Rumble!

After a violent impact of vitality, the walls of the entire wing room were shattered.

Before the dust could completely disperse, a black figure had already rushed into the chamber.

The cruel and murderous grin, like a thunderclap, fell into Ye Fang's ears, which was still curled up in the closet of the wing, making her eyes appear desperate, and the last trace of brilliance in her eyes also dissipated at this moment.

"Are you going to die? I haven't been able to look at him again before I die.

But even if I did, what should I say?

Is it a surprise that comes back to life, and can it continue to be with you for a long time?

Hate, or like. ”

At this moment, Ye Fang suddenly felt that all the fear, like the strength in his body, was gradually being taken away.

She didn't even know what her hopeful expectations were.

The complicated mood made her a little confused, what kind of feelings she had for that person.

The first hatred, then pity and sympathy, turned into a faint liking and habit.

Until now, whether it is blind worship, or because of habit, because of like, because of hatred or sympathy, there are feelings that even she can't distinguish.

The object clenched in his hand rolled down the wooden plank of the wardrobe with a grunt.

Cold and lifeless beetles.

Unforgettable Gu.

This was originally for Bi Yu, she kept it, she was afraid that the day when this thing would be useful, that day, she might make another choice.

That is death.

Even if she dies, the Inscription Gu in her body will burst out, and she will return to its original owner, continue to find the next master, and continue to control Bi Yu.

But at least, she was dead, and she didn't use this inscription Gu on Bi Yu when she died.

Maybe she is not a ruthless person, even if she hates someone, in the end, she can actually produce liking.

"This thing can no longer be used, there should be no more stupid and ruthless woman than me. ”

This sentence was what Bi Yu said to Deadwood after she won the battle in Yuelongtai that day.

On that day, it was also the time when the Nebula Pavilion completely recognized Bi Yu's identity, the moment when Bi Yu became the second day of the Nebula Pavilion, and it was also the time when Deadwood decided not to use the Inscription Gu again.

But even so, in her body, this cold beetle still entrenched in her heart, like a dead thing, like herself, her fate is not controlled by herself, she can only obey his fate.

It's just that this is a bug left for Bi Yu, she didn't return it to the dead wood, she kept it, just like delusional thoughts that maybe even she herself is crazy.

She left this worm as if she left Bi Yu's heart.

Cold, emotionless, dead heart.

The memories before death always seem so long, so long that they seem to review the whole life.

Ye Fang didn't know where the strength came from, or I didn't know where the courage came from, she struggled, the moment the wall of the wing room shook and shattered, the moment she rushed into the room and laughed fiercely, she pushed open the door of the wardrobe and crawled out of it.

Her expression was calm, even though her eyes had already seen the executioner, her nose had already smelled the thick smell of blood, and her nerves had already felt an absolute threat of death.

She was calm, as calm as Bi Yu was every day.

"Kill. ”

Her voice was soft, without a hint of emotional fluctuations, as if telling a very ordinary little thing in life.

There was no fear, no despair, and even in her eyes, she looked at the hideous and terrifying pus-covered face, without the slightest constriction of pupils.

Fierce was stunned.

This is the first time since he committed suicide in the Xiong family's mansion that after seeing a living person, he did not make a decisive move, and let the other party live for one breath or two breaths, and he is still alive

This is a disciple of the Nebula Pavilion, which can be seen from the other party's outfit and the waist card hanging from his waist.

It stands to reason that he should be excited, killing such a person will bring him more pleasure than killing any Xiong family disciple.

But he doesn't have the thrill of killing now.

He hoped that when others saw him, it would be a scream of fear, a scream of despair, and a hysterical revolt.

Even if there are none of these, the other party can pretend to be calm and pretend to ignore life and death.

But he killed people and killed so many people, he had already been able to train a pair of vicious eyes, even if the other party pretended to be fearless of life and death, he could see the clues, and he could also feel the mood fluctuations of others.

But the man in front of him, this effeminate woman, had feared the desperate little lamb in his senses.

Now, without the slightest fear, I treat death as if I were at home, no, as if I was begging for death.

This feeling made him very unhappy!

When he's upset, he's going to kill!

But he felt that if he killed the woman in front of him, wouldn't he follow the other party's instructions, and the other party said, "Kill it." "And he went to kill, and this is not killing, but helping others.

He is fierce, and when he kills people, he helps others.

He had never encountered this kind of experience, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Raising his hand, the rich and terrifying fiery red vitality, symbolizing the fire, scorched the air to boiling and twisting, rippling out the ripples of the circle and disorder.

But this Flame Divine Sword, he suddenly felt so heavy, as if he didn't know how to release this Flame Knife Qi when he first learned this sword technique.

"You"

He only uttered one word.

Before this word spread, his expression suddenly changed, and the moment Huo Ran turned around, his palm slashed out, and the burning fire attribute vitality condensed into a flame knife that seemed to be a substance, and suddenly shot out, sweeping towards the wall of the chamber that had been opened.

At this moment, outside the huge hole in the wall, thousands of sword qi suddenly penetrated into the room like a long river, and a huge humanoid sword qi slammed into the flame sword.

Bang!

The fiery snake is flying!

The almost condensed flame broadsword roared and collapsed, and the humanoid giant sword was only a little sparse by the thousands of sword qi on the periphery, and it was still unabated, like an evil dragon roaring and dancing wildly, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, and rushing towards the ferocious impact.

Ye Fang's expression, at this moment, was finally difficult to calm down, as if the already dead heart was rejuvenated.

In the pupils of her eyes, the dazzling sword aura was reflected, and the person represented by the giant sword was reflected.

Gradually, her eyes returned to their former brightness, and the corners of her mouth slowly outlined a bright smile.

"Senior Brother"

That senior brother said all his heart, but he didn't feel boundless, and it seemed so inaudible under the violent roar.

It's really the voice of her heart, even if she says it, she is the only one who hears it, and her heart is whispering.