Shen Shen is like a big stone, pressing on everyone's heart. [Latest chapter reading.]

In a battle with Jiang Shi, only victory is allowed, not defeated.

However, the odds of victory are very small, even if it is a desperate situation, it is not an exaggeration.

Ye Zifeng stood in the courtyard, not closing his eyes all night, anxious.

"This time, I'm afraid it won't work. ”

"I see, that's what you think. ”

At the corner of the courtyard, a very beautiful cedar woman walked over, with a little vermilion in the center of her eyebrows, and it was Jialan.

The two glanced at each other, and there was no affection between men and women, because what they were thinking about at the moment was Shen Zong and their future fate.

The battle has been exhausted for a long time, and the masters of the Martial Spirit Continent have long been at the end of their power.

In this state, to deal with the Jiang Shi who is in full bloom, how is it different from hitting a stone with an egg?

"What are your plans?"

Jia Lan smiled lightly, but there was a hint of melancholy and depression in this smile.

They have never been pessimistic, and they have never been accustomed to looking for hope in desperate situations, unless reality is enough to despair.

"What else can you plan, prepare the magic cannon, at the cost of the same end, maybe you can make Jiang Shi have some scruples and temporarily withdraw from the Martial Spirit Continent. ”

Ye Zifeng smiled miserably, the bitterness in his eyes overflowing.

"Of course, this is not a long-term solution, not even a strategy, what we can think of, Jiang Shi must also think of, he ...... Be prepared. ”

Conspiracy and conspiracy, no matter what kind of conspiracy or conspiracy it is, as long as it has been used once, it will be guarded against, and the same is naturally the case with the magic cannon.

"Three days, maybe the last three days of all of our lives, Jialan, do you have any unfulfilled wishes, do them together. For example...... You and Shen Zong. ”

Ye Zifeng looked at Jia Lan, and there was a sense of loneliness in his eyes.

He knew very well that Jia Lan only cared for him as a friend and as a master, but as for the love between men and women, there was none.

The person Jia Lan likes is Shen Zong, and what she is looking at in her eyes has always been Shen Zong.

"Alas, it's as if we really have nothing to do but wait for death, it's not like you, Ye Zifeng. ”

She chuckled, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"Speaking of which, I actually have a solution, but it's just ......"

“...... It's just what, Jia Lan, say it quickly, no matter what, as long as I can help Shen Zong, I will do anything. ”

"Are you really, going to do anything?"

Ye Zifeng's expression shook in vain, and his face turned better: "Of course!"

"So...... Kill me. ”

Jia Lan said word by word, her bright eyes full of solemnity.

She's not kidding, she's serious.

Ye Zifeng took two steps back, looked at the other party in amazement, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Jialan? It's not interesting to joke at this time. ”

Jia Lan smiled lightly, her apricot eyes were full of depression, and she approached Ye Zifeng step by step, almost forcing him into a corner.

She is not a fool, she knows very well what Ye Zifeng has for her, and she also knows what Ye Zifeng is most afraid of.

"I'm not kidding, you can tell dá àn if you look me in the eye. I have the soul rejuvenation technique planted by Jiaqin in my body, and once I die, Jiaqin will borrow my body to resurrect my soul. And now, it's time to employ people. If you want to resist the impact of Jiang Shi, you must ...... Make a decision. ”

"Kill me! Let Jiaqin be reborn, my remaining consciousness will control her movements, this is the only way now. ”

Jia Lan took a big step forward, grabbed Ye Zifeng's hand, and pulled out the saber at his waist.

"Let's not mention that Jiaqin's rebirth may not be able to stop Master Jiang, and besides, why do you have to let me make a move?" Ye Zifeng frowned and shook his head violently.

If he wants to kill Jia Lan, how is it different from committing suicide?

For a long period of time, Jia Lan has supported his belief in living.

"Jiaqin has a deep understanding of the Martial God Realm, if she can return to her soul, maybe she can have a strange strategy, and she can tell Shen Zong, which is also the only chance at present. ”

Jia Lan stared into Ye Zifeng's eyes, without any intention of backing down.

"As for why you were asked to kill me, because...... You are the strongest alchemist in the mainland, and you know the soul and the human body best, if you come to make a move, you may be able to grasp the proportions and leave a wisp of my soul, and I may also have a chance to be reborn again. ”

Ye Zifeng immediately shook his head, with a reluctant expression: "No, I'm not sure, many concepts have been written in ancient books, but I haven't actually operated them, and besides, do you really want to do this for Shen Zong?"

"Then, I will commit suicide, so that there will be no chance of resurrection, in this case, are you satisfied, Zifeng?"

Garan drew her saber back and slung it around her neck instead.

Her delicate, snow-white neck, like clotted fat, was pierced by the tip of the sword, and droplets of blood slowly flowed down the stall.

"I'll count three times, and if you don't kill me, I'll kill myself. If you stop me, I will kill myself. ”

Jia Lan's tone did not have the slightest hesitation.

With such an awareness, I'm afraid she would have done it a long time ago.

"I ......" Ye Zifeng's mind of snatching the sword was immediately disintegrated.

He understood, Jia Lan was serious.

"Three ......" Jia Lan stretched out a finger expressionlessly, and the tip of the sword stabbed more deeply, but she didn't seem to feel the slightest pain, as if she was stabbing someone else's body.

"Two ......"

The death-like words of the death knell rang in Ye Zifeng's heart.

"One ......"

"Wait! I'll do it. ”

Ye Zifeng's eyes, which had been silent for a long time, finally opened them again, and he sighed deeply, as if the vicissitudes of life were changing in his heart, and he looked at Jia Lan, after this glance, it may be goodbye.

"Before that, I want to tell you one thing: I ...... I loved you deeply. Ye Zifeng's face was like ashes, but he finally said this sentence.

"I know. ”

Jia Lan smiled, like a begonia blooming, instantly fragrant, intoxicating.

"I trust you the most. ”

I saw Ye Zifeng's eyebrows, flashing the most elusive color, as if disappointed and relieved.

The next moment, he pulled out the Ice Emperor Sword, aimed at the part of Jia Lan's heart that was a little bit up, and stabbed it violently.

Blood shoots!

The blood stained Jia Lan's clothes red as fast as it could, and her vision soon blurred.

However, a rune-like mark suddenly lit up on her body, and the spiral spread from her body to her head at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the rejuvenation technique planted by Jiaqin seemed to have been activated.

"Finally, Zifeng, I want you to bring a message to Shen Zong, is it okay?" Jia Lan's face was calm, as if she had transcended life and death and could not feel pain.

"Finally, do you want to send him a message? Okay Jialan, you say, I'll help you bring the words. Ye Zifeng smiled miserably and raised his head again.

However, what caught his eye was no longer Jia Lan......

This last sentence is no longer deliverable.

(End of chapter)