Cheng Hongtu thought of Sister Hongyan, and the handsome shadow with a pale face immediately flashed in his mind, and he was ruthlessly tortured and miserable. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The little lady of Yanfu, who is suspected to be her sister, has become a heart disease, a heart-rending disease that is difficult to cure. He didn't find his sister for a day, and this heart disease couldn't be eliminated for a day, so he could only be ruthlessly tortured, and he didn't know how long it would be.

He let out a long sigh, as if he felt a sense of relief, that he was about to die, and that the painful things would disappear. From then on, he no longer had to worry about those vows, nor would he be tormented by terrible shadows.

In despair, Ye Wuxian remembered a person, a person he hated very much, and he was a person who knew nothing, that is, Bai Ye, who bought a murderer to hunt down and kill him. He's dying, and there's no chance of getting rid of that guy, and there's no need to worry about it.

This is what is lost and gained, but this kind of gain is extremely painful, extremely reluctant and powerless, and it is imposed on oneself and has to accept.

What he lost was a sense of mission, and the vows he wanted to fulfill the most disappeared with the end of his life. He has no choice but to accept the terrifying reality, devour the painful consequences, and leave the nostalgic world.

Cheng Hongtu was desperate, his handsome face was distorted, the muscles of his whole body had stiffened, and he was about to end his short life in grief and pain.

Under the furnace, the fire was raging, illuminating the cave red, extremely terrifying, flashing blood.

Inside the furnace, it was even hotter and the baking was unbearable, the ingredients squeaked, and the smoke mist rose and swept, relentlessly fumigating the only life.

Cheng Hongtu is about to die, the fate of his young life is bumpy, the ending is tragic, everything will end, and it is also the final liberation of the spirit.

Although he does not admit that he is swayed by fate, he is powerless to change the cruel reality and reverse the tragedy of death.

Is it just dead, is it just a waste of mission?

Ye Wuxian is not dead yet, there is still a breath, he can still think clearly, and he is not willing to die without doing anything.

He is a tenacious and tenacious man, whose life is not over and must not be given up. In the extremely short Yang world, although he can't move, he still has a breath, and he has to work hard to fight for the hope of survival.

When it comes to the hope of life, he is delusional, daydreaming, in the furnace, the acupuncture channel is closed, unable to escape, in the desperate situation of death, there is no way to live, how to escape?

However, in his lifetime, he has endured countless hardships and dangers, and his body and mind have been tempered for more than ten years, which is very comparable. He has a firm belief that as long as he lives, he can't give up, and he is still racking his brains, meditating on a way to escape.

The reality is too cruel, the situation is too urgent, he can't think about it, he is at a loss, and there is indeed no hope.

Can he only accept his fate? He still has a breath, he is still unwilling, and he is still thinking hard. In his beliefs, he will never accept his fate, and must fight to the end until the end of his life.

It's a pity that he is about to die, he can't change reality, he can't escape death, there is little hope, and it can only be a fantasy in a dream.

Helplessness, pain, grief, despair...... These emotions overflowed his heart, and he could only bear them until he died.

Suddenly, Ye Wuji's heart moved, and his twisted and stiff face seemed to loosen a little. It turned out that, in the midst of pain, he thought of something and was shocked.

Cheng Hongtu thought of something that made him excited? It turned out to be ecstasy.

He only thought of this treasure at this time, and regretted it very much, and lamented repeatedly, why didn't he think about it earlier, if he could use it, maybe there was still hope for life.

It's too late, the available time has passed, it's over, it's over, it's desperate, death is imminent, this treasure is useless waste.

Is it just waiting for death? Will the precious ecstasy go with him like this? No, this breath has not been swallowed yet, he still has to think about it, and he has to make a final struggle.

The fire was burning, and the heat inside the furnace was unbearable. The materials were creaking and squeaking, continuously, like the cries of a ghost, eating away at the poor creatures. They are melting, they are mixing, the smoke is rising, they are fumigating, and they are about to destroy the only life in the furnace.

Cheng Hongtu is already desperate, his life is about to pass, and he is still thinking hard. In the pain, he has always been unwilling, his body cannot move, and his brain is still thinking bitterly, he always has to work hard before he dies.

At this moment, he is powerless to fight, there is no rescue, only the ecstasy may be used, if there is still a glimmer of hope, he can only place his hopes on this precious treasure.

He wants to find a way to give it a try, hoping to take advantage of the ecstasy, and whether he can get his wish depends on fate.

Night Without a Trace originally believed in fate, but at this time, he could only accept his fate, hoping that his fate could be reversed and he could break free from the hands of death.

He couldn't move, so he could only shout: "Red Wind God, I think of something, there is a treasure here, it can't be destroyed." This treasure is not easy to come by, and it is a pity to destroy it like this, and I can't bear it. ”

Chifeng was stunned for a moment, and he didn't expect that Cheng Hongtu hadn't died yet, so he was a little surprised. It smiled contemptuously, ignored it, and continued to unleash the true fire of samadhi, melting the material and primer as quickly as possible.

Under the scorching flames, Cheng Hongtu has not died, which is indeed a miracle, and the bones of others have long been incomplete.

His ability to defy fire, even though he is unable to resist the true fire of samadhi, can also have some effect, and can prolong his life for a while, so he can survive until this time.

As the temperature inside the furnace increased, he could no longer hold on, and gradually melted into the materials.

Seeing that the Red Wind God did not react, Ye Wuxian sighed, and he couldn't imagine that the baby couldn't touch the monster's heart.

He was unwilling, and said: "Red Wind God, I am a dying person, this treasure is useless, give it to you, so that the treasure can play some role." This treasure is of great use to you, and to me it is a consolation to be able to preserve it and make use of it. ”

Chifeng God's eyes rolled, he thought for a while and said, "Boy, I know you're playing tricks and trying to live, it's useless, I won't be fooled." You're going to die soon, so don't be delusional, settle down and make a treasure for me. ”

Night Without a Trace sighed: "I am already a mortal person, why lie to you." I do have a treasure of extraordinary power and effect, and there is no treasure in the world that can compare with it. It would be a pity if such a treasure were destroyed!"

Then, he told him that the effect of this treasure is very peculiar, and the strange thing is that it can make birds and beasts completely change beyond recognition. If you want to transform into a human form, this treasure can also make them human-like.

This is a unique treasure in the world, and if it is destroyed, it will never be seen again, which is not only a pity, but also heart-wrenching.

The Red Wind God sneered and ignored it, still casting spells to fuel the flames, melting the unwilling to die.