The palm wind was directed at Yuan Qi.

Palm Wind seemed to be a messenger of hell, hitting Yuan Qi's originally thin body almost to pieces, and blood gushed out from all over his body uncontrollably, and at this moment he wanted to be pierced by the leaky doll, which could not be repaired.

There is a difference of three realms, and he can already kill him.

"Yuan Qi—"

Ye Li was just about to reach out to help him but instantly retracted, his arm was shattered a little by a slight touch, she didn't dare to imagine if she hugged him, his entire body would instantly turn into crumbs.

She only called his name with a whimper and trembling, and she didn't know what to do to save him.

Yuan Qi Youye's eyes were slightly open, as if he could close them at any time and never wake up again.

The body that should have been knocked away knelt straight in place, still not on the hand that grabbed Ye Li, and his eyes laboriously moved to the ice silk lotus held in the other hand.

He was dying and still wanted to detoxify her, and Ye Li's endurance completely collapsed.

"I eat... I ate it...... Are you going to get better? Don't sleep... Stinky fruit, you sober me up! ”

She screamed at him with all her strength, tears long since she was about to take the blood-stained Ice Silk Lotus.

The familiar big hand appeared in front of him, and that hand forcefully pulled out the Ice Silkworm Silk Lotus, completely ignoring Yuan Qi's hand that could not withstand the strength and shattered.

Ye Li was almost crazy, she glared fiercely in that direction, and Zhao Jiuchen, who was dressed in red, smiled so proudly, as if she deliberately destroyed Yuan Qi's hand.

He looked down at the ice silk lotus in his hand that was still brilliant, and showed a ruthless smile, and a purple qi came out of his hand, surrounding the ice silk lotus, as if he wanted to do something.

Zhao Jiuchen stared at Ye Li for a long time, and then looked at the dying Yuan Qi behind her whose eyes were still on Ye Li's body, and then urged the purple qi to turn it into ashes.

He destroyed her only hope of being alive.

Ye Li trembled all over, almost unsteady, as if he was forbearing, and as if he was about to explode.

She gently put Yuan Qi, who was still looking at her, on the ground, slowly got up, and stood on the opposite side of Zhao Jiuchen.

Looking at her sad expression, Zhao Jiuchen chuckled, but a trace of panic flashed in his heart, but his mouth was still full of disdain.

"You care so much if he dies or not?"

Zhao Jiuchen's familiar face had become strange in Ye Li's eyes at this time, and their bright wedding dresses seemed to be stained with blood, the blood shed by her love and death with him.

"Ah Chen, have you ever loved me?"

She hesitated for a long time, and finally asked the question she had never dared to ask, the wedding dress was already scratched by her hand and was about to rot, and the bright red blood beads overflowing from her lips dripped into the red, merging with it.

Love?

Zhao Jiuchen looked at the woman in front of him who had become so indifferent at some point, her eyebrows and eyes were as bright and moving as when he first saw her, but her eyes were unusually sober.

"If you don't love, how can I love a chess piece, if you mention love, I love your heart."

His thin lips slowly spit out those heartless words, and he turned into a sharp sword in his hand, raised the sword upward, and pointed it directly at Ye Li's heart.

The light of the sword blade was so sharp that it would definitely pierce her chest at once, Ye Li stared at the sword for a long time, but his eyes full of tears suddenly bent down.

"If I give you my heart, you have to save Yuan Qi."

As if she was trading with him, her words did not contain any emotion, and after speaking, she looked at Yuan Qi, who was still lying on the ground but closed her eyes.

After all, she was the one who affected him.

And Yuan Qi, who was lying on the ground, had lost consciousness, and he could only use all his strength to look at her, and if he looked at her, he would take one more look.

Ye Li lifted her sleeve and wiped the marks on her face, she came cleanly, and she also had to leave cleanly.

Zhao Jiuchen looked at her actions and didn't think so, he categorically didn't believe that anyone would send her to death, not to mention that she had already had the poison of hopeless water in her body, and this death was a dissipation of her soul.

At this time, the flowers on the other side waved collectively, and the wind blew and made a sound, like the mournful cry of a funeral.

Ye Li raised his hand to hold the sharp sword pointed at her, aimed it at her heart, glanced at Zhao Jiuchen deeply, and closed her eyes tiredly.

Standing on tiptoe and taking a step forward, the tip of the sword pierced through her wedding gown like a bamboo, parting her skin and piercing her soft and fragile heart.

A trace of bright red overflowed from the corner of Ye Li's mouth, dripping on the sword body that reflected her peerless face, she raised her eyes without any emotion, but saw the panic on Zhao Jiuchen's face.

"Why are you scared?"

Ye Li chuckled, his mouth full of mockery, which made Zhao Jiuchen's last panic disappear suddenly.

She took another step forward, and the sword pierced a little deeper, and she could barely speak in pain, and with each breath, the wound rubbed against the sword, like an old wound that bleed and bleed again.

"Zhao Jiuchen, I thought you were my Nine Heavens Star, but the day you said you wanted to go into seclusion with me, I found out that the stars also have gray ......

May we never see each other again, may you go what you want, get the country, and never regret it. ”

She took a deep breath and said these words to Zhao Jiuchen, she blamed herself at the moment, if she didn't love someone so paranoidly, she wouldn't have fallen to the point where she is now, and she wouldn't have hurt Yuan Qi to have almost no hope of living.

Is it that she is dead, and it should be over.

The last tear dripped down, and the blade reflected her resolute eyes.

Ye Li took a big step forward with great force, and the long sword instantly penetrated her heart, cutting her back, and the tip of the sword flowed downward, gathering on the ground, and taking away her life.

Zhao Jiuchen, who was holding the sword, also trembled subconsciously, he didn't expect to be so decisive, he thought he would beg him for mercy.

"Ah Li—"

As Zhao Jiuchen pulled out the long sword, blood gushed out from Ye Li's wounds, staining the surroundings red, and her body fell like rags, and she was about to fall to the ground in front of her.

Youheng came and saw this scene, he couldn't care about being angry, and hurriedly went up to catch it.

"Why...... Why...... You tell me!!! ”

Youheng's scarlet pupils were oozing blood and tears, he hugged Ye Li's already limp body, and questioned her over and over again, but Ye Li no longer had the strength to say so many words, so he only looked at him with a smile.

"Youheng... If I die... You... Live well. ”

She uttered these words intermittently, and looked at the night rising, who had come and stood by in despair.

Somehow, she felt that her soul was dissipating, and the face in front of her had become blurred, and she wanted to kiss him, but she couldn't lift her head or reach out her hand.

As if reading what she meant, Youheng leaned over and bit her lip, he wanted her to wake up and not fall asleep.

He almost frantically gnawed at her, but he was not happy at all, and the gradually cold body in his arms reminded him that Ye Li was really dying.

Youheng's tears were mixed with Ye Li's tears, this was almost a kiss of blood and tears, even if he was about to rub her into his body, he could feel her dissipation.

He couldn't do anything, he tried to inject his divine power into her body, even if he could exchange his life for his life, but Ye Li's body was resisting his divine power, and he couldn't lose half a point no matter what.

"Youheng... Youheng..."

Her weak voice was about to disappear and whispered his name, and Youheng immediately calmed down, put his ear to her lips, and his eyes fell on her hair, but he heard the touching words.

"I love you."

These three words struck the dark atrium of Youheng, making him slightly touched when he was already stiff, and gently tugged at the corners of his mouth, but returned to his original state.

Standing not far from Ye Li at night, watching them talk in his ear, he didn't get close, he didn't want to spoil Ye Li's last time.

And Zhao Jiuchen still stared at the sword and didn't take his eyes off, did he do all this right, why didn't he have any joy, why did his heart hurt so much.

The flowers on the other side turned into a red mist without people noticing, one, two, until the entire sky of the netherworld was dyed red, and sadness filled the entire netherworld.

And Ye Li, who felt the coldness on Youheng's body, couldn't change the dissipation of her body even if she was reluctant, and she finally smiled at Youheng, even if he couldn't see her anymore.

She has no regrets.

The red mist seemed to be guided, and it turned into pieces of bright red petals, and a large number of them flew towards Ye Li, surrounding her like a subject, and under their traction, Ye Li's body also turned into a golden red mist, dissipating into the world with them.

At the same time, the leaf-shaped key in Zhao Jiuchen's arms emitted light.

With the emptiness in his arms, Youheng instantly woke up from his grief, his eyes lost all light, and the touch that was still there had disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

He still maintained the posture of hugging Ye Li, not moving, and his eyes were gradually filled with black gas, like a grim reaper.

Night Rising finally couldn't hold it anymore, he quickly summoned the book of life and death, despite the tears that had wet it, turned into a dagger and stabbed it deep into the chest and pulled it out, and so on.

The blood had soaked the book of life and death, but he still didn't stop.

His eyes were hollow, and his fingers were stained with blood, the book of life and death had been deeply marked by his fingernails, and he still couldn't write the golden name, but the blood was flowing.

Yes, he's already saved it once, and he can't save it a second time.

"Ye Li... Ye Li... ”

The world of night seemed to have only these two words left, and he didn't dare to turn his head, and he didn't dare to look at Huangquan Road, where even the flowers on the other side had disappeared.

His soul is scattered, he will never be reborn, he knows better than anyone else, those bright eyes, he will never be able to see it forever.

The rest, it's just endless darkness.