Mu Ziluo let go of Jing Che, as if he had made some decision, and walked towards the Lingxuan descendant hanging in the air, Jing Che was anxious to pull Mu Ziluo back, but he couldn't move, because of the injury, the cold poison in his body couldn't be controlled, and the Lingxuan's blow even shattered his meridians, at this moment, Jing Che felt unprecedented powerlessness.

"Aluo, don't do anything stupid, come back." However, he could only gently call Mu Ziluo back, but he couldn't hold it.

Mu Ziluo walked to the center, looked up, and looked at Lingxuanyi with a calm face, as if she was looking at a stranger, but it made Lingxuanyi happy and fell to the ground.

"Luo'er, how about thinking about it, do you want to come with me, or stay with this cripple?" When the Lingxuan descendant saw Mu Ziluo coming, he was full of confidence.

Mu Ziluo sneered, his eyes were cold, "Spirit Xuan Descendant, isn't it the blood of the Holy Spirit Maiden's bloodline?" Isn't that why you came near to me and imprisoned me? Isn't it just for the sake of the treasure of the Spirit Race, so that you can realize your greed to dominate the world? ”

Hearing Mu Ziluo say this, the numbness and coldness in your eyes made Ling Xuanyi feel suffocated, a hundred years ago, Jia Luo also thought that she loved her because of the blood of the Holy Maiden, and now, she still thinks so.

Is his love worthless in her eyes?

Mu Ziluo raised his white arm from the stunned gaze of the Lingxuan Descendant, and the dagger slashed quickly, and the blood of the scarlet saintess flowed down.

"Isn't it the blood of the Holy Maiden, why go to the Spirit Clan, just come and get it directly, what, don't you?" Mu Ziluo sneered and let the blood flow down his arm.

"You're pushing me? Rohr, how can you do that? Ling Xuanyi's eyes were cold, and the blood flowing from Mu Ziluo's arm became dazzling.

"I'm not forcing you, I'm just negotiating with you, trading, as long as you retreat, leave the Northern Underworld, and give him a peaceful life, I will give you the blood of the Holy Maiden, it doesn't matter if it is drained."

Jing, forgive me for being stupid, this is the only way I can think of, if I am destined to return to the Spirit Clan for your safety, I will compromise and admit it.

"Keep saying it, don't hesitate to sacrifice yourself, or for that waste, Luo'er, you let me down too much." Ling Xuanyi was heartbroken, looking at Jing Che behind Mu Ziluo, his heart was full of blood and anger.

In this case, Luo'er, don't blame me, you don't understand my heart, I will kill Jing Che, I can't get it, don't think about it.

Lingxuanyi bypassed the wooden purple basket, and the spiritual power surged, rushing towards Jing Che, who hurriedly raised Lan Hong to resist.

Ah, now you can compromise with the spirit clan for me, you can disregard your own life, I Jingche, like a coward, useless.

Blocking the blow of the Lingxuan descendant, Jing Che's cold poison instantly invaded his whole body, as if he was in a thousand-year-old ice, and he couldn't hold Lan Hong to resist.

The Lingxuan descendant didn't stop there, Jing Che had already fallen from the air to the ground, completely unable to move, and he was ready to give Jing Che a fatal blow.

Mu Ziluo was dumbfounded, and rushed towards Jing Che, but how could the Lingxuanyi let her get close to Jingche, the Lingxuanyi was already in a state of madness, and the Yin Owl in his eyes could devour everything.

Jing Che was lying on the ground, the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood, and the real master felt that death was approaching, but all he was thinking about and reading at the moment was the Mu Ziluo who was crying anxiously.

In his life, it is estimated that the most sorry person is his basket, and it is a pity that he can't give her a perfect life and can't accompany her to old age.

The roars, shouts, and swords that stabbed into the flesh were heard very clearly by Jing Che at this moment, even the attack of the Lingxuan Descendant was the same.

With a "boom", the attack of the Lingxuan descendant fell on Jing Che, his mind was in chaos, he didn't seem to feel the pain in his body, and the day he first saw Mu Ziluo, the girl's smart and beautiful appearance appeared.

"No, don't!" Mu Ziluo's eyes were blank, and he slipped to the ground, looking at the motionless Jing Che in the distance, without a trace of life, and with blood bubbling out.

She propped herself up, her steps were extremely heavy, it seemed that she had walked for a long time, came to Jing Che, sat on the ground, and picked up Jing Che's head in her arms.

Mu Ziluo dropped a kiss on Jing Che's forehead, and hot tears fell on Jing Che's mouth, which was a bitter taste.

"You said that you will not separate, but now you are doing this to me, you wake up, you wake up!" Mu Ziluo hugged Jing Che with a blank look.

Mu Zilu felt that her heart was about to stop beating, a feeling of suffocation swept through her body, tears had already blurred her eyes, and the pain in her heart was like a knife, and she didn't want to live anymore at all.

"You can't die, how can you die, how can you?"

"Ahh Mu Ziluo shouted in grief, all thoughts were lost, and he fainted beside Jing Che.

"Roel." Seeing Mu Ziluo fainting, Lingxuan let out a loud cry and wanted to get close to Mu Ziluo.

It's just that before he could touch Mu Ziluo, he was bounced away by a powerful spiritual force.

Lingxuanyi stood firmly, and found that this powerful spiritual power came from Mu Ziluo, and saw the golden light coming out of her body little by little, surrounding her and Jing Che like a sphere.

This spiritual power is amazing, and the Lingxuan Descendant was stunned for a while.

Surrounded by spiritual power, the wooden purple basket was covered with a layer of golden light, as if in her sleep, suddenly, she opened her eyes, but in an instant, her face was already crawling with flowers on the other side, and her eyes were already as red as rubies, even if the tears shed were bloody tears.

The spiritual power was strong, and Mu Ziluo, who had broken through the third seal, slowly rose, and at the moment of breaking through the seal, some long-term memories occupied Mu Ziluo's mind, if Jing Che's matter made her lose all her thoughts and break through the seal, but it also made her forget everything that happened before.

The long-ago memories in her mind washed away her current memories over and over again until they were completely replaced, and the memories were projected in her mind like a carousel, and little by little the past made her angry.

The bun was loose, the black hair hung down to the back of his head, and the expression on his face was matched with the red flowers of the other side, which looked cold and ruthless. The corners of his lips were hooked with a sneer, with a bit of wanton evil, a red wedding dress, as cold and enchanting as a flower on the other side, and the wooden purple basket at this moment was like a different person.

That's right, she has become a demon, or rather, she was originally a demon, a demon in front of a hundred people.

Mu Ziluo slowly lowered his head, looking at the Lingxuan Descendant on the ground, his eyes bursting with monstrous hatred and remorse.

"Brother Yi, I'm back." Mu Ziluo softly called out to the Spirit Xuanzi in the air, but the tone of his voice was creepy.

When Ling Xuanyi saw Mu Ziluo like this, he knew what was going on, because of this appearance, he had seen it, he had seen it a hundred years ago, but he didn't expect that he would be able to see it again now.

"Garo, Ro, is that you? Is that you? The Spirit Xuanyi was extremely excited, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

"yes, isn't that me? Lingjialuo, what's the matter, but I haven't seen you for a hundred years, so I don't know you? Even if I die, I still remember you! ”

Mu Ziluo, no, it should be said that Lingjialuo gritted his teeth, and what he had suffered from the past was like yesterday, and the scenes were constantly replayed.

The leader of the Shura Gate, the leader of the Heartless Palace, Luo Jiwen, Feng Hongyan, Mu Linfeng, Ling Chuyue, and Ling Jing, all looked at the sky, and Mu Ziluo who had changed into a person.

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