In the depths of the ghost cave, Xin Lin stuck to the cold ancient coffin.

Her hair was spilled from her sideburns, her face was covered in sweat, and her arms hung limply at her sides.

The peachwood sword in her hand was also in tatters.

The true qi in his body never appeared again.

Open the coffin...... The voice in my heart, the ghost does not go away, and it keeps ringing.

Those blue eyes appeared and disappeared in my mind.

"Use the Ghost Escape Method!"

The headless Ah Piao was also anxious on the side.

Xin Lin smiled bitterly, she thought, but she had more than enough heart and not enough strength.

The spiritual power in her body has been exhausted, and as for the true qi, it is more like a flash in the pan.

She slashed the coffin snake with the courage of a moment, and the disappearance of the snake made the demons even more fearless.

It was already dawn, and Xin Lin was already exhausted.

The next moment, she would be torn to shreds by the hungry spirit.

I only heard a buzzing sound, and a cold light appeared in the sky.

Falling from the sky, a round arc, but saw a jade fan cut down, and several yin demons turned into nothing in front of Xin Lin's eyes.

The gloomy roar continued, and they abandoned Xin Lin and attacked the comer.

But I saw that the person who came was dressed in fluttering clothes, holding a treasure fan, and came and went freely in the darkness.

But a moment ago, there was not a single demon left in the ghost cave.

The evil aura slowly dissipated, and the boy walked out of the gloom.

He has a long body, and after the fierce battle, his hair is not messy, which is in stark contrast to Xin Lin, who is in disarray.

Sikong Ran, it's really a good skill.

His skills are like a Xuanwu who has just comprehended his true qi.

It seems that not only her, but even Bai You was deceived by him.

The young man in front of him is as handsome as jade, he has a pair of gentle eyes, just by looking at it, people can't help but be fascinated.

Once upon a time, "Xin Lin" was also deeply trapped in it and could not extricate himself.

But at this moment, there was only a coldness in those eyes.

Young and young, he sighed, and his eyes were a little more stunned.

His eyes were lowered, and his sad appearance was enough to make thousands of girls intoxicated.

"Put away your set, I'm not Xin Lin, I don't eat this set."

Xin Lin's ruthless voice made Sikong Ran's hands stagnate.

"Xiaolin, my mother was injured by you?"

Sikong Ran's eyes were like water, staring at Xin Lin.

"If she is your mother, Sikong Ran, Sikong Clan can't give birth to a good son like you."

Xin Lin laughed dryly.

Sikong Ran's gaze changed, and the original tenderness disappeared without a trace.

"You're not Xiaolin."

In Sikong Ran's voice, there was no temperature at all, and the jade fan in his hand spun out, and the fan was sharp and bladed, against Xin Lin's neck.

On Xin Lin's neck, a blood mark was clearly visible.

There was no fear in her eyes, she just looked at Sikong Ran calmly.

She took a step forward, the blood on her neck flowing even harder, but she didn't seem to feel the pain at all.

Blood kept dripping and splashing on the ancient coffin on the side.

"Xiaolin is dead."

Sikong Ran's body shook slightly.

"Sikong Ran, Xiaolin left his hometown for you, gave you the heirloom, and even abandoned his mother. You sold her into the Qinglou, Xiaolin died, and she was forced to death by your ruthlessness. ”

Every word of Xin Lin fell in Sikong Ran's ears and was extremely ironic.

After a long time, he sighed.

"Xiaolin, don't blame me for being ruthless, you must know that between some people, it is like the light of the fireflies and the bright moon, you and I are not people from the same world."