Xiao Ye stood there, motionless. Or should she say that she doesn't have the strength to move anymore? Even if she knew that Lang Xi was going to kill her, she had no way to fight anymore.

The Ice Ruling has exhausted everything, but without Lang Yu to kill her, no matter how high her conceit is, she is powerless. She could only watch like this, watching the wolf head stick in Lang Yu's hand swing violently, and a fire dragon roared towards her with a reflection of the crystal ice.

Without any resistance, Xiao Ye was hit on the chest by the powerful Xuanqi Fire Dragon, and the whole person snorted and fell out a few meters away. As soon as his throat was fishy, a cavity of hot blood spurted onto the ice, flowing with the melted ice water. On her chest, the blazing flames seemed to burn into her body, and her whole body was as hot as ten thousand ants gnawing on her, Xiao Ye coughed several times, and there was a feeling that it was difficult to catch her breath.

"I won't kill you so happily, I want you to know what it's like to be tortured little by little, it will be a thousand times more painful than dying directly, I want you to taste the feeling of being burned by the flames. This is the end you brought on yourself, if you want to hate, you hate that you shouldn't provoke me, if you were just obediently just a chess piece, you may not end up today. Lang Yu's eyes were full of hatred, and when he said that, he waved it several times in a row, and on the wolf's head staff, several fire dragons hit Xiao Ye in unison.

Xiao Ye's mouth was full of blood, the blow just now had made her miserable, so many blows, there was still no resistance at all, she was hit hard by the fire dragon, the fire tongue licked and ate, and the internal organs were as if they were burned, and the pain was incomparable.

Xuanhuo is not like real fire, the tongue of fire is in the body, but it does not eat clothes, skin and flesh, but directly burns in the five internal organs, which makes people feel painful.

Xiao Ye was hit by several blows from this fierce fire, and his body was once again knocked dozens of meters away, and he fell down fiercely. The feeling that it was so painful that life was worse than death, Xiao Ye looked forbearing, his tight lips had been bitten, and his forehead was full of large beads of sweat.

Even so, she wouldn't let Lang Yu see that she was a little afraid.

Her arrogant heart is so stubborn, she has always believed that a truly strong person must let herself die in the most free and easy way even if she dies. They can't scream, they can't cry, they don't kneel and beg for mercy.

And the more stubborn Xiao Ye looked, the more crazy Lang Yu slammed the Xuanhuo on Xiao Ye's body, he wanted to see her painful appearance, to see her scared appearance, and even to see her begging him to let him go, even if there was a trace of fear in her eyes, it would make him get a strong satisfaction.

But no.

No matter how he beat or tortured, the woman in front of him was biting her lips like that, with a forbearance on her face, not allowing herself to show any embarrassment.

The white clothes were already bloody, and the three thousand green silks had been scattered in a messy manner, but the white and bloodless face was still so stubbornly forbearing. Even though the fire in her body was already burning, it was about to eat up her consciousness. And she still wouldn't bow her head.

Oh, in her previous life, she was the ancestor of the soul clan, the person who was the enemy of the world and pretentious, who was ever afraid?

What is this torture?

No matter how painful it is, it is only painful to lose the person you care about the most and love the most.

Not enough, not enough! This bit of pain is really not enough.

Knocked out by the fire dragon again, Xiao Ye struggled to get up from the ground, and vomited out another mouthful of blood, bewitching on the ice. At this time, Xiao Ye suddenly raised his lips and smiled.

It's really embarrassing, to be beaten like this.

But why does she feel that Lang Yu is more embarrassed than her?

Looking at the person in front of her who was wielding a wolf-headed wooden staff like a madman, she knew what Lang Yu wanted to see, she wanted to see her admit defeat, even just a little, he would be satisfied.

But it's a pity, how could that kind of painful and pitiful appearance appear on her.

She is the ancestor of the soul clan, and even if she dies, she will die proudly and beautifully. So Lang Yu didn't expect to change her anymore, it was useless. Her endurance and stubbornness are definitely not something that ordinary people can do.

Faced with such a face that suddenly laughed, Lang Yu was stunned, and looked at Xiao Ye who was tortured in a daze, she was lying on her stomach like that, looking at him, smiling at him, in that smile, arrogant, with mockery and disdain.

But the Xuanhuo in her body at this time, if ordinary people had already been tortured to the point of pain, the ghost cried wolf, and even bit her tongue and broke it. However, she could still laugh, how could she laugh at him like that? Shouldn't she be looking at him with a twisted face, begging for mercy or resentment?

The appearance in front of him made him lose his mind for a while.

In my mind, there was a faint picture like that.

Long snow-capped mountains, the sky and the earth are vast, he is running with his companions like a fly, and there is a light and beautiful voice behind him, "Uncle Wolf, do you think you can get rid of me if you run fast?" I'll catch up with you in no time. ”

He looked back, but the thin body in the snow was chasing after him like an arrow. Man is not as good as a beast, and the child knew that he would never be able to catch up with him, but he still followed him out to hunt for food in the snowy sky. He will never forget the face he saw when he looked back, strong, stubborn, even if he was beaten by the wind and snow, he would still hang that taunt on the corner of his mouth as long as my heart is strong, and God can endure me.

"Is that enough?" Xiao Ye said sarcastically and playfully, and in his voice, there was no more strength.

Xiao Ye's words brought Lang Yu back to his senses, Lang Yu looked at that face again, and after a while, he withdrew his gaze, and in his eyes, that complex and sad emotion permeated again, and he said lightly: "It seems that the person who should be afraid is not you, but me." If you're not an enemy, maybe everything will be fine. It's a pity, it's a pity that I don't have anyone other than an enemy in this world. ”

Lang Yu said, and slowly glanced at Xiao Ye again.

No more, even if that familiar smile brought back his dusty memories, but he knew that from the moment the person he cared about the most died, there was no one in this world that he wanted to cherish, no matter how long it was, he hated everyone in this world......

"It won't help to continue torturing you, I'll give you a good time!" Lang Yu's words fell, and with a whoosh, the whole body was suddenly shrouded in a golden Xuanhuo, and the tongue of fire danced wildly, and on top of the Xuanhuo, there was also a layer of Xuanqi as thin as a black veil. Lang Yu said lightly, "This time, I will kill you with one move, and I won't let you have any pain again." ”

Xiao Ye looked at Lang Yu, enduring the pain of being burned in her body, but her face was silent, letting the blood roll in her mouth, and the beads of sweat on her forehead had turned into flowing water and slipped down her forehead. She knew that this time, what Lang Yu said was true.

The roar of fire on his body was covered with a thick mystical energy, and she absolutely couldn't bear it anymore. and the determination in Lang Yu's eyes, which is different from the crazy torture before. He didn't want to waste any more effort on her.

Oh, as a result, or did she win? In this spiritual contest, Lang Yu lost to her after all. But what's the use of that? She's going to die, isn't she?

Xiao Ye watched as Lang Yu's body turned into a raging flame, rushing towards her like lightning.

Sure enough, it's going to be over. Presumably, Lang Yu's formation rushed over, and she must have been burned to the point that there were no bones left, and when the dazzling golden flame rushed in front of her, Xiao Ye instinctively squinted.

Alas, it's going to hang.

Before his eyes were closed, he suddenly felt a white shadow flash in front of him.

Bang –

The dazzling flame that was imminent in front of him was kicked dozens of meters away by the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, and with a bang, the flames exploded a big hole in the ice surface.

Xiao Ye: "......"

Although she is usually a steady girl, she is not surprised, but she still can't suppress a slight stunned in her eyes, and she looks at the white-clothed northern shadow standing in front of her in a daze, like a jade tree.

"Helian Chen?" Just by looking at Xiao Ye, he could see that the figure in front of him was Helianchen, the strange and changeable Helianchen. After all, in this world, there are really not many people who make people feel that the country is captivated by just their backs, and when they met Helian Chen on the boat for the first time, Xiao Ye also looked at Helian Chen's back standing on the bow of the boat, the innate temperament and nobility, and the indifferent aura are like his logo, which others can never imitate.

It's just that this Helian Chen shouldn't be in the Nine Shadows space at this time?

That's what the Nine Nights Evil Marten said.

Helian Chen turned around, looked at Xiao Ye who was sitting on the ground behind him, his eyes narrowed involuntarily, there was no expression on that good-looking face, he looked at Xiao Ye tightly like this, and at the end, he slowly squatted down, stretched out his slender fingers and gently brushed the scars on Xiao Ye's face, and asked softly and gently: "So many injuries, it must be very painful, right?" ”

Xiao Ye: "......"

Helianchen's sudden gentleness made her seem to be an illusion, in her memory, she met Helianchen several times, Helianchen was in her impression of a very deep city, an abnormal evil spirit, and a bitter person. Such a gentle look, on the contrary, ...... On the contrary, it made her feel for a moment that the person in front of her was not Helian Chen, but ...... Light dust.

The slender fingers roamed on Xiao Ye's face, extremely gentle, and even the dark and deep eyes were full of tenderness, just looking at Xiao Ye like this, looking at the face full of scars. After a long time, the corners of Helian Chen's mouth gently raised a curvature, as if there was no smile, and in those soft eyes, a touch of murderous aura quietly loomed.

Bang!

The gentle Helianchen raised his hand, and suddenly a blade hit Xiao Ye's shoulder and neck, and Xiao Ye, who was stunned, didn't have time to come back to his senses, so he was stunned by Helianchen's hand.