After the blow, the Nether Sword seemed to have exhausted all its strength, and its brilliance dissipated, and it once again attached itself to Lu Xiaonan's right arm and fell into a deeper sleep.

The soul messenger covered his chest, stood firmly, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and let out a terrible howl, the voice carried endless sadness and sadness, as if a woman who was deeply hurt by love, in the last moment of her life to the sky sent the most helpless question, her howl penetrated the sky, piercing people's souls, at this moment everyone in the entire Yizhou City heard a helpless and miserable woman crying, this voice made everyone sad from the bottom of their hearts, tears flowed.

Hua Chengyi, Aunt Li, and He Meimei, who were very close, all squatted down in pain with their heads in their hands, their faces were pale, and even Tu Feng frowned and snorted a few times in his sleep, only Lu Xiaonan looked at the soul envoy indifferently, this voice didn't seem to have any effect on him, but only Lu Xiaonan himself knew that there had already been a monstrous wave in his sea of consciousness, and countless memory fragments trembled violently, as if they were about to break through the seal and string together a complete memory......

In my memory, there was such a person who smiled, in my memory, there was such a person who was long-sleeved and kind, and in my memory, there was such a person who was willing to live and die......

But, just can't see who you are, the ruthless fog seals all the past, cut off from this life, breaks memories, breaks love, breaks is forgetfulness, and the sea of suffering is still boundless......

The feeling of splitting headache made Lu Xiaonan let out a bitter roar, the wound on his chest burst out, a large amount of blood was sprinkled, and under the approach of the soul envoy step by step, he retreated again and again, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

The soul envoy looked at Lu Xiaonan, looked at the nether sword that turned into a tattoo, opened her mouth, and only uttered a few strange syllables, she stretched out her hand, wanting to touch his face, but the jade sword drew a blue light across it, Lu Xiaonan had retreated to the side of the courtyard wall, but he was vigilant in the pain. Her face showed a painful struggle, I finally found you in the reincarnation of thousands of lifetimes, I am willing to exchange eternal sinking for a moment of clarity, I am willing to exchange the price of eternal fall into purgatory for a moment of warmth, but heh, you still forget me after all......

The soul envoy just stared at Lu Xiaonan, her pale face revealed a faint red, she had been tormented in the endless region for countless years, and the woman who was completely occupied by tyranny and anger, her consciousness fluctuated violently for the first time, sadness, resentment, hatred, remorse, hatred, hatred, hatred, and hatred, her expression was extremely complicated, and in the end, it was only a desolate color in her slightly dull eyes.

Lu Xiaonan clutched his chest and shook his dizzy head, and the wound on his eyebrows that was pierced by the fingernails of the Soul Envoy gradually healed under the action of Zhen Yuan, leaving only faint traces similar to a six-pointed star. He raised his head and looked at the soul envoy, but saw that the corners of her lips were slightly curled, as if she was about to squeeze out an expression, but there was a deep chill in Lu Xiaonan's eyes, and she retreated again and was already sticking to the wall.

She, a teenage little Lori, suddenly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were full of ruthless absoluteness, she turned around and walked away with her feet, covering her pierced chest and leaving step by step, dripping black blood connected into a line, and fell on the ground like a black flower on the other side, the flowers and leaves do not meet, and the meeting is eternal!

After taking a few steps, he suddenly looked back and stared deeply at Lu Xiaonan again, as if he wanted to remember his face deeply, and then turned away, and suddenly disappeared.

The soul envoy left so inexplicably, but He Meimei was still there, she added fuel to the fire when the soul envoy arrived, originally came with other purposes, but after seeing Lu Xiaonan, the woman who was blinded by hatred felt that everything else was not important, she wanted to kill the enemy with the help of the soul envoy, so that even if Hongguang Temple was investigated in the future, she could not be completely blamed on her head, as long as she could kill him, even if the original purpose was not achieved, I believe that the upper authorities would not blame her, If Lu Xiaonan's corpse can be brought back, maybe he can get a reward, and the corpse of Hongguang Temple walking in the world in the future will definitely be interested.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven, her temporary plan failed, she didn't expect Lu Xiaonan to have the hole card of the Netherworld Sword, and she didn't expect that the Netherworld Sword, which was only sharper before, could be so lethal to the ghosts in the underworld, too much thought made her a little dazed for a while, she thought of the consequences of the failure of the plan, thought of the punishment that was worse than death, her whole body trembled, the huge psychological gap made her emotions almost collapse, she shouted to the back of the soul envoy leaving, but she didn't see him look back, couldn't help but transfer the hatred to Lu Xiaonan again.

The two seriously injured and dying teenagers, since they can't be eliminated with the help of the hand of the soul envoy, then it's up to them to do it themselves, no matter how hard they struggle, they can't escape the palm of her hand, it's a big deal to leave Huaxia immediately after killing them, and never set foot half a step again, there are countless sinister places in the vast Nanyang, as long as they hide, no matter how strong Hongguang Temple and Zixiao Temple are, it is impossible to turn the entire Nanyang over to find her, not to mention the protection of the god of the underworld.

She has absolute confidence!

She stared at Lu Xiaonan and waved her hand, and the remaining seven owls rushed up again, while chanting incantations and casting the head-lowering technique again, in case the enemy dog jumped over the wall.

Lu Xiaonan laughed, "Do you want to pick up a bargain?" Even if the master is seriously injured, it is not something that you, a vicious woman, can humiliate! He was worried about He Meimei's weird head-lowering technique, but what else was there to be afraid of if people wanted to kill him? Enduring the sharp pain in his chest, he swung his sword and rushed to the middle of the owls, these owls were already moving slowly, even if he was badly injured, his body was still much faster than them, and each sword carried down a large number of feathers.

"Anyone can say big things, it depends on how you can escape your sister's life and death today!" He Meimei's head lowering technique this time was performed slowly, and her face was abnormally flushed, she had consumed a lot of money in order to save Xiaoxi's life before, and she had not fully recovered, and she had cast spells many times in the battle just now, and this time she had to cast a large number of deaths, and for a while, the thin mana in her body was unsustainable, and her body could hardly afford it, and a shadow had just risen, and it dissipated like smoke after a little while.

Lu Xiaonan laughed again, "Hiccup, barbarians are barbarians, they don't cultivate morality, they don't cultivate their bodies, they only pay attention to the Gou camp at the end of the side branches, and they can't get on the stage after all." ”

He Meimei let out a terrible sound, and once again forcibly condensed the evil arts, and the whole person was covered with hair, no longer as graceful and enchanting as before, like a shrew, reciting incantations over and over again.

"You demon woman, you have done a lot of evil, today the master will destroy you for Tianxingdao!" Lu Xiaonan felt that He Meimei was much easier to deal with than the soul envoy, at least there was a living person in front of him, he took a deep breath, his feet hit the ground, his body popped out suddenly, and he came to He Meimei through the owl's obstruction in an instant, and the jade sword in his hand slashed down towards her snow-white neck, without any sense of pity and pity.

He Meimei is a head lowering division, and there are many means of descending the head in terms of murdering others, but it is too much worse in terms of martial arts against the enemy, although He Meimei is different from the general head lowering division, she has practiced martial arts since she was a child, but she is still too far behind Lu Xiaonan, and she is in danger under a surprise attack. However, she also has her own means of saving her life, when Lu Xiaonan approached, there was a strong fragrance rippling up on her body in an instant, like a musk deer, which made people feel extremely comfortable after smelling, and slightly closed eyes were like wandering in the sea of flowers, the spring breeze was blowing, and the swifts were flying......

Lu Xiaonan's sword in his hand paused less than two centimeters away from He Meimei's pale neck, and the sharp aura of the jade sword left an extremely fine red blood mark on her skin.

He Meimei's eyelids jumped wildly, she was drenched in cold sweat, and she almost lost her head, she looked at Lu Xiaonan with misty eyes, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she stretched out her two fingers to clasp his eyes! It's just that He Meimei's hand was grabbed by a pair of extremely powerful hands as soon as she stretched out, she turned her head, that person was her husband, and the slightly chubby man came to him at some point, and couldn't help but say angrily, "He Qi, you dare to stop me!" ”