Yin Chengjun caught Xue Qingyang, who was attacked by the woman in red gauze and flew towards him with blood in his mouth, and immediately pulled out the black sword on his chest.

"Poof-" Xue Qingyang spat out a mouthful of blood again, and with the blood gushing out of his chest, a large patch of red was glued to the entire silver robe.

Yin Chengjun quickly clicked on the acupuncture points around his chest, but he couldn't stop the blood that was still gushing out. She knew that pulling the sword out was the result, but if she didn't pull the sword out, the sword's anger would cause more damage in his body.

"Look at it! Look! That's the woman you desperately protected! She held Xue Qingyang, who had been spread out in her arms, and pressed the wound on his chest with her hand. Tightened his face and gritted his teeth angrily.

Xue Qingyang grabbed her and clasped her hand tightly: "Brother Jun, promise me...... Don't kill her. You know...... I love her ......"

Yin Chengjun's face was full of frost at this time, and he said angrily: "If you love a woman who doesn't love you, even if you are stupid, you have to have a limit!" Why are you so dead-eyed? Your feelings are exchanged for her plotted palm, are you satisfied? ”

The blood in Xue Qingyang's mouth was the same as the wound on his chest, gushing out constantly. The aura in his whole body couldn't burst out of his wounds, and this spiritual power burned Yin Chengjun's injuries directly, but she still pressed his chest tightly.

"Even so...... I was also willing. Brother Jun, you used to ...... Promised me one condition...... Whatever I say, you say yes! You can't go back......" He completely ignored his injuries, clasped her arm in his hands, and stared at her with his eyes firmly fixed. As if as long as she didn't say yes, he would never look away.

Yin Chengjun also bit his mouth and said: "She took away the ghost bone relics, but she blamed the ghost ancestor." In my name, how can I spare her for such an offense against my majesty! Other than that, I'll say yes to whatever you ask! ”

Xue Qingyang suddenly glared at her angrily and said, "Brother Jun! That's all I have to ask for! I'm begging you! If there is a next life...... I'm not going to have any more affection for her! So, this life is for my sake...... cough cough cough ......"

However, before he could finish speaking, there was a sharp cough in his mouth, and blood gushed out to interrupt his words.

"Okay, don't talk!" Seeing him like this, Yin Chengjun was also anxious, and hurriedly spoke out to stop him.

What made her nervous was the trace of vitality in the spiritual power that flowed out of him. Her sword, against the cultivators of the Correction Dao, can not only break their protective aura, but also their primordial spirit. Therefore, this sword directly damaged Xue Qingyang's Yuan Shen.

However, the most fatal thing was that he was slapped in the back by the woman in the red gauze. The yin power carried by that palm directly passed through the gap that was broken by the sword, shattering his primordial spirit.

"I beg you...... Promise me! Brother Jun! Xue Qingyang's angry eyes gradually turned red.

Yin Chengjun looked at him with a straight face, but he was never able to agree to his request. So she could only hold down his wound while using the yin power to desperately dispel the yin power left by the woman in his body, but she couldn't condense his primordial spirit.

The two serious injuries have already destroyed his entire Yuan Shen. The dissipated Yuan Shen was no longer able to return to the sky, but he stared at Yin Chengjun with the last trace of obsession.

Feeling that the vitality in his body was getting lower and lower, Yin Chengjun finally relented and said: "Just for the palm she gave you, I won't let her go!" I'm sorry! She has received my ink and dust sword, and it won't be long before she will reap the consequences. Since you love her so much, then I will find her marriage to you in the afterlife. If you and I can meet again in the next life, let's be close friends again! I promise you that if I see her again in the next life, I will not attack her again. ”

"Don't! …… Yin Chengjun ...... Why are you so ...... Unfeeling...... I don't want to be close friends with you in the next life, and I don't want to marry her in the next life...... I just want you this time...... Let her go......" Xue Qingyang's breath quickly weakened, but his expression became extremely hateful after hearing her words.

Yin Chengjun's voice was cold and said without a trace of fluctuation: "I think you should have known this point a long time ago!" ”

Seeing Xue Qingyang's aura gradually disappear, but he still didn't feel at ease closing his eyes, it seemed that as long as these eyes were still staring at her, he could make her give up killing that woman.

A drop of crystal water fell on Xue Qingyang's jade-like face.

The picture suddenly darkened, and Mu Yunjun knew that this scene was probably her fate with Bai Zijun.

Xue Qingyang's handsome facial features are mature and angular, and he is more bold than Bai Zijun's youthful and beautiful facial features. However, there is still a big difference between the facial features of the two, and the degree of similarity is only about fifty percent.

But in the two lives, his appearance was at its peak.

Look at Yin Chengjun's gorgeous and slender figure, and think about his short little figure.

Mu Yunjun: ".................." author, you come out!! What the hell is this guy! You want me to change my personality! I want to grow tall!! If you don't make me taller, I'm not done with you!!! (A certain fire: ............ The big guy is angry! Change change, change, change! I'll change! ）

Seeing this, Mu Yunjun also understood. Judging from this matter, the woman named Zhu Xia stole the ghost bone relics of Buddhism, but she blamed her on her head, and went around doing evil with her title! But she is the woman Xue Qingyang fell in love with, and she was the woman he wanted to protect.

Judging from the feeling of Yin Chengjun and Xue Qingyang communicating and calling each other, these two are completely friends, or friends who have been friends for many years.

The picture flashed again, and the figures of two women appeared again. The two of them were still standing in mid-air, and below them was a mountain full of fairy energy.

This time, Zhu Xia was wearing a crimson dress, and the makeup on her face had changed from her previous innocent appearance. At this time, she wore heavy makeup and flaming red lips, showing her dusty temperament.

And Yin Chengjun opposite her is still a purple-patterned black robe and gold belt, solemn and luxurious. The cold face is like frost, and the elegance is like a god.

Of course, this has to ignore the large amount of sinister ghost behind her......

Under the background of the gloomy and ghostly spirit, her solemnity and elegance have all turned into cold and evil.

"There won't be a second Xue Qingyang coming out to save you this time, Feng Zhuxia, after you die, go to hell to atone for your sins!" Yin Chengjun had a black long sword in one hand and a black bayonet in the other, staring at the red-clothed woman in front of him.

Feng Zhuxia smiled evilly with red lips and said, "The Ten Thousand Ghost Ancestors are really leisurely, chasing my little evil cultivator for hundreds of years. That Xue Qingyang has been dead for hundreds of years, you still remember him, and he really deserves to be his best friend. You have such affection for him, but unfortunately he is a dumbfounder, and he can't stand my temptation for him at all. ”

Hearing her yin and yang strange sarcastic words, Yin Chengjun said coldly without changing his face: "Hugh is talking nonsense there!" It's not your turn to decide what my relationship with him! ”