"The host..."

The invisible energy slammed him to the ground, and the dark energy disappeared in front of the Corpse King's eyes, and as the space merged, a manic aura suddenly emerged, but it became Song Jue himself.

Song Jue got up slowly, and his face was full of murderous aura, he knew better than anyone how strong his energy was to kill.

Darkness shrouded it, and it was still the Eighth Order that came with the wind.

The energy was mixed with others, and without the cooperation of the ancient rings, the absorption was not smooth.

Song Jue's face did not change, his heart sank slightly, and when he raised his eyes, between the dissipation of energy, the figure that came slowly was so familiar that he was stunned for a moment.

The four eyes are facing each other, and they are all undoubtedly strong oppression.

Even the wind is silent, and the independent space has a suffocating heaviness.

This breath spreads infinitely, and even Lin Xiaoxiao and the others outside the space isolation can clearly feel it.

Xingye stood quietly on Song Jue's shoulder, and for the first time there was a worried and nervous look in his eyes.

Who knows Jiu'er who doesn't know how special Ming Xuan is, even before the siege of Suzaku, the two of them have already determined the identity of the couple, if it weren't for Xue Rou's sideways intervention, there would be nothing to do with Song Jue at all.

"Master, what to do..."

Song Jue sighed lightly, he had regretted one thing in his long life, that is, he believed in that woman and left his father's side.

However, now that he has added another piece, before that emotion has taken root and sprouted to the point that it cannot be shaken, he can't directly stifle it, he shouldn't hesitate whether to have this thing, but instead gives Ming Xuan a chance, so that the weight that he remains in Jiu'er's heart is too heavy.

Too much distress and guilt mixed with a sense of indebtedness, Ming Xuan's status is like the world often asks, 'Who should my mother and wife save when they fall into the water', she can break into the W area alone for him without any special abilities, and she doesn't even want her life, such a person can't be killed, can't stay, and is full of a sense of powerlessness.

This is undoubtedly the most inexplicable situation.

Ming Xuan slowly raised his hand, and the dark energy he exerted was under Song Jue's nose, like a black vortex that devoured everything, restraining and rising, taking away all living beings, and no one could escape.

Those eyes turned a faint red, and then the thin lips opened slightly, "Soul Eater..."

Suddenly attacked, the powerful destructive power was exactly the same as Song Jue's, the barrier was broken in an instant, Song Jue took a deep breath, and the energy gathered instantly condensed into a more and more stable independent space, and he felt the residual light attacking, and threw it violently, and a single fist directly pierced through the chamber.

Song Jue squinted, revealing a chilling coldness, the fist had already been pulled out, and then his long legs swept away, and he directly kicked it to the ground.

"Why don't you do it?"

The light tone, the seemingly waveless eyes are as sharp as eagles.

Song Jue supported the ground with one hand, the blood on his chest was already red with his clothes, and the light system was slowly conveyed, but he was silently blocked by a stream of energy to recover.

"Master, that punch is mixed with other energy, and it can't be completely healed without cleaning it up." Xingye was worried, and the energy that was ready to go was already uncontrollable, and was stopped by a look from Song Jue.

Wiping the blood from the corners of his lips, Song Jue squinted and raised his head as if he didn't feel it, "Do you know what you're doing?" ”

The deep voice was slow, Ming Xuan suddenly hooked his lips, his delicate face was full of bewitchment, but his red eyes were full of determination: "I don't know." He paused, then stepped closer: "All I do and want is to take her away from you and put everything back in its place. ”

Song Jue pursed his lips, and the energy in his body finally exploded uncontrollably.

"Impossible."

"Then try."

The black shadow mixed with those deep eyes was mysterious, and the thin lips sneered, "I only let you have three moves, and there are two more chances." “

"Master!"

The energy is suppressed to the same level, this move is no different from looking for death, but when Song Jue looked at it, Xingye understood.

This is owed by the owner, and it should be repaid.

Ming Xuan pursed his lips without saying a word, and the energy spreading from behind him converged into a bottomless whirlpool, and the bloody murderous aura lurking in the darkness was darker than the night, more bewitching than the dusk, and the coercion and mania that emanated were terrifying.

There are many disobedience on the earth under heaven, and all of them are slaughtered by human heads.

"Death Sacrifice."

The overwhelming killing intent coefficient converged at that point, Xingye's ability moved slightly, and Song Jue was tightly covered with his body as a defensive net, and that energy came violently with lightning speed, and the severe pain did not hit, Xingye was thrown into the space in an instant, and when he returned to his senses, only the burning blood on his body told a sense of existence.

Flustered, but no matter what, he couldn't leave his divine sense, and Song Jue blocked the intersection of thoughts.

Even if the huge energy magnetic field is borne at the edge, it will either be injured or killed, and it is impossible to imagine what happened to Song Jue at the center of the energy.

Yuan Xin's eyes widened, "Will he die?" “

"No, it won't."

Lin Lang's words are too firm and particularly convincing.

"Why didn't he kill the Corpse King and let it?"

"Because he's Mingxuan..."

Yes, because it's Mingxuan.

Lin Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, but the six words he muttered were as light as if they could be dissipated by blowing, but they accurately crashed into everyone's hearts.

It's one thing to know, it's another thing to see it with your own eyes.

Rao is a martial artist who thinks that he is determined and can not change his face in life and death, and he doesn't know what to say for a while.

Obviously, when Suzaku was besieging the city, that handsome and incomparable man was still fighting in the zombie hordes as a human being. I haven't seen it for a long time, but it was in this way that the curtain of reunion was opened.

There are sighs, regrets, and a kind of indescribable sadness.

After stabilizing his mind, Lin Xiaoxiao immediately decided, "The Corpse King is gone, we must contain Ming Xuan, Song Jue cannot be controlled, and we must prevent it from advancing." ”

The night never seemed to be bright, perhaps it was bright, but it was obscured by darkness.

Song Jue collapsed to the ground, the skin exposed under his shirt was slowly corroded by energy, the energy was circulating retrogradely, the bones were broken and reorganized, the pain was piercing, and it was almost numb.

Still alive under the energy of two absolute kills, even if he didn't want to admit it, Ming Xuan had some admiration.

Some people are not born to be friends, which was predestined when he first met Song Jue.

The slender figure slowly approached with a sharp blade in his hand, this time he didn't use energy, he looked at the dying Song Jue condescendingly, the long sword was facing his head, and his hand was tight.

"Brother!"

Ming Xuan's hand was stunned, but a figure full of tears broke into the empty and desolate area, and he couldn't stop shaking his head: "Brother, please don't kill him, don't..."

He is already too far away from Sister Jiu'er, can he really face each other with a sword one day?

That tear crashed into his heart, and all the hesitation Ming Xuan naturally understood.

He let go of his hand, as if giving up, but his gaze fell on the figure that came quickly outside the isolation, and his five fingers were lightly raised, and the transparent barrier that rose out of thin air quickly surrounded several people, and those zombies who had disappeared gradually appeared under the coercion, and Lin Xiaoxiao and others all disappeared in front of him.

Ming Jing was flustered: "What did you do to them." “

"Change places."

As soon as these words fell, the long sword in his hand stabbed violently in a moment of Mingjing's distraction, and the "poof" sound of entering the flesh was particularly harsh, reaching the heart.

Song Jue closed his eyes and hooked his lips.

Jiu'er, from now on, I don't feel guilty about anything.

At that moment, the stillness went straight to the outside of Area C, Jiu'er covered his heart violently, the stinging pain hit, the uneasiness spread, and he did not hesitate to speed up at the moment.

Song Jue...

Zone C...

There was a dead silence, and Area C of Nuoda was extremely desolate at this moment.

Ming Jing's eyes widened, and he looked at the lifeless Song Jue in horror, as Ming Xuan, who enjoyed the reputation of a genius doctor, how could he be stabbed by a point!

The pale face was splashed with blood, which complemented the red pupils, and the bright red thorny Ming Jing's whole body trembled, and when the long sword was pulled out, he rushed forward and snatched it, pointing at his chest and looking at him in disbelief: "I thought before that even if the eldest brother became a zombie, he was different from ordinary people, but now that I think about it, I was wrong." “

"Big brother is no different, ruthless and ruthless is exactly the same as zombies, you carry the memory of human beings but your subordinates are ruthless, you know that Brother Song carries the hope of all human beings, and is the person that Sister Jiu'er likes, and you have never had a trace of rationality and soft-heartedness, and you will kill if you make a move, aren't you afraid that Sister Jiu'er will hate you? Can you afford it? “

"Why don't you answer me?"

Ming Xuan hung his head, and under his messy hair were thick and slender eyelashes, as if beads of blood were rolling down, covering all his thoughts.

Hearing a light sound, Ming Xuan suddenly raised his head, together, and the hand holding the long sword, with five distinct fingers, stabbed into the flesh and blood with a sharp pull, Ming Jing was pulled and staggered, and heard Ming Xuan ask her extremely seriously, "Do I have a choice?" “

"Some brothers, you immediately heal Brother Song, as long as you don't hurt humans, you are friends like Sister Jiu'er, she will find a way to help you, you are the best partners."

"But I don't want a friend, not a partner, she's mine, isn't she?"

"But it's different!"

"yes, so I'm trying to get back to normal, and although it's a little more troublesome, the ending is the same."

How can this be the same?

Ming Jing was distressed like a knife, on one side was reason, and on the other hand, she could only persuade softly: "It is impossible for humans and zombies to be together, you are now on opposite sides..."

"If the rules don't allow it, I'll break it."

Neither zombies nor humans could be a stumbling block for him.

"Brother..."

"Ming Jing..."He looked at her, and the stubbornness in his eyes was not hesitating even if he overturned the Eight Desolations, "From the second she said yes, it was doomed. “

"She's mine, and if she doesn't want to, my life is hers."

"She's the only one in the world..."

Born for her, then died, and it was also up to her.

He turned, his steps steady and powerful, unwavering.

Ming Jing closed her eyes tightly, and as Ming Xuan left, the long sword "Bell Times" fell to the ground, the tears in her eyes kept falling, and after wiping them off violently, she squatted down, and returned to her residence after picking up Song Jue with difficulty.

The eighth-order supernatural wouldn't die so easily, she must have a way to save him and make her brother's mistakes less.

Medicines are readily available, the Ming family has been practicing medicine for generations, even if it is not as good as Ming Xuan, Ming Jing is not bad.

The rotting flesh and the two fatal wounds on the chest, the more I cleaned them up, the more Mingjing's despair grew.