This is not the first time that the Dead-Breaking Box has burst, and Qiu Yuebai has already gained insight into its power and viciousness. If he hadn't pounced on Wangbei, he would have been able to retreat with his whole body. It's just that he had already thought about how he would prevent that ghost thing from shooting out poisonous needles again during the fight. Therefore, he forced the battle sky to the edge of the mountain step by step, but he was backed by a big tree, and he could resist one or two when the poisonous needle flew. What is embarrassing at the moment is that Wangbei pounced directly. She had good intentions, but she was obviously going to drag Qiu Yuebai down.

Although Tang Jiaren is also a party, she has always regarded herself as a bystander. Not only can she see clearly, but she can also think clearly. The moment Wangbei let go of her to pounce on Qiu Yuebai, he understood what she meant. Tang Jiaren suddenly felt that the liver was on fire! She saw the stitches and pressed step by step, in order to kill Zhan Cangqiong and Qiu Yuebai, but not to let Duan Qingyue and Wangbei die to prove their deep affection! She didn't say a word, raised her fist, and smashed it on the back of Wangbei's head!

Tang Jiaren secretly used some internal force, but it was inconspicuous, it looked like an explosion after a person was forced into a desperate situation, and the expression of the whole person can be described as "hideous desperate".

It happened suddenly, and no one expected her to be so brave.

Zhan Cangqiong was slightly stunned, a strange thing crossed in his heart, and he couldn't help but think, she is working hard for me?!

Zhan Cang's heart moved slightly, but he quickly came back to his senses and continued to twist the life-breaking box.

It was this slightly stunned kung fu that once again gave Qiu Yuebai a chance to dodge.

With a bang, the life-breaking box burst out with poisonous needles, and Qiu Yuebai dodged one step ahead and hid behind the tree. At the same time, Wangbei fainted to the ground, leaving only one Tang Jiaren standing in the safe area, watching the excitement with peace of mind.

She was so proud in her heart that she felt that she had too much control over time and heat. Look, it's good that everything is going the way she envisioned it.

Maybe God can't see the way she is in her heart, so he has to give her a blow to the head.

As He Zilang said, this life-breaking box is a prototype, and it may not be able to control the direction of the poisonous needle's flight. Coincidentally, a poisonous needle missed, flew towards Tang Jiaren, and drilled directly into her abdomen.

If Tang Jiaren concentrates on guarding, she can dodge this needle. But the bad is the bad, and pride makes people relax and be vigilant. She was a good spectator, but she instantly became a chess piece, and she was the sad, innocent, and pitiful chess piece.

Tang Jiaren stretched out her hand to cover her abdomen, and said secretly: It's over, look at the lively tricks!

She raised her eyes to look at the battle firmament, only to see three poisonous needles burst out from the back of the box, shooting directly into the abdomen of the battle firmament. Zhan Cang staggered back two steps, looked at Tang Jiaren, and fell backwards, seeing that he was about to roll down the mountain.

Seeing this scene, Tang Jiaren couldn't help but hook her lips and smile. Well, her wish has finally come true. She has one stitch, he has three stitches; She can live if she is poisoned, but he will definitely die. The death of Zhan Cangqiong can be regarded as experiencing all kinds of betrayal, and his death is complicated and affectionate enough. Done, she's complete!

Hua Gu's smile, falling into the eyes of the war firmament, actually had a kind of tenderness to die together, as well as a rare sense of satisfaction.

This was the last time he looked at her, and the inexplicable emotion in his heart seemed to ferment at this moment. However, it was too late.

The battle sky rolled down the mountain with the poisonous needle that sealed the throat with blood, Tang Jiaren hugged his arm, looking a little cold, but in fact, he pinched the acupoints of his two arms with his hands, preparing for suspended animation. She slowly fell to the cold ground, looked at the starry sky, her eyes were empty and dull, and she secretly said in her heart: It's time to close your eyes.

Qiu Yuebai rushed out, hugged Tang Jiaren's body before it landed, stared at her eyes, and seemed to have a thousand words to ask. However, at this moment, he was too cowardly to ask. His eyes were no longer calm, they had risen through layers of fog, and even his soul was longing for an answer.

Tang Jiaren knew, he was suspicious. It's normal to be suspicious, and it's only wrong not to be suspicious. However, she didn't intend to give him a chance to continue to be suspicious, let alone smile and give him the essentials of fake death.

Tang Jiaren gave Qiu Yuebai a white eye, which became the last silent language she left.

Qiu Yuebai was holding the "corpse of the flower girl", and her body was like the last autumn leaf in winter, trembling slightly. This feeling of being both familiar and unfamiliar made him extremely flustered.

Yes, panic.

He forced himself to calm down, but he was never able to do so.

He stretched out his trembling hand and stroked Hua Gu's pulse, not feeling any signs of life.

The flame of hope hidden in his eyes was like being in a cold wind, not only shivering, but also the possibility of extinguishing it at any time. His longing expectation, like the fading moon on the horizon, plunges the world into darkness.

At this moment, Qiu Yuebai is the most contradictory.

A moment ago, he was looking forward to the fact that the person in front of him was Tang Jiaren. She came for revenge and deliberately changed her appearance and body shape. But at this moment, he refused to admit that this was Tang Jiaren! Tang Jiaren won't die so easily, she ...... How could she ever be afraid of the poison?! Yes, it's not her...... Definitely not her......

Qiu Yuebai stretched out her hand, closed her eyes, and stroked Hua Gu's face. He kneaded it gently with trembling fingers, but he didn't feel anything unusual. He was obviously at ease, but he still rubbed it twice!

After these two moments, Tang Jiaren's face turned red. Fortunately, the night was dark, and no one had a pair of night eyes that could see each other's skin tones clearly.

Wangbei got up from the ground, and when he saw this scene, he immediately shook his body, and the corners of his mouth twitched. She never thought that Qiu Yuebai had a habit of abusiveness, but now looking at that technique, it is very natural and skillful.

She looked around, but she didn't see the battle sky, and her heart was also tight.

She was originally Qiu Yuebai's person, and by chance she met Duan Qingyue and entered the War Demon Palace, so Qiu Yuebai arranged for her to be a fine worker here. It's been three years, Qiu Yuebai hasn't asked her to do anything, but she lives in fear every day. Looking forward to it every day, I will meet each other as soon as possible, so that I can have a hope and return to Autumn City. But now, it's really over, and instead of being satisfied, her heart is empty. This kind of emptiness is a loss of amazement, but it is definitely not a question of Qiu Yuebai, let alone a deterioration of loyalty.

The wind is howling on the top of the mountain, and you can see the fire in the distance.

The War Demon Palace is ruined.

The sound of fighting came from far and near, shouting the palace master.

Wangbei came back to his senses, and happened to see Qiu Yuebai put his hand into the collar of the flower hall master, and ...... Misdeeds.

This one...... It's all at this juncture, it's ridiculous to act like this, right?

Looking at the north, Qiu Yuebai is not a battle firmament, and he will not be so immoral, and then he took a closer look at the appearance of the flower hall master, his chest did not rise and fall, and he was obviously out of breath. Although she didn't want to see the master of the flower hall, she was ordered by Qiu Yuebai, so she paid more attention to her, but she also felt that she was likely to be the second fine work sent by Qiu Yuebai. It's just that today's mess made her unable to figure out a clue, and she couldn't figure out who the master of the flower hall was.

Wangbei endured his doubts and said to Qiu Yuebai, who was verifying his body: "Master, someone is coming, let's leave." ”

Qiu Yuebai touched Hua Gu's shoulder blade, but she didn't feel the slightest scar of the old disease, and something strange crossed her heart, as if she thought of something but couldn't grasp the clue. His blood-soaked brain was showing signs of stopping.

He raised his head and looked at Wangbei, trying to distract himself from discerning the true from the fake. There must be something that he is angry about, there must be!

Wangbei said simply: "Master, this is not Miss Tang, she is just a little similar to Miss Tang." Now that the war firmament is dead, all that remains is a plate of loose sand, and it will not be too late to clean it up in the future. The master is wounded, so let's evacuate first. ”

Qiu Yuebai's eyes lowered and looked at Hua Gu again.

The sound of the fight was getting closer and closer, and Wangbei hurriedly said: "My subordinates have followed the battle sky for more than three years, and I know that there is still a force under him, but I have never been able to detect one or two. Now that he is dead, that power will naturally disperse. If it's hard, I'm afraid it's not right! ”

Qiu Yuebai's eyes closed, and she fell on Hua Gu's body.

Wangbei called: "Master! He hurriedly stepped forward, probed his pulse, and immediately picked up the man on his back, and was about to go down the mountain. After taking two steps, he paused and looked at Duan Qingyue, a trace of apology fell in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth instead, carried Qiu Yuebai on his back to avoid the person who was looking for the mountain, and went down.

Tang Jiaren sat up, poked his arm with two hands, and then touched his heart with a strange expression, rubbed his cheeks, and was stunned for a moment, then he tore off half of his skirt, stained it with some other people's blood, and threw it away, just as the flower hall master was dragged away by the beast.

After Wangbei found a safe position with Qiu Yuebai on his back, he released an arrow and told everyone to retreat.

After a night of fighting, the curtain finally came to an end.

Tang Jiaren slipped into the jungle, returned to the bottom of the mountain, thought about it, and finally lit the tomb with a fire!

The battle firmament is dead, and the woman in the tomb will only be trampled on. Once the son of heaven is a courtier, the battle sky is dead, and there will be a so-and-so tomorrow. Moreover, she could not keep the woman in the tomb who needed the resurrection of the Morin Sacred Fruit. She went through all kinds of pains and became the true Lotus Fruit, not for the sake of cutting flesh and bloodletting to raise up the flesh and bones of the dead. Moreover, Zhan Cangqiong has been a filial son for her for a while, so let his beloved woman go to hell with him.

Point it, let everything return to dust and dust to earth.

Xu is everyone is looking for the sky, but no one cares about the fire here.

Taking advantage of the fire, Tang Jiaren first returned to the study and took two five-pointed star keys, then came to the courtyard where the Yellow Hall was located, dug out a package from the hidden place, opened it, and saw that his treasures were still there, so he carried them on his back, and left the War Demon Palace, ending his career as the master of the Flower Hall.

The War Demon Palace was already in a mess, and Tang Jiaren walked very smoothly.

Looking back, the War Demon Palace has become a phantom, and as for the secret of the back mountain, with the death of the battle firmament, it is no longer important.

The secret is the curiosity of the living and has nothing to do with the dead.

Tang Jiaren retracted her gaze and smiled brightly at the rising morning light.