Ye Qiantong raised his head suddenly, his blood-stained face looked a little terrifying, staring at this pair of shameless, dirty and filthy scumbag sluts, reaching out and tremblingly holding the jade that was hanging on his neck, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he smiled coldly: "If you want the Blood Soul Stone, unless you kill me!" ”

"Bang"

Ye Qiantong was shocked, her eyes were suddenly full of tragic pain, her eyes widened, and she looked down in despair at the bubbling blood in her heart, burning her to ashes like a red sun.

Raising her eyes to look at Gu Xiyao, she was holding the "Soul Killing" twin pistol that had accompanied the two of them in the world for so many years, Ye Qiantong laughed bitterly at herself, she was still too naïve, she still had the luxury of expecting that all this was just a scene directed and acted by them, and she even hoped that it was just a dream.

"Huh? Hahahaha!" Ye Qiantong suddenly raised her head miserably and laughed, two lines of blood and tears flowed out tragically, and the monstrous hatred set off a terrifying wave like a rolling river.

"If there is a next life, I will definitely crush your two dogs and men to ashes, and you will not die well!"

Before the words fell, Ye Qiantong used all his last strength, mobilized the power of the power in his body, and his hands quickly formed a mark of complex inscriptions, and a terrifying and powerful energy ball mysteriously appeared!

Ability self-destructs!

Even if she died, she would have to pull two cushions! robbed her of everything and wanted to spend this life worry-free, dreaming!!

A trace of bloodthirsty determination flashed in Ye Qian's bloody eyes, and he smashed the energy ball into his heart fiercely, and a heart-rending blood tear fell from his eyelashes.

"Stop! Don't be afraid, girl!"

Between the lightning and flint, Ye Qiantong's wrist was suddenly clamped, and the heat from the wide palm made people tremble, as if it was full of the ultimate sense of security.

With a sudden pull of the arm, Ye Qiantong fell into a hot and hard chest, and was fiercely held in his arms.

The man's demonic aura was overwhelming, and it frantically poured into Ye Qiantong's lungs like a mountain and a sea, and his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all his taste.

Ye Qiantong suddenly woke up, her eyes opened suddenly, and she realized that she had fallen into the trap of the Burning Heart Mist.

Burning the mist, recalling the past, stirring up the most painful things in the depths of the heart, like burning the heart and losing oneself.

If she used the self-detonation ability on herself again, she would be truly shattered.

Just like now, after the Burning Heart Mist was broken, the blood mist of this Yongdao dissipated, and the day was like day in an instant, and the monks who disappeared were wailing everywhere, some were terrified and undecided, and some were happy to have escaped death.

Ye Qiantong looked back, and what caught her eye was a peerless face as finely carved as the ancient Greek gods, with exquisite facial features staring at her deeply, and those handsome eyes as deep as the sea were full of deep worry and distress and pity.

"Are you sincere to me?" Ye Qiantong suddenly asked in a ghostly manner, and his voice was slightly hoarse.

Di Mingjue was slightly stunned, although he didn't know what she had encountered in this heart-burning mist, but he was really frightened when he saw the scene of self-harm with pain and despair on her face.

As long as I think that this girl will disappear from now on, the emperor will have the heart to destroy the world and destroy the world!

Pursing her lips, Di Mingjue immediately raised her hand to gently wipe away the beads of crystal sweat on her forehead, and suddenly lowered his head and dropped a deep kiss on her lips, gentle and spoiled.

"The time of life is too long, so use the years of a lifetime to preserve the memory first."