When the Dark Holy Dragon's true body was cut in half, the martial soul true body was naturally lifted, and Long Xiaoyao's burly figure in a black robe appeared.

He opened his hand and hugged Ye Xishui into his arms, allowing the Sword of Bright Judgment to penetrate his body from behind.

The hat that Ye Xishui was wearing had long since fallen into the ruins below, except for the peerless face.

Long Xiaoyao couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood and landed on Ye Xishui's face.

Ye Xishui was stunned for a moment, no longer muttering those strange words in her mouth, she raised her hand tremblingly to wipe away the blood from the corners of Long Xiaoyao's mouth, and two lines of tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

"Don't cry, Xisui, don't cry......"

Long Xiaoyao, who has always been old and dignified, and has the demeanor of his predecessors, was at a loss like a child, and raised his hand to wipe away Ye Xishui's tears.

But soon a thick sense of exhaustion enveloped him, making it very difficult for him to even raise his hand.

Ye Xishui reached out and grabbed Long Xiaoyao's somewhat rough palm, looked at the helpless expression on his face, and laughed.

With this smile, Jing Hongchen on the side couldn't help but stay for a moment.

As the master of Mingde Hall, he knew a lot about the bloody stories between the Dragon God, the Dragon Emperor and the Death God Douluo, and at this moment he understood why Moon and Long Xiaoyao, who were a generation of Tianjiao, had been entangled with Ye Xishui.

Even the Holy Spirit Sect leader of the previous generation regarded Ye Xishui as his own as a forbidden, but it was really because of the red face and trouble.

Ye Xishui laughed, Long Xiaoyao also laughed, and he said in a difficult trilling voice: "Xishui, this Seagod Order...... Let's go, Moon...... Really red-eyed......"

As he spoke, he looked at Moon and said, "Sure enough, the gods are...... No, you've always been better than me, and so it was now, but ......"

Long Yaoyao's voice grew smaller and quieter, until he could no longer hear it.

The last sentence was only heard by Ye Xishui.

"But in the end, it's me who wins!"

After Long Xiaoyao finished the last sentence, he seemed to have completely lost his voice.

The smile on Ye Xishui's face was drowned in tears.

She doesn't know how long she hasn't cried, fifty years, a hundred years, or two hundred years?

She hadn't cried for countless nightmarish days and nights, but at this moment the tears burst into her eyes.

She shook Long Xiaoyao's body in a panic, and called softly: "Xiaoyao, don't sleep, don't scare me......"

As she spoke, she choked up.

When the atmosphere of grief and despair spread, even the poisonous immortals who were fighting fiercely with the elders of the Sea God Pavilion on the side couldn't help but stop.

Looking at Ye Xishui, who was crying bitterly, he couldn't help but say: "Pitiful, pathetic, lamentable." ”

Maybe Ye Xishui was not discovered by the Holy Spirit Sect at the beginning, maybe the story of the three of them would be a different situation.

Maybe Ye Xishui would rather not have the talent of twin martial souls, abolish the blood soul demon puppet, and only use the bright phoenix, everything will be a different story.

But there are not so many possibilities in the world, and how many people can make their own decisions about the fate of life.

Those evil soul masters, did they really want to be evil soul masters in the first place?

Some people are, some people are not, and who can say clearly?

Moon closed his eyes and didn't look at Ye Xishui, the light wheel behind him was blazing, and another sword of light judgment appeared.

Jing Hongchen hurriedly took out another ninth-level soul guide cannonball, exuding cyan soul power all over his body, and launched it with a bang.

Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui are both top combat powers, if even Ye Xishui is beheaded by Moon, then he, the master of the Mingde Hall, can only flee in disgrace.

However, Moon, who had regained his youthful state, had become unprecedentedly powerful, and the ninth-level soul guide cannonball was directly swallowed into his stomach by the Bright Holy Dragon.

With a muffled sound, the light of the Bright Holy Dragon's abdomen distorted, and then it disappeared along with the exploding ninth-level soul guide.

The fall of the Bright Holy Dragon had no effect on Moon at all, and he was engrossed in controlling the Sword of Bright Judgment to slash at Ye Xishui.

"As soon as this sword falls, it's all over."

Ye Xishui hugged the dragon and turned a deaf ear to the falling sword of light judgment.

"Run!"

Jing Hongchen said anxiously, he didn't dare to block the sword with his body like Long Xiaoyao, so he could only remind Ye Xishui loudly.

Ninth-level customized soul guide cannonballs, even he, the master of Mingde Hall, doesn't have too many, just these two, when they are used up, it is almost equivalent to sending them, seeing that Ye Xishui still has no reaction, Jing Hongchen can only choose to slip away by himself.

The moment the Sword of Bright Judgment fell, Ye Xishui's body suddenly shone brightly.

It was the power of light that was not weaker than that of the Bright Holy Dragon, and at this moment it was revealed to be nothing more than its brilliance.

Ye Xishui released the ninth soul technique of the Bright Phoenix Martial Soul: Phoenix Nirvana, wanting to save Long Xiaoyao.

But the Sword of Bright Judgment is a divine skill, and the level is still above the Phoenix Nirvana, and those who are killed by it can't even be saved by a soul skill like the Phoenix Nirvana, and everything Ye Xishui did was just in vain.

Feeling the bright phoenix aura on Ye Xishui's body, Moon was in a trance for a moment, as if everything was back.

But he still closed his eyes tightly, ready to slash the sword.

"I used to think that the person I was most sorry for was you, but for various reasons, I had to keep you in the dark, and in the end, the person I chose was Xiaoyao, but because Zhongli asked the old ghost to separate you, I had to pretend that I had love for you.

I caused the misunderstanding between the two of you at the beginning, and I always thought that you were more miserable than Xiaoyao, because Xiaoyao could at least be by my side, and you didn't get anything.

But now that I think about it, I was wrong. ”

Ye Xishui's voice carried a hint of ethereal and cold.

"I was wrong, I thought it was torture for you, but now it seems like it's just a joke. The only ones who suffer are me and Xiaoyao, and you are the master of the Sea God Pavilion, where can you experience those pains? ”

Moon stopped the Sword of Light Judgment and couldn't help but open his eyes, "Who said I wasn't in pain? Why do you say that?! ”

He yelled almost heartbreakingly.

"How many years, how many years, I have already let go, why are you still holding on?!

In my life, I have long been dead set on other things, and I am ready to dedicate everything I have to Shrek, but at this time you appeared in front of me.

How could I not be in pain! ”

Ye Xishui looked at Moon, who could no longer keep calm, and said, "You cut down that sword mercilessly, so what we owed you at the beginning also disappeared with that sword."

From now on, we're just enemies, nothing else, and I'm not going to leave anyone in Shrek any more hands in the future. ”

Ye Xishui said sharply to Moon: "Cut! ”

"Boom!"

This sword cut off the love thread, and Moon no longer had nostalgia.

A violent and incomparable sound resounded throughout the inner city, and a golden sword mark fell on the ground.

Under this sword, Ye Xishui has only one dead end.

However, when Ye Xishui opened his closed eyes tremblingly, what he saw was not hell, but a young man holding a golden lotus shield and a red and white banner.

Yun Cang shook the Yin and Yang Soul Banner in his hand and chanted: "The soul returns to Xi ......"