The gentle face of the pothos has a pair of resolute eyes.

After hearing the voice of Mu Qing's reminder, with her years of experience, she quickly reacted.

She quickly turned her body sideways, and she was able to dodge Ji Yuelan's clone who had run behind her at some point.

Fortunately, he dodged it in time, otherwise the sword of Ji Yuelan's clone in front of him just now would be enough to make the pothos fall to the ground.

Through the gap, the pothos turned her face towards the admiration that was covered by a thin barrier in the center.

"Thank you!"

Immediately received another blow from the doppelganger in front of him.

Mu Qing's eyes were slightly solemn, looking at Gu Heng's appearance that he had not finished crossing the spirit, and was still in the process of closing the five senses.

If there is no one to help the pothos at this moment, then it will not be long before the pothos will be physically exhausted and unable to continue to resist the attack of the doppelganger in front of him.

In this way, Gu Heng, who was behind the pothos, would also be in danger.

Even if the butterfly barrier she formed could slightly block Ji Yuelan's clone, the two people in the Crossing Spirit were the most undisturbed.

Once disturbed, it can cause minor injuries and serious internal injuries.

"No, Sister Green Pothos won't survive the end of the crossing......"

Mu Qing muttered secretly, and the red lips at the corners of his mouth tightened slightly for a moment.

Reaching out to his forehead and thinking for a moment, he then took a deep look at Ye Feng, who was still fighting with Ji Yuelan.

In her dark red sleeves, she quickly transformed into a dark butterfly.

A hint of apology flashed in Mu Qing's eyes, but he was more decisive.

Although he had promised the man in white not to use the Stygian Butterfly for the time being, the senior brother was in trouble, and the senior brother was responsible for the future of the entire firmament, and there must be no accidents at this time.

What's more, Gu Heng is the only bloodline of Uncle Gu and Aunt Yan.

Facing the direction of the pothos, Mu Qing condensed again and said: "Sister pothos, three steps to the left, use the sword to contain it!" ”

Her sonorous and powerful voice was not particularly loud in the slightly noisy Moon Invitation Hall at the moment, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of the pothos through several crowds.

With his understanding of admiration in the past, the pothos subconsciously nodded.

Then, according to what Mu Qing said, he quickly lured the doppelganger of Ji Yuelan in front of him.

But after all, it's Ji Yuelan's doppelganger, and the power of the whole body has the same cultivation as the deity, because of the inducement of pothos, the distance between the doppelganger and her is rapidly narrowing.

Immediately, the face-to-face pothos was quickly attacked by the yin sword of the clone in front of her to her neck.

The green pothos clings to the long sword to fight against it, and the two forces collide and resist each other in a stalemate.

A trace of sweat quickly appeared on his forehead, and the red lips of the pothos had long since lost their color.

Because she is covered with blood at the moment, she is faintly vulnerable.

Then, the sinister long sword that the clone was pressed against faintly showed signs of touching her neck.

The soft face of the green pothos was full of weakness at this time, and it seemed that she was about to be unable to bear the low cry.

"...... Love"

Hurry up now!

said that it was urgent, but it was fast, and after seeing the green pothos pull the doppelganger in front of him with a move and a sword, the clear eyes like the eagle wings of admiration saw the opportunity from afar.

Sharp and fast like a goshawk predator.

Just as the clone had her back to her, her slender fingers gathered a sinister force, and quickly shot the conjured butterfly in her hand into the back of the head of the clone that was close to the green pothos.

Pothos is really at a critical moment.

Just when the tip of the yin sword in front of him was about to pierce his neck, he suddenly felt a shock from his former clone.

As the tip of the sword in the hand of the clone in front of him that was about to pierce the flesh stopped, the green pothos witnessed the yin clone quickly turn into a puddle of powder.

The coercion in front of him disappeared, and the pothos was also soaked and collapsed to the ground.

While the struggle between life and death just now made her heart palpitate, she couldn't help but gently pull a smile at the corner of her mouth for the rest of her life.

Fortunately, fortunately, she didn't die just now to meet Mother Yan under the Yellow Spring, which allowed her to protect him again......

The detached hand quickly held the long sword in his hand and stood up again, and the green pothos struggled towards the red-clothed hands in the hall.

Heroically said, "Thank you." ”

Thank her for helping her three times and twice, but why is there an unstoppable bitterness in her heart at this moment.

A wry smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and the green pothos stared at the disappearing clone in front of him for a moment.

In the place where the clone disappeared, there was a small black butterfly fluttering and constantly absorbing the surrounding evil energy.

This is the butterfly she had heard from the head of the house, a small butterfly with a dark body......

In the past month, after seeing that Mu Qing was not dead, she followed the head of the family with her, and the most heard was the head of the house talking about Mu Qing.

The head of the house said that his younger sister liked to tinker with strange knick-knacks.

The head of the family said that his younger sister loved rare treasures

The head of the family also said that his younger sister liked sugar gourds the most......

A clone of Ji Yuelan has already made the green pothos so unbearable, but in the hands of the man in red in her eyes, she can be killed with one blow.

The strength of Mu Qing in her eyes is indeed thousands of times stronger than herself.

And the head of the family needs such a person who can walk side by side with him in the years to come...... Jushuku

She, after all, can't compare to her.

And in the heart of the head of the family, there is no one who can replace her.

Mu Qing heard that the green pothos was another thank you, and the corners of her mouth smiled helplessly, and shook her head indifferently.

Sister Luluo is too rusty, she personally promised Aunt Yan that night in the sky that she would take good care of her senior brother for the rest of her life, and this is what she should do.

But Muqing never knew, in fact, Yan Qingyu's so-called handing over Gu Heng to her at the beginning was because she knew Gu Heng's love for Muqing.

colleague Yan Qingyu thought that Muqing was also interested in Gu Heng, so it was a lifetime in that sense......

Mu Qing waved his hand at the pothos casually, signaling that it was okay.

However, just before the smile on the corner of her mouth had drawn a lovely arc, the heart in her chest exploded for a moment.

It was as if the heart on her chest had several double images.

The blood all over his body was instantly frozen at this moment.

Immediately afterward, from the anti-phagophagogue sore on her ankle, a lot of yin qi began to spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, entangled in the entire blood vein of her body.

It was as if the blood vessels hidden under the original skin were now filled with countless dark colors, turning into thin black lines.

"Hmm......"

The sudden discomfort quickly made Mu Qing frown, and even with white teeth, she couldn't help but subconsciously bite her thin lips.

As the sharp tips of the teeth gnawed indiscriminately, the flesh-colored blood stains finally appeared on her full lips, rendering her thin lips that had lost their blood.

But it seems that the pain in her lips has not awakened the only reason she has.

In her mind at this time, countless illusions flashed quickly and strangely, and all the things she had experienced in the past appeared.

The sky was extinguished, corpses were everywhere, Uncle Gu's death, Aunt Yan finally resolutely pushed her away and was penetrated by countless black evil qi.

was violently corpsed, Gu Heng was extinguished by the spiritual fire on his shoulder, and was pierced by the Ten Thousand Demon Sword with a sword......

All the things that she had long since ceased to think about were vivid in her mind, and they quickly filled her entire spiritual sea.

Accompanied by a nameless black shadow that is half-dim from time to time, it circulates infinitely and presumptuously.

Mu Qing's eyes, which were originally very clear, instantly became in a trance, and then her whole person also swayed.

She tried to look up at the area around her, but everyone seemed to accuse her of not.

If it weren't for her at the beginning, Oolong wouldn't have been so directed at the sky.

If it weren't for her at the beginning, Oolong would not have taken advantage of Uncle Gu's absence to press Aunt Yan tightly that night, so that the whole sky fell into a desperate situation.

What's more, there happened to be a disciple of the Immortal Sect who was injured by Ji Yuelan's clone and fell at her feet at this time.

The boy spat blood from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of death.

It was as if the person in front of her who had lost her life began to accuse her of the immortal sect who were also fighting with countless Ji Yuelan clones.

It's as if it weren't for her, why would Ji Yuelan form a clone array, and why would it affect them......

The endless coldness couldn't help but make her whole body tremble.

Her consciousness was blurring, and the gloomy darkness in her chest was wrapping around her.

Everything in her mind made her involuntarily mutter, extremely reproachful.

"It's me...... If it weren't for me, I wouldn't be ......."

Her white hands trembled slightly and clinged to her ears, and at this moment she actually heard the screams of countless deaths.

Those voices are so real and so clear, forcing people's hearts to panic, forcing people's hearts to experience despair again.

Uncle Gu was injured in a confrontation with the black sky because she was trapped in the ancient temple cave, and finally the black evil aura of the Ten Thousand Demon Sword eroded him to death little by little.

Aunt Yan sacrificed herself to intercept the Ten Thousand Demon Sword in Oolong's hand because she wanted to save her, and was finally pierced to death by the black evil qi.

And the entire sky was even more because she was strangled and wiped out overnight, and Gu Heng also lost her parents and loved ones overnight.

"No, no, don't ......"

Shaking her head in a panic, she didn't want to think about it anymore, she didn't want to recall......

That darkest time was also the day she will remember the most in her life.

She didn't want to, she didn't want that.

If she knew that she would really be like Aunt Yan said, she would bring disaster to the sky.

Then she would never have made all these choices, and more than that, she wished that she had never lived in the world, that she had never appeared in the sky......

She was an orphan since she was a child, but she was raised by Uncle Gu and Aunt Yan.

She could have died young, but she was sheltered by the whole sky.

But she should have spent the rest of her life grateful, but later brought death to the entire sky and even the relatives around her, and the source of endless disasters was caused by her!

Drops of hot tears began to quietly flow out of her originally very smart eyes, and hot teardrops burned every piece of dark red cloth on her body.

Like a bloodthirsty red flower blooming brightly, like an endless drifting torrent in the sea of blood.

The chaos around her had made Mu Qing forget the environment she was in at this time, and her originally proud fiery figure gradually squatted down at this time.

Like a withered flower in the middle of the night, it can't find its own dawn for the time being, and it can't see the tomorrow in the day.

She held her head in her hands, and the cold sweat on her forehead mixed with salty and bitter tears quietly and slowly ran down her frowning brow.

Silently speaks of the pain that has been forced down again and again in an infinite cycle......