"Where's the dye? Already up? When Bai Xiao arrived, he saw Zihuan sitting alone under the stone stele.

"Your Highness......" Zihuan looked at Bai Xiao in shock, he had never seen him so embarrassed.

The water wrapped around his legs, trying to hold him back.

But, even so, he came, stepping on the moonlight.

"She's already up." Bai Xiao couldn't help but mutter, and a layer of confusion welled up in her eyes: "Isn't she even willing to wait for me for a moment?" Is that what she wants to ask me for? ”

Feeling the surging anger on his body, Zihuan couldn't help but take a step back and look at his empty heart: "Your Highness! ”

Zihuan's shout finally brought Bai Xiao's sanity back to his senses and brought him back to his senses.

However, the next second he turned and walked towards the ladder to Babel.

"Your Highness!" Zihuan hurriedly shouted to him: "The ladder to heaven does not carry unintentional people!" Don't go! ”

However, Bai Xiao's footsteps did not stop, Zihuan saw the slight red light in his eyes, and finally Bai Xiao still walked towards the demon path.

……

Ye Weiran and Feng Mo have already gone very high, Feng Mo has also finished half of Ye Weiran's life, watching her betray the Feng Clan, watching her reach the heavenly realm, watching her be drained of her memory, watching her become an enemy of the sky, watching her fall into the abyss......

He couldn't say anything sarcastic, and he finally understood Zihuan's words, don't taste the suffering of others, don't persuade her to be kind.

If he was in the unstained position of the night, he might be completely crooked, and he would have lived and died in this world.

They don't deserve it!

Don't deserve to pay everything for the night!

"Look at it, don't let yourself fall into it, you have practiced the forbidden arts, you will not be controlled by the Heavenly Dao, and don't fall into my illusion." The night did not even change his voice, and he walked forward slowly.

Although the pace was slow, there was not the slightest pause, and Feng Mo couldn't count how many steps he had crossed.

When I look back occasionally, I see that it is full of darkness, and the illusion that has not been stained by the night is completely shattered.

Looking at Long Rin, who was standing in front of him in an imperial robe, Ye Weiran stopped for the first time.

"Why didn't you come to save me, I sacrificed my life to save you, why didn't you come to save me as a Venerable One?" Long Rin looked at Ye Weizhi and asked hoarsely.

"I'm sorry, the collision of memories made me forget everything about Feng Qiqi." Ye Weiran's complexion did not change, but this sorry was something she owed for a long time.

"You know what! Pei Qing is dead! Pei Qing is dead! Long Rin's eyes were red, and his fingers poked his dantian: "He exchanged his golden pill for me for my crushed golden pill!" He's dead! He's dead forever! ”

Ye Weiran listened to Long Rin's angry roar, listened to his grief-stricken pain, and lowered his eyes: "I'm sorry, so you're going to stand in front of me?" ”

Long Rin looked at Ye Weiran in disgust, and couldn't help but sneer: "Hehe, how could I save you?" I was kicked in the brain by a donkey to save you! Feng Qiqi, you don't have a heart! ”

Ye Weiran slowly pulled out the sword under the cloak, and the silver Haoyue with a cold frost gently swung out, and the dragon Rin in front of him disappeared.

Those eyes with hatred remained in the bottom of the night's unstained heart, she pressed her heart slightly, and the heart of the phoenix that she had just brought back was beating slowly, which was Feng Qiqi's painful emotion.

On the high platform of the Heavenly Realm, the New Heavenly Emperor who was sitting there suddenly froze, and a wound opened in the center of his eyebrows, and not a drop of blood flowed out.