Xuanyi suddenly remembered that Shaoyi had said that the sea of hatred would devour the darkness of the candle. She has always been meticulous, and she would not have been confused, but because of the accidents of her father and brother one after another, Shaoyi revealed too much information to her, and she forgot about it for a while.

She will forget her feelings, but Shaoyi will never forget, so he didn't remind her?

Since he knew that he couldn't use the darkness of the candle shade, she was almost equal to no combat power, how could he ask her to deal with the corpse? Why didn't he stop Fu Cang when he came before? Could it be that it was precisely because he knew that she couldn't do anything that he deliberately let Fu Cang accompany him?

Xuanyi was shocked in her heart, seeing that the little remaining candle shade was about to be swallowed by turbidity, she forcibly snatched them back with a calm face, and for a while she felt that most of her divine power had been gone, and the ice dragon that bound the emperor was countless circles smaller, and thousands of cold lights disappeared.

She faintly had a bad premonition, and hurriedly turned her head to look at Fu Cang, the sword qi tide was fiercely entangled with the group of monsters, his white clothes were already stained with blood, that group of monsters was a demon clan that had to gather thousands of generals to kill before he died, and after his death, he was infected even more by the turbidity from the sea of hatred, and the turbidity here was extremely heavy, and Fu Cang was afraid that his divine power was almost consumed, and the wound was infected by the turbidity, and he couldn't move rashly.

Looking down again, the frozen emperor's head could already start turning, and she really didn't have the extra strength to freeze him stronger - if she continued like this, all her efforts would be wasted.

Could it be that the two of them really died here together today?

Just as she was hesitating, her arm was suddenly grabbed, and Fu Cang, who was almost soaked in blood in white clothes, galloped over, dragging her to the edge of the sea of hatred: "Get out of here!"

But when he left, Qingyan and his father ......

Xuanyi subconsciously glanced back again, but saw that the group of monsters and the Feng clan who kept chasing Fu Cang before were surrounded by countless huge golden dragons in a circle, no matter how they struggled to escape, they couldn't break free from that circle, and the terrible roar of the Feng clan pierced into her head, making her dizzy, and the dragon scales couldn't withstand his roar.

Fu Cang gasped, he had suffered countless wounds on his chest and back, and the turbidity almost invaded his internal organs, he gritted his teeth to recall Chunjun's scabbard, and touched a handful of blood from the wound and sprinkled it on it, and the scabbard instantly turned into a golden dragon, flexibly burrowing into the black mist, opening a way for them to leave.

He grabbed Xuanyi and locked it in his arms, and his voice was very difficult: "Let's withdraw first, the coming day will be long." ”

The hot divine blood fell on her face and body, Xuanyi was stunned for a long time, and suddenly hugged him tightly with his backhand.

There is nothing to do, if he gives up halfway this time, with her understanding of Shaoyi, he will definitely not hesitate to take back the three heart feathers, and his father and Qingyan are afraid that they will not escape the catastrophe. He just didn't want the gods to know the secret of leaving the sea of hatred, so he acted in secret, and now that he was still involved in Fucang, he would definitely not let him go.

For the first time in her life, Xuanyi hated why she didn't learn the way of fists and feet, so that at least she could beat the emperor into powder, instead of being stunned by the little divine power left, watching Fu Cang hurt her like this.

Fu Cang's shoulders were pinched hard, and the strength of his hands made her feel pain in her bones.

"If I can't do it, be obedient and go out on your own. ”

He said as blood dripped down her neck.

How could it be that he went out on his own? He probably lost his mind.

She doesn't have the darkness of the candle, but there is still a lot of darkness in the sea of hatred, and although it has been infected by the turbidity and regeneration power, it is still the darkness of the candle.

Xuanyi fixed on the black fog that filled the sky, and she finally understood what the three heart feathers that Shaoyi gave her were of any use.

She bit the tip of her tongue and spewed out an ice barrier, and pushed Fu Cang to the ground, he was already seriously injured and strong, Leng Buding was pushed hard by her magic, and he fainted, the blood quickly stained the pale sand on the ground, and the blue scabbard fell to his hand.

The sand shook violently, Xuanyi raised his eyes, because Fucang was unconscious, Chunjun naturally lost its effectiveness, and the monsters and Fangfeng clans who were originally trapped by countless golden dragons in the distance chased after them from the ground.

She took a deep breath, and without hesitation, summoned the black mist around her to her body, and the turbidity entered her body, like a flame burning the meridians and five organs, her eyes were black for a while, and sweat soaked her clothes.

It's not enough, it's not enough, to completely destroy the body of the culprit, to freeze the group of chasing monsters, and continue to suck, there is so much black fog in the sea of hatred, enough for her to squander.

Sweat ran down Xuanyi's cheeks and down her neck, and the turbid air crashed against her limbs, and she felt her heart beat hard, as if it was about to crack.

A soft golden cyan glow suddenly burst out from her heart, flowing through her body like flowing water, Xuanyi couldn't tell whether this was an illusion or a real thing, her eyes were staring at some unknown dot on the ground, her ears buzzed, and only the action of absorbing the black mist continued persistently.

The wind was blowing, the monsters were close in front of her, Xuanyi let out a breath, and the unprecedented huge pitch-black blizzard roared almost violently, and the two pairs of Dijiang wings that were almost slapped on her face suddenly slowed down, and in the next moment, the black crystal-like ice froze them solidly.

The violent heartbeat gradually stopped, and the first heart feather completely healed her heartache, and the pain of the heart-rending turbidity infection subsided in an instant.

Xuanyi got up, flicked her fingertips, and eight huge black ice dragons rolled up the monsters, and she slowly walked back all the way, while continuing to absorb the black mist.

For the first time, she found herself so brave, as if she was not afraid of pain at all, and she would not selfishly rush to run for her life.

What is that, she will never be asked to fight for it so far, the reason why she is standing here is just for Qingyan, about a little bit for her father, and now it is even more for Fucang.

Absorbing all the black mist that was in the way in front of him, Xuanyi felt that every step was like walking on the tip of a knife. Of course, it's good to be a candle yin clan, but the only bad thing is that because of the dragon scales, their patience for pain is really not enough. The majestic Zhongshan Emperor, the talented Xiaolongjun who practiced hard, was planted with a heart feather, and the Qingyang Emperor's chest was injured and they fainted, it was really useless.

When it comes to patience with pain, we still have to learn from her waste material, she is about the only princess in the Candle Yin clan who has dealt with pain at every turn.

So the pain of this bit of turbidity burning the internal organs and meridians is really nothing, nothing.

On the empty sandy ground, the emperor who had broken free from the ice was standing with his hands in his hands, and when he heard the footsteps, he turned his head and stopped for a long time, and the corpse that caused the disaster of leaving the sea of hatred actually said: "I want to live." ”

Xuanyi let out a breath, and the dark blizzard surrounded him, and she said lightly: "You have been living outside for a long time, and you are living very well." ”

Not only is it stormy, but it is also vicious and abnormal, relying on the power of the emperor, it is difficult to take revenge on him.

The blizzard wasn't big enough for her to freeze him so completely that he couldn't roll over again.

The black mist poured into his body like a tide, and Xuanyi only felt that his hair was also drenched with sweat, and a burst of golden-cyan light swept across his chest—the second heart feather.

Useless Shaoyi, I can't help this pain.

Ten pitch-black ice dragons were summoned and turned into black crystal-like ice blades that filled the sky, piercing the emperor's body back and forth that had healed repeatedly. It's really hard to eliminate, how did her grandfather and the Qingyang clan come to an end?

The black mist was constantly sucked into her body again, so much so that Xuanyi felt that her brain was about to explode, but it was still not enough, not enough, or she would simply swallow the entire sea of hatred, Shaoyi, that bastard used all means to coerce her, and now she is still outside to watch the play, she has to make him die of pain.

(Zilang Literature)