Lingge raised his hand and put it on an invisible line, then grabbed it and flipped up, jumping into the air in three or two to a high place. She seemed to hover in the air, her wings flashing behind her that were almost invisible. There are many transparent filaments in the air, and I am afraid that only she and Wu themselves know what kind of layout it is. Artifacts surrounded her, and she was like a guard.

Bai Ya has suffered many losses. The silk threads scraped many tears in his body, and blood droplets continued to splatter out. He would take advantage of the fight to look over and pay attention to the flow of his blood to judge the direction of the silk thread. lest one accidentally cut off your wrist or head by sharp filaments.

Bai Ya could clearly feel the improvement of Wu's combat power. Even though he used the bloody demon slaying pestle in battle, this must have made him know many mental martial arts by heart. But compared to the battle on the sea cliff, here he didn't release any water. In this way, he had every reason to suspect that it was also part of his plan to let himself fall into the sea. He has said many times that he hates being taken advantage of.

However, it seems that the black is just playing. He had no intention of fighting, and when Bai Ya slashed again, he jumped upwards and hovered not far from Lingge. Lingge still holds that clear heart in his hand. Wu said coldly:

"Alright, I've been playing with them long enough." He held his head high and glared at the people below who were staring at him angrily.

"It's less than a moment." Ling Ge said, "Don't take it lightly. ”

"It's almost the beginning. A group of grasshoppers after autumn can't jump for a while. Give me the artifact. ”

Lingge paused, stretched out his hand, and a warm red light flowed from his palm. The drainage is general, and the magic weapons float towards the black one after another. It seemed to those below that each artifact had its own luster, changing color as it skimmed the midline between her and the black, and the light changed from warm red to cool gray. Blue amber, clams, incense burner, Xun, red pearl...... Loot after loot was delivered to the enemy's side. He is so despicable to plunder the splendor of others.

Until the end, Lingge's hand still holds Garuda's heart.

"What are you doing?" Wu frowned, "Give me everything quickly." ”

“…… I can't give it to you. ”

"What did you say?"

The momentary consternation was fleeting, and anger immediately took over. He laughed angrily, did not make a move, and asked her:

"I probably shouldn't have pointed fingers at you, but I'm going to say it anyway—even you betray me, do you?"

"I'm not loyal to anyone. The one I was loyal to was dead. ”

"Don't you want to bring him back to life?" Wu frowned, turned his face sideways, but his eyes were fixed on her, as if interrogating, "You don't want him to come back to life?" You know, before the sun rises tonight, he instinctively stands in front of you intact. I advise you, don't be bought, and don't do stupid things. ”

"I was not bought by anyone, persuaded by anyone. From start to finish, I knew exactly what I was thinking and what I needed to do. Naturally, I want him to come back to life...... But that wasn't what he intended. ”

Lingge's gaze always fell on the glass. She slowly raised her right hand, stretched out a finger, and suddenly scraped quickly across the silk thread beside her. Her fingers cracked, and blood dripped on the slanted line, sliding down.

Then, the fire that had been extinguished for a long time was once again in everyone's sight.

The flames spread rapidly, exposing the location of each thread with precision, spreading to every corner of the barrier at an incredible speed. He tried to cut the silk thread, but the flames had already burned in front of him. Through the curtain of fire, he heard the song say:

"And I don't want your dirty hands to touch his heart."

The crow jumped from a great height and landed on the ground, its limbs shattering the ground as cushions. The hem of his garment burned.

He sneered, and his tone was yin and yang: "Did you make a mistake?" I feel sorry for Lord Divine Bird. Like all the other gods, they were not afraid of death, and even lost outright. As for you, you have failed to live up to the hope and possibility of his survival, but you put on a look that you think you know him very well. But you won't succeed, I'll kill you before the ritual begins. Do you really think you know him well? Less self-righteous there. ”

"I'll give you the last two sentences as they were." Her red wings spread behind her back, her toes fluttering on the ground, and she looked at him, "I know him better than anyone else." ”

"Then you're so confident—"

He raised his hand, and the moment he rushed forward, he was stopped by Bai Ya's scimitar.

"You're going to bully the girl?"

"Less!"

Wisps of spider silk fell from the sky, and they were all burned by the flames, struggling to release the last light in the air. They fall intermittently and can't even ignite the grass. However, through the part that was still burning in the air, they could still see that this was an incomparably complex and delicate network game.

"Bai Shaoxia, don't touch this fire."

"It's going to be a bit hard for me to die."

Bai Ya and Lingge are not very good partners, perhaps they have realized this a long time ago. But before this common enemy, none of them slackened, none of them gave in, and they had to compete in attitude. In the chaotic battle, Liu Shenghan and Qi Huan kept trying to find the right opportunity to recapture the magic weapon.

As long as he is restrained, Ling Ge knows very well that the black that is contaminated with the fire of her blood will eventually be burned by the fire that spreads to her body. The flames had consumed the limbs behind him, and it continued. Those parts are carbonized and will crumble into powder at the slightest touch. Will it hurt? They didn't know, because they couldn't see it from the black face. He won't say anything, and he'll never throw in the towel. Maybe he admitted that he was careless for a while, but they all knew that this monster was simply the same as Chu Tianyan in this regard, and he was never willing to die honestly, and he had to pull a few more pads when he died.

Perhaps the difference lies in the fact that Wu has no faith of his own – he has always believed in himself and has only been true to himself.

"Who is the grasshopper after autumn?"

Lingge suddenly burst out laughing. What about faith? If you really need to rely on someone to survive in the world, there is a lot of difference. But she was still glad that she had been loyal to such a companion. The only companion.

Yan Yu stood in front of this strange scene, motionless.

The remnants of the sky were scattered like fire and snow. He knew that ordinary fire naturally couldn't help the black silk thread. But it is clear that it was a fire that was kindled by Kalingpinga's blood, which consumed all living things. He tried to make knots and summon water to extinguish them, apparently to no avail. Such a fire can be extinguished by her death alone.

In the flames, he saw the figure of a man gradually rout, die, and disappear.

Too late.

The last remnants of the sky fell before his eyes.

"You're here."

Lingge was a little out of breath. She didn't look back at him, but knew he was back here. The implication of these words is tantamount to some kind of provocation in Yan Yu's eyes.

You're late.

He rushed up and pressed down the exhausted Lingge, choking her neck.

Others, of course, will not let him do whatever he wants. Bai Ya and Qi Huan were about to step forward, when Yan suddenly raised his hand, and a row of black thin snakes rose from the ground, spitting letters at them, showing off their might. Whoever takes a step forward will attack them in droves. Bai Ya swung his knife and cut off several snakes in front of him, but two heads grew from the broken mouth, which were taller and stronger than before. They squirmed forward in unison, threatening them to retreat.

However, Yan Yu didn't seem to plan to kill them, but just forced them to watch. He pinched Lingge's slender neck viciously with one hand, and raised the other hand to direct the movement of the snakes.

"Stinky girls really don't know what to do, who gave you the guts......"

Lingge stretched out his hands and grabbed his arms hard. Separated by a layer of armor, it is naturally useless.

"Ahem-you're going to kill, though...... Ahem, ahem, he's, self-destruction, he deserves it-"

"I know he did it himself."

Yan Yu's hand was a little more powerful, and his black eyes seemed to have opened a group of stars, empty and distant.

"But it's not your turn...... I should have thought that you and Garuda were just using our youkai identities. If humans are stronger than youkai, you will naturally elevate the status of humans. From the very beginning, he only wanted to divide the classes, so that the two could be busy fighting with both sides and reaping the benefits of the fishermen. You half-demons, both human and monster, want to stand on your own, your own faction, ignoring the innate laws of nature...... It's like a scarlet. What a conceit! ”

"Ahem—" Ling Ge's eyes widened, and there was fire burning in his eyes. Yan just wants them to go out.

"We're not...... Humans ......" she picked at Yan's palm with her fingernails, fighting for a gap, "but we're not monsters either. We ......"

"Shut up!"

"We are ourselves."

Yan Yu dropped his other arm and pinched his hands on Lingge's neck. She probably finished the last words, and didn't struggle much, allowing the angry basilisk to let out one last breath of evil for her friend. He didn't seem to need much strength to feel his pulse beating, which came sooner than he thought.

She closed her eyes and silently extinguished the fire in her heart.

She actually died laughing. Why is she so serene? Why?! Wu didn't even have a corpse left!

Yan Yu wanted to shout hoarsely like this. But to whom did he shout? Who else will hear it? In the end, he has no more position to blame anyone, after all, isn't it himself who chose to leave Wuwu first? Although he didn't expect him to change his mind because of this. But if he were to choose again, would he still ...... Stand by his side? He didn't know.

The demonstrator group of snakes flinched slightly. Bai Ya raised his knife and was about to quickly slash through the chaos. But at this moment, he suddenly froze here.

“…… What was that? ”

Plop, plop.

He turned his head and looked at the glass heart in Qi Huan's hand. It was the Lingge that had been quietly thrown to this side before.

"What?" Qi Huan looked at the others, and Yingyuejun and Liu Shenghan also shook their heads again and again, "Are you hallucinating?" ”

The heart is beating.

Plop, plop.

Deafening.