Click...... Before the person approached, the tears couldn't be stopped, of course she knew that it must be Yuwenlei who killed the Great Seal Emperor Palace for her, what kind of fight did she experience before?

"Why?, junior brother......" Hua Ziyuan cried over, brutally pushed away a golden monk with the word 'Cheng', and hugged Yuwenlei tightly in his arms, "How is he......, junior brother?

"This ...... Ziyuan, you have to be mentally prepared, Yuwen Lei ...... No, it's saved. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Hua Qingyun said bitterly.

"No, the junior brother won't die...... must save him, it's all you, it's you who hurt your junior brother!" Hua Ziyuan cried and shouted, blaming Hua Qingyun in his heart and mouth, if it wasn't for Hua Qingyun's compromise on the marriage and forcibly taking her to the Great Sealing Palace, Yuwen Lei would not be in danger alone, let alone die......

"That's right, Demon Purification Requiem!"

Hua Ziyuan, who was too sad, actually forgot the Pure Demon Requiem for a while, and this time Yuwen Lei used that big knife again, presumably the Pure Demon Requiem will be useful!

Immediately, Hua Ziyuan suddenly stopped crying, took out a quaint long qin, and sat down on the spot. Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng ...... Ji Ji and the others were a little puzzled, they only felt that this song was very special, and with their eyesight, they naturally saw that it contained spiritual power, and the use of it was extremely mysterious.

When the rhythm sounded, Yuwen Lei seemed to be infected by the spiritual power in this melody, and his body gradually calmed down, and even the subtle ups and downs in his chest stopped.

"Huh?"

The old monk next to him sighed lightly, and the spiritual power probed into Yuwen Lei's body again, at this time, it was obvious that the evil power in Yuwen Lei's body had eased a little, "This ......"

"Master, how is Yuwen Lei?" asked Hua Qingyun solemnly.

"It's strange, Senior Brother Lei has no hope of survival, but this female benefactor's song seems to have a peculiar effect, it's really strange and ......."

"Huh?" Hua Qingyun looked at the person who played the piano in shock, and found out for the first time that he didn't know his daughter at all, where did he learn this tune?

Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng ......

Half an hour later, Hua Ziyuan's forehead was oozing with sweat, and every note of her was urging her spiritual power with all her might, so that she had exhausted her spiritual power in just half an hour.

"Alas...... It's still not enough, it's still a lot worse, he must awaken his will, otherwise it will be equivalent to abandoning all his previous efforts......" The old monk shook his head, he felt that the spiritual power in the song had weakened, and the evil force had signs of running around.

After another stick of incense, Hua Ziyuan was drenched in sweat at this time, and his lips were slightly white, however, this time Yuwen Lei slashed three times in a row, and his willpower was almost completely sinking, and with Hua Ziyuan's current spiritual power cultivation, there was still a lot of difference.

"I have to, female donor, stop it, life and death are fate, don't take yourself in vain!"

However, is Hua Ziyuan willing to stop? This is impossible, and he does not understand the word love. I saw that she was still frantically squeezing her spiritual power, and one by one mysterious notes entered Yuwen Lei's sea of knowledge.

"Ziyuan, no!"

Hua Qingyun took a step forward, he saw a little sign of it, his daughter was completely looking at death as if she was at home, of course she had to stop it, but as soon as he took a step, Hua Ziyuan spoke coldly.

"Dad, don't come here, if you stop me, I will hate you for the rest of my life!"

"Ziyuan! you ......"

Hua Ziyuan didn't care about others anymore, all his mental power was condensed at one point, constantly squeezing and overdrafting, and he persevered for half an hour, when the Pure Demon Requiem was played for the tenth time, one of the fingers on Yuwen Lei's bloody hand suddenly trembled.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The old monk Jiji made a monk salute to Hua Ziyuan, and then all the monks bowed together, even if they were monks, they also sincerely admired Hua Ziyuan's behavior.

"Self-sacrificing, the benefactor is good......"

When the words fell, Ji Ji immediately stopped Hua Ziyuan. Subsequently, the spiritual power probed into Yuwen Lei's body again, and sure enough, he sensed that Yuwen Lei began to resist the evil force on his own, and his consciousness recovered!

Ji Ji pushed his palm again, and the strong spiritual power of the Spirit Emperor level helped Yuwen Lei to suppress that evil force, and after just a few breaths, it was obvious that Yu Wenlei's face was ruddy.

cough cough cough ......

Yuwen Lei suddenly coughed violently, his eyes opened violently, and just now, he seemed to have a long dream, and in the dream he came to the blissful fairyland, and there were beautiful notes lingering in his ears.

Bang!

Suddenly, the corners of Hua Ziyuan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a poignant smile, and then fell on top of the guqin.

"Ziyuan!"

"Senior Sister Ziyuan......"

Hua Qingyun hurriedly helped Hua Ziyuan up, and his spiritual power probed, and suddenly his heart twitched fiercely, the situation was much more serious than imagined, Hua Ziyuan's spiritual power was squeezed countless times, and after stopping at this time, her vitality was actually passing rapidly......

Not long after, the bell of Qianzang Temple rang, and for some reason, the sound was long and long, and as the bell dissipated, Hua Ziyuan's breathing and heartbeat stopped, and his eyes closed quietly and slowly.

"Ahem...... Senior sister!" Yu Wenlei just woke up, feeling an inexplicable panic in his chest, and when he saw Hua Ziyuan falling, he suddenly straightened up, as if he had temporarily forgotten the fatal injuries on his body.

Yuwen Lei rushed over frantically, a blood-colored hand pushed Hua Qingyun away, and hugged Hua Ziyuan tightly in his arms, he looked at the quaint Changqin in front of him, and seemed to think of something. Then, he stretched out two fingers to sense Hua Ziyuan's snort, and after more than ten breaths, there was still no movement, his palms trembled, and he shook his head desperately.

"Senior sister...... Senior sister, why, why are you so stupid!" Yuwen Lei still didn't understand, it must have been Hua Ziyuan who saved him, just like last time, playing the Demon Purification Requiem, but this time, he knew his physical condition, and it was almost impossible to save him......

However, Hua Ziyuan did it, and the price was to pay with his life!

"Amitabha, Senior Brother Lei, don't be overly emotional, the female donor sacrifices herself to save you like this, don't let down the female donor's heart......!

"Get out!"

Yuwen Lei roared hysterically, he picked up Hua Ziyuan, barely used his spiritual power and opened his wings again, his wings shook, and flew out from the halfway up the mountainside......

"Don't be impulsive!"

Whoosh!

Ji Ji and Hua Qingyun and the others rose up in the sky and chased after Yuwen Lei, with Yuwen Lei's speed, of course, they couldn't get rid of the Spirit King powerhouse. He hugged Hua Ziyuan tightly and only flew forward.

Yu Wenlei was so grief-stricken that he even thought of suicide, he withdrew his wings, and the two fell together with their arms in their arms. And the old monk of Jiji naturally wouldn't let him get his wish, and the powerful spiritual power condensed out of thin air and held up Yuwen Lei in the air.

"Old monk, I don't need you to be nosy, get out! I don't need you to fake mercy!" Yuwen Lei was imprisoned in the air, roaring desperately in his mouth, and in his heart, he was still resentful of letting Hua Ziyuan save him with his life.

At this moment, he suddenly heard Hua Ziyuan in his arms murmuring slightly, he was stunned for a moment, and instantly became ecstatic, shaking Hua Ziyuan's body vigorously!

Not far away, Hua Qingyun and the other senior monks all felt that Yuwen Lei must be overly sad and delirious, however, the next moment their eyes suddenly froze!

I saw that the woman in Yuwenlei's arms opened her eyes strangely and met Yuwenlei's eyes at close range!

"Senior sister, you're not dead...... Senior sister, great, great, you're not dead!" Yuwen Lei cried with joy, hugged Hua Ziyuan tightly again, and the man's tears inadvertently flicked down......

"Look for death!"

Yuwenlei was still immersed in the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, at this time, a cold voice came out of his arms, and then, Yuwenlei felt that his throat was pinched by a hand!

Yuwen Lei was pinched and brought to Hua Ziyuan, his face was swollen red, and the green tendons on his forehead were exposed, but he was choked and couldn't speak. Looking at each other again, Yuwen Lei saw that Hua Ziyuan's gaze was shining with a crimson edge, and he was stared at by this pair of eyes, as if he was in a thousand-year-old ice cellar......

"Old monk, remove the spiritual power confinement! Otherwise, he will die!" the cold voice came out of the woman's mouth again, containing an unquestionable majesty.

"Ziyuan, you ......" Hua Qingyun exclaimed in surprise, he just wanted to go over, but was stopped by Ji Ji. Ji Ji shook his head solemnly, a pair of cloudy old eyes fixed on the woman, and with Ji Ji's eyesight, he naturally saw the woman in front of him, and Hua Ziyuan, who sacrificed his life to save people before, was like two people.

"I had to ...... Amitabha, girl, who are you!"

Hua Ziyuan looked at Ji Ji with a squint, and smiled evilly, "Who is this seat? I am the Emperor...... Red Spirit!" (To be continued.) )