"I'm sorry ......" said Yu Yu behind him.

Xihe froze. She closed her eyes and tried to hide her grief.

God, I always thought that although my past life was sad, there was always a touch of color in it. Now I realize that all the warmth of the past was a hoax. It turned out that Ji Ziyu had never been lucky in this life......

The divine power gradually turned into bright light as the blood overflowed, and quickly dissipated little by little. Xihe lowered her head, and the remnant spirit sword passed through her body, and there were still drops of blood on the tip of the sword. She turned her head slowly, her deep eyes reflecting a familiar shadow. The sunshine of the past, the comfort of the past, was replaced by betrayal and deception at that moment.

She was thrown into the depths of a pool of still water, and she could see the river churning and the sunlight refracting. She saw driftwood and straw floating on the surface of the river, and she desperately swam upstream, struggling desperately

A big mountain collapsed in Xihe's heart. She is not Ji Ziyu, but why is she still heartbroken? Remorse, annoyance, hatred, and resentment fill all of her. Her brain was buzzing, and the sharp pain in her abdomen was constantly reminding her that the person she once trusted the most had betrayed her, and all the warmth and touch, the company of the past days were all jokes!

Her scarlet eyes stared at Yun Qiang, and she spoke in a hoarse voice, "Even you are lying to me." ”

It's not questioning, it's not resentment, it's hope.

Xi He retracted his strength in his palm and hit Yun Qiang fiercely, and the force bounced her away for several meters. Even the remnant spirit sword on his body was brought out, and blood splattered, staining the lotus flower more and more demonic. This blow seemed to exhaust all her strength, her legs weakened, and the whole person fell down with a bang.

Xihe lay on the ground, she still looked up at Xia Yunqiang not far away, unwillingness, pain, and resentment made her spit out a mouthful of blood, "From today on, Ji Ziyu does not have Xia Yunqiang as an apprentice." ”

Xia Yunqiang staggered up from the ground, she stood, the corners of her mouth suddenly curved a relieved smile, and gradually her laughter became louder, and the laughter was mixed with a kind of pleasure, breaking through the confinement. The mission she has carried since she was born, the only meaning of her birth, has all ended at the moment when she sacrificed the Remnant Spirit Sword.

She laughed, laughed that she had finally gotten rid of herself, laughed that she had really lived before, laughed that she had killed her mother with her own hands, and had injured her master with her own hands...... Her gaze swept over Ziyin's body, Father, are you satisfied? My whole life has been living for you, my mother and I are just a chess piece in your hand, are you satisfied? Are you satisfied!

"Do you know that the moment I landed, all my life was to kill you, Xihe. I have no ego, no parents, no relatives and friends, I have nothing but hate. ”

Yun Qiang slowly walked in front of Xi He with heavy steps, her tears falling uncontrollably, "Do you understand? I hate you for taking away the whole meaning of my life, and for thousands of years my suffering has only increased! But why are you Ji Ziyu? Why are you my master! Why do you come to save me!"

"You have given me the care you have never had before, you love me, you love me. Should I hate you, or should I let you go?"

She picked up the remnant spirit on the ground, walked to Ziyin's side and looked at him deeply, and then looked at Xihe, "Life and death are fate, cherish." ”

With that, she lifted the remnant and swiped it gently around her neck. The tip of the sword cut through her skin, blood gushed out, and she slowly fell down on Ziyin's side, and when she was dying, she only said in a weak mosquito and fly voice, "And you, why is my father?"

Ziyin's body was shocked, but his face was still silent, and he didn't even show a trace of sadness. The hands under the long sleeves were held tightly, and the strength was so great that it seemed to sink the nails into the flesh. His hand was released, and there was still a trace of blood oozing from his palm. At his feet was his daughter, whom he had never cared about, and now that she was dead, his heart ached faintly.

Tianji stepped forward and stood beside Ziyin at some point, and he said in a voice that only they could hear, "After all, it's bone and blood, it's a pity." ”

"It's a pity?" Zi Yin's suddenly distressed heart instantly regained its calm, his feet moved slightly, and he quietly kicked Yun Qiang's hand away. His face was extremely calm, and he could not see the sorrow of being a father, nor the joy of being a designer, and his plot was about to succeed. As if he was an outsider, he added in a flat tone, "I didn't force her to die, she chose it herself." It's not a pity. ”

Tianji shuddered, how ruthless Ziyin's heart was, even his daughter was just a complete chess piece to him. He froze in place, and before he could react, Ziyin had already stepped forward to give an order. In an instant, the eighteen heavenly girls and more than a thousand immortal soldiers broke through the clouds. The archers completely surrounded Kunlun, and there were hundreds of soldiers outside to form a rectangular phalanx. Offensive and defensive, Ziyin is extremely carefully arranged.

Xihe lay on the ground, the blood between her waist and abdomen was still gushing out, her divine power was losing more and more quickly, and her face was almost sickly pale. Xi He silently summoned a silver sword, and she barely stood up with the hilt of the sword. Eyes swept around gently, she looked up at the celestial phenomena in the sky that had not been able to form a five-star array for a long time, it seemed that Ran Ji had not succeeded, and I am afraid that she would really die here today. Even though she knew she was defeated, she still fought. Retreating without a fight is by no means the backbone of the ancient gods.

Ziyin's eyes were like the cold light of deep water, revealing a formidable edge. The hand under his long sleeve shone with a purple charm, and the Eighteen-Heavenly Maiden suddenly flew when she saw this. The colorful Ayara scarf is like a spirituality, and it is as flexible as a dragon and is close to Xihe. Xi Heyi turned around to dodge the tiger's attack, and she swung her sword to cut off the scarf. There was a sudden blow in the back. Qi and blood surged upward, and blood slowly flowed from the corners of her mouth. She jerked back, only to see a familiar face. And the man was just as shocked when he saw her.

Xi He smiled at her, "Teacher, goodbye to Kunlun, I didn't expect you to kill the student when we met again." ”

The Weaver Girl's hand holding the sword paused, she was entrusted by Ji Ziyang to teach Ziyu back then, and she also accepted her as a teacher. She really loves that lively and lovely child, and she feels sorry for her. She has been in the world for many years, and this time she came to help kill the enemy by the order of Master Guanyin, and she never thought that this Xihe was the former Ziyu. She looked at her struggling appearance, and her distress in the past was even worse, but there was a difference between immortals and demons, and she couldn't tolerate her soft-heartedness. She spoke in as calm a voice as she could, "Whether you are her or Xihe, you have made a big mistake, and you are no longer my student. ”

The Weaver Girl grabbed Xihe's wrist and said coldly, "Don't show mercy to your subordinates, take out what you have learned in the past today and compete with me, the former teacher." ”

Xi He held the Weaver Girl's hand and gasped slightly, "Although I am seriously injured. But the teacher will still lose. ”

"Let's give it a try. ”

With that, the Weaver Girl broke free from Xihe's shackles and turned around and retreated. Strands of hair went around her fingertips, the wind blew, and the seven-colored needles followed. Xi and his backhand blocked, and the color needle was bounced back by the huge impact. The Weaver Girl's gaze froze, and she made a dodge gesture, but her body suffered seven stitches, which hit the critical point. She immediately fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, a drop of sweat or tears in the corner of her eye. She looked at Xihe.

Ji Ziyu, I can only help you get here. I won't kill you today, if you live it will be a blessing, if you die, I am no wonder.

A hint of suspicion flashed in Xi He's eyes, Fang Cai's blow could be dodged with the skill of the Weaver Girl. But she ...... Xihe looked at the Weaver Girl again, and when her eyes met in pairs, she finally suddenly realized. As a person in the fairy world, the Weaver Girl must not let go of the demon god in front of everyone, so she deliberately seriously injured herself, just to spare her former student. With such good intentions and such friendship, Xihe's heart was quite shaken. For the whole Weaver Girl, she looked at the Weaver Girl condescendingly, and her tone was full of provocation, "It seems that the teacher is nothing more than that." Indeed, he is not worthy of being the emperor's teacher. ”

Ziyin helped the Weaver Girl up, "Is there a big problem with the Heavenly Maiden?"

"No problem. The Weaver Girl shook her head, she looked at Xihe and said helplessly, "At the beginning, I didn't know people, and the real person removed this evil obstacle for me." ”

Ziyin is so shrewd, how can she not see through the Weaver Girl's mind. He didn't expose it, but followed the Weaver Girl's meaning and shouted to the soldiers behind him, "Xihe disregards Lunchang, wounds the teacher and kills people, and is heinous." Where are the archers?"

"Yes!" the crowd replied.

Ziyin waved his hand, "Release the arrow!"

In an instant, thousands of sharp arrows were fired. They all shot at Xihe.

Just as he was about to strike, a purple light burst out from Xihe's body, forming a huge barrier. But her face became paler and paler, and the purple light became fainter and darker. Xihe's eyes gradually blurred, and she felt that her head was getting heavier and heavier, as if she was going to fall asleep at any moment. But there was a voice in the invisible center that kept reminding her that she couldn't sleep.

The four stars in the distant sky converged, and the red light slowly spread like blood. They kept spinning, faster and faster, as if they were anxiously waiting for something...... Suddenly, a silver light flashed in the distance.

Five-star gathering!

Ran Ji, you really didn't disappoint me. Xi He breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't know where she got the strength, and suddenly made a gap in the tight encirclement around her. She released a spirit butterfly, and a huge red lotus bloomed in the sky. This code was for Hou Qing to counterattack. Sure enough, after getting the code, Hou Qing immediately took action. The people of Xuandu soon appeared and surrounded the soldiers of the fairy world. The two sides fought together, and it was difficult to compete.

Ziyin also noticed Xihe's strangeness at this time, he looked in the direction of Xihe, and sure enough, the five-star array had been activated, and the divine power of the seal was about to be unsealed.

Seeing that Xi He was flying in the direction of the five-star array, Ziyin immediately ordered, "Stop her!

Xi He turned around, and at this moment there was a consciousness in her heart that gradually became clear, this Ziyin was definitely very human.

And the one who really wants to snatch the divine power is him.