After that, the withered eagle carried Bai Yeye on his back, and then leaped into the sky, and the prison god once again turned into a black knife more than ten meters long!

Holding his apprentice in one hand and raising a knife in the other: "If you survive, please spare your lives!"

When the words fell, the dead realm was dark, and the whole world suddenly fell into the most extreme darkness!

At this moment, all the people could not see anything, they only felt that their hearts and eyes were covered, and the only thing they could feel was a piercing scream, which was like a scream before death.

Listen, listen, why did the scream before death become your own voice! Could it be that you are dead?

This knife slashed at three people, first look at Meng Xiran, at this time, how can he still look like a scholar, his expression is hideous, the red fire is burning, and the surrounding is even more purple thunder! When it is not enough, if Meng Xiran does not show his hole cards, then he will die!

As his death screams became clearer and clearer, Meng Xiran shouted angrily: "I!

With an angry shout, Meng Xiran suddenly grabbed the sword in his right hand with his left hand, and in just an instant, he pulled out a long sword like the sun's rays from the purple Spring and Autumn Sword, and the sword was hidden in the sword, it turned out that the Spring and Autumn Sword was just an ornament that Meng Xiran used to hide his identity!

The new sword was held in his hand, and an extreme light burst out from the completely dark heaven and earth, which was an extreme light more than any light, because this light was ignited with life!

No one knows what kind of sword Meng Xiran wielded, only that at the end of this light, he finally broke through the darkness.

Then in the two of them, Feng Yingxue and Feng Mingxue were more relaxed, and her fairy spirit sword seemed to be just enough to restrain all the negative things in the world, but it was only able to protect herself, and she couldn't help the Aoyun Bamboo next to her.

What was Ao Yunzhu thinking at this moment? As the screams of her own death became clearer and clearer, she knew that death was coming, but she couldn't see where the knife that was coming at her came from, as if all she could do was wait for death.

What else? Is there anything else to remember in the process of waiting for death? What is there to remember about her past? It seems that there is no ..... All the memories seem to be calculating, desperate for something, and even slowly she forgets why she is calculating, it seems to have become a habit.

It's strange, why did he come to this point, why would he be willing to give his life for Xiaoyezi...... At the beginning, Xiao Yezi and Xiao Jianzi were the new chess pieces she chose, but why was she reluctant?

I don't know, everything is not clear, it seems that I can only hear the cry before I die, is that really my own voice? It turns out that I am also afraid of death.

If I die, Mei Jun will be sad, because from now on he will be alone....... I really want to say sorry to him, and I want to say I like it to him. But he should know, after all, we are already alone.

Before death, the past flowed in my mind as quickly as flowing water, over and over again, the more I looked at it, the more reluctant I was, the more reluctant I was, the more heartache I felt, and then I really cried, it turned out that the voice I heard before was really made by myself.

Suddenly!

Ao Yunzhu heard something else in the darkness.

"Tai Chi, two yi, four elephants, gossip!" one person said first.

Then everyone recited it.

"Taiyi!"

"Yang one! Yin two!"

"The sun is one, the yin is two, the sun is three, and the yin is four. ”

"Qianyi, Dui two, Lithree, Zhen four, Xun five, Kan six, Gen seven, Kun eight. ”

Hearing this, Ao Yunzhu shouted with a crying voice: "Eight formations, don't!"

"The number is heaven and earth, and the number is fifty!" But the voice of the eight formations continued, and they did not stop, and one of them suddenly shouted.

"Tai Chi is too one, heaven and earth are not divided, and it is unavailable!"

"It's for the great Yan forty-nine, escape one of them, one of them is too one, the number is inexorable, and the life is inexorable!"

What is the number of inextricable, what is the inextricable life, the number of heaven and earth is fifty, Taiyi is not available, and the great Yan is forty-nine, which is the way of heaven and earth. Everything in the world is in the middle of fifty, but Taisheng is before heaven and earth, and it cannot be derived or calculated, so the number controlled by heaven and earth is forty-nine.

If you divide the number of heaven and earth by the number of the Great Yan, you can find that this one is indestructible, and it will cycle infinitely with forty-two digits after one.

That's why the number is inexorable, and the life is inexorable.

Borrowing Tianyi, turning the number of lives, as soon as the formation fell, Ao Yunzhu's figure disappeared directly, and there was not even any breath, and the dark death light in the sky could not find the target, so it slowly dispersed.

"Hahaha, eldest sister, if there is an afterlife, we will still come to look for you. In the end, there were eight bursts of laughter in the dark, and there was no fear and regret of death in the laughter, some were just bursts of free and easy, and some were just the joy of saving the most important person in their hearts.

The darkness dispersed, the light returned, and the golden crow across the sky of the Dead suddenly roared, as if announcing that everything had settled, as if announcing that it was leaving.

Feng Mingxue put away the fairy spirit sword and was about to comfort Ao Yunzhu, but looking at Ao Yunzhu's depressed appearance, she didn't know how to persuade her for a while.... After pondering for a while, she couldn't help but whisper in her heart: "If only my friend was here, he would have many ways to make Sister Yunzhu happy." ”

Thinking of Ye Xiao, Feng Mingxue's face was suddenly covered with frost, after all, Ye Xiao didn't know whether she was alive or dead at the moment, so she still had to prepare. After thinking about it, Feng Mingxue said to Ao Yunzhu: "Sister Yunzhu, I'm going to prepare for the decisive battle, I hope you cheer up quickly." With that, he turned into a streamer and flew in the direction of the abyss of people and ghosts.

After a while, Ao Yunzhu's mood finally stabilized, and she rolled up the corpse of the eight formations and left quietly.

......

"Little fairy! don't!", on a green path, Bai Yeye, who had regained his five senses, suddenly woke up.

Then, Bai Yeye found that he was actually on the master's back, and couldn't help but snort: "Hey, stinky old man, how could it be that you are carrying me, my little fairy?"

"Yo~~What's the matter, can't I, as a master, carry an apprentice?"

This answer was something Bai Yeye never expected, after all, in her eyes, that cheap master has always been a cold board, it would be so cute, for a while, Bai Yeye, who often replied, couldn't find the words to respond.

"What's the matter, I remember that my little apprentice is not a quiet person. After a while, the withered eagle continued.

"Cut~~ I don't see you carrying me, let you have a look at you. Although he said so, Bai Yeye lay on the back of the withered eagle with a warm heart. Bai Yeye loved this kind of warmth very much, and she remembered that a long, long time ago, there was a sworn enemy who also carried her like this.

Then, there was nothing to say all the way, maybe they were enjoying the hard-won warmth of each other, so the words in their hearts were all in this temperature.

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