"Except for me, who in the great fairy world can protect you? Are you a master? Zeyu's eyes gradually burned with fire, and he held her wrist with one hand to prevent her from leaving.

"But I don't want to be your canary anymore." After Jinghan finished speaking, tears flashed in the corners of his eyes.

Ying Hao leaned close to Zeyu's ear and said, "Shangjun, it's time for us to go." ”

He nodded.

"Zeyu Shangjun, I haven't seen you for a long time." The Eagle appeared in front of them.

"Master, you're here." Jing Han should be prestigious.

"Where are you going to take Jinghan?"

"I have mutual affection for her, and she naturally wants to go with me." He gripped Jinghan's wrist harder and harder.

"But Jinghan is a person from the fairy world after all, and you can't take it away." The last four words are particularly hard.

He clearly provoked Zeyu.

"I'm going to take Jinghan away today, what should you do?"

"Zeyu Shangjun, that would be rude."

The two began to draw their swords against each other, and Zeyu let go of the wrist holding Jinghan.

She took a few steps back, and beneath her was the unfathomable platform of reincarnation.

Ze Yu's expression was gloomy, his eyes swept by coldness, and there was a ruthless temperament between his eyebrows, and he clenched the long sword in his hand and was ready to stab at Yi Ying at any time.

And Yi Ying pursed his lips, his whole face was cold and indifferent, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking through his pupils.

The Great War is on the verge of breaking out.

Ze Yu rose into the air, spun in the air, and the blade of the sword stabbed at Yi Ying with precision. Yi Ying was also unable to show weakness, he dodged the attack sideways like lightning, and shot a circle of light at Zeyu.

After a few rounds, they were inseparable from each other.

"Don't fight." No matter how Jing Han calls, it won't help.

"Jinghan, stand back, don't hurt you."

"Ying Hao, quickly persuade you to go to the king."

Ying Hao said that he was also helpless: "Don't you know the temper fairy of Shangjun?" ”

They're like this because of me, and if I hadn't been there, it wouldn't have happened.

She stepped back step by step, and when she looked down, there was a bottomless reincarnation platform.

She closed her eyes in despair, opened her hands and fell back, the tears in the corners of her eyes still couldn't stop floating upwards after all.

"Fairy Jinghan." Shadow Hao called out loudly.

The first to react was Yi Ying, who had already put down the sword in his hand and ran towards the place where Jing Han fell, regardless of Zeyu's attack.

"Jinghan!" He jumped down without hesitation.

Zeyu saw Jing Han jumping off the reincarnation platform and wanted to save her, but was pulled by Ying Hao: "Shangjun, by all means, you are the Demon Lord, and the entire Demon Clan will rely on you." If you don't have it in the Demon Realm, there will be chaos. ”

Zeyu stopped his steps and knelt on the ground to watch the gradually falling figures of Yiying and Jinghan.

"She'd rather die than go with me." He read silently, his voice a little low and hoarse, and the bits and pieces of the time they had spent together came to mind, and a tear in his eye quickly crossed his face.

Reincarnation Taichung thunder and lightning, Jing Han fell into the darkness and felt that his whole body was about to be torn, moaning in pain, and the cold spread from the bottom of his heart.

"Jinghan, I'm here." Yi Ying took her hand and hugged her into his arms, warming her with his own fairy spirit, "Master is here, don't be afraid." ”

Jing Han was also greedy for this warmth, and he didn't let go of his hand holding Yi Ying.

Under the reincarnation platform is Lethe, and Yiying holds her and lands safely.

"How can there be a living person here?" Meng Po looked at the two of them in surprise.

Among them, Jing Han's breathing was so weak that it was about to disappear.

"Are you Meng Po?" Yi Ying raised his head to meet Meng Po's gaze.

"God." Meng Po knelt down again and again.

"Is there anything Meng Po can do to help us get up?"

"This..."Meng Po thought for a moment, and said hesitantly: "Lethe River is the place where the creatures of the Three Realms go after they die, and there has never been a living person going out, I'm afraid it is not an easy task, and this girl is already dying, and her vitality is constantly draining." ”

"Jinghan, Jinghan...", Yiying kept calling her name.

"You mean, she's a dying person?"

"Yes, God, there is nothing I can do." Meng Po looked at Jing Han and sighed.

"No, God must have a way to save her." He kept crossing the immortal qi to her, but he still couldn't stop the speed at which the anger was draining out.

"God, you can't do it like this. It's better to cherish the last moments with the fairy. ”

Meng Po walked to the side of the Nai He Bridge, and every immortal, demon, and person who had to pass through here had to drink Meng Po soup and forget the past in order to be reincarnated safely. As for those who don't want to drink Meng Po soup, they can only wander around Lethe until their gods are destroyed.

Jing Han opened his eyes with difficulty, "Master, where is this?" ”

"This is Lethe, wait a minute, the master will take you back to the Changtian Palace."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to go back with my master." After speaking, Jinghan coughed twice: "I haven't finished half my life, and my life is already so bitter." ”

"Everything is up to the master, and the master hopes that you are safe." Yi Ying's hand gently brushed her face, and his heart ached violently, and his eyes were full of tears.

"The apprentice is no longer good, if there is a next life, I still want to be the master's apprentice." She closed her eyes, smiled and lowered her hands.

"Jinghan, Jinghan."

Yi Yu called her name over and over again, but she never came back.