Although people have the ability to turn things around, they cannot stop a person who has made up his mind.

For the first time, Song Jue experienced the feeling of suffocation that he couldn't grasp, and for the first time, he felt that being powerful was sometimes so worthless.

The figure in front of her in front of Ming Xuan was so firm, firm and dazzling, and at the same time, her heart was like a knife.

And all this is obviously expected for the Corpse Emperor.

The violent energy impact submerged into the limbs, and the corpse emperor smiled lightly, "It's stupid, I knew you would come." ”

The tail note fell on Song Jue's stunned face with the fluttering gaze, and the depressed pawn who had been in the past seemed to have disappeared, which was extremely happy.

The tearing pain in the heart went straight to the nerve endings in an instant, something stabbed from behind, and the low laugh came from behind, and the force was pulled hard, with the power of crushing.

The Grim Reaper's will moved at will, and it was slashed down in an instant, the Corpse Emperor screamed in pain with a strong and fierce back, followed by the untied energy swept in, Ming Xuan suddenly withdrew from the energy barrier, Song Jue was unrestrained, the strong and heavy dark energy was violently pressed down, and the majestic coercion made the Corpse Emperor have no power to fight back for a while.

The corpse emperor looked back, and saw that the red pupils of the man who should be like a puppet at the moment contracted in an instant, and held the woman who was about to fall in his arms, the sweet blood was a fatal attraction, it could feel the restlessness belonging to the zombies, but it was fiercely suppressed, suppressed until the meridians expanded to break, and because of the super self-healing ability of the untied system, the process of continuous circulation.

All this is only in a blink of an eye, and it comes so fast that people don't have time to think about anything, so they are forced to accept the plot of the next episode.

Jiu'er's body was soft, under the smell of blood that the man could not ignore, there was also the smell of disinfectant water that she was familiar with, her mind moved slightly, and the thunder energy in her body was extremely tyrannical and manic, even if the corpse emperor suffered the attack at this moment, he could be wasted for most of it.

But Mingxuan didn't mean to dodge at all.

His filthy eyes, just like that, looked at her chest, and moved to her weak cheeks, and his thin lips trembled so much, and he watched as those hands fell on top of his head with the power to burn everything,

It's just a matter of one sentence, and there is no scum left for him to die.

The expected pain did not strike, and the energy frantically poured into his body, and the preference for the thunder system in his bones made the acceptance ability quite fast, but it was only because the suffocation feeling that could not be lifted was too strong, Jiu'er did not persist to the end, and interrupted the energy transfer.

"Jiu'er..."

The passing vitality exceeded the speed of every time, Jiu'er opened his eyes emptyly, raised one hand to support his side face, but suddenly fell, was held in his hand, looked at her with red eyes, and his indifferent lips trembled slightly.

She was so embarrassed that she couldn't even say a word, but in a moment, a strange energy surrounded her layer by layer, cool and gentle, as if the gods who had been rescued from fire and water had arrived.

Ming Xuan trembled, for the first time he couldn't have the strength to stop him, and a panic for no reason engulfed him heavily, that kind of pain, like eighteenth layer purgatory, was piercing.

"Corpse Emperor!"

The figure burst out, the light and shadow of the thunder speed exuded a mysterious light in the darkness, compared to all the energy, the thunder system was particularly handy by his volatilization.

None of the systems can devour all abilities, but the lightning system, which he never hunts.

Maybe subconsciously know that that place is only reserved for that person.

The Corpse Emperor had nowhere to retreat, and there was no way to avoid it passively, two energies burst out, and everything around him was engulfed layer by layer, absorbing Jiu'er's energy elements, Ming Xuan's strength was no problem against the Corpse Emperor, once the energy was released, heaven and earth would not tolerate it.

Rolling clouds came from all directions, and were more gloomy and frightening than ever.

Everyone looked up at the sky, and a dead air for no reason spread infinitely, but all this could not disturb the two people who were embracing each other at this moment.

Zhongli clenched his lips, his embarrassed face was covered with blood, tears suddenly dripped down, but his eyes widened, and the fingers that were holding Ji Fengning were bruised, and he looked at it with good eyes, and the crisis around him could no longer resist a certain fear in his heart.

That kind of fear Song Jue has no teacher, and the world says that it is called loss.

Song Jue stared at the person in front of him tightly, holding her palm and not daring to use force, and his muscles were violent, and he restrained himself from revealing his emotions.

"Does it hurt..."

He asked so lightly, hunched over and attached to her ear, the light energy was surging out wildly, and the numb wound finally had warmth, but the blood kept gushing out, and there was no intention of stopping, and her whole body was convulsed, and she herself had not yet felt it.

just raised his hand and landed on the side of Song Jue's face, and he couldn't say a word without pain.

The bright red is harsher than ever.

He didn't know what he had done, the pain in his body was much lessened, and he was warm and comfortable, Song Jue took a deep breath "Good, I'll be soon, you'll be fine."

He's not going to let her have anything to do!

This is the first time, Jiu'er deeply felt Song Jue's despair, but her handsome face was still gentle, and the gentleness made her feel distressed.

"I'm sorry..."

Three words, but it seems to have wasted all the strength.

She didn't want Mingxuan to have an accident, but she kept forgetting that she would hurt this man who was introverted and dull by nature.

"The host..."

It's too late...

Heaven and earth are falling, and everything has to be finished.

He didn't speak, his energy moved slightly, pulling out an independent space, Jiu'er was weak, only to feel a force dragging her to float into the air, and then landed on a broken city wall, and she could see everything below with her eyes down.

It's just that the hustle and bustle retreated, and even the weak breath could be heard quietly.

Her eyes could no longer hold anyone else, only the deep, handsome man.

The power of the Heavenly Rank Soul Stone cannot be underestimated, Song Jue did not suppress it, the cultivation released by this promotion is close to the peak, the speed of restoring the spiritual root and bearing the Heavenly Rank is too fast, the silver and white heaven and earth are rolling earlier than the purple clouds, and under the layers of pressure, the collapsed ruins are covered with layers of snow, as far as the eye can see, the floor buildings cannot be seen, and the surroundings are filled with indescribable aura, hazy, as if placed in a dream.

Or another world.

The restless sky also rested his mind because of this majestic coercion, and the endless aura spread infinitely, and the man standing in place stood in the darkness, unable to see clearly, only to see that the wisps of black mist seemed to have a soul, gushing out in an instant, entangled around the corpse emperor, and penetrated.

How so...

The Corpse Emperor really didn't understand, it was clear that the Corpse Emperor stage was already unparalleled in the world, how could this world have such a powerful power, but at this moment, its ability had no ability to resist.

In the endless darkness, the figure of the man appeared in front of it in an instant, and its legs also fell to the ground with the domineering of coercion, at this moment, even the corpse emperor wanted to ask why.

However, there is no chance at all.

The smile has long been frozen in the corners of his mouth, and the dark energy of the body has devoured its remaining energy and reason little by little, obviously the zombie has lost consciousness, and at this moment the pain seems to be back to the cage, and the pain is infinitely expanding and spreading.

I want to scream, but I can't make a sound anyway.

The rumbling sky has a stormy mania, quietly dormant, and in a moment, it is a fatal blow.

The satisfaction of the aura filling the body is indescribable, and the power in the palm of the hand is no different from when it went to heaven and earth, if you want to say it in detail, it is more mellow, deeper, with a low-key that does not show mountain dew, and also has the confidence to destroy the world with a snap of your fingers.

But where is it, it hurts like words.

The tall and noble figure suddenly turned around, Song Jue's eyes narrowed slightly, his heart moved slightly, and he stood beside Jiu'er.

Everyone was silent, the invisible spatial barrier completely isolated them, and the scene they saw was like a gorgeous costume movie, and they were just spectators.

The blood stained red and white, and it was very fast to infect, and the red was like a gorgeous skirt.

Life and death, everything, seems to be far away from her, Jiu'er quietly leaned on that low bulge, her long hair scattered quietly hung down on the side of her face, with a faint light curtain around her body, there was a little bit of energy in her body, the corners of her lips were scarlet, her eyebrows and eyes were full of charms, she smiled lightly, and looked at Song Jue in front of her with a pair of good eyes.

For the first time, there was a kind of regret and reluctance.

In the future, she is afraid that she will never have the opportunity to look at him like this again.

The corpse emperor's blow hit her heart directly, she could hear a crack of 'rattle', and before the pain came, Song Jue didn't know why, he actually froze the timeline and covered her in this transparent light curtain, time would not pass, but she could see everything that happened outside.

The boundless darkness soon engulfed the light, and the deafening thunder was dull, but the light sound made the whole body soften and the heart tremble.

The catastrophe is coming, and he...

It's time to leave.

She's also...

Leaving ...

He leaned over, hugged the person tightly in his arms, leaned down and stroked her cheek, wiped the blood away, lowered his head, and kissed carefully, "Please... Don't look at me like that..."

The voice trembled, fell in the ear, hit the heart, sore and painful...

Jiu'er just opened her mouth, unable to lift her strength, and couldn't say a word.

The helplessness of the loss of life engulfed her strongly, it was the second time, the dying person was always transparent, and she knew very well that she was hopeless.

The only thing she can do is to engrave the person in front of her in her heart and integrate it into her soul.

Until her vision blurred, until the surroundings became quieter and quieter, so quiet that only she was gasping for more breath and less breathing.

Song Jue...

Mingxuan...

Father...

Zhongli...

Guys...

"Jiu'er... Don't do that..."

In fact, she knew a long time ago that the end of it all had to end with the death of a person.

As a belief and pursuit along the way, it is an honor that she has become one of the people who must be sacrificed.

She gave up Mingxuan, but when it came, she realized the fact that she couldn't do it at all, she couldn't give her the same love, and she couldn't hurt someone who loved her.

After two lifetimes, she understands how important it is to have someone who is good to her.

So, if you really want to sacrifice, just yourself.

Anyway...

She's long dead, isn't she?

Compared to the unwilling failure of the previous life, she has everything, so it is too worthwhile.

"I... Love... You..."

She hooked her lips with great effort, until the hand fell on the side of Song Jue's leg, and in an instant, everything was silent, and the flying white snow fell on her cheeks, slightly cool, and overlapped with another touch of tenderness, falling together, turning into water droplets, slipping and itching, the last silhouette of this world is white, is hope.

She doesn't regret it.

It's all worth it.