The rain began to fall heavily, and after the magic disk in Nixiang's hand fell to the ground, her body also fell.

In the dark night, raindrops are falling and hitting the lanterns, making a dense "rumbling" sound.

It stands to reason that in this season, it doesn't rain that much, but now it rains so much.

It rained on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, and there was a hint of cold air in the rain.

"Sister!"

Hua Jiansha didn't expect Muxiang to act like this, but after thinking about it carefully, hatred is hate, even if he hates her again, he will never go to the point of killing her.

Now watching Muxiang fall to the ground, she hurriedly walked up, but in the rain where Muxiang was lying, there was already a puddle of blood-red liquid slowly flowing in the rain.

What's wrong?

Hua was ashamed, and had an inexplicable bad premonition in her heart, she stepped forward and lay down beside Muxiang, and used her hand to probe her snort.

But Mud Incense's snort didn't, some just didn't move, and she suddenly realized the thunder and lightning in the sky, as well as the landing of the Mud Incense Magic Disk.

The mud incense magic disk fell beside Mu Xiang, but the angle she was from already saw the exploding mud incense magic disk in her eyes.

Since that day in the Wuhuamun, they have become good sisters, and they have family affection, although they are not connected by blood, but their relationship has always been good.

If you insist on saying the so-called discordant relationship between them, I am afraid that from Hua Jiansha, I know that the destruction of Wuhua Gate is the work of Nixiang, and the relationship between them will begin to be bad.

For a long time, Hua Jiansha resented Muxiang in her heart, but when her good sister really died at this time, she felt heartache again.

"Sister Muxiang, what's wrong with you?"

In the midst of pain, she squatted in the heavy rain in a bright red wedding dress, and she looked sad and heartbroken.

She had already picked up the mud incense from the ground, and her expression still revealed that she didn't believe what was happening.

- Mud incense broke his heart and committed suicide!

"Sister, why are you so stupid, how can you do stupid things for such an unworthy man."

The tears in his eyes slipped from the corners of his eyes, and he seemed to be extremely sad.

At this time, Muxiang's body was held in Hua Jian's arms, but her eyes were still unwilling to close and slowly opened.

Nixiang looked at the flowers in shame, and said, "Sister, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for the dead sisters of Wuhuamun. With that, a large stream of blood suddenly spat out of her mouth.

Seeing Muxiang struggling in her arms in pain, Hua Jian hurriedly said, "Sister, don't speak, don't speak, sister will treat you." ”

But Nixiang said: "I know that everyone doesn't understand me, but my sister will understand me." ”

"I understand, I understand, it's just that my sister understands too late."

Hearing Hanami say this, although Nixiang still had tears in her eyes, she had a satisfied expression on her face.

……

At this time, she turned her head with all her strength and looked at the people in the center of the square.

There were only two people standing in the center of the square, one was Dong Rui, who was presiding over the wedding, and the other was the evil king.

It was only at this moment that both of them looked ten steps away from them.

Looking at the mud incense and the flowers to be ashamed, Dong Rui's face showed a look of exhaustion.

However, the evil king standing with him had an indescribable layer of god color on his face.

For now, he should be sober, but he didn't, he just stood in the middle of the square, motionless.

"What are you doing here, come here!"

Hanami suddenly said to the evil king, but the evil king's feet were as if they were glued with high-strength glue, and they didn't move.

Seeing him like this, Li Siyuan suddenly flew into the air, and he didn't know that there was an extra cold sword in his hand once upon a time.

The cold sword flew through the cold sky, and at this time it was already like an evil king stabbing over, and when the sword came out, he shouted loudly and said, "Evil thief, I will kill you!" ”

However, in the eyes of the evil king, he, a person who can turn the clouds and rain on the battlefield, is insignificant.

When the long sword in Li Siyuan's hand was about to pierce his heart, he grabbed the stabbing long sword.

Although he held the sharpest position of the sword, his hand was not cut, but his wrist was crooked, and then the long sword made a crisp snapping sound.

The sword broke, shattering into pieces of iron in an instant, and then these pieces of iron seemed to have received some kind of huge impact, and they were reflected back like hidden weapons.

"Ahh Li Siyuan was startled, and his forward body hurriedly retreated.

Maybe it was because these pieces of iron were flying very fast, and when he saw that Li Siyuan was not in time, Xiao An, who was supported by two people behind him, was anxious.

Xiao An saw that his master was in danger, and he didn't want to think about it, so he took his axe round, and the axe in his hand flew out of his hand, and flew out with a "buzz".

At this moment, in the air, there was a sudden sound of iron colliding in the heavy rain, and a series of sparks flashed, illuminating the faces and eyes of everyone present.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Li Siyuan sitting on the ground.

The axe was still not as fast as those iron sword fragments, and although the axe blocked many iron sword fragments, it still missed something in the end.

At the moment of Fang Cai, three iron sword fragments hit Li Siyuan, but they didn't hit the key point on his body, so he was killed.

Li Siyuan received the persecution of the iron sword fragments, and he finally fell to the ground, Xiao An saw it, so he endured the pain and was helped by the two soldiers.

"My lord, how are you?"

After Xiao An's words were finished, he only heard the evil king's body suddenly tremble.

When the martial arts crowd standing in the square saw it, they couldn't help but think: What's wrong with him?

It's just that there are many things in this world that they can't understand, so they are all wondering, could it be that he is evil and wants to kill people?

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but shudder, and their faces were a little indifferent, maybe in their eyes, whether it was Muxiang or the evil king Mo Yunbai, they should not be good people.

Their indifferent expressions were like beasts in the desolate canyon in the heavy rain at night, gradually revealing the evil of people's hearts.

"These two people are demons of the West, they have miserably harmed us, and now is the best time to get rid of them."

The person who spoke turned out to be the master of the ancestral temple of Ichishima.

The Patriarch Temple has enjoyed a long reputation on this flowing water island, and the people around it have to come to burn incense oil money on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month every year.

It is precisely because of this important reason that in the eyes of everyone, the old monks in Flowing Water Island are still young monks, and they are all very famous.

At this moment, the master of Yidao said that he wanted to kill Muxiang and the evil king, and the martial arts people behind him also responded and said that this was a hoe to help the weak.

……

At this moment, they all launched a fierce attack on Mud Xiang and the Evil King.

It's just that they never thought that their attack might be a fatal blow to Muxiang, but for the evil king, it was just a casual battle.

"What are you going to do?"

Seeing these martial arts people approaching like jackals, tigers and leopards grinning their teeth, Hua was shocked when he saw shame.

Seeing these martial arts heroes of the Zhongzhou Continent approaching her step by step, Muxiang finally let go of the last breath in her throat, and she closed her eyes.

It's just that the eyelashes on the eyes are completely moist, and the flowers are ashamed to see it, and they really can't tell whether it's tears or rain.

"Sister ......"

The woman in blue in Hanami's arms lay quietly in her arms, while the rain in the sky was crackling on her.

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