Tianquan suddenly remembered that a long time ago, someone had said something like this to him-

"The gains and losses in this life are counted, and everything you get will have a price after all, but the time has not yet come."

That person had enlightened Tianquan in confusion countless times, and he regarded him as a good friend who could entrust his life, and after he said such a thing, he even responded jokingly-

"Maybe I'm lucky?"

Looking back now, it was a long time ago, but this conversation seems to have happened just now.

Tianquan raised his head, and under the dim moonlight, he walked barefoot on the beach by the river alone, and the moon was not far from the wind and looked at him.

He raised his head as if to say hello, but when he got closer, he realized that the person in front of him was nothing more than a wax figure, and it quickly collapsed, and there was still a strange smile on his distorted face.

To his surprise, it seemed to be the same as usual, Tianquan suddenly found that his eldest brother Yue seemed to have maintained such a strange and unnatural expression all along, but why did he never seem to find out.

In a trance, he seemed to remember who had warned him not to trust the other party too much, but that memory that was too long ago had been completely forgotten by him in an unknown corner.

After the moon left the wind, more familiar figures appeared in front of Tianquan's eyes, and one after another miserable white and strange wax figures appeared in front of his eyes, and then collapsed.

Suddenly looking back, Tianquan found himself standing on the slope of a mountain composed of wax corpses, and at that moment, his body seemed to have also turned into a wax figure, merging with these corpses.

……

"Traitor! Go to hell! ”

The words of hatred brought Tianquan's thoughts back to reality, the pain in his abdomen did not seem to be fake, the smell of blood was particularly pungent, this was not the first time he had bled out, but it was the first time he felt that his life was flowing rapidly with this blood.

Everyone has an instinct to survive, but when Tenizumi realizes that his death is near, he surprisingly doesn't have the same desire to live.

In the invisible vision of outsiders, Tianquan seems to be able to feel that he is in the hell of the corpse mountain and blood river, in the boundless abyss of pain, those hatreds that turn into wax figures are like chains trapping him, so that he cannot be reborn.

It was the sword that killed him, but Tianquan's life was taken by these accumulated resentments, and he could see that he seemed to have borne the hatred that did not belong to him, but he could feel a little relieved.

Perhaps his death can put an end to this spiral of hatred caused by him, and in the end, Tianquan is still unwilling to give up this little hope.

Tianquan's vision was blurred, and when he fell, the last person he saw was Qian Xiaoxiao.

"Little Girl......"

Qian Xiaoxiao hugged Tianquan, the increasingly cold body, as if a large piece of land was being dug out of her heart, and the feeling of emptiness filled her whole body, making her tremble unconsciously, and two helpless tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes.

The Emei disciple didn't hesitate when he started, this sword was extremely accurate and heavy, almost cutting off all the way of life of Tianquan, even if he used the mystery of martial arts internal force, he might be able to return to heaven and change his life, but——

Qian Xiaoxiao can't do it.

Although the King of Youyun passed on her life's skills, so that she could ascend to the sky in one step without much effort, ten percent of the shadow skills are the existence of heaven and creation, and it is not impossible to disobey the destiny of heaven.

But the problem is that even if Qian Xiaoxiao has enough powerful skills to bring people back to life, she can't give Tianquan this chance to save her life.

The fact that the Youyun Dharma King was able to pass on the skill to her had nothing to do with the strength of the Shadow Skill, just because the other party had cultivated the Northern Spiritual Skill of the Freedom Sect in addition to this magic skill.

In today's world, the only one who can convert internal forces back and forth between people as goods is the free faction.

Qian Xiaoxiao didn't know how to do the magic of the Northern Underworld, so even if she was carrying a shocking treasure, she could only watch Tianquan slowly die in her arms with powerlessness.

The world seemed to be still, and the relieved smile on the corner of Tianquan's mouth made Qian Xiaoxiao puzzled and sad.

However, only Qian Xiaoxiao's completely broken heart fell into a dead silence, and outside of her, all the chivalrous warriors were like rotten wolves that smelled blood, and they took this opportunity to kill one after another.

Qian Xiaoxiao hugged Tianquan's corpse tightly, and the surging black true qi condensed into a terrifying black cloud, swallowing everyone outward like a tidal wave.

In the terrifying environment where you can't see your fingers, the trembling black clouds emitted a piercing roar, like the ghosts and demons that have sunk for eternity above the nine tombs.

The terrifying killing intent deepened with the spread of the black clouds, and half of the restless knights had already retreated.

"Withdraw, now we can kill the traitor of Tianquan is enough, this demon girl's martial arts are too high, we are afraid-"

Before the words fell, a pitch-black giant claw suddenly rushed out of the black mist, and the chivalrous man died on the spot with a brazen slap, and among the rolling black clouds, the woman lingered in the void with no emotion.

"You all deserve to die......"

Hearing this, all the knights couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines.

"Let's go!" I don't know who shouted, everyone immediately took up light skills and ran in all directions, at this time, if you talk about demeanor or face, it is really stupid.

But the black mist seemed to be boundless, and between Qian Xiaoxiao's gestures, the true qi as black as prison turned into the shape of a chain, flying from all directions, taking people's lives in the blink of an eye.

The roars and screams were all turned into decorations for this bloody feast, and when Qian Xiaoxiao killed people just for the sake of killing, the destructive power that could be caused was extremely terrifying.

Biyun and the others were like sheep being driven, a group of people gathered back to back, and they could only desperately wait for the chains in the black fog to take people's lives at any time, they couldn't do anything.

Blood for blood, this is Qian's small revenge, and it is also the beginning of a new bloody storm on the rivers and lakes.

Speaking of which, there is actually room for this matter to turn around, because Tianquan, who was lying in Qian Xiaoxiao's arms, still had the last glimmer of life, and the heavenly poisonous crying heart in his body, when he was dying, burst out with amazing power, barely able to hang his last breath.

If Tianquan is still alive, there may be a possibility of reconciliation between Qian Xiaoxiao and the righteous path, but there is no if in reality, and the person who completely cuts off this hope is Bian Guang.

The hungry wolf waiting on the edge finally showed its fangs at the end, and in order to ensure that Tianquan would not leave alive, Bian Guang and his brothers were watching the battle from beginning to end.

When he saw Tianquan fall in Qian Xiaoxiao's arms, Bian Guang finally gave an order, and a succession of arrows rose from the sky, rushing straight into the center of the black mist, taking away the last chance of the young man's life.

The black mist blocked the life path of the righteous knights, but it also cut off Tianquan's vitality, and in a direction invisible to the naked eye, the arrow pierced deep into Tianquan's body.

Qian Xiaoxiao was stunned, maybe this was her illusion, the arrow should have landed in her head, but at the last moment, Tianquan, who had lost consciousness, blocked the arrow for her.

In a dream-like trance, she seemed to be able to see the relieved smile on Tianquan's face, and the sentence that could never be shouted again - "little girl".

(End of chapter)