Rong Hua was sending spiritual power to Yin Jing, even if there was only a lot of spiritual power left in his body, he was still desperately trying to convey it.

This bit of spiritual power is of no use to Yin Jing at all, but he is so persistent, even if he can only get a little better, or don't make her hurt so much, then this is not in vain.

But he himself is obviously the end of the crossbow.

Yin Jing held Rong Hua's hand that transmitted her spiritual power, and she shook her head with difficulty, the words were difficult, "No...... Use it, don't ...... Ahem...... In vain. ”

She coughed as she spoke, and a large stream of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, as if it could not be exhausted, and she bent her eyes, "I'm sorry...... I lied to you...... I've always been a demon...... But I, I want to stay with you so badly......"

The more words are spoken, the more blood is shed,

Rong Hua's eyes were very calm, like a puppet without seven emotions and six desires, weird and nihilistic, "I don't care." ”

The smile on Yin Jing's face grew bigger and bigger, and tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, "Does that mean that you still have me in your heart?" ”

Rong Hua stopped talking, he was like a statue, there was an oppressive coldness between his eyebrows, he just insisted on plugging the bleeding wound, but the blood still slipped from his fingers.

At this time, Yin Jing was extremely stubborn and wanted to get an answer, she grabbed the corner of the man's clothes like a child, "You also like me, right?" ”

Rong Hua said lightly: "Is this your wish?" ”

The blood is flowing faster and faster, and her life is also passing, Yin Jing's pupils are slowly dilating, there is no distance focus, but she still stubbornly pulls the corner of his clothes.

"Reply, answer me......"

"Tell me ......"

"You like me too......"

She was waiting for an answer, and she also wanted to make her death clear, instead of leaving with regret.

The man seemed to be pity, but also as if he was indifferent, and his eyelashes covered the emotion in his eyes, until the woman's hand that grabbed her foot slowly let go, and then slipped down.

She finally left with regrets.

Rong Hua's face still didn't show any sadness, cold and numb, as if the only remaining feelings had disappeared with Yin Jing.

The warm blood also became cold and disgusting, and the tip of the nose was full of the smell of blood, and it was disgusting to be unable to tell whose it was.

"Rong Hua."

The man still lowered his head as if he hadn't heard, and his bloodless handsome face was as white as paper from the blood stains on the side of his face, and his whole body exuded a bleak cold wind, as if he had just been fished out of a cold pool, dead and lifeless.

Shen Yue walked over, his white shirt hanging quietly, and his jade face looked like an immortal.

Compared with the embarrassment of these two people, her eyebrows and eyes are lonely, like the stars and moon in the sky, and her light robe is as clear as snow.

The white cloth was blindfolded, without a trace of emotion, her face was like snow on the peak, and her voice was as light as a jade bead hitting the plate, and she screamed again.

"Rong Hua."

Still no response.

Bright red blood stained the tail of her snow-white coat, "Do you know what you're doing yourself?" ”

Rong Hua moved at this time, he slowly raised his head, and looked at the white-clothed ancestor in front of him, without sadness or joy, "...... Master. ”

His voice was hoarse and dry, "Can you save her?" ”

Shen Yue stopped talking, although she couldn't see it, she could feel Rong Hua's silent sadness.

Rong Hua was holding the already cold corpse in his arms, as if he had seen a savior, as if he had grasped the last straw, he gently put down Yin Jing and climbed to Shen Yue's feet.

His sturdy and tall body shrunk into a ball at the moment, his head was fiercely lowered, and his hands covered with blood and dust grabbed the corners of Shen Yue's clothes.

He was humble and knelt at Shen Yue's feet, pleading.

"Master, please save her, she really didn't hurt anyone, she didn't even dare to hurt a bird......"

Shen Yue was slightly stunned, cold and arrogant, her eyes like ink paintings were slightly constricted, she pursed her lips, and said coldly: "She is a member of the demon clan." ”

The fingers holding the corners of the white clothes were slowly clenched, the green tendons on the back of his hands were bursting up, he was trembling all over, his head was staring at him, and no one could see his expression.

He said word by word: "Demons, do you deserve to die?" ”

Shen Yue was not shocked, as if it was not her apprentice who knelt at her feet, her eyebrows and eyes were quiet and clear-eyed, calm and cold-blooded: "It really deserves to die." ”

As if it had been embossed to the extreme of some kind of collapse, his knuckles turned blue, and then he slowly raised his head, and his eyes like poisonous snakes quietly looked at the white-clothed fairy in front of him.

The darkness and coldness in his eyes were terrifying, the dark pupils shimmered with a faint cold light, and the heavy resentment was like a haze in the abyss twisted by the storm, mad and distorted.

"You can save ......"

"You can ...... it"

"She didn't do anything wrong...... Master, how can you ...... How can you watch her die......

"It's you people who should be damned......"

"It's you!"

The man's eyes were scarlet, he struggled to stand up, and wanted to say something, but he touched his forehead a little coldly and softly, and in the next second, a wave of dizziness struck, and he fainted directly.

Shen Yue held the man's tall body, those disciples all lowered their heads, and didn't dare to say anything, Kong Rong was also dead, and there was a shallow smell of blood all around.

Her gaze fell on Jiang Ling, who had been standing stiffly, and her attitude was even more indifferent than before, "Go to the cliff, without an order, you will never be able to come out." ”

Jiang Ling's body was for a while, and he looked up in a panic and worriedly, looking at Shen Yue with anxiety.

opened his mouth, "Master......"

Before the words fell, Shen Yue's figure had disappeared, and Yin Jing's body had also disappeared.

Jiang Ling blinked sluggishly in a trance, he also had injuries on his arm, at first he didn't want to hurt Rong Hua, because he knew that Shizun loved this waste very much, so he tried his best to restrain himself and dodge everywhere, and the sword on his arm was stabbed by Rong Hua.

Jiang Ling didn't understand what he had done wrong, why he had to go to Si Guo Ya, he had never been to Si Guo Ya, because there were some disciples who had made big mistakes while staying in Si Guo Ya.

He killed the monster, what a mistake.

Then why is Shizun so indifferent to him?

Was it because he hurt that shit?

But apparently he was injured too.

The master is so eccentric......

Originally, I didn't feel anything, but at this moment, the wound on my arm seemed to be getting deeper and deeper, and the stinging pain permeated my whole body, and even my heart throbbed and throbbed.

A chill crossed his face.

Jiang Ling raised his hand in confusion and touched it, and it was wet.

He reacted to this, it turned out that he ...... Crying.

Jiang Ling has been very mature and stable since he was a child, and he has never shed tears.

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