It hurts, and my whole body hurts so much that I can't breathe...... Shangguan Jin's long eyelashes like butterfly wings flew a few times, and then opened a gap, and the scene in front of him changed from blur to clear.

She was bound to the stone wall, and the heavy chains clinged to her hands, the rusty chains stained with her blood, making them all the more terrifying.

Shangguan Jin tried to break free of the chain, but found that he couldn't lift up at all, and every time he moved, his body was like a knife cut.

Such pain...... Pierce the soul and travel through the millennia. A breeze struck, Shangguan Jin shivered, and every inch of skin on his body felt extremely cold, and after a while, it was as if he was in a place of fire, receiving the most unbearable heat.

A red dress flashed in front of him, Shangguan Jin squinted his eyes, but he couldn't see the thing in front of him clearly, who was it? There is such a demonic atmosphere......

It was as if she saw the man standing in front of her, bewitching in red and with a frosty face. The long hair of Rumo reaches to the feet, all of which are perfect and make people yearn for it. Suddenly, the man's cold hand touched her face, and his tone was silent but sad.

"Who hurt you......"

Shangguan Jin lowered his eyes, but he couldn't see the person's face clearly, and he couldn't make a sound. As if they weren't in the same world, the man was still whispering something......

Her ears didn't seem to be able to hear any sound, and her body couldn't move, and Shangguan Jin felt more tired than ever.

When did the man in red disappear, and was replaced by a young man in white, the young man held the sweet fruit of the mountain and handed it to her, and his eyes were as dark as twilight clouds, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Eat, Yi'er."

Shangguan Jin moved her lips, wanting to tell the young man in white that she was Shangguan Jin, sky blue, but not clothes, but she seemed to be greedy for the tenderness in the young man's eyes with doting.

was hesitating, the picture flashed, and the young man in white who had been gentle for the whole year just now was holding a sword at her.

"Are you really going to leave with him? Have you forgotten our oath? ”

What leaves, what vows? Shangguan Jin felt as if her head was about to explode, as if something kept pouring into her mind, Shangguan Jin didn't know what it was, only vaguely felt that it was the most important memory she didn't want to remember.

The young man saw that she was slow to answer, and the sword came a little closer to her, but when it was close to her white neck, he reversed the blade of the sword, held the sharp blade with his bare hands, and folded it hard, and the sharpest sword in the heavenly realm was halved in his hand.

The fragments of the blade fell into the hands of the white-clothed young man, and Shangguan Jin saw blood leaking out of the white hands with slender fingertips.

Shangguan Jin saw the bright red and somewhat cruel color, and it seemed that she could hear the sound of blood flowing in her veins, her mind became even more depressed, and the scene in front of her gradually moved away and became blurred......

Gently closed his eyes, and the thick eyelashes that fluttered like butterflies also cast a shadow on the cyan eyes.

"Jin'er! Wake up! Don't close your eyes! ”

Suddenly, whose shout pulled Shangguan Jin back from the depths of the dream, Shangguan Jin opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Pei Zijin's anxious and worried eyes.

Shangguan Jin looked down at herself, her body was stained with blood, and her original white dress had been dyed blood-red, but she knew that this blood was not her own.

She still held the blood-dripping Yuanjin Sword in her hand...... Her eyes suddenly focused on one place, and she clearly saw a deep blood mark on the wrist where she held the hilt of the sword, and the blood kept flowing out, and if she completely lost her mind and kept tearing, the final result could only be that she would lose too much blood and die.

Looking down at the corpses of the underworld cultists everywhere, Shangguan Jin remembered what Hua Xiangxi said, "Then, you should die." After that, the tight stone gate slowly opened, and many Underworld Cultists rushed in, but they couldn't remember it anymore.

Shangguan Jin looked up to look for Hua Xiangxi, and saw her sitting at the stone table next to her, pecking at a glass of wine. Her face was calm, and she didn't seem to feel any sadness or anger, which showed that the lives of these disciples were cheaper than a glass of wine in her eyes.

"Shangguan Jin, didn't you ask Demon Analysis? Tell you, he's going to die too, and he'll be ...... soon."

Hua Xiangxi raised the wine glass and saluted Shangguan Jin, but did not drink it, but slowly fell to the ground, and suddenly, white bubbles appeared on the ground, and at the same time, the small piece of ground quickly corroded and sinked.