If she resisted at that time, she might still have a chance to survive.

But Lian Yan didn't make a move, she stepped forward and walked into the formation little by little. She was originally begging for death.

The black vines that were clasped in his heart tightened for a moment, and even grew colorful spikes, piercing that heart with blood.

The demon queen naturally didn't want to die like this, but after all, she underestimated the woman's ability, thinking that she could control the woman with just one Yuan Spirit. She overestimated herself and underestimated Lian Yan's obsession with the owner of the pine forest.

When the vine wrapped around the woman's heart, the demon queen thought she was about to come back to life.

But dead things are dead things, and the lives created by God should have their own destinations. Wraiths are resentful spirits, destined to stay in the sea of rebirth and suffer terribly. This world is inherently unfair, and not all struggles can achieve a good result.

In the final analysis, she is just an illusion, even if she strangely manipulates everyone's minds, after all, heaven and earth are intolerable.

The demon queen was unwilling, struggling hard, roaring, the black vines that spread across Lian Yan's heart were going to penetrate, and the corners of Lian Yan's lips were gushing blood, but she still struggled and walked into the formation step by step.

With a faint trace of obsession, the Nine Springs Demon Queen was not defeated after all.

Lian Yan heard a scream in her heart, and the corners of her lips slowly faded into a smile.

Bai Lan was taken aback, and hurriedly wanted to take back the move, but it was too late after all.

How powerful is the Demon Suppression Array? As soon as the woman's footsteps were taken, a thunderbolt struck her heavenly spirit. Lian Yan screamed, blood rolled down from her eyebrows, and her figure suddenly poured.

Bai Lan, who was just now, was indeed angry and her eyes were red, and when she calmed down at this time, her heart felt a little painful. He had never thought of taking her life.

He didn't want her to die anytime or anywhere."No—"

With an almost furious roar, Bai Lan hurriedly raised his hand to retract the formation, but it was too late after all.

The moment the Demon Formation retracted, the woman had already been hit by four thunderbolts. Blood splattered all over his body, and he rolled into a bloody man.

It's over...... It's over......

How short is this life...... Can do it yourself. That's enough. There was a little reluctance and bitterness in my heart, and it gradually spread.

His disappearance is also inevitable, this was originally the story of him and Xiaoxue, he was just an innocent passerby, and he innocently broke into the world of those two. Absurdly in love with someone. Now. It's time to leave.

Lian Yan's eyes were blurred, and she only felt that the starlight tonight was very bright.

Bai Lan seemed to be crazy and had to step forward and hug the fallen body.

"Damn it!"

"You don't want to die!"

"Yan'er, Yan'er!"

Word after word, he shouted aptly.

Lian Yan raised her hand to grab the placket of his clothes, and struggled to call out his name, "Bai Lan......"

"The host ......"

She struggled. Trying to say something.

"Don't speak, I'll save you."

"Why are you so stupid...... Why ...... You can survive! ”

A heart seems to be clenched in an instant. Bai Lan's eyes were sour, and she raised her hand to stop the bleeding for the woman. Lian Yan squeezed out a smile, but slowly took his hand away.

"It's useless." She muttered. "Master, you don't have to save me, let me go."

"Master, you ...... You still can't do it......"

"That's enough, what I want, that's enough."

Blood poured out of her mouth, but she didn't have the strength to wipe it away. Bai Lan hurriedly helped her wipe it.

The woman smiled brightly, and time seemed to return to the former pine forest fairyland.

It was a place she would never go back to.

If you stop that thought, if you just don't understand anything, stay by his side, accompany him to watch the snow, and pick pine seeds, then at least you can accompany him until the end of time.

But all this, it seems, can't be done.

Lian Yan smiled and clenched his arms very tightly, "If it weren't for Xiaoxue...... If...... Ahem..... "She used all her strength and choked on the blood.

"Don't say any more, go back with me first, and I'll save you."

"I'll ask my mother to save you."

"If there is no Xiaoxue, you will not become a Buddha, I will not be a demon, you, would you like to love me?"

Two lines of blood and tears dripped out in an instant. That kind of blood and tears seemed to drip in Bai Lan's heart, and the corners of his lips moved, wanting to answer.

The woman's hand was covering him, and she shook her head with difficulty, "Don't...... Don't say it, let me leave a trace of thought, okay, okay. ”

Almost holding on to her last breath, she finished the sentence, and her eyes closed slightly.

She died, like the flying snow drifting in the pine forest fairyland, in his arms, disappearing silently.

The person in his arms, his body slowly became very light and light, and he slowly became transparent like snow, and finally dissipated with the wind.

Bai Lan looked at her hands blankly, and her heart felt empty. In this life, I didn't hold anything. So the two women who tried their best to protect it, in the end, they couldn't protect anything.

When the woman's body was transparent, she saw a touch of snow white slowly condensed, and the Yuan Spirit merged into the white fox's body, and it moved its body, but it slowly woke up.

Bai Lan turned her head helplessly, and she could only smile bitterly at this time. She was alive, but Lian Yan died. Even if the meaning is different, Lian Yan is still an irreplaceable existence in his eyes.

He sighed, "I should have known, I should have known that you were such a kind girl, how could you kill someone so easily?" ”

"Yan'er ......"

"I'm wrong about you."

He called out in a low voice, but his eyes were empty and blank.

Everything happened right now, and it's finally irreparable.

Far away, at this time, one scene after another was staged.

It was raining lightly in that place, dripping from dusk to night. It hasn't stopped.

Tao Xiaoyi carried the man on her back and stepped in the mud step by step. She walked with great difficulty, and she suddenly began to hate herself, why didn't she learn a little kung fu in the first place, and she didn't know a little magic. If she was willing to learn half a point, then today, it would not be like this.

She watched his blood flow little by little. and the rain flowed all over the ground. But apart from tearing his clothes and bandaging him, she couldn't even help stop the bleeding. For the first time, Tao Xiaoyi felt that she was so useless. She doesn't like this kind of rain, but she is the simplest, and she doesn't even have the ability to call the wind and rain. There is boundless regret in my heart, but I can't use half of my strength.

She listened to him and hummed a ballad for him. Humming all the time. Don't dare to stop.

She didn't dare to talk to him. Singing to himself, step by step from dusk to night.

What hours of fear were there? Every step is thrilling...... Tao Xiaoyi felt that her heart was about to jump out. She sang and sang like that, singing until she choked up. Teardrops and rain slowly rolled down. Her body also slowly weakened.

In a trance. Tripped by something under his feet, Tao Xiaoyi exclaimed in surprise and fell out of more than ten meters.

The wind was unintentionally weak, and without her support, it fell to the ground. Tao Xiaoyi cried and struggled to climb forward, but felt that the man's body was already cold.

He's been dead for a long time.

Tao Xiaoyi stretched out her hand, probed his snort, laughed, and felt that she couldn't shed tears.

"The host ......"

"Master......

The strength of his whole body was hollowed out, and Tao Xiaoyi couldn't bear it anymore, so she exhaled and poured it on him.

The rain poured down from the zenith, drenching the woman's whole body.

It was about a long, long time, and when Tao Xiaoyi opened her eyes, the rain stopped and the sky was bright.

She opened her eyelids, her eyes glazed over the white clothes in front of her.

"Brother Bai Lan......"

She called out the name in a daze, covering her eyes with one hand.

"I'm sorry ......"

"Neither I nor the master can stand up to you."

"It's the master, who hurt you and Sister Yan......"

She was blank, and she lifted up the body that had been dead for a long time, and hugged it tightly like that, without letting go. "I'm sorry, I couldn't persuade him, I couldn't persuade him, and things will become the way they are today, Brother Bai Lan."

The woman covered her eyes and cried hysterically.

"He's dead."

Bai Lan closed her eyes and said the truth lightly. "It's his own choice."

"Hey, friend......"

Bai Lan sighed and raised his hand to dissipate his figure.

Tao Xiaoyi sat on the ground blankly, her eyes were empty, and her eyes could no longer accommodate anything.

Bai Lan stepped forward and patted the woman's shoulder, "He's dead, come back with me." ”

Bai Lan handed the wind's unintentional Heartless Sword into her hand.

The woman took it in a trance, still staring at everything in front of her. Bai Lan pressed her shoulders, "Xiaoyi, go back to the Pine Forest Wonderland with me, and I will take good care of you for him." ”

Tao Xiaoyi squeezed the Wuxin in her hand hard, she raised her head and smiled miserably, then shook her head. "Brother Bai Lan, the master is not dead, he lives in this sword, he is not dead......"

Staring at her slightly expectant expression, Bai Lan really couldn't bear to tell the truth again.

Tao Xiaoyi staggered to her feet and walked into the distance in that night, she walked very slowly, she turned around and smiled at Bai Lan, "Brother Bai Lan, don't worry about me, I'm fine, I'll go to him, he needs me so much, he doesn't hesitate to imprison me and want me to stay by his side, now that I'm gone, how lonely he should be..... I will be with him, and I will be with him forever and ever. ”

The woman's voice was very faint, and when she finished speaking, the light pink figure walked farther and farther away in the night.

Bai Lan stretched out her hand, but she didn't stop her after all.

That small figure looked very gloomy.

Bai Lan grasped the fading breath in his hand, and sighed unconsciously. Yes, Wind Unintentional is indeed a resentful spirit. However, he was able to leave the Sea of Reincarnation and transform into an entity, operating in the ancient capital of Haolian and the Yuehua Continent. Just because he is not an ordinary resentful spirit, the seal of the creator god has no effect on him. I still remember the sentence that Zhijun recited before he died, pointing to the sky, "I...... I hate it! ”

The wind is unintentionally a resentful spirit turned into Zhijun's last breath of resentment.

Contaminated with Zhijun's aura, of course the Creation God could not be sealed. It's just that...... After all, he is an illusion that heaven and earth do not tolerate.

And today. This illusion is finally over.

On one side is a bleak farewell, and on the other side is a vigorous battlefield.

It's a bit too much to say vigorously. The bang has long passed, and this battle. It's clearly coming to an end.

Jiang Antong was close to the dragon's physical strength, and with the ability to fight, he barely left the Phantom King alone. Let alone. Fang had fought with the wind for so long, and her body was a little shaky.

Although Shui Liuyu was inadvertently stabbed by the wind, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it except for a little blood.

Shui Liuyu stepped forward, his eyes contemptuous.

The Phantom King wants to stand up and fight again. Shui Liuyu only sneered. Take a light step on your feet. A doppelganger stepped forward in an instant and slapped the Phantom King on the shoulder.

That palm is really heavy, very heavy. Tough as a phantom king, he was also knocked back many steps by him. The Phantom King spat out the blood in his mouth, and his palm clutched the dragon's head staff tighter and tighter. But the water flowed away from the offensive, Phantom King. It didn't attract his attention in the slightest.

"It's over, oracle."

"I don't want to play any games with you anymore."

He said such a sentence coldly, and almost at the same time, the turquoise palm print in his hand instantly turned into a skeleton, and attacked Jiang An fiercely.

Jiang An had no choice but to stand up and raise his sword to meet him.

Exhausted Jiang An, if he takes it, he will die, he will definitely die ugly. But at this moment, something strange happened. I don't know where it came from, a fierce sword light, blue purple and purple, and with one blow, it completely wiped out Shui Liuyu's attack.

This time, Shui Liuyu was really surprised. But Jiang An seemed to have expected it, and there was no surprise on his face.

In front of everyone's eyes, a purple dress gradually faded out.

The person who came turned his back to Jiang An, flowed towards the water, and slowly drew his knife. From that graceful figure, it can be vaguely seen that it is a woman. Her hair was scattered, as white as snow, and fell to her waist.

She turned her back to everyone, raised her hand and took the trick of the water flow, and her footsteps were steady, without the slightest intention of being unable to parry.

These skills......

The Phantom King narrowed his eyes, and was thinking about who the person in front of him was, what his position was, whether he was an enemy or a friend, and he heard Jiang An call in a low voice, "Ah Wei." ”

Originally...... Is it Mo Ruowei's girl? If she is really a descendant of Zhijun, she really didn't die! The Phantom King breathed a long sigh of relief, and it was as if he had put down a stone in his heart. She glanced at the woman approvingly, and felt that it was good, this time she had experienced a catastrophe, and it seemed that her skills had improved a lot. With Mo Ruowei dragging her this time, she was able to calm down and recover her strength.

Mo Ruowei heard the whisper, and she tilted her head slightly, "Are you okay?" ”

"It doesn't matter." Jiang An stood up with a sword.

"Don't move."

Knowing what Mo Ruowei meant, Jiang An didn't move, sat down and tried his best to recover his strength.

Jiang An looked at the woman in front of him, and his heart felt sad. Her silver hair is very eye-catching, what is the reason why her sideburns turn white overnight? Jiang An didn't have to think about it, and his heart was filled with boundless guilt and distress.

Shui Liuyu was slightly surprised when he saw the woman's face, and then he smiled slightly.

"Baby, you're so resilient, you're not dead yet."

"I've let you down."

Mo Ruowei didn't want to say more to him at all, so she picked up the Doomsday Monarch in her hand and stepped forward to fight.

After only a few rounds of fighting, Shui Liuyu was greatly surprised. If it was before, although Mo Ruowei inherited the name of Zhijun, it was only in vain, and in terms of skill, she couldn't even take a trick from herself, but when she returned this time, her appearance changed greatly, and her skills improved to the point that it would take a lot of strength to deal with it.

After a few moves, Shui Liuyu felt a little struggling, so he took a few steps back.

"Baby, this time, your skills have improved, which makes this seat admire."

Mo Ruowei's blade lightly pointed and sneered, "If this makes you admire, then you are not enough to admire." ”

Probably wanting a quick decision, Mo Ruowei didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, so she mentioned the Doomsday Monarch by herself, and an incomparable majestic aura swirled above the sword, rolling like a monstrous wave.

In the distance, the sound of turbulent waves was heard. Even the air became moist.

The temperature around him became cold every minute, and above the Doomsday Monarch, clusters of ice chrysanthemums slowly bloomed.

"It's ...... It's ......"

The Phantom King's eyes suddenly filled with an extremely astonishing light. She exclaimed, "This is the power of the sea god, Ruowei!" ”

The woman didn't have the time to answer her. jumped up and danced, and the majestic sword qi in his hand instantly struck out, overwhelmingly surging towards the water.

The man's eyes were even more surprised. There seemed to be some kind of light in my heart, and it flickered. Once again, a sense of familiarity came over me. He was originally the dead sea god Li Xi, and after 20,000 years, he encountered the same move again. But my heart still hurts a little.

That's not how it should feel right now!

Damn Li Xi!

Shui Liuyu suddenly became angry. Being so conscious. has been imperceptibly influenced for so long, and Shui Liuzhen has an unspeakable rejection of the soul hidden in the corner of his heart.

But he seemed to have forgotten that now was not the time to argue.

When the incomparable sword qi came to his body, Shui Liuyu reacted, and he hurriedly raised his palm to meet the attack.

But after all, it was too late. The sword qi did not slow down a point, and it slashed at his body.

The water snorted in pain. From the neck to the lower abdomen, a deep wound was opened.

When you touch your hand, it's the blood of your hand.

Shui Liuyu threw out the blood, he snorted coldly, closed his eyes, and wanted to let the wound heal automatically, but suddenly found that no matter how hard he tried, there was no way to heal the wound.

What about the incomparably strong self-healing ability in the past?

Shui Liuyu was suddenly stunned. At this moment, he remembered the heartless sword that Feng had unintentionally stabbed into his abdomen. I see, it turns out that the wind unintentionally fought for his life, and what stabbed into his body was a magic weapon that eliminated his self-healing ability.

"Do you think you'll lose this seat like this?"

Shui Liuyu smiled, and smiled extremely strangely.

What about this deep wound? He let the dripping blood drip and tear off the blood-stained clothes indifferently.

"Baby, you really surprised this seat."

"This time, though, you're really going to have to pay attention."

After saying that, Shui Liuyu's face flashed with an unprecedented look of seriousness.

He was really angry, not just angry, even angry. Even his eyes turned into a pure black color that he had never seen before.

"Be careful, Avi!" Holding back the injury, Jiang An reminded the woman worriedly.

Mo Ruowei didn't answer, and picked up her knife to meet it seriously.

Shui Liuyu sneered, and when he raised his hand, nine black dragons struck the woman in front of him from all directions from the sky.

The black dragon blocked all the retreats, leaving Mo Ruowei with nowhere to go even if she wanted to dodge sideways. And the overwhelming momentum of overturning the river and the sea is something that Mo Ruowei feels that she can't deal with from the bottom of her bones.

Mo Ruowei gritted her teeth, raised her knife and leaned over, above the nine heavens, trying her best to eliminate the nine black dragons, but she didn't expect that above her head, a more powerful qi struck out, she was frightened and wanted to escape, took a step back, but was slapped the back.

That palm was extremely heavy, and the most fatal thing was that it hit the heart with a foot.

Mo Ruowei only felt that her heart was torn, and she fell to the ground with a scream, blood and dirt, stained into a mud.

Shui Liuyu raised his hand and continued to attack.

Jiang An shouted, "Awei!" Ignoring his unhealed injuries, he hurriedly stood up, brushed a few swords, and untied a few palms that Shui Liuyu continued.

"Avi!"

Jiang An hurriedly helped the woman up, but she didn't look at him and brushed his hand away.

"...... Awei"

Jiang An's heart seemed to have been pinched hard, and it hurt so much that it was difficult to hold on.

Mo Ruowei stuck the long knife into the ground and choked out a mouthful of blood. Such a blood color, red and red, so red that Jiang An was a little frightened. Even if he grew up in Yuehua, Jiang An still knew what it meant for the people of the demon clan to shed bright red blood.

"Awei, you ......"

"Now is not the time to say that."

Mo Ruowei struggled, but did not stand up. Jiang An put her together and raised his hand to meet the flow of water.

Shui Liuyu sneered, "Divine Messenger, can you keep your woman?" ”

"She was badly wounded, and if she wasn't healed right away, she would die."

Shui Liuyu was provocative, but there was no need to provoke, there was no need to remind, Jiang An could see the offensive Jiang An clearly, and he knew clearly what Mo Ruowei's body was. So...... Even if his injuries didn't heal, he couldn't let her be in danger anymore.

"You can't save anyone."

Shui Liujin chanted, and then the Buddha's sleeve took a step, and he turned into four clones, and the Phantom King, Lilong, who had completed the healing, and Mo Ruowei, who was heavily injured, attacked the past. Killing a doppelganger in such a state of water flowing, needless to say, is the Phantom King, and even for Jiang An, it is difficult. To that is not yet a l3l4