Chapter Twenty-Six: Soul Exchange

Due to his incompetence, his companions died one by one. It turned out that he didn't even have the ability to protect the people around him.

"Green Night." Xiao Du suddenly stopped, "I'm sorry." ”

Mo Qingye is such a keen person, his eyes looking around were stunned, his small body stiffened in Du Yuanyuan's palm, and then, he closed his eyes deeply.

"I don't want to, but I can't do anything about it." Du Yuanyuan's voice was mixed with endless pain, "I, I can't do anything for them." ”

Mo Qingye didn't seem to hear his words, just quietly closed his eyes.

"I'm sorry."

Xiao Du sniffed and exhaled, "Do you still want to go?" ”

Xiao Mojun closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

Fei Tian also chose to be silent at this time, sighing in his heart, his descendant is still too young to control his feelings well, but this is good, at least there are joys, sorrows, and sorrows, which are far better than the original pool of water-like himself.

A touch of Xiao Suo's figure slowly walked into the dark shadow under the palace, followed by the breath of blood that had not yet dissipated. The sound of lonely footsteps echoed in the emptiness, and then the shadow slowly stopped.

Three bloodstained corpses fell on the cold ground, covered in a sticky gloom. One of them was completely picked open from the beginning of the abdomen, and died a hideous death. A few paces away from him, there were two other bodies upside down. One was festering, flesh and blood were blurred, and only a vague appearance could be discerned from the pale and stiff face.

When he saw this deceased person, Du Yuanyuan took a breath, and then nodded very lightly. "Brother Bai, you still met."

Mo Qingye also looked straight at the scene in front of him, and his dark blue eyes were full of waves. In the cycle of cause and effect, the heavens will not be biased towards any one person. It's just time.

Du Yuanyuan bit his lip stiffly, and then walked towards Bai Wei's corpse.

Slowly crouching down in front of the body of his companion's best friend, he found that his arm was trying to reach for the man half a meter away. "Bai Wei." Xiao Du called his name in a low voice, but as if he didn't know what to say, he stared quietly at the half-open and half-closed eyes for a long time, and then raised his head and closed it gently.

Xiao Mojun's small body trembled slightly, he hated himself even more, everything was caused by him. At this moment, he even felt that his lonely life should have ended a long time ago.

Scenes of the past pass through my mind in an instant, those nights of drinking and talking, and the happiness of indulging in mountains and rivers, are gone. What can he do if he returns to Fanluo Mountain in the future, the people have gone, and there is no resentment.

Du Yuanyuan was silently distracted for a moment, suppressed the fluctuating emotions in his heart, and said firmly, "Bai Wei, I'll take you away." ”

Then, he stuffed Xiao Mojun into the placket of his clothes, held one of Bai Wei's arms hard, lifted the heavy corpse, and hugged it horizontally between the crooks of his arms, it was very heavy, the weight of the person after death was several times that of life, and the footsteps became dull and heavy, and he walked out through the blood.

Xiao Mo didn't poke his head out of his clothes again, but curled up in the dark, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Is this the end, he is not reconciled!

But I don't know how to avenge my friend.

In this moment, he realized that he was so vulnerable. Far less strong than Du Yuanyuan.

Once upon a time, he felt indestructible. felt that Du Yuan's heart was weak, but today, he could only lean against the chest of this young man, and let his warm body temperature wrap the shattering and trembling of his soul. He had never been so dependent on him at this moment. Perhaps, before, he was really wrong.

Just when a heavy desolation enveloped the heavens and the earth, suddenly, a voice came with the wind from a long distance, and said coldly, "It's not heaven." ”

Du Yuan paused and looked over there, then his heart was cold, and in the next second, the surging anger made him almost unable to control himself, and his teeth were clenched.

"Nothing." He heard his voice trembling with extreme anger, put Bai Wei's body on the ground, and almost instantly, he pulled out the demon knife on his waist and rushed forward, "I'm going to kill you!" ”

When he shouted this sentence, the color of the water blurred his vision, and in a blink of an eye, he had reached the black shadow and slashed down, to his surprise, there was no shadow, and he didn't hide! Let the sharp blade slash over your shoulder.

Du Yuanyuan had never seen Wu Ming before, but he had heard his name countless times, but at this second, he was extremely sure that this person was the ruthless enemy!

The air seemed to freeze, and the cold wind whistled.

Wu Ying stared at him with a complicated expression, his gorgeous and dark clothes were swept up by the wind, with a force that was so strong that he didn't know, he stared intently at the young man in front of him who was raising his knife, and he didn't move, as if he had been standing there for thousands of years.

Du Yuanyuan was also stunned by his inexplicable actions, and stared at him for the same moment.

The wind blew and swept the long hair of the two, and the dark colors were intertwined, blurring the starlight and moon shadows.

There is no underworld. The supreme king of the ghost world. The devil who has changed the color of countless people's conversations. At this moment, he was standing less than half a step away from him, confronting him. But why didn't he dodge, with his mana, it was easier than breathing to dodge Fang Cai's knife.

"Die!" Du Yuanyuan roared angrily, and swung another knife over, stabbing Wuming's heart.

Still untouched. The sharp sword qi cut through the cold void, Xiao Du's hand stagnated in mid-air, and the demon knife that burst out with purple light had all submerged into Wuying's body, penetrating from his chest until it came out of his back.

"So you're here." There was no dull and dull Dao, as if this deadly sword was just like a breeze to him, and he didn't even blink his eyes, "I've been looking for you for a long time." ”

Du Yuanyuan stared at the pair of cloudy eyes like a stone, gasping rapidly, he almost condensed all the true essence of this blow, and the other party's paradoxical performance made him helpless for a while, and wanted to pull out the blade, but no matter how hard he tried, it was useless, the dark red blood gushed out from Wuming's chest, dyed with gorgeous robes, he smiled slightly and coldly, and then slowly raised his hand, and gently pulled out the knife that pierced his body. Immediately, the wound healed mysteriously quickly, as if nothing had happened.

Du Yuan looked at the blade in his hand, it was unbelievable, the purple qi that was originally swirling turned black.

When it was, he heard Fei Tian's voice and said lightly, "My descendant, borrow your body." ”

Before he could ease his mind, a fierce and vigorous aura swept in, and his body shook with it, and then, he heard himself say, "Long time no see." ”