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Gray Wu fell.

That black crescent moon melted his entire body!

Then, devoured him.

The knife in Chu Xiaoye's hand seemed to suddenly surge into a trace of unfamiliar power!

It turns out that this Demon Slayer Blade can only become more and more powerful by devouring demons!

The blade, which looked like the night sky, gradually faded from black and regained its light.

It's like night is coming to day.

The Blade of Ice Spirit also returned to its original form, turning into a thin knife that was crystal clear.

Chu Xiaoye held the knife and hurriedly swept in front of Xi Meng's body.

The body of the dream has turned into smoke and is gradually drifting away.

He reached out and tried to grab it, but couldn't catch anything.

Smoke flowed between his fingers and drifted between heaven and earth.

Ximeng's faint voice sounded: "Childe, the slave is very happy...... Slave and maid, finally free......"

Chu Xiaoye lowered his head and clenched the knife in his hand.

Ximeng's figure is getting weaker and fainter, and her voice is getting weaker and weaker: "Red lady...... and a daughter...... Childe, please, ......"

Chu Xiaoye's hand holding the knife was trembling, and he said in a low voice: "I will find her and take care of her, forever!"

"Thank you...... Childe ......"

After saying that, Ximeng's transparent body finally completely dissipated and turned into nothing!

Chu Xiaoye trembled and stretched out his hand and grabbed a wisp of air, as if the ancient and mysterious oil lamp appeared in front of him, the light was faint, but it would never be extinguished.

She was confined to a boat, drifting every day and night, losing all joy and freedom.

Not far from the ground.

The stump of the red lady was severed, soaked in bright red blood, and had turned cold.

The pig demon has no corpse left.

The two halves of Sun Xingzhi's body are close at hand, but they are close to the end of the world, separated forever.

Chu Xiaoye stood up and held the knife, but the knife became very heavy, so heavy that he wanted to throw it away, but he held it tighter.

Their lives were exchanged for this wisp of sword soul.

And with a knife in his hand, he naturally has to shoulder more things.

These things, even if the weight makes him breathless, he can only hold them tightly and dare not throw them away.

He walked over to the body of the Red Lady.

In the palm of the broken arm, he held a red jade pendant.

On the jade pendant, a kitten is carved and two small characters.

"Little Skin. ”

Chu Xiaoye stretched out his hand, took the jade pendant in his hand, stroked it carefully, and promised in a heavy tone: "Don't worry, as long as I live, your daughter will never be bullied in any way!"

And then.

He got up and left.

In the main hall, there was a "bang", and a flame ignited, enveloping all the corpses on the ground.

Meanwhile.

In the middle of a deep passage.

The demon Nur is swinging the blood knife in his hand, slashing at a layer of golden light shield one by one!

In the light mask, there were five girls with injuries.

In Fengle's hand, he held a small golden tripod, and wisps of golden light emanated from the tripod, supporting the golden light shield that protected the five people.

They're all out of the fight.

can only use this small tripod to resist the killing of the demon outside for the time being.

This small tripod was a treasure given to her by her master before leaving.

Shizun once told her that this was a life-saving defensive magic weapon, and she should not use it unless she had to, because in terms of her cultivation, the spiritual power consumed by this magic weapon was definitely not something she could bear.

However, the time has come to have to use it.

If you don't have to, everyone will die.

The spiritual power in Fengle's body was continuously transmitted into Xiao Ding in his hand, and his already snow-white face became even more pale and bloodless.

Wind Chime took out all the pills on her body and fed them to her.

Shangguan Xuelan, who woke up, also took out the elixir given by the master before leaving and handed it to the wind chime.

She didn't wait in despair like everyone else.

After swallowing a few pills, she began to close her eyes and repair the scars in her body.

Her white dress was covered with bloodstains, and there was a piercing pain in her body, but her beautiful face was still as cold as ever, and there was no painful look on her face.

Before she consumed her life and her body to stimulate her potential, she left irreversible wounds.

If she were alone, she might give up.

However, now that there are so many people, she must not affect them because of her own reasons.

Even if the mask disappeared for a while, she would never go all the way with them again when she ran away.

This demon is here for her.

So, if you want to die, let's die for her alone.

In her mind, she couldn't help but think of that figure, and the pain in her heart made all the pain of the wound indifferent.

He is afraid that he has been disappointed in her.

He beat her, scolded her, and finally went away in anger, taking away her heart, and all her hope and courage to live.

At this moment, his heart was probably full of anger, disgust and disgust for her.

In that time, bit by bit, it was all his figure.

scolded him for being a bastard on his lips, and his face was disdainful and cold to him, but he was never happy and happy in his heart, and he couldn't help but think of him.

I think of his hate, I think of his bullying, I think of his smell, and his clothes.

From childhood to adulthood, it was that time that made her irritable heart and hot physique quiet and calm.

made her feel that this world is actually quite beautiful.

Now.

Everything will come to an end.

And he will never smile at her again, glare at her, bully her, or even look at her more.

From now on, we will never see you again!

What cruel words.

How could he say it?

Heh, heh.

"Senior Sister Shangguan, what's wrong with you?"

Wind Chimes suddenly saw her tears and slipped down.

Shangguan Xuelan closed her eyes, as if she was immersed in some world, forgetting everything around her.

"Boom!"

Outside the shield, the demon's attack is still fierce!

Nur's pupilless eyes showed extreme anger and hideousness, and the blood-colored long knife in his hand frantically slashed at the shield!

Xiao Ding in Fengle's hand trembled slightly, and the golden light emitted began to fade.

Her face was pale, and the spiritual power in her body was almost exhausted.

There was a hint of despair in her eyes, and the horror and panic that this age should have.

Bai Qingqing and the good spirit also sat silently beside them, waiting for the terrible ending that was coming.

The message has been sent.

The disciples of Snow Dragon Island who entered the valley could all get the news.

However, until now, no one has rushed to the rescue.

Most of the disciples died.

Those who are not dead are also busy with their own tasks.

No one is going to kill themselves.

The one on the outside isn't your average demon.

Therefore, they have long been desperate.

The bloody knife is chopping!

The golden light mask is trembling!

The girls in the mask were close together, waiting in despair and silence.

Die and die.

However, this kind of waiting for death is indeed uncomfortable.

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