Seeing the bearded immortal walking towards the Yuanlang Beast King, Fan Chuan shouted in a hoarse voice: "Don't move, don't move him......"

Fan Chuan wanted to step forward to stop him, but unfortunately his legs didn't obey him at all, and the immortal qi in his body was difficult to use, so he couldn't control it.

Then the bearded immortal also ignored Fan Chuan's shouting.

Seeing this, the Yuanlang Beast King sat down on the ground in fear, looked at Fan Chuan and shouted: "Brother Fan Chuan! Fan Chuan Immortal Venerable, come and save me!"

Fan Chuan was very anxious, so he endured the pain and shouted: "You give me the antidote first, hurry!"

However, the Genro Beast King was frightened, and did not respond to Fan Chuan's words at all, still shouting for help to himself.

At this time, the crazy old man on the side suddenly seemed to be stunned, and ran towards the bearded immortal with a bent body.

Fan Chuan didn't know what the crazy old man meant, but he just wanted to stop it, but he saw a tragic scene.

I saw that the crazy old man took out his true qi and attacked the bearded immortal, but the true qi hit the bearded immortal's body had no effect at all, and the bearded immortal turned around without pain and glanced at the crazy old man.

"The old guy also wants to be a hero, okay, I'll fulfill you first!" As he spoke, he saw that the bearded immortal's palm suddenly turned into a knife-like shape, and slashed at the crazy old man.

A "poof" sounded and saw the crazy old man frozen in place, his body motionless, and then, two seconds later, I saw that the crazy old man's body seemed to be cut in half diagonally from the left neck to the right thigh by a sharp blade.

Blood spurted in an instant, and the crazy old man's body that was split in two naturally fell to the ground.

"Crazy uncle!"

"Master!"

"Crazy senior!"

Fan Chuan roared, Sakura Bai roared, and everyone else roared.

The most volatile mood was Fan Chuan, I saw Fan Chuan's green tendons exposed, his teeth were bitten and creaked, and he looked like a bloody god, and he was extremely angry.

However, Sakura Bai couldn't control her body for a long time, and quickly ran to the remnants of the crazy old man, lying on the ground and began to cry bitterly.

At this time, the bearded immortal didn't care about it at all, and then walked to the Yuanlang Beast King, and without saying a word, he split his palm again, and cut off the head of the Yuanlang Beastmaster in an instant.

Blood gushed like a spring, staining the stone pillar beside the Motoro Beastmaster.

Then the bearded immortal carried the head of the white tiger of the Motoro Beast King, followed by the beardless immortal, and the two turned around and disappeared together.

The stone room was instantly silent, only the sound of Sakura Bai's painful cry and Fan Chuan's squeaking teeth.

For a moment, Fan Chuan's legs trembled, he lay on the ground, his hands clenched into fists, and he slammed the ground hard, wanting to roar, but found that he couldn't make a sound at all.

Beiyu always comforted Fan Chuan, while Nan Yajin and Fan Ruo went to take care of Sakura.

At this time, there were dozens of orc soldiers under the command of Yuan Lang in the stone room, and at this time they had already been frightened and stayed in the corner without moving, as if they had also lost the most important person in their lives, had no purpose, and lived like a walking corpse.

However, Fan Chuan's pain was not only killed by the crazy old man, but also Sakura Bai's antidote was fruitless, which made Fan Chuan's heart completely inserted like a sharp blade, stinging, and colic.

With this grief, after a long time, the sound of fighting outside the stone room gradually stopped, and the sound of hooves gradually faded away, it seemed that the ten immortals on the periphery and the beast soldiers of the Benjue tribe had won the war.

The cool breeze can't blow into the stone room. The light does not shine through the stone wall. The flames of war can't burn in my heart. Only the foul-smelling battlefield smoke can penetrate people's noses and numb those who smell it.

After a long time, Fan Chuan's emotions slowly calmed down, and Sakura Bai's crying was much quieter, Fan Chuan tried to check the condition in his body, but fortunately, the immortal energy began to gather again, and his hands and feet also had independent control.

So Fan Chuan endured the pain and stood up, approached Yingbai's side, squatted down, stroked Yingbai's unique fragrance of long hair, and said softly: "Xiaobai, don't cry, blame me, blame me for failing to protect you, for failing to protect the crazy uncle." ”

"Woo ......"

Fan Chuan's words caused Sakura Bai to cry again, and threw herself into Fan Chuan's arms, crying loudly.

Fan Chuan felt the ups and downs of Sakura's back, and at the same time, he was distressed and unconsciously shed tears.

Fan Chuan never knew that this was the first time he shed tears, but this time for Fan Chuan, it was unforgettable.

Then at this moment, Sakurabai, who was crying bitterly, suddenly coughed violently, and the rise and fall of his back was even worse, and then he saw Sakura Bai reach out and cover his mouth.

Seeing this, Fan Chuan hurriedly helped Sakura Bai up, only then did he see that Sakura Bai was coughing just now because he had spit out a mouthful of blood, and what worried Fan Chuan the most was that the blood was still flowing, no matter how Sakura Bai covered it, the blood seemed to have broken the embankment, and it couldn't be stopped at all.

Fan Chuan was very frightened and worried, so he immediately beckoned Beiyu to use demonic qi to lock Sakurabai's Yuan Zhen spirit body, and at the same time beckoned Nan Yajin to use true qi to help Sakura Bai heal.

However, the three of them spent a long time on their efforts, but it had no effect at all, and nothing unusual could be found.

However, at this time, because of excessive blood loss, Yingbai's eyes began to be a little blurred, and Fan Chuan became more and more anxious, and he was about to cry.

Holding Sakura Bai tightly, Fan Chuan shouted anxiously: "Xiaobai, Xiaobai, Xiaobai......" but he was at a loss.

At this moment, a beast commander ran from the corner of the stone room not far away, and the beast commander looked at the cherry blossom in Fan Chuan's arms, and said eagerly: "This ...... This is the attack of the Co-Burning Pill!"

"What? what did you say?" Beiyu on the side immediately stood up, grabbed the neck of the orc commander, and asked.

The beast commander struggled and said: "This is the poison of the Beastmaster of Yuanlang, called the Gong Burning Pill, the premise of its attack is that if the beast king himself dies, then the poison will attack, and it will burn the internal organs of the poison in an instant, and now the beast king is dead, so ......"

"Phew, what is the antidote, bring me the antidote!" Beiyu seemed to be angry, and shouted angrily in a rare tone.

But I saw the beast commander crying and shaking his head, "Where do I have the antidote! This kind of antidote is only available to the Beastmaster, and only the Beastmaster can refine it, and ...... And it's not a finished antidote, it needs to be refined on the spot by Lord Beastmaster himself......"

"You mean, Yuan Lang is dead, so there is no cure?" Beiyu said coldly.

The beast commander nodded continuously, "Yes, yes, there is no ......."

"Get out of here!" Beiyu threw the beast commander out of the stone chamber.

The conversation between Beiyu and the commander of the beast soldiers, Fan Chuan clearly heard it in his ears, and at this moment, the immortal qi that had just stabilized in Fan Chuan's body became manic again.

"Uh......"

Suddenly, Fan Chuan's chest was stuffy, and a mouthful of blood spat out of Fan Chuan's mouth.

Fan Chuan immediately turned his head and spit to the side, did not wipe the blood at the corner of his mouth, his eyes were dull, he looked at the cherry blossom in his arms stupidly, and said softly: "Xiaobai......? I'm Fan Chuan, I'm your man, Fan Chuan, Xiaobai?"

Fan Chuan was sluggish, even as if he had no soul.

Everyone present had already seen that Sakurabai had closed her eyes at this time, her body was motionless, and she didn't react any longer.

"Xiaobai, are you really stupid? What are you sleeping here? Wake up...... Let's go back to Donggu, let's go back now, okay? Be obedient, wake up quickly......"

"Xiaobai, I'm your man Fanchuan, with me, are you okay, Xiaobai......?

"Oh, Xiaobai, talk to me, I'm Fan Chuan, I miss you, I miss you......"

"Woo woo woo ......"

The sluggish Fan Chuan was like a child, and he cried as he spoke, and his tears burst and dripped on Sakura's cheeks, as if Sakura Bai was also crying.

But Fan Chuan knew, Fan Chuan knew deep that Sakura Bai didn't cry, and Sakura Bai would never cry again.

"Little White ......"

"Little White ......"

"My silly little white ......"

"My favorite silly little white ......"

"I can't live without you, I miss you ......"

Fan Chuan lowered his head, put his forehead against Sakura's long hair, which was uniquely scented, and kissed Sakura's cheek with his lips, motionless.

At this time, Beiyu and Nan Yajin on the side, as well as Fan Ruo, also cried, for the tears of Sakura Bai leaving, and also for the tears of Fan Chuan's pain.

The dozens of beast soldiers in the stone room have already run away, and in the entire stone room, only a few people are left, as well as the bodies of the crazy old man and the Yuanlang beast king, and Sakura Bai's lifeless body.

Fan Chuan hugged Sakura Bai tightly like this, kissing Sakura Bai until Sakura's body began to change.

Starting from the cherry white heels, along with the bones, the skin quickly began to dissipate, like a breeze raising dust and sand, fluttering and unpredictable.

The emerald green dress on Sakurabai's body also burned, and everything seemed to have come to an end, and there was no mercy at all.

After a while, Sakura's body was gone, as if it had turned into fine sand, and with the surging of the wind, it flew somewhere.

Fan Chuan still maintained the movements of hugging and kissing, his body seemed to be frozen, and his soul seemed to be withdrawn, frozen on this cold stone ground.

However, Beiyu on the side carefully captured a Yuan Zhen Spirit God imprisoned by the demonic qi group from under Fan Chuan's body. Beiyu knew that this was Sakura Bai's Yuan Zhen Lingshen, so he gently put it away.

Fan Chuan didn't speak, and Beiyu and Nan Yajin and Fan Ruo didn't dare to speak, everything was quiet, it was an extremely depressing quiet, so depressed that it made people breathless.

Fan Chuan's tears had long since dried up, and from the sockets downward, the tears were mixed with blood stains, as if to illustrate Fan Chuan's extreme sadness.

After being quiet for a long time, Fan Chuan fainted.

"Fanchuan!" Beiyu and Nan Yajin stepped forward worriedly to help.

And Fan Ruo also took care of it, but Fan Ruo's hands and feet seemed very heavy.

Holding Fan Chuan's arm, Beiyu tried to check Fan Chuan's body with demonic energy.

"There are no scars in his body, it's just that the mental blow is too great, it's okay, just rest and rest. Beiyu explained to Nan Yajin, and at the same time helped Fan Chuan to sit on the upper seat of the previous Yuanlang Beast King to rest.

After taking care of Fan Chuan, Beiyu and Nan Yajin were next to Fan Chuan left and right, quietly accompaniing. If you have to rest from a distance.

At this time, the sky gradually darkened......

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