Don't look at this scene is enough to shock everyone in the Nine Dawn Star Continent, but strangely, no one found that at a certain moment, the heavens and the earth had lost all their light and color, and only a gray one remained.

But it seems that at that moment, they were stuffed into the smallest gap in time, and even the strongest people in Xingzhou couldn't detect such a small change in time.

In that gap in time, the gray stone that had been put in Ye Qingyang's trouser pocket all the time, the gray stone that had not moved for so many years, finally changed.

I saw that the whole gray stone slightly emitted gray light, and then these rays converged to a certain point of the stone body, and the weak light gradually became stronger, and finally produced a little bright gray light, floating out of the gray stone body, ignoring all barriers, and in a blink of an eye, it flew and floated into Ye Qingyang's body.

That bit of gray light was like a swimming fish, quickly shuttling through Ye Qingyang's meridians, and finally entered the soul hunting space where the soul hunting platform was located, and flew into the gray stone tablet star soul of the transparent virtual body.

Er, the extreme light that the stone tablet star soul had been prompted by Ye Qingyang converged inward, and all of it concentrated towards the gray light that drifted in, completely unaffected by the spiritual thoughts transmitted by Ye Qingyang, and then the entire star soul dimmed in an instant, and with a bang, a gray mysterious flame was faintly ignited, empty and silent.

Instantly, the flame split into two small fires, and then they were extinguished, and one of them floated down to the Soul Hunting Table, spreading on it, covering all the structures, burning quietly on the surface, and there was a mysterious power that seeped into the depths of the Soul Hunting Table, every corner, every inch, as if it was changing something.

The other floated out of this soul hunting space and entered Ye Qingyang's flesh and blood, infiltrating little by little, repairing Ye Qingyang's dilapidated body, all of this was going on silently, and Ye Qingyang didn't notice it at all.

The knife still fell, the tip of the knife pierced the air, the edge was pressing, Ye Qingxue closed her eyes early, her petite body was trembling slightly, thinking that death was near, she was afraid of pain.

It's just that when the knife fell a few inches away from the top of Ye Qingxue's head, a strong and powerful hand firmly grabbed Zhao Mad's wrist, and then the other hand pushed towards Zhao Mad's chest, and without Zhao Mad being able to avoid it, he actually pushed Zhao Mad back several steps away.

This pair of hands that saved Ye Qingxue's life came from a big man with a simple face, and it was Ma Ruxiong who had jumped off the big iron bucket and been standing on the other side of Ye Qingxue!

He didn't know what was wrong with him, the heart that had always been dull to things, and it could be said that it was a little wooden, suddenly beat very fast, and the whole heart began to become hot, for Zhao Mad's brutality, Ye Qingyang's stubbornness, these scenes were extraordinarily touching.

Maybe it's because after chatting with Ye Qingxue last night, that head vaguely thought about something, and then saw the bloody face in front of him today, which wiped away the fog of preconceived good people for him to the Zhao family, and the good nature hidden in his body was awakened.

At this moment, Ma Ruxiong is really looking at the people and things in this world with his own eyes, listening carefully to his own heart, and doing what he wants to do.

So when Ma Ruxiong saw Zhao Mad hurting that cute little girl cruelly, he instinctively shot out between the lightning and flint, rushed up half a step, stopped the knife from falling, and pushed Zhao Mad away.

"Why?"

Zhao asked coldly, he really couldn't understand why Ma Ruxiong, who had always been wooden and didn't react to anything, suddenly hindered himself.

Ma Ruxiong faced Zhao Mad with a pair of arms outstretched, like an eagle protecting a chicken, he used his body to block in front of Zhao Mad and said in a low voice: "It's not good for you to do this, you can't hurt that little girl." ”

When Zhao Mad heard this, he roared like crazy: "Are you crazy like a bear? Then this is just a pariah, if they offend me, they will die." ”

"Brother Mad brother, let's be good people, it's not good to be bad people. Ma Ruxiong shook his head gently, his face was serious, and his expression was very sincere.

"Fuck you good guys, get out of here, or you'll die with them. ”

Zhao burst into a foul mouth, his face was flushed with anger, his whole body was driven by hatred and anger, he didn't want to think about it at all, and aimed the knife at one of his few like-minded people, wanting to stab Ma Ruxiong's heart with a knife.

Zhao Mad thought that Ma Ruxiong was just a ghost for a while, and he shouldn't use his life to block the knife for that untouchable girl, so Zhao Mad thought that Ma Ruxiong would definitely dodge, although he was full of anger and hatred, but subconsciously slowed down his pace.

He thought that as soon as Ma Ruxiong dodged, he would immediately change the direction of the knife and stab the untouchable girl's head.

It's just that Zhao Crazy was wrong, and Ma Ruxiong didn't know what to think, so he didn't hide, and watched the knife stab at him motionlessly, and the sharp blade of the knife pierced into Ma Ruxiong's body without a trace of hindrance, right in the heart.

Maybe it's because Zhao Mad swore that he thought right, so he kept moving forward, only staring ahead, and changed direction after Ma Ruxiong walked away, until the knife was inserted into Ma Ruxiong's heart, Zhao Mad came back to his senses, and he really killed Ma Ruxiong!

Zhao Mad 's anger and monstrous hatred seemed to disappear all at once, his mind went blank, and his body trembled.

He didn't feel anything about watching others kill people before, he just felt that he was watching ants struggling, and that he was not a "person" like himself.

But when he killed a person who got along day and night, he was frightened, and then he realized that the blood that was gurgling out of his body was blood, red and terrifying, it turned out that killing people was so terrifying.

Zhao Mad subconsciously took a few steps back, his steps were a little unsteady, and his hand was still holding the handle of the knife for some reason, so the knife was also pulled out, and blood seeped out from Ma Ruxiong's chest, dyeing his clothes red, slowly but firmly expanding the range.

Ma Ruxiong glanced down, and was about to plug the wound with his hands, but his whole body couldn't use his strength, and he fell straight in the direction of Zhao Yan, and a tall figure pressed to the ground, raising dust again.

Zhao was stunned for a few seconds, and then immediately entered a state of madness again, staring at Ye Qingxue's back with red eyes, silently convincing herself in her heart that she was the one who caused herself to kill Ma Ruxiong, and comforted herself, it was not her fault, everything was because of these damn lowly pariahs.

Thinking about it, Zhao Mad was afraid that he would not be able to convince himself, so he roared angrily: "Go to death, it's all your fault, damn pariahs." ”