The reason why Mo Wugui told Guan Yayue that she did not regret killing Ju Liangrong was because she knew that Ju Liangrong at that time really begged for death, and he didn't want to hurt anyone anymore, but he couldn't hold the sword at all, and he couldn't cut himself if he wanted to. In the end, it is a demon venerable, even if the head is only connected with a trace of flesh and skin, it can be tenaciously repaired and survived.

Mo Wugui went down with a knife, cut off Ju Liangrong's head, and also gave him relief.

However, since that day more than a hundred years ago, Mo Wugui has had an obsession - she wants to find Ju Liangrong's lost Wuyin Sword. She survived like a reluctant, and after searching for the Wuyin Sword for so many years, even after experiencing a change in the Gathering Palace, she did not give up. She just thought that she was not qualified to worship Ju Liangrong's remains, and she could sacrifice his sword anyway.

Mo Wugui hid from Guan Yayue until now, in fact, it was not that she didn't think about meeting him again, she thought that he would kill her mercilessly, and she would accept it safely. She stopped Fan Long from telling anyone about this, not only because she didn't want Ju Liangrong to be dead, but also because she had to bear the infamy of killing her own clan, and she also wanted to punish herself, whether she was hated and angry by all the butterfly clans, or she deserved the pain. But at this moment, Guan Yayue was pinching her neck, and she suddenly felt very sad.

Burdened with pain, in addition to Wuyinzun, in addition to himself, there is also Guan Yayue, Guan Yayue's life, only Ju Liangrong is a relative-like existence.

The neck bones and throat bones were shattered, and Mo Wugui couldn't speak, so he could only raise a hand and gently put it on Guan Yayue's back. Guan Yayue's body suddenly stiffened, and Cangzhi, who was so anxious that his face was flushed, seized the opportunity and finally lifted him away.

"Temple...... Your Highness!! Cangzhi was so anxious that tears fell, holding her face, and his voice became more and more urgent: "Your Highness, how are you, Your Highness? Don't scare my Highness! I'm afraid, I'm afraid...... Your Highness ......"

Guan Yayue fell to the ground, barely calmed down, and sneered: "She is a heavenly official, as long as her head is not broken and her heart is intact, she can't die, what are you doing so nervous." ”

Cangzhi shuddered, and said in a trembling voice: "No, Your Highness, Your Highness...... She looked as if she was ...... It's really going to be gone!"

Guan Yayue's breath condensed slightly when she heard this, she got up suspiciously, and said while looking at Mo Wugui: "How can it be ......" The next moment, he flashed in front of her, squatted down, and said in disbelief: "How is it possible! Isn't it a heavenly official? How could it be?!"

Cangzhi was completely panicked, and kept wiping the blood that overflowed from the corner of Mo Wugui's mouth, and said, "What's the matter?" Your Highness won't ...... You're not going to die, are you?"

Guan Yayue calmed her face, reached out and pinched Mo Wugui's wrist, closed her eyes for a moment, and suddenly opened them again, and exclaimed: "What's the matter? What's wrong with your spiritual vein? Why is it so fragile? Hey! Mo has no return!

Even though Guan Yayue hated her again, wishing that she would never have peace after suffering so much, she never really wanted her to die. At this time, he was really a little panicked, shouting the name of Mo Wugui, shocked and anxious, and his knuckles were faintly white because of the force. He saw Mo Wugui's lips move, and hurriedly threatened: "You must not die, otherwise I will refine the Wuyin Sword into a murderous soldier and let it kill people, all the heavenly officials, any immortal masters, all of them!"

He stared intently, staring very carefully at Mo Wugui's silent lips, and finally made out what she meant.

She said, "Yayue, I'm sorry. ”

Guan Yayue was stunned for a while, and after a while, he almost muttered: "You are really a bastard, Your Highness Ji Fan." ”

She's going to die.

Mo Wugui is really going to die.

"That's good. That's good. Guan Yayue's tone seemed to be very happy, but the corners of his mouth couldn't be pulled, and the darkness around him swallowed everything silently, and even his soul seemed to be swallowed together. Cangzhi sobbed, still whispering to His Highness. Guan Yayue said: "What are you crying about, what are you crying about?" His tone suddenly became like a demon, and he said sharply: "What are you crying about?!

Cang Zhimeng turned his head to the side and said, "Shut up!"

Guan Yayue was drunk and swayed, a little stunned, and was shocked to find that this child's eyes had turned dark green at some point, flashing a treacherous and cruel green in the deep night, and the fierce light was revealed.

Guan Yayue couldn't say a word inexplicably, and her hands and feet couldn't move!

He clenched his back molars, looked around, and suddenly realized that Qianguan not far away had passed out and fell to the ground motionless.

Cangzhi no longer looked at him, straightened up, walked to the side, drew the sword at his waist to clear a clearing, and then reversed the sword body, and cut deeply on his wrist, blood gushed out at once. The sword was thrown away from afar, Cangzhi's expressionless face was shrouded in a layer of dead air, red blood was dripping on the ground, and a strange formation pattern gradually formed, and a majestic face and a hideous grimace could be vaguely seen from above.

Turning around, Guan Yayue found that the child's eyes were changing color, one moment dark green, one moment dark black, as if the state was extremely unstable. He walked back and grabbed Mo Wugui's back collar, as if he really had no strength, so he had to let her drag him on the ground, but he walked so firmly with every step, with inexplicable determination. When he reached the blood array, he stopped and put Mo Wugui on the face of the god, while he lay down on the grimace.

Seeing this, and then thinking about this kind of lifeless painting array that seems to give up all his blood, Guan Yayue, who couldn't move, couldn't help but feel creepy, and his hair was cold.

Even if he hadn't seen this formation before, he knew that this was a forbidden formation - a change of life!

Why? Why is this kid in this formation?!

Guan Yayue stared at the picture in front of her, and sure enough, the sound of bone friction sounded between the necks of the two people, however, Mo Wugui didn't move at all, but Cangzhi curled up in pain. After a while, he didn't move, just like Mo Wugui.

Guan Yayue said in her heart, she is dead.

Everything is exchanged for equal value, there must be a cause and an effect, and this child, for Mo Wugui, inherited the "fruit." ”

The terrible sound of bone friction was the recovery of the neck bone of Mo Wu, and the neck bone of Cangzhi was shattering inch by inch. Guan Yayue couldn't imagine that such a child would change his life to another person without hesitation, and he asked himself that even if he understood this kind of formation, he was afraid that he would not be able to do it for anyone.

The body that was inexplicably frozen was able to move, and the voice had recovered, Guan Yayue propped up her body and walked to the blood array, and the whole person was shocked, as if she had been suddenly slashed, and her face took a step back terribly.

Guan Yayue was shocked to find that the slender child, at this time, only the white shirt he was wearing was left, whether it was his person or the blood stains on the ground, all of them had disappeared! He tried to get close to Mo Wugui, but there was an invisible prohibition blocking him, as if to protect Mo Wugui, this prohibition did not allow anyone to get close to her at this time and in this state.

Guan Yayue took a deep breath, turned around decisively, and kicked Qianguan awake with one kick, Qianguan got up with a spirit, and saw that his own Venerable was black-faced and didn't know what to think, and hurriedly said: "Venerable, are you okay?"

Guan Yayue waved her hand weakly, handed him the Wuyin sword, and said, "You go back to Fuhua first, seal this sword, and wait for this seat." ”

Qianguan didn't ask much, and left immediately after receiving the order, while Guan Yayue simply sat down on the ground, quietly waiting for Mo Wugui to wake up.

At dawn, the brightest rays of the day poured into the graveyard, and the girl lying on the ground trembled her eyelashes and finally opened her eyes. When she woke up, she was not very clear, but when a voice sounded, she was completely awake.

She heard Guan Yayue say, "Finally alive?"

She looked over and saw that he was very close, and was looking at her with his legs propped up, with a very quiet gaze. Mo Wugui's voice was hoarse, and he said in a low voice, "I'm not dead?"

After being silent for a long time, Guan Yayue said lightly: "You are dead." But someone saved you. ”

Mo Wugui was stunned. At this time, she realized that something was missing, and hurriedly said, "Wait a minute." Did you see the kid who came with me? Where did he go?"

Guan Yayue said: "Why do you think you came back to life?"

Mo Wugui became uneasy and said, "What do you mean?"

Guan Yayue motioned to her with her eyes: "Look at the pile of clothes next to you, don't you recognize it?"

Mo Wugui followed his line of sight, first her eyes paused, and then her pupils constricted, she grabbed her clothes and said in a panic: "What's the matter?

Guan Yayue snorted, and turned her face away from her: "Have you heard of a life change?" ”

Mo Wugui listened, her already pale face suddenly turned even paler, she seemed to be a little unsure, and said, "...... Swap lives?"

"......" Guan Yayue confirmed: "Yes, change your life." ”

She lives because someone saved her.

One life for another.