Liu Song didn't know if Feng Lang and Qu Rao were real couples, or the feeling of the two of them, from the perspective of an audience, he was standing in Zhu Lingfeng and Xue Yu.

There was even some distress for Xue Yu, thinking that Zhu Lingfeng was a little blind and a scumbag.

What's going on??

Not only Liu Song alone has this feeling, but when filming the last scene, the crew has this feeling up and down.

Due to Leng Kite's rash advance, Zhu Lingfeng was almost killed by the Demon Ancestor in order to save her.

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"Hahaha-you guys die!"

The Demon Ancestor's whole body was shrouded in a pitch-black hood, and the black qi spread around his body, and when he raised his head to speak, only his empty eyes were shining.

After saying this, the huge scythe in his hand was raised high, and strings of blood dripped from the blade of Hessesen's scythe.

Zhu Lingfeng frowned, his narrow eyes were all cold, he held the unconscious Leng Kite in one hand, and resisted with a knot seal in the other.

He knew that he was already injured, and he had to protect Leng Kite at this time, and he was definitely not the opponent of the Demon Ancestor.

At this moment, a black shadow flashed in front of him, and Xue Yu flew in front of him, staring at him with sad eyes, her hands were open, her dark purple robe was hunting and flying, and many purple butterfly lights and shadows were dancing around.

When the Demon Ancestor saw that it was her, he paused slightly, but the sickle still harvested her body, and at this moment, the seal in Zhu Lingfeng's hand hit the Demon Ancestor hard.

"Bang-" sounded, the Demon Ancestor exploded, and the spirit was not there.

Originally, it was a thousand shots, no one could have any mistakes, Zhu Lingfeng had a cold kite in his arms here, and he didn't dare to make any moves, so he could only be conservative.

Now, with snow feathers in front of him, he naturally has no scruples.

Xue Yu fell heavily to the ground, the sickle was pierced in her body, her face was pale, her eyes flashed with tears, she raised her head, looking at Zhu Lingfeng expectantly.

At this time, Leng Kite had already woken up, and she cried with joy and hugged Zhu Lingfeng.

"Brother—Brother—"

Xue Yu shouted intermittently, and her eyes gradually began to drift.

She remembered that in the past, she practiced swords and ate with her senior brother, but she did something wrong, and her senior brother helped carry the black pot scene.

Tears rippled down her cheeks.

At this moment, Zhu Lingfeng also seemed to recall, but he had always been affectionate to his junior sister, and he had no love at all.

He couldn't give what she wanted.

"Division...... Brother ......"

Xue Yu didn't want anything, she just wanted her senior brother to hold her hand, and she could call herself junior sister as before.

She poked her hand out, and her body began to crystalline, and her feet slowly began to disappear little by little, and this little bit of erosion slowly developed upward.

Zhu Lingfeng was just about to step forward, but his hand was grabbed by Leng Kite, who looked at him and shook his head.

The people of the demon clan are not good people, and they are extremely cunning.

They were safe, and she didn't want them to be in danger.

Zhu Lingfeng hesitated for a moment, then didn't step forward, just looked at Xue Yu coldly.

Xue Yu kept crying, crying and crying her tears, which turned into bloody tears.

It turns out that I have always been addicted to it, ridiculous.