"Okay, now, no one will bother you, right? Prisoner... Sure enough, it's better to fight quickly, Great Elder! ”

Aran waved his hand to control the puppeteer to carry the seriously injured Xu Qingrang into the main hall, and walked towards the white jade platform without squinting, his eyes were shining with fire, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was very obvious.

"No... No... You can't do that! Aram, let him go! ”

Wen Su watched Xu Qingrang being carried up to the main hall, she shook her head in a panic, trying to stop the tragedy, but she was cut by Qing Ziye and couldn't move.

"Stop! You can't do that, Aram! Sacrifice to me! ”

- Can't die! Can't die! You can't die!!

Wen Su's heart shouted frantically, even if the pain was extreme, she was still struggling desperately, and the blood from the wound was flowing more happily.

Aran glanced down at her, and said unhappily: "What is going to be done in this seat, it is not your turn to point fingers." ”

He looked at the blood stains spreading under Wen Su's body, thinking that he must not let her die of excessive blood loss, but his eyes swirled back and forth between Wen Su and Xu Qingrang. Stretching out a finger and lightly tapping the corner of his lips, he seemed to think of something interesting, and suddenly grinned.

"Woman, you must have been very happy to insult this seat just now, right?"

Aran's eyes exposed an incomparably evil light, revealing madness and rage, seeing that Wen Su's heart was sudden, his intuition was not good, and sure enough, he slowed down his voice and said word by word: "This seat will give you a big gift." Didn't you let him die? Not only does I want him to die now, but I want ......"

There was a pause in his voice, and Arran's smile curled even more, like a beast with its bloody mouth wide open, revealing his vicious fangs.

"Let you see him die!"

Wen Su, who was surprised by Alan's viciousness, looked up at the half-grown child, who was only twelve or thirteen, and there was only a playful smile on his face, as if he didn't know how cruel what he was doing.

He played the bone flute, manipulated the unconscious Qing Ziye to pick Wen Su up from the ground, took it to the main hall, took it up the steps, and held her to death next to the white jade platform, in order to force Wen Su to watch the whole process, her chin was pinched fiercely, facing the direction of the white jade platform, once she shifted her gaze, there would immediately be a muffled snort of Xun Yi's pain, and the sound of one sword after another piercing the flesh and blood forced her to bow her head to the enemy and compromise.

On the white jade platform, the sacrificial circle was still emitting an evil red light, as if it was waiting to devour someone's life. The puppets, like they had dealt with Xun Yi before, pressed the seriously injured Xu Qing to death on the stone platform, and the blood quickly spread, and the red light on the sacrificial circle became stronger and stronger.

Xu Qing was in pain, his hands, feet and body were bound by the red light that appeared on the sacrificial circle, the light became tighter and tighter, and he was deeply immersed in his flesh, as if sucking his blood, his face became more and more pale, obviously in extreme pain, but he had no desire to beg for mercy at all, and he even stared at Aran with a pair of bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to imprint this enemy deeply in his eyes.

"Stop! Stop! He's going to die! ”

Wen Su's voice was already crying, she didn't know what to do, she didn't know what else to say, it seemed that she didn't have the strength to resist except for pleading weakly.

Aran watched the scene in front of him with great interest, this was not the first time he had done the sacrifice of souls to achieve the purpose of controlling the puppeteers, but it had to be said that this was the first time he felt that sacrifice was also an extremely pleasant and interesting thing.

The cronie next to him handed over a mahogany tray, and he lifted the red cloth covering it and picked up a dagger with a unique shape from the mahogany tray. There was a skeleton on the handle of the dagger, which was delicate and lifelike, and the skeleton's eyes flashed red, which was terrifying to look at.

He put the dagger on his robe and wiped it, and said, "Isn't it painful?" Can I help you? ”

As he spoke, he walked up to the white jade platform, which could have been replaced by the Great Elder as the last step, but this time, he wanted to do it himself.

Xu Qingrang, who was lying on the stone platform, was already dying, his blood seemed to have been absorbed by the sacrificial array, and the bones under the flesh and skin were faintly visible, and the body that was originally full of vitality was unable to move at the moment.

He didn't look at Aram, who was walking towards him, but at Wen Su, who was forced to watch the whole process of his death, and in his eyes, there was no blame, no regret, but a faint comfort and apology, as if he was regretting that he had not succeeded in rescuing everyone.

At this time, Aran had already walked to the side of the stone platform, looked at the dagger that was shining with cold light, and looked at the weak Xu Qingrang, this man may not look at him until the moment of death, so it is okay, those angry, hateful, and resentful eyes, he has long been tired of seeing them.

He swung the dagger, and suddenly held it tightly with the tip of the knife pointing downward, and moved his arm, he aimed the dagger at Xu Qingrang's heart.

"No... Don't......"

Wen Su's voice was already trembling, intermittent, silent, out of tune, she stared at the young man's pale face, he squirmed his lips, as if he was saying something.

Aran glanced at Wen Su, who was almost desperate, smiled slightly, and his voice became rare and gentle.

"This seat will help him relieve his pain, and there is no need to thank him."

As soon as the demon's words fell, before Wen Su finally struggled to shout to stop the sound, a sharp blade broke through the flesh and blood, accompanied by another painful muffled snort, like thunder on the ground, exploded in Wen Su's ears, until her flesh and blood were blurred, and it seemed that only a blank was left in her mind.

"Plop" sounded, it was the sound of Wen Su kneeling on the ground weakly, and it seemed that she could only see the only picture in her pupils, which was blurred by blood.

The dagger sank into the man's chest, leaving only the hilt exposed, and after a muffled grunt, the man's head gradually fell to the side, and the original apologetic gaze gradually collapsed, leaving only the gradually dilated pupils, signaling his death.

He's dead.

Still dead.

the handsome man in the moon; The gentle man with the voice of nature; The strong man who has encountered ups and downs for half his life but still tries to survive-

Finally, the soul is broken!

A knife pierces the heart, life is cut off, and there is no room for reversal.

Even if there are thousands of precautions, Xu Qingrang still died at the node of Loulan, is any reversal useless?

Wen Su couldn't figure it out, and she couldn't think about it, her mind was full of images of the moment when Xu Qing died. Thinking that he couldn't avoid his death after all, thinking that he had tried so much but it was still in vain, thinking of her trying her best to reverse the situation before, thinking of Qu Qingran, thinking of the person with a sweet smile coming back to see this picture, thinking of how heartbroken she would be, and maybe even completely losing trust in her because of this......

Countless thoughts rolled through her mind, slashing at her soul like torture, and she didn't notice that her calves were emitting a strong light, with violent power fluctuations, and the aura around her began to surge. Waves of water vapor condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then turned into crystalline blue dots of light, floating around.

This scene attracted everyone's attention, including Alan and the others, who looked at it curiously, and the blue light with a pure aura began to converge and fly in the direction of Wen Su.

Xun Yi looked up at Wen Su, there were already circles of blue light floating around her, like a blue ribbon wrapping around her, it was originally a very beautiful picture in Xun Yi's eyes, but it was as if he had seen some flood beast, he immediately shouted Wen Su's name desperately, trying to wake up her last reason.

And Wen Su, who was already on the verge of emotional collapse, naturally couldn't hear Xun Yi's shouts, her mind continued to be repeatedly ravaged by those thoughts, more and more points of light condensed with the fluctuations of her mood, and the powerful spiritual power seemed to be compressed around her.

At this moment, Aran finally felt a strong uneasiness, and the despair of dying many years ago seemed to come back to his heart, and he immediately turned his head to shout something, but after all, it was still a step too late.

In Wen Su's brain, Zhihai, who had been swiped countless times, finally froze at the scene where Xu Qingrang watched her before he died, his thin lips moved, and he slowly said the last sentence-

"Help me apologize to Qingran, I can't be by her side in the future, if I can be lucky enough to meet her in the next life, I will definitely confess to her immediately, immediately......"

Apologize?

How to say the outlet?

How did she say it?!

Qu Qingran will definitely hate her to death!!

Definitely!

Definitely!!

"Ahh——!!!!!!h

As if it was the last straw that crushed the camel, Wen Su trembled and held her face, the last line of defense in her heart completely collapsed, she covered her eyes fiercely, and screamed uncontrollably.