Yu Jin lost his soul and left, and he and Yu Xin are the only people in the world who are close relatives of flesh and blood. He wouldn't hurt him for anyone, but he never wanted to face him again.

The saddest thing in the world is the death of my parents!

For the Imperial Spirit Clan, Yu Jin only felt sad, he was leaving, those bullshit God knew the heirs, he didn't want to fight anymore!

Xirong died next to Fei Li, but Fei Li didn't even look at her.

Fei Yan stared at Yu Xin intently, and suddenly Qi Qi smiled, "Xin'er, I am the son of the Burning Armor, the Tianhuang nobles of the Dark Clan, forget everything here, follow me to the Dark Clan, or, you can go wherever you want, I will always accompany you......"

Yu Xin smiled disdainfully, and said bitterly, "You never know, what I want...... And all my life, I want to get rid of other people's expectations and find my true self! But ...... You've ruined everything for me......"

Once, Fei Li always comforted himself: the people he wanted to see but couldn't see were all in his dreams. Life is always up and down, full of surprises and disappointments. There is a meeting at the right time, and there is also a heart-rending nostalgia. Regret is the norm of love.

And now, Fei Yan was full of remorse, his hands trembled, and his heart was sad.

He knew he had made the wrong choice of his life, but what he knew for sure was that he never wanted to lose his Imperial Sword!

Fei Li had tears in his eyes, after thousands of years, he felt unprecedented panic, and his former calmness and calmness were all disillusioned at the moment. He staggered to Yuxin's face, stroking Yuxin's face tremblingly.

Two kneeling people, one with remorse in his eyes, and the other with hatred in his eyes, looked at each other, it was lightning and fire, thunder!

Fei Yan looked at Yu Xin in pain, "I never wanted to hurt you, hurt your relatives......"

Yu Xin pushed away Fei Yan's hand that was holding his shoulder hard, and said with a sneer: "My father is God knows, how could he not know your wolf ambitions!"

Yu Xin's roar made Fei Li feel powerless and helpless, everything was out of his control, and he really wanted to tell Yu Xin that everything that happened here was not according to the trajectory he expected!

"Whoosh!"

A feathered arrow burst out of the air and stabbed into Mixin's back, piercing her chest......

At that moment, Yu Xin suddenly understood that those arrows that crossed the mountains and rivers were stabbed by people with extreme affection. The person she once loved deeply, she thought that each other in the future would only be old people like dreams, but she didn't want to become enemies like the sea!

Blood spilled from the corner of Yu Xin's mouth, and Fei Yan looked at the feather arrow inserted in Yu Xin's chest in horror, it was the feather arrow he was most familiar with, it was the feather arrow of the eighth person of the dark eight sons!

"No!"

Fei Yan's terrible roar made everyone in the hall feel fear.

Yu Xin looked at the arrows in his chest, and then looked at Fei Li, who was at a loss, and laughed: "Fei Li, can you realize that what you once owned has been taken away...... I can't go back to the original ...... That kind of thing when it's calm...... This kind of despair, you can remember it vividly!"

Fei Li held the weak Yu Xin, his heart was like being sharpened by a sharp sword, he gritted his teeth and said: "I won't let you die!