The huge pillar of light between the heavens and the earth fell back, and it shortened inch by inch, and soon disappeared as if it had never appeared.

In the snowflakes of light in the sky, two people floated above the mouth of the huge abyss.

Kikyo with Taiyi.

With the loss of spiritual pressure support, the exhausted two fell down at the same time.

Who won the hell?

Falling straight under his head and feet, the poignant figure turned his head with difficulty to look at the man who was gradually separating at his side.

In the end, the man's only remaining one-eyed lost its brilliance, and the pupil in it could no longer reflect the figure of the bellflower.

He's dead...

No one remembered, no one read the eulogy, and no one saw them off.

The man who has been forgotten by history is buried in the corner of history by the sand of time.

Nobody knows, no one knows, no one remembers...

There is no past, no present, no future...

The sad life, no matter how magnificent it was in life, in the end, is always an emptiness, towards endless darkness...

Fall...

Fall...

Fall....

Kikyo wants to lend a hand...

The pupils reflected Taiyi's figure, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand...

The already broken right hand was finally overwhelmed, and the only remaining fingers began to crack, dismembering and breaking inch by inch, spreading all the way to the elbow, and the fragments of dirt and sand floated away from the arm, and scattered in the air...

But Kikyo she can't save him...

Arrogant, he slapped Kikyo's hand away.

The man who was going to drag her to hell hated her to death.

A sense of powerlessness fills the body and mind of the bellflower...

Suffocation wraps around the whole body...

Inevitably...

There will be a little unspeakable heartache.

The atrium of the empty heart, the invisible heart is twitching uncomfortably.

As a result, this scene was only carved into Kikyo's heart.

Forever staying...

When Kikyo thinks of it, it punishes the heart of Kikyo.

Taiichi did something wrong, Kikyo didn't know, and he didn't know.

But Kikyo knew that he must have done something wrong.

It shouldn't end like this...

This kind of ending...

Kikyo she doesn't like to come...

"Kikyo!"

A cry of concern rang in Kikyo's ears, drawing in from afar.

Soon, Huang Quan, who came from the electric shot, stretched out his hands and gently caught the falling bellflower, and the two of them sank at the same time, and then stayed in mid-air steadily.

Seeing the miserable state of the bellflower, Huangquan's pupils shrank sharply, and the arm holding the bellflower trembled slightly.

Bent down and leaned on Huang Quan's embrace, leaned his head on Huang Quan's chest, feeling Huang Quan's uneasiness, Kikyo comforted him: "I'm fine, Huang Quan, win, let's go home..."

Well, go home...

Before I knew it, tears ran down my cheeks, fell on Kikyo's face, and seeped into my body along the cracks in my skin...

The tears of the Yellow Springs are sad...

"I'm not crying, what are you crying about?" Kikyo said softly.

"Next time, next time, as your sword, I, Isayama Huangquan will never let anyone hurt you again!" Gritting his teeth and saying this, he was protected by her again, and he didn't even play a key role, Huang Quan's heart was full of self-blame.

"No need next time, you're protecting me now...", smiling gently as always, Kikyo tilted his head, and his eyes followed the little figure...

Noticing Kikyo's eyes, Huang Quan looked strangely.

It was she who flew with the blue and white flowers...

A small figure, a big fist.

His face was full of determination, like a meteor, and he resolutely fell straight towards the abyss below him.

As an elf, this little guy was born to fly.

The mouth babbled, miserable and desperate, constantly flying, falling, accelerating, accelerating, little by little, towards the figure in the eye, chasing...

Kikyo and Huang Quan were stunned...

The half piece of fairy shell that I had been holding in my hand full of notched tooth marks was rolling helplessly in front of Huangquan and Kikyo's eyes...

With the wind, helplessly blown into the distance...

Like the tide of the times in the depths, a small leaf that drifts with the tide disappears in the waves rolled up by the times in a blink of an eye.

A gentle and feeble smile froze on Kikyo's face, quietly staring at the small figure.

watched her desperately chase after Taiyi.

watched her desperately stretch out her little hand and grab the corner of Taiyi's clothes.

Seeing her gritting her teeth, her face flushed, her small body trembled, and she used all her strength to float up.

Look at the firm persistence in her little eyes.

Watching the colorful points of light fall on her, smashing her to a stumbling one.

Looking at her...

In vain ...

Helpless...

A desperate struggle...

Looking at the unstoppable fall of a large and a small figure...

Heading towards the abyss where you can't see the way out...

The most affectionate confession is silent companionship.

Thousands of years have passed, even if Kikyo doesn't know what the little guy is in Taiyi's heart, but at this moment, Kikyo knows very well how important Taiyi is in the little guy's heart.

Looking, silently watching, looking weakly, looking stunned...

Looking at her small palm, the torn corners of her clothes couldn't support the breaking.

Watching her scream, cry, and reach out in a panic to grab the corner of her clothes again...

Watching the end of despair slowly end in front of you...

The so-called tragedy is the destruction of beautiful things for others to see.

This is an absurd repertoire made by oneself.

In front of me, a large and a small figure was swallowed by the dark abyss, and it was no longer visible...

As a clay body, not only does he have no heart, but Kikyo thinks that he will not cry anymore.

I don't know where it came from, maybe it was Huangquan's, and the crystal tears rolled silently down the cracked face of the bellflower.

Even the heart that didn't have it was broken into pieces and sprinkled all over the ground.

I can't pick it up, and I can't repair it well.

Kikyo closed his eyes gently, trembled slightly, curled up in Huang Quan's arms, and spoke softly.

"Huang Quan, bring her up."

Huang Quan nodded wordlessly, hugged the bellflower, fell in a straight line at a rapid speed, and soon caught up with the little guy, reached out to grab it, followed, stopped falling, accelerated, and climbed upwards at a high speed.

Kikyo didn't dare to face the little guy, afraid to see the little guy's eyes.

She killed her most important loved ones.

It's such a harsh reality.

Taiyi remained in the abyss forever.

There is no funeral ...

But there are people who are sad, crying, holding and seeing off...

Huang Quan landed on the ground with the bellflower and the little one, and at this time, Huang Quan said in an astringent voice: "She fainted." ”

Did you pass out...

Kikyo opened his eyes, looked at the tear-stained face, and the white ** cracked wound on his body, and said, "Give her to me." ”

Huang Quan did as he said and put the little guy on the chest of the bellflower.

The next moment, a gentle light flickered and rose, enveloping the little guy, removing the small disintegrating spiritual power, repairing the wound, and soothing the little guy's mental instability and trauma.

In the light, tightly wrinkled, desperate and sad little faces, gradually smoothed out.

Xu dreamed of some happy dream, and a normal, innocent smile appeared on his face.

"I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry..."

Huang Quan was silent, listening to the bellflower, his eyes were full of sadness, and he kept murmuring...