Yue Luo swung out a long whip, and her voice resounded through the night sky, "What are you fighting for when you are dying?" Which of you will die first? I am perfecting you today. ”

She was extremely arrogant, and her face became hideous and terrifying.

Feng Ming and Feng Yin slashed at her at the same time with their swords, and Luo Li knew that they were tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, so she hurriedly joined them and confronted Yue Luo.

The snow on the edge of the cliff kept falling, and the dirt and stones also rolled down, and in a moment, Feng Ming and Feng Yin were beaten one by one and had no strength to fight back, and they were whipped to the ground by Yue Luo, and it was difficult to get up again.

They looked at Luo Li, their eyes flashed with guilt, they didn't protect her well, and the prince should be distressed again.

Qi Feng was injured by her whip, Luo Li also began to be powerless, Yue Luo swore to her life, and she didn't have much time, so she used all her life's martial arts to attack Luo Li.

Luo Li's heart tightened, and a bad premonition spread, and she tried her best to hide beside the mountain, but she still didn't avoid the wind like a stormy wave.

Qi Feng was shocked, and hurriedly jumped up to pull her, but only tore off one of her robes, and he held it tightly in his hand, his eyes were extremely cold.

When Chu Yi arrived, he watched in horror as Luo Li was pushed off the cliff by the palm wind when he dodged Yue Luo's fatal palm, he shouted her name, and rushed over and was about to jump down with her, but was stopped by Qi Feng and Chun Ruo, who reacted quickly.

Chu Yi looked at the bottom of the cliff with desperate eyes, his legs were weak and he couldn't stand, he staggered a few steps and fell to the ground, his heart hurting so much that he couldn't breathe.

The cold wind was as cold as a steel knife, and it hurt like tears all over his body, tears dripped on the snow, his voice trembled and hoarse, and "Luo Li ......" seemed to be unable to say anything else except her name.

Chunruo's heart was also trembling, and she tried her best to calm herself, "Uncle, you have to think about her efforts, it's not easy to get to where you are today, please don't be impulsive again." ”

Yue Luo looked at Chu Yi's eyes, no longer so full of anger, she walked slowly towards him.

Chunruo looked at her coldly, pulled out his sword and stabbed at her, Yue Luo didn't take her in his eyes at all, stopped, and smiled arrogantly, the hatred of the past, she will count it together.

Qi Feng came back to his senses, endured the great pain in his heart, and helped Chunruo fight together, he couldn't let the people she cared about get hurt, and he couldn't let her be sad anymore.

The sword light was extremely cold, and the killing intent condensed in the air, making people breathless.

Two to one did not take advantage, Yue Luo was invincible as if she was hanging, if Chun Ruo was defeated and retreated, Qi Feng could barely protect himself.

The figures of several people are like meteors, like lightning, shuttling in the snow and on the top of the cliff.

Chu Yi raised his face, looked at Yue Luo with cold eyes, picked up the sword of Feng Ming, gathered all his internal strength and raised his hand, the sword flew out quickly, Yue Luo looked at the sword pointed directly at her heart, and for a moment, she closed her eyes.

At this moment, she knew that she could no longer escape, and since she was already doomed, it might be a relief to die under his sword.

What's more, there is Luo Li accompanying her on Huangquan Road, she is not a loss, she is not lonely or lonely, she can separate them from yin and yang, what she can't get, Luo Li can't get either, that's enough!

But Chu Yi will be miserable for the rest of his life, does she really want him to live like a walking corpse?

And has he ever been tempted? Even if it's just a little bit, it's as little as a speck of dust.

It is said that she is obsessed, and she can't let go or hide, but she is really unwilling, if she ......

But where did life come from so many ifs, there is only a bloody reality, and only the result that you are unwilling to face.

A faint smile floated on the corner of her mouth, she can't love, she doesn't love, she has a miserable life, it's just a mediocrity disturbing herself, it's hard to let go, can you let go of it when she dies? Let's hope so......

The sound of the sword entering her body, followed by unspeakable pain, a strong feeling of suffocation reminded her that she had reached the end, she opened her eyes and looked at Chu Yi, slowly raised her hand, her mouth closed but she couldn't make a sound, her eyes gradually became empty, she fell into the snow and slowly closed her eyes.

Everything was quiet, only the wind was whistling, Chu Yi walked to the edge of the cliff, his eyes looked down sluggishly, he raised his feet and wanted to jump down to find her, but was quickly pulled by Qi Feng.

"What do you do? The dignified Ninth Prince, Chu Yi, does he have to do something suicidal? ”

"I'm just going down to her."

Qi Feng looked at him steadily, "It shouldn't be to jump down to look for it, your internal strength has recovered?" ”

Chu Yi didn't speak, the tears in his eyes were already circulating, if he was separated from life and death, how could he accept it? How did he have the courage to face it?

The pain of his heart, the pain of not being able to breathe, the unforgettable pain, he really can't bear it, it hurts too much, it hurts too much......