In the Stone Forest, rocks that were originally one person tall have become half human high, and the number has become even larger, scattered around.

Outside the chaotic stone forest, on horseback, Liu Bixin suddenly looked back at the countless chaotic stones that blocked her vision, and said, "Will he die?" ”

He, naturally, refers to Fu Qingyi.

On the side, Song Bei smiled slightly and said, "If he dies, I will be very disappointed." ”

The breeze blows, and the hair is slightly messy.

Liu Bixin didn't care about the strand of hair that stayed on her lips, and said softly: "Why? ”

Song Bei sighed lightly and said, "If he dies, I will have one less opponent in this world." ”

The horse walked away, and Liu Bixin said inexplicably: "You only care if there is an opponent." ”

Song Bei looked at the perfect and moving cheeks and said, "You don't do the same, you only care about the world in your eyes." ”

So, the two of them are the same kind of people.

Liu Bixin's eyes closed lightly and said, "Let's go." ”

Song Beidao: "Where to go?" ”

Liu Bixin said: "Go to the desert and wait." ”

She lost and withdrew from the desert, however, she would not give up.

It was getting late, and in the yellow sand, a man and a woman slowly disappeared behind the sand dunes in the distance.

In the chaotic stone forest, after Liu Bixin and Song Bei disappeared from sight for a moment, Fu Qingyi finally couldn't hold on any longer, blood spurted out of his mouth suddenly, his body was weak, and he knelt on the yellow sand weakly.

Song Bei's knife he didn't fight back, didn't dodge, but took it all with his body.

If you are an idle person, you are already dead at this moment.

And he's just gasping for breath now.

Because, he is not far from death.

The fragrant breeze blew, Wanwan held his body, a trace of pity flashed in his moving eyes, and said, "You pretended to be so good, even I was deceived by you." ”

Fu Qingyi smiled reluctantly, and said in a weak tone: "I'm sorry... In the future, I can no longer protect you..."

Wanwan stroked the pale cheek, exhaled like a land, and said, "I don't allow you to say stupid things again." ”

Fu Qingyi shook his head slightly and said, "He is Song Bei." ”

Song Be's knife, he knows it very well.

Just like his knife, Song Bei knew it very well.

If it were Song Don who took his knife, Song Don would only die, and it would be difficult to live.

Wan Wanyu's finger lightly pressed on his mouth, the smile was very moving, and said, "You are Fu Qingyi, so, I won't let you have anything." ”

Fu Qingyi smiled bitterly and persuaded: "Wan'er, don't force it anymore." ”

Wanwan bit her lip lightly, blinked her eyes, and said, "You don't live up to me, how can I not depend on you for life and death." ”

When the words fell, the slender jade pointed at Fu Qingyi's eyebrows.

As if thinking of something, Fu Qingyi suddenly raised his head and looked at Wanwan.

Yan Ran smiled, her eyes closed slightly.

With the heart-rending pain in his body, Fu Qingyi struggled frantically and said, "Don't... Stop..."

Wanwan was indifferent, and the Heavenly Magic Force Field in her body was running at full strength.

In an instant, a ruthless sword intent containing an irresistible momentum was slowly pulled out from Fu Qingyi's eyebrows.

Silently, a look of despair appeared in Fu Qingyi's eyes.

He knew what Wanwan was doing, but he didn't want Wanwan to do it.

Bear it on his behalf, and he will die!

However, he could not stop it now, and could only watch it happen.

Finally, the sword intent was completely withdrawn, and a knife formed by invisible qi was suspended in the air, resting on Wanwan's smooth forehead and eyebrows.

Her eyes slowly opened, and she smiled gracefully, letting the breeze blow her hair.

With a muffled snort, Fu Qingyi was like being struck by lightning, and with unwillingness and helplessness, he suddenly fell into a coma.

He survived, but what about Wanwan?

He can die, but Wanwan can't, this is his obsession, his lifelong obsession.

The sword intent fell, and the invisible knife qi slashed down.

The yellow sand and rocks were split in two again, leaving behind a deep ravine that stretched a hundred paces away.

It was a knife mark caused by the sword qi.

Although the scars of the knife were covered by the yellow sand in the blink of an eye, it had already proved that the power of this knife was terrifying.

The blood stained the sand red, and Wanwan's delicate body softened and fell into the yellow sand.

There was no burning heat as expected, but I felt soft and warm.

The scorching sun slanted down, Wanwan looked at the woman in front of her in a trance, and said, "You are not dead." ”

Xinghuan stroked the pale cheek in his arms and smiled, "I'm not dead." ”

Wanwanxiang's lips opened and closed slightly, and in the end, she was powerless to say anything, so she could only force a smile.

Xing Huan swept away the somewhat messy hair on her cheeks and said, "You promised me that if I didn't die, you would give me what I wanted." ”

Wanwan said silently: "Take it..."

Xinghuan said softly: "Okay." ”

Lean over and kiss lightly.

The small and pink tongue easily opened the teeth and became entangled with the other tongue...

Xinghuan wanted to understand the Heavenly Demon Force Field, however, who knew the Heavenly Demon Force Field better than someone who had cultivated the Heavenly Demon Position?

So, he is not the one who wants Wanwan, but the life of Wanwan...

He didn't want to kill and had no interest in killing again.

Although he can kill anyone at will, he really can't raise his interest in killing, and he doesn't bother to kill.

Therefore, he pretended to be dead just so that Liu Bixin and Song Bei would leave.

There are some things that he doesn't want too many people to know.

Just now, as he sucked, Wanwan suddenly felt that the life in her body was passing rapidly, and her moving eyes were getting darker and darker.

She suddenly felt very tired, tired, and wanted to sleep.

Are you going to die...

After sighing inwardly, Wanwan gradually closed her eyes.

Her last thought was regret, regret that she did not accompany Fu Qingyi through this life...

After a long time, the wind passed.

Xinghuan quietly looked at the motionless Wanwan in her arms, as the breeze blew, silently, everything disappeared, leaving nothing, as if she had never existed in this world.

Perhaps, Wanwan is still there.

Because the former Wanwan is dead, but the current Wanwan is still alive.

Closing his eyes, Xinghuan caressed the light blue dress in his arms, quietly experiencing the body at this moment, and receiving the memories that originally belonged to Wanwan.

To his surprise, Wanwan left a lot of memories and they were very complete.

Why is the female killer's memory so fragmented, but Wanwan's memory so complete...

Even, that's not all.

Not only did he get Wanwan's memory, but he also felt as if he had become Wanwan.

Wanwan's feelings, he felt.

Once happy, unhappy, lonely, lonely, frustrated, excited...

He felt all the emotions.

He is him, but he is tactful.

Obviously very contradictory, but he is very clear, perhaps, this is not very clear, but has been completely combined into one person.

It's like the two were originally one person, but they were once divided into two, and now, they are one again.

It's like he has two names, one is called Xinghuan and the other is Wanwan.

Compared to a female killer, this feeling is really like a world of difference...

Silently, Xinghuan opened his eyes and began to slowly caress his cheeks and body.

The body is still the body of a female killer, but there are some subtle changes.

But his appearance changed, and he became a graceful appearance.

Now, he's Wanwan.