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Tears.

Out of the corner of its eye...

Tears, dripping down.

When the last tear fell, Bai Qiu's face was left with only a hideous and bloodthirsty meaning!

The Bai Qiu that Yan Feng knew, at this moment... Slept.

The old man of the sword spirit, when he saw that Bai Qiu had completely turned into a bloody autumn, his eyebrows froze...

He is just a spirit, if it was in the heyday of the past, he would naturally be able to subdue this bloody autumn.

Unfortunately, he is just a spirit, nothing more.

And this spirit has no power to stop this bloody autumn at all.

The Heavenly Weeping Desolate Sword made an earth-shattering roar, and the sword stood horizontally in the middle of the Yan Feng and Bai Qiu.

"Everybody, you have to die. ”

Bai Qiu, with a maniacal smile, his eyes were filled with blood at the moment.

In that eye... Only killing!

Lin Xue'er, standing in front of Yan Feng, looked at this crazy Bai Qiu, her expression was calm, and she didn't have any fear.

She is the most ignorant person.

She also didn't know who the crazy woman in front of her was, and what her relationship was with Yan Feng.

Why before... It's obviously sacrificing one's life.

But in the blink of an eye, he turned into such a bloodthirsty appearance.

But she only knew one thing, she must not leave him at all.

Bai Qiu's palm, there is blood and qi condensation at this moment!

This blood qi is condensed more and more, and this powerful coercion is emanating from it, there is no doubt that if this bloodthirsty qi falls on Yan Feng's body.

At this moment, Yan Feng, who is already seriously injured, will definitely not be able to hold on.

It will surely perish, vanish, and never be again.

"Die!"

In the autumn of bloody clothes, wild laughter sounded, and the blood in his hand turned into a bloody light, covering the heavens and the earth, and rushed towards the harsh wind in an instant.

First of all... It's the sword, and after that, it's Lin Xue'er.

Sky Crying Desolation, although it is a peerless sword, but at this moment, no one uses it, the red and black sword qi burst out, and the curtain of sword qi only supported three breaths in this blood light.

After three breaths.

With a wail, the sword, dissipating its aura, fell to the ground.

Lin Xue'er turned her head to look at Yan Feng, Yan Feng at this moment was still in a coma, but... If you look carefully, the expression of Yan Feng at this moment is a little more serene and tranquil than before.

That's peace of mind.

All of this is because of Lin Xueer's appearance

Laughter, showing on Lin Xue'er's face.

Alluring the country and the city, intoxicating.

It's also this moment...

The blood light will completely envelop Lin Xue'er, Yan Feng, and the old man of the sword spirit.

The strong blood qi turned the hundred miles of mountains and forests behind the severe wind into ashes in an instant.

Downwater County, Downwater City.

North Gate Shrine.

The garden is clear, above the rockery.

This month, it is still hanging high.

The wind is still gently caressed.

This person is still the same person.

The water lotus at the north gate, alone, sits on this rockery, quiet under the moon, beautiful eyes look at the east, and the eyes have not changed at all.

Beyond the clear pond of this garden, there is a handsome young man who has been standing here for a long time.

It's none other than the Beimen Shuiyu who brought the Beimen Water Lotus back from Qianyang Mountain before, that is, the second brother of the Beimen Water Lotus.

Eyebrows condensed... A long sigh.

In the past three months, Beimen Shuilian has been like this, and he, who is an elder brother, feels pain in his heart.

But there is nothing to be done.

Ordering the North Gate Water Lotus not to go out is not just what he meant.

It's their father, Hiroshi Kitamen.

If it is more prepared, it is not the decision of Beimen Hao alone, and the head of the Beimen family, Beimen Lie.

In the near future, a marriage will take place.

The North Gate family of the True Spirit Continent, and the Wu family of the Tian Yuan Continent.

These two great gods are about to get married.

One of them is the North Gate Water Lotus!

In other words, within a few months, the North Gate Water Lotus was going to marry the Wu clan of the Tianyuan Continent.

It is also a great god family.

There is no distinction between high and low, and naturally, the North Gate family will not be slack.

The North Gate Water Lotus had already escaped once before, and now that she was caught, she naturally couldn't let her run out again.

Since coming back, Beimen Shuilian has been ordered to stay in the house and not go out for half a step.

With a long sigh, Beimen Shuiyu, seeing his sister like this, his heart was really uncomfortable, but also... There is nothing to be done.

This is the life of the family.

As a man of the North Gate, he had to obey.

Rockery.

The water lotus at the north gate has a low meaning in her eyes at the moment.

Almost every day, at night, she would come to this rockery.

Doing nothing, just one thing.

That's... Idle.

Alone, silently sensing the mark.

That's always... Not the slightest imprint.

The heart of the North Gate Water Lotus has been hanging since it sensed that this mark has not moved a bit.

She was worried that something would happen to Yan Feng.

Therefore, she can only put her mind on the imprint of induction all the time.

Only when she senses that this mark still exists, will her heart be at ease.

Whereas... That's when it happened.

The North Gate Water Lotus, although weak, has always existed, and the induction of the harsh wind...

At this moment, broken!

Thorough... Gone.

Trace!

When this mark disappeared, the North Gate Water Lotus's expression suddenly froze.

She couldn't believe it.

I don't want to believe ......!

"No... No, absolutely not!"

Muttering to herself, the water lotus of the north gate stood up backwards.

But the moment she stood up, there was a string of bells hanging from her waist.

At this moment, this string of bells.

The threads dissipated in an instant.

Three or four bells, with a jingling sound, fell to the ground.

North Gate Water Lotus... Looking at the bell that fell to the ground, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

The bell is the thing that draws the seal.

The imprint is scattered, and this bell is scattered.

That mark scattered... There are only two possibilities.

First, it was Yan Feng who discovered it himself and erased it.

After all, this is not a powerful mark, and with Yan Feng's cultivation, it is enough to erase it.

But... North Gate Water Lotus knows.

Yan Feng did not move for three months, and the best result was also a serious injury!

How could a seriously injured and dying person care about such a mark and think of erasing it?!

If the first option is the case, it may not work.

That is, there is only the second type.

Also... The one that the North Gate Water Lotus doesn't want to believe.

That is, Yan Feng... He's dead.

Only when he dies will the mark left by the North Gate Water Lotus disappear.

This bell will disperse...

Looking at the bell on the ground, the water lotus at the north gate, the whole person seemed to be wooden.

Tears fell from the eyes.

Slowly... Leaning against the mountain wall, the water lotus at the north gate squatted down.

Leaning against the mountain, looking at the bell.

The cry, like that of a three-year-old child, resounded throughout the garden.

Shui Yu of the North Gate, who was originally about to leave, just turned around, and the moment he heard this cry, his face suddenly changed, and his figure stepped out and appeared beside the Water Lotus of the North Gate.

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