Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable to her, the last trace of hope in Zhao Yi's heart turned into a bubble, and Ye Tao's approach was really chilling.

Zhao Yi couldn't complain about Ye Tao, and immediately entered a state of 100% alert, his slender fingers lightly swiped in the air, piecing together the symbols of Yin and Yang Wuji, and in an instant, a dazzling light surrounded Zhao Yi.

Ye Tao was sincerely amazed, but Zhao Yi's defense was also expected, the sword array was arranged, the Qingling Sword in his hand trembled slightly, Ye Tao subconsciously clenched, he let go at this moment, it may be Zhao Yi's last moment.

Ye Tao still hesitated, under the merlin, her quiet and delicate face, for some reason, whenever he imagined the picture of those tragic deaths in his mind, this scene always appeared in Ye Tao's mind, occupying all his consciousness.

Ye Tao took a deep breath and shook his head, driving away these pictures that shouldn't exist.

Without Merlin, without the woman in yellow who glanced at her, there is Zhao Yi in red. Her smile seemed to be imprinted in his memory and lingered.

These pictures appeared in Ye Tao's mind like springs, and Ye Tao, who couldn't bear the devastation, finally chose to let go of the Qingling Sword.

The Qingling Sword stabbed at Zhao Yi with lightning speed, forming a silver-white air blade in the air, Zhao Yi supported his hands, crossed and shoulder-high, and a brilliant shield like sunset blocked Zhao Yi's front.

But the cold air of Qing Ling Sword can still be cold to her heart through the wall of heavy qi, she only feels that this cold air is very tight, as soon as the shield is broken, Zhao Yi hasn't seen what is going on, her abdomen is as cold as winter snow, her body is like being swept by a strong wind, her eyes are dark, and she is knocked out in a drowsy state.

Until the pain of landing hit, Zhao Yi gritted his teeth, but he didn't scream, a warm current gradually rose from his stomach, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, which was no longer something that Zhao Yi could control.

Ye Tao withdrew the Qingling sword and jumped in front of Zhao Yi, only to see a cluster of red light embracing Zhao Yi, and in an instant, the red light gradually faded from the feet upwards, as if reborn, Zhao Yi's beige embroidered shoes turned into a purple-red pattern, and the goose-yellow fairy skirt also became crimson, and the fire mark between the eyebrows appeared.

Zhao Yi raised her teary eyes, hooked the corners of her lips self-deprecatingly, smirked, and said slowly: "You start, it seems to be lighter, in this way, can you dissipate your anger?"

Ye Tao regretted that he had hit her too hard, injured her but worried about her life, seeing her silently shed two lines of tears, Ye Tao couldn't help but squat down and gently wipe away the tears on Zhao Yi's face.

Ye Tao's movements stunned the juniors and disciples behind him. Seeing that Ye Tao's eyes showed a little distress, Zhao Yi felt even more aggrieved, and her tears were like pearls with broken threads, and she burst into tears.

Ye Tao still patiently wiped her and asked softly, "Miss Zhao, is it okay to kill Hui Wan?"

Why Ye Tao just didn't want to appear in front of him, Zhao Yi couldn't figure it out, shook off Ye Tao's hand with one hand, staggered to his feet, tears in the corners of his eyes, but he still didn't lose his style.

"You can kill me, but you can't control my thoughts, you can't control my actions, what if I have to stay in Danzhou?

Zhao Yi's eyes were calm, and he didn't see Ye Tao do it for a long time.

"Why do you want to do this?" Ye Tao asked her again. Zhao Yi smiled bitterly in his heart, he really didn't believe her, and was still questioning her, Zhao Yi was silent, as if he hadn't heard it, and directly ignored Ye Tao's words.

After a while, Ye Tao said: "You go, go back to Wan to kill, I don't want to see you again." ”

"Then you might as well kill me!" Zhao Yi shouted hysterically, but Ye Tao turned around and left indifferently, Zhao Yi only felt powerless, everything she thought was just that she thought that Ye Tao was still too cold-blooded.

Zhao Yi slumped to the ground, using his last strength and last dignity, grabbed Ye Tao's hand, and begged: "Ye Tao, don't drive me away, okay?"

Ye Tao withdrew his hand indifferently and closed his eyes for a long time before he spoke: "You don't belong to Danzhou, go home!"

After saying that, Ye Tao walked away, and Zhao Yi still cried loudly after all. I want to catch something, but I can't catch anything.

As soon as those people saw that Ye Tao had left, they also left, leaving Zhao Yi sitting on the ground and crying helplessly.

Crying until he was tired and sleepy, Zhao Yi stopped, got up and left here in a daze.

I don't know how long I walked, the sun was slanting in the west, the trees were shady, and the birds were chirping.

"You seem to be a little unhappy. A sweet voice came, Zhao Yi wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and his blurred vision gradually became clear.

It was a girl who looked extremely virtuous, with a faint sadness between her eyebrows, and when she arrived, Zhao Yi didn't feel the danger at all, but she seemed to be a person who came to listen to her thoughts.

It's just that a person she doesn't know, Zhao Yi can't be trusted after all.

"Girl, do we know each other?"

"You don't recognize my shark sea thrush, but I recognize you like killing Zhao Yi. The thrush came closer, Zhao Yi did not retreat, and the merman clan had no grudges against her.

"Thrush, I heard that you are working for the Demon King Wancang. Zhao Yi looked at the thrush, sounding like he was reunited with an old friend.

"We just take what we need. Thrush spoke softly, for fear of frightening the newly injured woman.

"Aren't the mermaids not interfering in the affairs of the outside world?"

"From the moment I became my daughter's family, I was destined to have some inextricable connection with this world. The thrush's gaze was fixed on the blood stains on the corner of Zhao Yi's mouth, Zhao Yi was shocked, and inexplicable panic surged into his heart, how did he feel that his soul was about to be withdrawn from his body?

"Mermaid ashore, Thrush, you should go to the person who made your choice. Zhao Yi turned his face away from the thrush's eyes, a little uncomfortable.

"I know where he is, and he needs me to save him. The thrush rolled her eyes, revealing a distressing sadness.

"Save him?"

"Trade your soul for his freedom. The thrush said word by word, very clearly, and Zhao Yi retreated again and again in a panic.

"Thrush, I know you have a Soul Mirror, but how does my soul help your lover?"

"Gu Lang can't afford to be sick, King Cang can save him, Zhao Yi, I can only follow King Cang's order and hand over your soul to him, what's more, don't you need to forget those unbearable pains now?"

"No...... No...... I don't want to, thrush, you ......" Zhao Yi retreated again and again, the thrush approached step by step, she firmly believed that Zhao Yi at this time no longer had the ability to confront her.

Zhao Yi cried helplessly, she didn't complain about the thrush, she only complained that she was too fragile and incompetent at this time.

"Madame has three souls, one fetal light, one refreshing spirit, and one ghost. Or the clouds, the earth, and the soul of life, I haven't used the soul mirror for a long time, Zhao Yi, I'm sorry, you and I can't help ourselves, and I can't help myself. The thrush spoke eloquently, and a bronze mirror of the same height appeared in front of Zhao Yi.

The bronze mirror is boxy, with a hollow mermaid pattern, and the mirror base is entrenched in a blue Pixiu, which is transparent and transparent, but I don't feel that there is anything wrong with it when I look closely.

Thrush added: "I know I can't deal with you, and this is the best chance. ”

There are still many things that Zhao Yi doesn't know, such as her victory over Yan Zhen in Wuzhi, Wan Cang is worried about her, afraid that one day, she will find a way to restrain Yang Xian's Yin and Yang Technique.

For example, when Yang Xian and Jin Wu returned to Canghai that day, Wan Cang knew that Yang Xian's mana was not above Zhao Yi, so he had to go to the Shark Sea to find the thrush, no matter what, he had to get rid of this trouble unknowingly, and it could also make it impossible for the Ice Prison to link the blame to Canghai.

"I can save the people who can be saved, why are you willing to be instigated by him?" Zhao Yi still wanted to make a final struggle, but the thrush shook his head again and again.

"It's late, it's late, Gu Lang is already in the sea. The thrush shouted.

Zhao Yi only glanced at the mirror inadvertently, and felt a kind of magic that erased her consciousness, and a voice filled Zhao Yi's mind, persuading her to look at the mirror quickly, so that she could be liberated and forget all her troubles.

The only trace of fear disappeared, Zhao Yi could no longer control her thoughts, looking at herself in the bronze mirror, the peach blossom eyes like water were no longer like her own eyes.

It is more like two whirlpools, as if all the people in front of the bronze mirror are dragged into that whirlpool, and they can't survive.

In a trance, Zhao Yi's face in the mirror became blurred, and in a blink of an eye, overlapping shadows appeared, ghostly, gradually withdrawing from Zhao Yi's body.

And those dazzling shadows, the shadows that are moving away, each of them is Zhao Yi's appearance.

Zhao Yi covered her ears with thousands of buzzing sounds in her ears, and the piercing screams were something that Zhao Yi had never screamed, but now she didn't even realize it, and her screams were heartbreaking.

I really felt the pain of my head about to split~ bitter, like the pain of my heart, seeing Zhao Yi squatting on the ground with his head in his hands, crying almost in despair, moaning ~ groaning. The thrush closed her eyes, and she couldn't bear it.

"The soul wants to live, and the soul wants to die. The soul laughs sadly. The thrush sighed softly, opened his eyes, and let Zhao Yi scream like crazy.

"A puppet without a soul, you no longer have joys and sorrows......"

The thrush lamented, but there was a faint dragon moan above the trees.