?

Shaking Light Xingjun watched as the village chief snatched the baby girl from Lingjun's hand.

The village chief looked up at the sky: "Tonight is the night of the full moon, and it is the time for us to be reborn!"

The eyes of those who followed the village chief lit up. Immortality, which the emperors of the past could not seek, is about to be obtained today! This is something that no treasure can exchange.

"Village Chief, what should he do?" a villager asked, pointing to Shaking Light Xingjun.

The village chief's eyes showed murderous intent: "Kill!"

Shaking Light Xingjun sat on the ground in a daze, and didn't even have the strength to stand up, and watched the bright white blade stab towards him. Just an inch from the tip of the knife. Ling Jun suddenly pounced on him.

With a "poof", the white blade passed through Ling Jun's chest. Shaking Light Xingjun watched as he stabbed out of Ling Jun's chest, the tip of the knife slashing across his chest.

Although the astrolabe is not there, Lingjun is not the saint chosen by the astrolabe, but she is a person who has guarded the Xingjun Temple for more than ten years and respectfully worshiped in front of his idol for more than ten years.

I can't even protect such a person!

Lingjun's mother was used as a sacrifice by her father because of her demon blood. As a last resort, he could only throw down Lingjun and escape by himself. Lingjun is fortunate not to inherit the demon bloodline. I didn't think that such a thing would happen to Lingjun. But I don't want what happened to Lingjun to be more sad.

After her mother fled, her father forced her to marry in order to give birth to a baby with demon blood.

It was hard for Shaking Light Xingjun to imagine that a weak woman like Ling Jun would be able to save herself at this moment after experiencing this moment.

"I'm sorry. Shaking Light Xingjun looked at Ling Jun. He coexisted with heaven and earth, and once taught human beings with the other six star monarchs, giving them poems, books and rituals, and distinguishing the time of the heavens. He had never felt like he was useless at this moment.

Ling Jun's voice was weak, but he could hear every word of the light Xingjun: "Engong, I was wrong." I thought I would die, thinking it would save my people. But they are not worth saving. Eun Gong, I was wrong. It's just bitter for that kid. Can Eun Gong give that child a name? She may not survive tonight, but she should have a name. ”

"Is it okay to ask Yun?"

"Good. ”

"I save her. ”

"Good. Lingjun froze on the ground, completely out of breath.

When the village chief saw that Lingjun was killed by himself, his heart trembled, and he suddenly felt unbearable. Although he has never been sincere to Lingjun, after all, he is the daughter who was raised by himself.

Shaking Light Xingjun looked up at the village chief and said in a dumb voice, "Aren't you afraid of retribution like this?"

"Retribution?" The village chief looked at Shaoguang Xingjun and said with a smile: "What do you know as a foreigner? We have guarded the Xingjun Temple for so many years, what has the Xingjun Temple given us? We have nothing but ridiculous fame! What have we gained from guarding this poor country for many years, generation after generation of people? I heard people outside say that now the people of the Central Plains have begun to cultivate immortals, and if they are lucky, they can even soar to become immortals. What did that star lord do for us, and what was wrong with what we were planning for ourselves?"

Shaking Light Xingjun smiled bitterly: "Isn't it good to be calm and quiet, to be safe and stable? Do you think that immortals are so good? Have you ever thought about the consequences of immortality?"

"What are the consequences?" the village chief smiled coldly: "No matter what the consequences are, it's worth it! What's so bad about what we can get?"

It seems that Lingjun's blood soaked the village chief's boots, and the village chief actually relented at this time and did not kill the Shaking Light Star Monarch again. The village chief waved his hand and said to the people behind him, "Tie him up (tie him up)!"

"Village chief, tie him up to the side (where to tie him up)?"

The village chief muttered for a while: "Don't let those old immortals find out before nightfall." Tie him up and take him to the Star Monarch Temple first!"

Everyone took the Shaking Light Star Monarch to the Star Monarch Temple.

On a moonless night, the candlelight in the Xingjun Temple also illuminates the entire Xingjun Temple. Shaking the light Xingjun's face was charitable, and he looked down at the people who walked into the Xingjun Temple.

The village chief was stunned when he saw the statue of the Shaking Star King. This foreigner is eight or nine points similar to the Shaking Light Star King.

"Village Chief, how can this be?" Apparently the villagers also noticed that something was wrong.

The village chief turned his heart aside: "Where can the world control what gods and people now? When we can live forever, we and God will be incompatible." It doesn't matter who he is, tie it here first. ”

The village chief took out the Zhuxian Grass from his arms, lit the Zhuxian Grass and put it at the feet of the Shaking Light Xingjun: "The fortune teller is really not wrong. This stuff works!"

Shaking Light Xingjun looked at the burning Zhuxian grass on the ground, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked at the village chief and asked sharply, "What kind of fortune teller, what does that person look like?"

The village chief looked at Shaking Light Xingjun with a fierce look and said, "What does it have to do with you? You short-lived ghost can only mean that you are unlucky!"

The village chief looked at the outside of the Xingjun Temple and said to a few villagers behind him: "Let's go, we have been away from the village for too long, don't make people suspicious." ”

"Village Chief, where's Lingjun?"

The village chief's eyes flickered slightly, and then he returned to fierceness: "Buried!"