The ice ridges fell, filling the vast world with boundless flickering.

The snow and ice were covered with blood-red moonlight, and everything didn't seem real. Is it like this when people are dying?

That person is an immortal, and he is also like a soul envoy from another world......

His steps were not hurried, and he saw her lying on the ground like this, but she seemed to be floating down from the air with a blood-colored smoothness. The footprints are getting deeper.

Step by step, step by step, on this thick ice and snow that seemed to be a world away. In this way, Dai Lingyu tried hard to see clearly. It turns out that it is really Yang Ling?

He rode the wind and snow, and it seemed that they were all indescribable Shaohua streamers reversed, where did they meet?

This world, from that dim and suddenly bright starlight. Dai Lingyu hooked her lips and smiled, as if her soul had soared.

The body that was gradually cooling was beating faster, as if it had soared. It doesn't hurt anymore, it's full of shock and joy.

She was happy.

Whether the Yang Spirit in front of her is alive or dead, real or illusory, she is happy.

If it was alive, then it turned out that Yang Ling was not dead, and she would cry with joy.

And if he has already become a star in another world, whether it is from the side of the bridge to look back and come, or from the edge of the sky to appear in front of her Dai Lingyu again, she can't help but be happy.

The girl's feelings are all poems, life and death are at stake, but she just sees this haunting dream, as if it is the most soul-touching attraction. This figure was like a miracle, so that after Dai Lingyu flowed too much blood, she gradually couldn't feel the pain.

"Yang Ling ......" is suspected to be an immortal who has fallen for nine days. Yang Ling may not have been a mortal figure in the first place.

He's here to see her off? His eyes were full of tears. Dai Lingyu muttered, and she didn't feel that tears were slipping from the corners of her eyes.

But because of the extreme cold climate, it dried up in the slip.

If Senior Brother Yang Ling came to pick her up, then she really had no regrets in this life. Whether it is to go to the Netherworld or to the Infernal Hell, she Dai Lingyu yearns for it.

It's strange, the pain that tears my heart seems to fly away, detached. Her body didn't feel the cold and pain, but it made her pale, and the corners of her pale lips curled up, and she couldn't help but smile.

Yang Ling, did he come to pick her up?

Ye Tian lowered his eyes, he looked at Dai Lingyu a few steps away, condescending, thinking that he could stand by and watch. But I don't know why I am involved in my heart? Hypocritical, he thought that his four years in Hongyanmen were just perfunctory and perfunctory.

Is he too selfish? In order to find a place of refuge to practice demonic skills, he convinced all his fellow disciples that he was the harmless Yang Spirit of humans and animals.

So, they all thought he was a good person.

He is a good apprentice with benevolence and righteousness, talented, and exquisite, which makes everyone hope deeply" Yang Ling. ”

Senior sister is hopeless.

The man left no room at all. This killer move unexpectedly attacked Dai Lingyu, his heart was broken, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Dai Lingyu didn't even have a chance to call for help, just like that, she couldn't make a sound in her throat, so she could only wait quietly to die.

…… Was the man trying to stumble on his feet, or was he testing his reaction?

Who that person was, he even knew Dai Lingyu. Who the hell is it?!

"Senior brother, are you coming to pick me up?" Raising her head hard, Dai Lingyu's heart was broken, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily dripped blood.

She looked at him as if she were looking at the brightest and only star in the world.

If her infatuation does not change, she has been in love with him since the beginning of her love. Even if nothing has happened to them, this incomprehensible root of love has already been planted in this life, and the light bursting in the eyes of the dying person seems to be a sign of returning to the light.

The slender jade fingers like shallots were raised, as if to hold the "Yang Ling" who was close at hand but refused to approach.

She's so tired, why doesn't her junior brother take a step forward?

She wanted to hold his hand, she wanted to talk to him a lot. At that time, the separation was too hasty, and she didn't have time to explain a lot of things to him.

With her eyes full of hope, Dai Lingyu's pupils dilated and her eyes turned gray. She seemed to be looking at him, but also as if she was looking at an illusion of the past.

The brilliance in his eyes, full of memories, hit Ye Tian's determination to be indifferent to the end.

"Senior sister!" Just when Dai Lingyu was about to break off in one breath, her eyes couldn't support it, and her hand fell, in the lightning, she finally heard this familiar name.

And the hand that fell into the void finally shook the person who had been thinking about it for a long time.

Young Lingken recognized her...... She knew he wasn't bad! Nor is he a hard-hearted person......