"Don't go...... Human emotions are the most beautiful things in the world, without emotion, living lifeless, even if longevity and Tianqi, even if youth is eternal, it is just a spring and autumn dream. Ding Jun, I have fled for 10,000 years, don't learn from me...... Lives were wasted......" said the eagle.

Fang Qing walked over and held Ding Jun's left hand.

Xue Wan also left Xue Youyan and came over to hold Ding Jun's right hand.

"Don't go, please, there are still many big things waiting for you to do outside the mountain!" Fang Qing said loudly.

"Don't go, I want you to live well, live well, be a happy person, live under the sun." Xue Wan said softly.

She frowned slightly, like a heart-warming Xizi, not screaming bitterness, but Ding Jun could feel how bitter she was in her heart, because he was beating in complete synchrony with her heart. The high priest Xue Yonglan is dead, and the person who pretended to be the high priest is also dead, and the hearts of the women in the city are disheartened, and they are about to fall apart in an instant. As a saint, Xue Wan has the responsibility to regroup, stabilize the city, and continue this relic of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, which has survived for hundreds of years.

Since she is a saint, she must abandon men and women, pick up the burden of a thousand catties alone, and never marry again for life.

"Does she love me? If she chooses to stay, she will give up on me, right?" With the help of the power of the "third eye", Ding Jun glimpsed Xue Wan's inner entanglement, but he could only "see", but he could not influence Xue Wan's thoughts.

"Don't go, I hope you're okay wherever I am. There is evil, I dare not say, but you must understand. I live on the greatest mission in the world, which is to become a saint and do my best for the future of the women's city. Therefore, I dare not say that evil, I can only let them become the withered grass on the grave. Ding Jun, you are different from me, you have the best future, don't be confused for a while......" Xue Wan stopped talking, but her heart kept "talking".

Ding Jun suddenly felt that he had also fallen into great sorrow. If you take a step forward and enter the world of the painted wall, you can instantly become an immortal, immortal, high above, overlooking the chaotic red mortal world. In that way, he will not suffer from difficult entanglements, but will only be a sober bystander. It's just that on the threshold between becoming an immortal and cultivating a fan, he must make up his mind to break the bond, because after becoming an immortal, it is impossible to regain the love of mortals.

After he became an immortal, he was able to help Xuewan with extraordinary power, and never gave up on her, so that she could easily perform her duties as a saint and always be safe from the invading of wind and rain. In that way, he sacrificed himself and made Snow Night.

He loves her, is it just that distant and lonely love, or is it true love?

A staring at immortals, I don't love it all my life, do you?

If he retreats backwards, does not embark on the road to becoming an immortal, and helps Xue Wan as a human being, it will be a matter of weakness and stretching after all. For example, today, if he didn't use the power of the gods, he would be killed by the superbrain "Blue Apostle", and Xue Wan, Fang Qing, and Xue Youyan all died here. Even the top elite of the Navy SEALs are no match for a superbrain like Kwon Sang-tu. What's more, since the first betrayal superbrain appeared in Area 51, there will be more rebels in the future.

Even the Pentagon, which is the world's No. 1 super-major leader, cannot control the "superbrain", and the strength of the rest of the countries can be imagined. At that time, the world will only fall into great chaos, and the women's city will not be able to settle in the end.

If he wants to protect his loved ones, he can only choose the path of becoming an immortal.

"I," Ding Jun muttered.

The woman standing on the edge of the painting wall flutters like a fairy. Her eyes were like a raised hand, full of endless longing.

"I'm still going, goodbye." Ding Jun took the first step.

"Don't go!" The eagle stretched out his right hand and waved the rope that tied the knot of his life. The rope howls in the wind, like a long whip of a spiritual snake, swinging at the woman in the painting.

At the same time, Fang Qing also pulled out two guns from his trouser pockets, knelt flat, and pulled the trigger continuously at the woman.

Xue Youyan swirled and danced, and dozens of withered yellow grass stems as sharp as steel needles shot out of her sleeves, stabbing the woman in the oblique thorns.

Snow night is the last to start, but the fastest to reach the edge of the wall. Her arms are stretched out, her right arm is forward, and her left arm is behind, which is the "Liuyun Sword Finger" in the Tang Dynasty's "Gongsun Da Niang Sword Dance", with the right index finger and middle finger standing side by side as the sword edge, and the five fingers of the left hand as the midnight orchid blooming momentum as the sword, the whole body is concentrated in between, stabbing the painting wall, and going deep into it, pointing at the woman's eyebrows.

The woman retreated quickly, and also pointed her sword, opposite to Xuewan's sword fingertips.

"Don't hurt her," Ding Jun shouted like thunder.

His third eye saw a cyan ominous aura gather and surge in the woman's body, unleashing it through his fingertips, repelling everyone's attacks.

In an instant, Xue Wan couldn't hurt the other party, but was taken advantage of by the green qi, and was shrouded in a green mist from his fingertips to his right elbow. It was only three seconds before half of her sleeve was corroded, and pieces fell like butterflies with folded wings. Even more terrifying, the bare part of her right arm, from the elbow forward, was suddenly petrified and turned blue-gray.

Ding Jun's whole body was shocked, and violent anger rose sharply from his heart, shooting out through the third eye, and the invisible heart fire turned into tangible fire, spraying into the painting wall, igniting the woman's long hair and clothes all over her body. The flames sprayed onto Xue Night's hands, and the blue-gray on the surface of his skin was burned away, like a wildfire in autumn, tearing apart the darkness of the raging cold night and burning the dead grass and straw all over the ground.

Fire, which burns up a qiē, but gives birth to a qiē, is the most courageous force that promotes human evolution and social development. In ancient China, fire allowed the wild people who ate raw food to quickly enter the era of "cooked food", preserving the human body and increasing the life expectancy of human beings, a unique element of nature, which became the totem of various tribes in China at that time. In foreign countries, there are also stories of the god Prometheus stealing fire to aid mankind, but was tortured by the gods. It can be seen that only true fire can bring light to mankind.

At this moment, the flame that erupted from the third eye had the extraordinary divine power of the fire stolen by Prometheus, enough to repel the woman's "petrified" power.

"You dare to help them rebel against me?" The woman laughed angrily.

"They're my friends, and of course I can't see them die." Ding Jun opened his hand and held the stumbling back Xue Wan in his arms. He examined her arm, thankfully the "petrified" force hadn't had time to penetrate his skin.

"There will never be mortal friends in the heavenly realm, if you treat them as friends, then let's die together" The woman spread her arms, first shrunk her shoulders and bowed, and then pounced forward, her body turned into a translucent giant cheetah, rushing out of the surface of the painting wall, and in the blink of an eye, five leopard heads appeared, and together they let out an earth-shattering roar, opening their bloody mouths, devouring Ding Jun, Xue Wan, Fang Qing, Da Ying and Xue Youyan.

The eagle let go of the dead Snow Embrace Blue, jumped up, turned into an iron-winged goshawk, and aimed it at the back of the cheetah.

Ding Jun gathered all his strength, and shot a powerful electric light from the third eye, like a long sword leaning on the sky, cutting the cheetah's neck horizontally.

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