Jing Yan didn't let Tang Ying know the role of the Black Lotus, in order to prevent the Black Lotus from waking up. Liu Yuanzhai left Tang Ying at the end, also to prevent Black Lotus from waking up early.

Tang Ying's everything has been ruined, and she doesn't even have the meaning of living, so why worry about half a point?

Since everyone is so jealous of the black lotus, then wake it up, and before dying, figure out what the black lotus is, for Tang Ying, it can be regarded as a passable end to life.

Turning back to the center of the room, I don't know when, the hole has been sealed with dirt, and I kicked it, obviously it was dirt, but it was harder than cement, and I didn't need to think about it to know that it was made by Jingyan.

Tang Ying came here, not because she was still playing yellow cloth, but for the knife.

Silently picked up the knife and stared at the still sharp blade in a daze.

Since it failed to cut the yellow cloth, it could at least cut Tang Ying's skin. The corners of Tang Ying's mouth outlined a helpless arc, at the beginning, he used blood to summon Jing Yan into his life, and now he uses blood as the ending, which can be regarded as a beginning and an end.

The cold blade, cutting through the skin and sinking into the flesh, the feeling is indescribably subtle.

The blood vessels and tendons were cut at the same time, and before that, Tang Ying, who was even afraid of injections, probably wouldn't have thought that she would have the courage to commit suicide by cutting her wrists, and she didn't even frown.

The blood flowed out like money, gradually gathering into a small puddle of blood on the ground.

As more and more blood was lost from the body, accompanied by an earth-shaking feeling of dizziness, Tang Ying only felt that her legs were weak, and she fell directly to the ground.

Relying on the last bit of strength, Tang Ying used her other intact hand, holding the knife, to her left chest and stabbed it fiercely.

Looking at the wrist that had stopped bleeding, Tang Ying couldn't help but sneer: "You can't heal this time......

This is the last sentence Tang Ying said, and it is also the last sentence in her life. Last time, when she rushed to the ghost gate without hesitation, Jing Yan dragged her back, this time, no one could drag Tang Ying back again, death will come after all.

Tang Ying completely lost consciousness, and Chen Jinguang, who was not far away, also fell into a state of shock, so no one noticed that when blood continued to gush out of Tang Ying's body, losing the power of restraint and balance, the black lotus on Tang Ying's shoulder exuded a dazzling brilliance like stars.

This brilliant light, which ordinary people couldn't see at all, reflected Tang Ying's body in light blue.

The innate treasure blood that flowed out of Tang Ying's body and was mixed with the stump and broken arm of the evil thing also shone brightly, and it was a bewitching and dazzling red.

Where is the blood, it is clearly hot molten iron! Any severed limb that came into contact with blood burst into flames in an instant, spreading at an alarming rate, and in a matter of seconds, the flames engulfed the entire room. The stumps and severed arms of the evil creatures, and the flesh and ashes on the walls, all disappeared under the baptism of fire.

The fire also engulfed Chen Jinguang, and the strange thing is that instead of burning Chen Jinguang to ashes, this flame baked Chen Jinguang's body bright red.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the flames were extinguished instantly, and the purgatory-like room was completely renewed, and the walls, floor, and ceiling returned to their original appearance, as if they had never been touched by evil things.