At the glance she saw him, Shen Qing'er was attracted by his coldness and indifference.

After learning about his background, she felt pity for him.

When the two got along, his gentleness, carefulness and considerate care made her fall into it and couldn't extricate herself.

On that cold and indifferent face, the shallow smile that appeared, like the light of the moon, soft and bright.

He is the man she has never been able to miss in her life.

After hearing her words, Fenlong looked back in astonishment, only to see that her clear eyes were filled with crystal tears, as if covered with a layer of mist.

She never regretted knowing him, and even if she did it all over again, she would follow him without hesitation.

"But I'm afraid it hurts."

She made a soft voice, as if she was coquettish to Fenlong.

She doesn't regret knowing her, and she's not afraid of dying, but she's afraid of the pain of the death process.

"Don't be afraid."

He whispered to comfort her.

"I'm not going to let you die."

She knew it couldn't be. But this gentle voice made her feel extraordinarily beautiful.

She just wants to die, Fenlong can protect her, so that maybe the pain of death is not so scary.

But she knew that she was very selfish in her thoughts, obviously it was enough for her to die alone, why did she let Fenlong accompany her to die?

So, she didn't say what she was thinking.

Fenlong stared at her deeply, as if staring at a precious treasure, and there was a rare affection in his gentle eyes.

She said she had no regrets about knowing him.

The guards had already launched an attack on them, and the two of them were dealing with it together. Fen Long didn't show mercy to them because they were the assassins of the pavilion, he wanted to protect the people he wanted to protect.

Dozens of daggers flew out of his hands and struck the guards, and as they were wounded and sluggish, he drew the sharp knives from his body and slashed at them.

Seeing the dead and wounded guards, Duke's eyes darkened, "Fenlong, you have disappointed me too much. ”

As a good knife, you can't have any feelings.

Once the knife has feelings, it is no longer a sharp knife.

Suddenly, Fenlong performed light skills, and the figure of the sturdy man swept past the bald old man, and the soul rope was taken away by him.

He had caught a glimpse of a bald old man refining Horcruxes before.

He knew the refining process.

The Soul Cord was wrapped around his waist, and he was standing at the top of the edge of the furnace, the heat from the soles of his feet burning a little.

"What are you doing here?"

The bald old man was shocked.

After glancing back at Shen Qing'er, Fen Long jumped into the furnace without hesitation as she shouted his name in shock.

In his early years, the Pavilion Master had asked him to go to many sects to steal high-quality weapons.

At that time, the bald old man was working on how to refine a high-quality Horcrux.

Today, hearing that Shen Qing'er revealed the identity of the pavilion master, he finally understood what the pavilion master did in his early years was for.

At the age of seventeen, after he was defeated by the Pavilion Master, his life was no longer his own.

Looking back on his life in the past 20 years, all he has experienced is darkness.

He was a man who lived in the dark.

It was only during the time he spent with her that there was finally light in his life.

He finally seemed to be alive.

It was a short time, but it was the only time he lived.

He is a man who lives hard, even if he survives in the dark, he wants to live in this world.

But he loved her more than his own life.

Now, as long as she dies for her and destroys the refining, she will no longer be able to be refined into a Horcrux.

And if he can't be loyal to the pavilion lord with this life, let him die.