The golden-red flames sealed all its retreats, and it realized that now, the positions of the predator and the prey were reversed, and it could only fight to the death.

The Blood Gu King was covered in scarlet magic light, and blood-red curse marks were spread under his feet, and beams of light covered it in the air.

It opened its bloody mouth and spat out a black light.

The fire phoenix collided violently with the black light in an instant, like a grand firework blooming, as if thunder exploded in mid-air.

This blow set off layers of surging qi waves, the wind was chaotic, but the wanton flames were not affected in the slightest, like a barrier in front of everyone, so that they would not be swept away by this stormy wind and waves.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, the huge figure of the Blood Gu King was still standing on the roof of the building, and the blood-red light shield suddenly made a silver bottle shatter.

Then, it slowly dissipates into a point of light.

The Blood Gu King knew that the person on the other side was unusually powerful, and he couldn't help but feel jealous, and in a pair of lantern-sized compound eyes, the red eyeballs turned a few times, secretly planning the path to escape.

It raised its head and roared, feigning to pounce on Zhong Lingxin, but its eight long legs quickly turned around, desperate to jump off the roof.

However, the flames in front of the Blood Gu King never decreased, and even increased and burned more and more.

Zhong Lingxin raised his eyebrows slightly, and a sneer with an extremely bloody aura bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

In a sea of fire, in the scorching light, the white and delicate skin exuded a warm luster like white jade, which made this face more and more confusing to all beings.

Zhong Lingxin stood quietly, and the jumping flames were under the control of her mind, like a flying spirit snake, roaring from all directions, surrounding the Blood Gu King who was trying to escape in vain.

The firelight cast a faint shadow on Zhong Lingxin's forehead, and the swaying halo rippled brilliant colors under her eyes.

Zhong Lingxin squinted slightly, his gaze wandering over the other people's blood-drenched wounds.

The hatred in those eyes flickered with the flames around them, and the flames of light were scorching, as if they could burn the Blood Gu King to ashes in the next second.

"Eating my blood and bones, hurting my companions, you think I will let you go so easily. Soon, you will be the testing stone of my new artifact. ”

Zhong Lingxin paused, his dark pupils flashed with a cold light, full of coolness, but there was a little bit of anger splashing in the coolness, like a spark burning the plain, and the white teeth struck, knocking out two murderous words.

"Kill!"

The fan that burned like a flame in his hand suddenly lit up with a black-purple glow, and the flame was extinguished, revealing the original appearance of the fan, like an obsidian-like maple leaf, exuding a cold light.

In an instant, the fan split into two, one left and one right appeared in Zhong Lingxin's hand, she poured spiritual power into the shattered light sinking star, and the maple leaf-like tip lit up with a reddish blade in an instant.

Zhong Lingxin didn't say any more superfluous words, her bare feet jumped lightly on the ground, and she flew into the air, two knives crossed in front of her, and the blades were staggered.

Without hesitation, she swung out several light blades containing fire spiritual power, and swept towards the Blood Gu King with a vicious sound of breaking through the air.

The Blood Gu King stared blankly at the light blade that was coming towards it, the speed was so fast that it didn't even have time to react, and several red rays of moon arc-shaped light had already flashed.

How can it be!

There was a flash of disbelief in those blood-colored compound eyes.

The huge and strange body lit up with crack-like red light, and in a single breath, it shattered into countless pieces, and then the sand quickly spread from head to toe, from top to bottom.

A breeze blew, and the powerful and evil Blood Gu King suddenly turned into mottled dust scattered with the wind, dotted with black ash.

Zhong Lingxin fell lightly to the ground, and the flames around her disappeared in an instant as she landed.

She didn't look at the ashen Blood Gu King, she stood up straight with some weakness, and the double knives in her hands turned into a black streamer and flew to her ears, like a pair of maple leaf-shaped studs.

Zhong Lingxin bowed slightly to the people who were stunned in place, and walked straight to the blood pool that the Blood Gu King had made of corpses.

Zhong Lingxin looked at the two-foot-tall pile of corpses in front of him, and there seemed to be a moment of dim light flashing in his eyes, with a hint of hope.

I don't know why, only the corpse under this pool of blood did not turn into a living corpse.

To live to see people, to die to see corpses.

Zhong Lingxin closed his eyes, lowered his head, and his body trembled imperceptibly, like catkins floating in the wind, with moisture hidden between his long and thin eyelashes.

That little joy for the rest of his life, together with these monsters, turned to ashes, scattered into powder, and scattered into mud and dust.

All of a sudden, the whole world seemed to be pressed the mute button, and it fell into boundless darkness.

She stood still, forgetting to think.

After losing her mind for a long time, Zhong Lingxin slowly raised her eyes, the light in her eyes was a little chaotic, and she mustered the courage in every inch of her bones and every drop of blood, looking for the person she couldn't think of in the unrecognizable corpse, the meaning of her rebirth.

After being reborn, she spent countless thoughts, exhausting all her potential, wanting to make up for the regrets of her previous life.

Could it be that in the end, it was just a bamboo basket to draw water, and it was a failure?

She tried everything to save it, but she still couldn't save anyone, couldn't get anything, couldn't she fight the so-called fate?

Zhong Lingxin mechanically walked towards the pile of corpses, even if he clenched his fingers hard, he still couldn't stop his trembling body.

She fell to the ground and pushed away the mangled corpses, watching her trembling fingertips stained with a dark red color.

She brushed away the scattered corpses in front of her with one palm, frantically searching among the countless mutilated corpses, kneeling in front of the corpses, rummaging hysterically.

"No, it won't! No, it won't! Lan Lan, you will definitely not leave me! You can't leave me! You promised me I'd take good care of myself! “

The angry roar slowly turned into a broken cry, and the words wept blood.

"I have the strength to protect you now, Lan Lan...... Please, respond to me, okay...... Lan Lan, answer me...... Sister is wrong, I'm sorry, Lan Lan ......"

Zhong Lingxin heard the sound of her heart beating violently in her chest, and heard the sound of the wind in her ears, but she didn't hear the answer she wanted.

Zhong Lingxin's eyes seemed to have a mist that could not dissipate, she raised her head, originally wanted to hold back her tears, but in the end, the tears still came out of her eyes.

Tears kept rolling down like a beaded curtain, and Zhong Lingxin's throat choked, and he couldn't cry.

Did God punish her for being too greedy? She wants her younger brother, she wants her master, she wants her companions, she wants Lin Yincheng, she wants a happy home, she wants too much.

She finally had the ability to protect him, and he was gone.

Without him, what is the point of her being reborn?

Zhong Lingxin was a little devastated, her brain was chaotic into a mottled picture, and her desperate gaze drifted over her dead face.

"It's not you...... Please...... Don't be you...... Lan Lan ...... Answer me......"

Her eyes were red, her eyes were covered with blood, soaked in scarlet, her consciousness became more and more confused, her voice became more and more choked, and her eyes became more and more desperate.

Lu Qianzhe looked at Zhong Lingxin, who was in a frenzy and weeping, his Adam's apple rolled, hesitated for a long time, and finally overflowed with a sigh that only he could hear.

Ren Mingyu pulled his sleeve and secretly pointed to Song Sizhao, who was also kneeling down in the pile of corpses with a calm face and no shock.

Ren Mingyu turned his face sideways, pouted in the direction of Song Sizhao, shook his head, and his voice reached Lu Qianzhe's ear like a mosquito, and sighed.

"A layer of indifference covers ten thousand heart wounds, Qi Cang, he is also a sad person."

For a person like him who is so capable of playing with his spiritual power, even if he can't do the art of reading minds against the sky, he is still very sensitive to the true emotions of people's hearts.

Ren Mingyu knew very well in his heart that the current Song Sizhao's face seemed calm, but it was just a mask covering her face, covering all the waves in her heart.

Beneath the seemingly calm case, there is a stormy sea, a stormy sky, a bubble that bursts at the touch of a button, and a crumbling figure standing on the edge of the abyss.

Ren Mingyu patted Lu Qianzhe on the shoulder, the two supported each other, and staggered towards the corpse pile, looking for the person who might have been dead for a long time.

The previous battle was so exciting that they didn't have time to look at the faces of the living corpses, who knew if he would be burned to ashes by Zhong Lingxin's fire.

On the roof of the building where the cold wind is howling, the atmosphere is condensed and heavy, like a pool of dead water.

Before Ren Mingyu could continue to sigh and sigh at the deceased, he heard Lu Qianzhe's exclamation suddenly raise his voice: "You guys...... Come here! "

As soon as his words came out, it was as if he threw a huge stone into this stagnant water, stirring up a thousand waves.

Zhong Lingxin was stunned, her heartbeat unconsciously accelerated, and the hot blood in her body seemed to be drained, and she used up all her strength just by standing up.

Her eyes were still stained with mist, like flowers dipped in dewdrops.

Zhong Lingxin closed his eyes, his slender body trembling slightly, as weak as the wind.

When I opened my eyes again, the fine light and shadow flowed under my eyes, as if ripples had fallen in the lake, swinging away the stars.

She staggered towards Lu Qianzhe, stumbled under her feet, and almost fell to the ground with a thud, but was quickly helped to her feet by Lu Qianzhe.

Zhong Lingxin clutched his arm tightly, as if he had fallen into the water, hugging driftwood, and the dying man grabbed the straw that saved his life.

On his face as pale as snow, a trace of blood that appeared because of running quickly faded and resurfaced with excitement, and he asked in a trembling voice and choked up:

"Where is he?"

Lu Qianzhe's face flushed with a faint flush, his eyes reflected a little light, pointing to his front, and he was speechless with excitement.