When Liang Zhiyao heard Xiaoyue's words, she couldn't believe it, and hurriedly asked, "You, why are you doing this?" ”

Xiaoyue had a smile on her pale little face, black and red blood oozed from the corners of her mouth, and she said tremblingly, "Senior sister, take care of ...... Take care of Brother Baiyi, you ...... You're supposed to be together. ”

Liang Zhiyao shook his head vigorously and said, "No, it's not!" ”

"Brother Baiyi......" Xiaoyue turned her head, looked at Baiyi with blood-red eyes, and reached out to touch him, but at the moment when she was about to touch his hand, she lost her breath.

Her hand fell down, slammed on the ground, her head tilted, and hung down in the direction of Baiyi, and the whole person became very soft, and there was no air pressure.

"Dawn Moon!" Liang Zhiyao screamed heartbreakingly, but she couldn't wake her up.

Baiyi lowered his head in pain, held Xiaoyue's hand towards him with trembling hands, and whispered: "Xiaoyue, I'm sorry for you, in the next life, I will repay you." ”

The sacrifice was successful, and the immortals were unwilling to sacrifice their own disciples again, so they quickly withdrew, not in the slightest love of war. Sun Jilin sat on the ground, his hair was scattered, like a mad demon, and the waste knife slept beside him, no longer aura.

Baiyi picked up Xiaoyue's corpse and followed the brothers back to Baixiang Mountain, and the retreating real people and the immortal families also followed to Baixiang Mountain.

Everyone worked together, and after being busy, they carried Xiaoyue into the coffin and fell asleep, Liang Zhiyao cleaned up the blood stains for her, combed her hair, and tears slipped down like broken pearls.

After finishing, Liang Zhiyao knelt in front of the coffin and sat quietly. Xiaoyue is her junior sister, although they have only been together for more than three months, but after all, they sleep together, and there are only two female disciples in Baixiang Mountain, so the relationship is also very good. At this moment, she is gone, and she blocked the knife for her, so that her spirit is destroyed and her soul is scattered.

The retreating real people were like losing their hearts and going crazy, crying and laughing in the main hall, and everyone couldn't pull it. But everyone understands the pain of losing a daughter, so they turn a blind eye. After a while, he stepped forward quickly, grabbed Liang Zhiyao's hair, and stared at Liang Zhiyao with bloodshot eyes.

"Why do you want my daughter to sacrifice to the spirit in your place?"

Baiyi pulled out the Frost Sword and pointed at the retreating real person and said coldly, "Let go of her." ”

The sword qi of the Shen Frost Sword was as cold as frost, rushing to the back of the retreating real person, so cold that he had to let go of Liang Zhiyao. As soon as Liang Zhiyao broke free from the hands of the retreating real person, he immediately got up and hid behind Baiyi. Baiyi raised his arm, and his wide sleeves blocked Liang Zhiyao behind him.

"That's it! It is! Enchantress! Hong Yi, the youngest son of the Hong family, echoed on the side, "If it weren't for you, Ning Xiangyao wouldn't have been deboned!" ”

"What nonsense!" Hong Ling'er, the eldest lady of the Hong family, glanced at Hong Yi, "Ning Xiangyao is self-inflicted!" ”

"Sister!" Hong Yi said with grievances.

He grew up angry with his sister since he was a child, and his sister said one, but he didn't dare to say two. In this kind of scene, he dared to speak for Ning Xiangyao, Hong Ling'er's temper, if he didn't beat him, it would be considered to give him face.

"Isn't it her fault that Miss Xiaoyue sacrificed her spirit!" Someone in the crowd said something.

"The situation at that time was very chaotic, why should it be said that it was Liang Zhiyao's fault?" Hong Ling'er yelled at the crowd.

She is not bad looking, but there has always been Ning Xiangyao before, and her existence is almost ignored. Now, Ning Xiangyao is gone, she is a woman with a high family background and beautiful appearance in the immortal family.

Seeing that she has been helping Liang Zhiyao speak, Baiyi feels a little strange, she has never had anything to do with Liang Zhiyao, why would she suddenly speak for her now? This person, what kind of medicine is being sold in the gourd?

"I believe in Miss Liang's character, so that she will not retreat on the spot and pull a seventeen-year-old girl to cushion her back!" Hong Ling'er said.

"Then you give back my daughter!" The retreating real person had red eyes and rushed towards Hong Ling'er.

Hong Ling'er is also familiar with the road, one bent down to avoid the clutches of the retreating real person, turned around and stretched out his foot and stumbled, the retreating real person rushed forward, fell to the ground, and screamed in pain.

"Disperse the real person, don't make trouble, let Senior Sister Xiaoyue leave with peace of mind, okay?" Baili picked up the retreating real man and clicked on his acupoint to calm him down.

Suddenly, dark clouds outside the hall were thick, the wind gusted, and a dark shadow gradually pressed over.

"Master! Master! Oh no! A disciple outside the door ran in in a panic, "Sun, Sun Yuzi!" ”

Hejing Zhenren stood up suddenly, and at this time, the people from the Blood Volume Mountain chased after him, is this the rhythm of destroying the door? Liang Zhiyao heard that it was Sun Yuzi, and remembered the trip to Dayu City agreed with Sun Yuzi, he must have thought that he had sacrificed his spirit and came to take revenge.

"Baiyi!" Sun Yuzi's voice was deafening, and everyone covered their ears in shock.

Seeing this, if Liang Zhiyao didn't stop Sun Yuzi in time, perhaps, it would be another bloody storm. She hurriedly ran towards the door, Baiyi grabbed her and said, "Zhiyao! Dangerous! ”

"He won't hurt me!" Liang Zhiyao broke free of Baiyi's hand and hurriedly ran towards the door.

I saw Sun Yuzi descending from the sky, wearing a black and red robe with a hair, holding a folding fan, and his body was filled with black gas, looking extremely terrifying.

"Sun Yuzi!" Liang Zhiyao shouted.

As soon as Sun Yuzi saw Liang Zhiyao, the black qi around him instantly dissipated, and the appearance of a handsome boy appeared in front of him again. He landed firmly on the ground, quickly stepped forward, looked at Liang Zhiyao who was intact, and said excitedly: "Zhiyao! Zhiyao! You're alive! ”

Liang Zhiyao hurriedly gave Sun Yuzi a look and said, "You go first!" Come on! ”

Sun Yuzi glared at the person behind Liang Zhiyao and said, "Don't worry, I will do it!" ”

After that, he grabbed Liang Zhiyao's neck and strangled her in his arms, and everyone quickly drew their swords, looking at Sun Yuzi's evil smile, they became more and more nervous.

"You let her go!" Baiyi rushed to the front and roared.

Sun Yuzi sneered: "Let go of her, it's okay!" All of you drop your weapons and stand back! ”

No one wants to throw away their weapons, and they all raise their swords towards Sun Yuzi, this kind of big devil, everyone will be punished!

"Put it down!" Baiyi gave an order, and the disciples of Baixiang Mountain threw their swords on the ground one after another.

Other sects, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do.

"Let it go, let it go!" Hong Ling'er was the first to drop her streamer sword, and it fell to the ground with a clang.

All the immortals put down their swords one after another, and a few people secretly hid their swords in their dandings, Sun Yuzi saw it in his eyes, but he didn't want to pay attention to these little monks with low spiritual power.

He dragged Liang Zhiyao and moved towards the school field little by little, and everyone followed him step by step. Walking to the Zhuxian Pillar in the center of the school field, Sun Yuzi gently let go of Liang Zhiyao and said, "Thank you." ”