Nian Junyao hugged Xue Lan's body and fell to the ground, the blood stained the placket of the brocade boy's clothes, his face was as white as the flying snow in the Kunlun mirror, his body lost his strength, the whole pupils were dilated, and the eyes were constantly ghosted, Nian Junyao calmly swallowed a few life-saving pills for him, Xue Lan seemed to want to say something, but the blood kept spilling out of his mouth, Nian Junyao reached out to cover it, but covered a mouthful of blood, in vain.

"Ah Lan!" Nian Jin Shuben was also injured, staggered and knelt beside him, to grab his hand, "Ah Lan......"

Xue Lan actually couldn't see the faces of Nian Jinshu and Nian Jun Yao, his eyes were constantly ghosted, steaming with golden light, his body seemed to be impacted by a huge demonic qi, the golden pill in his body seemed to be cracked, and the spiritual power was constantly swallowed by the demonic qi, the power of the demon king's long sword was extraordinary, and his small body couldn't resist it at all.

But he knew that the eldest brother and Xiaojinshu must have cried.

He felt the damp tears.

I heard Xiao Jinshu's sad call.

He didn't know where he got the courage to block the sword in front of Nian Jun Yao, but before he could react to his reason, his body flew over, he was not hurt at all in mid-air, and his movements were faster than Nian Jinshu's movements.

Is he going to die?

"Big brother......" As soon as he spoke, blood spit out like water, Nian Junyao's hands trembled, hugging him tightly, wanting to scold him for being stupid, scolding him for being stupid, scolding him for being stupid, and scolding him...... But he couldn't scold a word, Nian Junyao hugged him stiffly, "Don't speak, don't talk first." ”

He put his palm on Xue Lan's back, constantly injecting spiritual power, maintaining Xue Lan's heart, Nian Jinshu's eyes were red, and he smashed on the back of Xue Lan's hand, and tears wet the back of Xue Lan's hand.

Xue Lan knew that Xiao Jinshu was crying, he wanted to raise his hand, touch her face, and tell her not to be sad, those who cultivate immortals will die one day, he just regrets that he died a little early.

He still has secrets, and he didn't have time to tell his eldest brother.

Xue Yongye's hand holding the long sword, shook slightly, the corners of his eyes tightened, the wind and snow fell on his hair bun and turned white, he walked towards Xue Lan slowly step by step, Xue Lan's cultivation couldn't stand his sword, and his heart must be broken, Nian Junyao desperately protected his heart, but he still felt his weak heartbeat.

Nian Jinshu looked at him angrily, and Xue Yongye said coldly, "Get out of the way, I can save him." ”

The brothers and sisters of the Nian family, their eyes were red, looking at him hatefully and vigilantly, Xue Yongye smiled, "Xiao Jinshu, have you thought about it? Is it the falling demon with me, or is it the night thick? If you don't want to, it seems to be him, and then your eldest brother." ”

Nian Jinshu hated so much that her teeth chattered, and she closed her eyes, "You kill me, but you let them go." ”

"Ah Jin ......"

Xue Lan grabbed the skirt of the Nian Jin Book with one hand, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and the blood was on the white skirt of the Nian Jin Book, blooming a bright flower, Xue Lan paused word by word, and the words were clear, "The master doesn't want you to save it!"

But how could Nian Jinshu watch him die, her life, in exchange for Xue Lan's life, it was worth it, Xue Lan died for her in the previous life, she couldn't watch Xue Lan die anymore.

"Save him, my life is due to you!"

Xue Yongye seemed to be satisfied, and he was relieved in his heart, and helped Xue Lan up, sat behind him, and a dark aura came out of his body, enveloping Xue Lan.

The soul bell said, "A-Niang, you have thought about it, you can't die." ”

Nian Jinshu was very calm, "After I die, don't let me become a dead ghost, you will let me be reincarnated immediately." ”

"......" Soul Bell cried and grabbed the ground, "It's too difficult." ”