Secretly looking, I saw that Zhao Ming had fallen in a pool of blood at some point, and the group of Shushan disciples also seemed to have seen some big demon, and retreated vigilantly, following their gaze, Lingyu saw that the young man was standing tall and standing in a black fog, making people unable to see his expression, but he felt extremely depressed.

The young man was surrounded by black mist, and when he looked up, his face was still free of his usual arrogance, his eyes were blood-red, and the green tendons on his face turned into sinuous black veins, covering most of his face, and he was laughing at everyone at this time.

It's crazy.

"Oh no, he's in a spell! Everyone, hurry up! Lin Wenyu hurriedly commanded, and the two of them drove Lingyu to retreat, but at this time, Fanyin's blood-red eyes stared at them tightly, and walked towards them step by step.

The two disciples were suddenly frightened and their legs went limp, and they didn't move.

"Today, my Sanskrit Yin sacrifices the soul of the born, and I wish to invite the heavenly demon to be born, and the disciple is willing to ......"

"No, no! Don't be confused! Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood. Lingyu burst into tears, interrupting his spell casting, no, no.

If the soul has been born as a sacrifice and summons something, no matter what it is, as long as it is summoned, then there will be no Sanskrit sound in this world.

Lingyu felt that the insult just now was nothing to her, but she couldn't let Fanyin go.

Fanyin looked in her direction, her eyes were clear for a moment, she hooked her lips and smiled, she was already very desolate, and moved her lips, as if she was saying goodbye again, but she never made a sound.

"Fanyin, don't be obsessed, we have promised to let you go, what else do you want!" Lin Wenyu stared at the person in front of him who was gradually losing his mind, and he already had a murderous intent.

"May I be sacrificed in exchange for my wife's health and prosperity in life. Whoever hurts my wife will fall into hell forever! With that, his clothes were shattered by the strong wind, the black veins on his body were constantly spreading, and his blood-red eyes were losing his mind a little bit.

Lingyu couldn't help but shake her head, the two disciples who escorted her were so frightened that they threw her down and ran to Lin Wenyu's side, Lingyu's strength had been drained, but she still struggled to move away on her stomach with the super boy, she thought that if she couldn't be with her at the end of her life, then death would become meaningless.

The strong wind around made everyone unable to stand on their feet, and a huge black mist was born on Fanyin's body, and something howled in pain and excitement.

Suddenly the overwhelming despair covered her, and tears dripped down it.

She hugged the parchment and cried her liver and intestines, and looked at the Sanskrit sound that was gradually surrounded by black mist, and she saw the young man still looking at her and smiling in extreme pain.

At that moment, she suddenly realized that nothing in the world mattered.

Everyone saw that the weak and pitiful woman on the ground suddenly radiated a thousand rays of light at this moment, soared into the air, and passed towards the black mist.

The two powerful forces are constantly twisting in this space, making people unable to see the situation clearly and stand on their feet.

Lingyu desperately rushed towards the black mist, and life died at this time.

Sometimes the meaning of life is like a moth to a fire, knowing that the road ahead is death, but without a trace of hesitation and regret.

The black mist is tearing apart their bodies, but they can feel each other's temperature, at this time, they may not need to say a word, but they can communicate with each other.

Pain can be offset in the face of love, and people exist because of love.

Or big love, or small love.

If you let go of this love and hate, that person will no longer be a human being.

The black mist rolled up the dust, slowly forming a powerful tornado, ruthlessly destroying everything around, Lin Wenyu and Mo Dongfeng joined forces, but they had not yet resisted the strong gang wind and were swept into it.

By the time the dust settled, the surroundings would have been devastated.

Love is not a burden, big love is not, and small love is not.

Great love is born from small love, and small love will not drag down big love, because of love, people are willing to carry heavy burdens, are willing to struggle painfully in this furnace-like world, and are willing to endure fire and boil.

Because of love, the long journey of life becomes meaningful and desirable.

Because of love, let everyone realize that you are not alone, but a group of people, and we are all supporting each other and helping each other to eliminate loneliness and loneliness.

Because of love, we exist.

Love is armor, but it is not a thorn that hurts oneself.

One black and one hundred two forces interacted, constantly rotating and rising, destroying everything around them, but bringing new hope.

When Lingyu opened her eyes, the surrounding fog was everywhere, and the forest was shrouded in it, making it impossible to tell whether it was day or night, and everything was like a dream.

Let her think that she has entered the underworld.

There were bursts of crying around, and then white paper money fell from the sky and fell on her face, and a line of people wearing white clothes and wearing linen and filial piety slowly walked in front of her, and there was a group of people carrying something in the middle.

Because the fog was too big, Lingyu couldn't see clearly, and when they walked in, Lingyu found that they were wearing linen and filial piety, and they were crying and carrying it not a coffin, but a fiery red sedan chair, and suddenly Lingyu's hairs stood on end.

It's also weird.

Aren't they already in the Infernal Hell?

Then why didn't you see the hot oil pan?

Just thinking about it, his mouth was suddenly covered, and his body was forcibly dragged behind a tree, and he watched the pair of people who seemed to be mourning and welcoming relatives passing in front of them, Lingyu took a closer look, these people were on the ground, and they could see shadows, indicating that they were normal people, not some demons and monsters.

While she was still looking closely, a gust of wind blew open the sedan curtain, and a pair of eyes as beautiful as amber looked straight at her.

Lingyu only felt that the hairs behind him stood on end, but fortunately, it was only a moment, the curtain fell, and the group of teams passed slowly, until they walked away, the hand on their lips slowly loosened, Lingyu turned around, and saw an extremely familiar face.

Looking at Fanyin's paler face than before, Lingyu suddenly gave birth to a feeling of floating like a dream, as if he was in another world, his nose was a little sour, and before Sanskrit could react, Lingyu had already climbed up his neck, and a muffled voice came from his ears.

"It's good you're okay."

No matter where you are now, as long as you are there, your heart will be stable.

The smile spread from her eyebrows to the corners of her mouth, and Fanyin gently stroked her somewhat dirty hair: "It should be okay that you're fine." ”

Otherwise, he will never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

The breath of the two people blended, and the moonlight was cold, shining through the dead branches and leaves.

Lingyu felt that her dantian was still empty, and there was fine pain all over her body, so she retreated from Fanyin's embrace, and from those black eyes, her appearance at this time was reflected.

The hair was scattered, some of them were even congealed together with blood, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and his eyes were also with blue eye sockets, and there were blood stains on them, Lingyu thought that he had seen the reincarnation of the beaten ghost, and it took him a long time to understand that it was himself.

She suddenly felt unfair, why Fanyin can be tall and upright, without a little mud, and she is so embarrassed, no accident The two of them should have fallen together.

As if to see through what she was thinking, Fanyin chuckled and twisted a spell, and her body was clean in an instant.

Sure enough, it's good to have spiritual power, unlike her......

"How long have I been unconscious." She felt that she was weak, there was a fine pain everywhere, and there was no trace of spiritual power in her dantian.

Fanyin was stunned for a moment, something flashed in those beautiful Danfeng eyes, and he said slowly for a long time: "Three months." ”

Trimester...... What three months!

Lingyu's brain is about to explode, and it took three months to wake up, so isn't she about to vegetative, she knows that she is seriously injured, but she didn't expect it to be so serious.

Thinking of her current situation, Lingyu became more and more worried.

The cheats I got was a wordless book of heaven, there was nothing on it, and now that the spiritual power was gone, and I didn't know where I was, the more I thought about it, the more sad I felt.

She's always been an optimistic person, but there's been so much going on lately.

The body was embraced into her arms, and the Sanskrit jaw pressed against the top of her hair, closing her eyes to hide the undercurrent in her eyes.

"I thought you ......" Fortunately, she woke up, and the temperature in her arms was real.

Lingyu smelled the smell on his body, although many times he felt that everything was like a dream, but every time he approached him, Lingyu would give birth to a feeling that the world was dim, and he was the only one who was bright light.

"Rong'er, I'll forget it, the day after tomorrow is an auspicious day for the zodiac, why don't we hold a wedding here and tie the knot forever?"

His voice was shallow and pleasant, and every word flowed into the Lingyu Heart Field like water.

"Didn't we already carve each other's names on the Sansheng Stone and become Taoist couples?" Lingyu was a little strange, this man suddenly had some nerves.

They have no relatives and friends, and the wedding is just two people wearing wedding dresses to make a show, such an empty ceremony with flowers is not as good as their fit.

What's more, I haven't figured out what the situation is now.

Lingyu thought of the team that had just left, and the sedan chair was a shocking glance, and the good spirit in her heart became more and more vigorous, and the cold moonlight stained the fog with coldness.

Fanyin withdrew slightly, frowned at the person in front of him, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Lingyu.

"I think those people were very suspicious just now, otherwise we should follow and take a look, shall we?"

Something flashed in Sanskrit's eyes, fleeting, and unpredictable.

"Let's just find a place where there are people and ask, it's not easy to take risks right now." As she spoke, her eyes fell on her abdomen, as if she meant something.

"The top priority is to find a place to recuperate, after all, your injuries have not healed yet." Sanskrit grabbed her and led her slowly away in the opposite direction of the group.

Lingyu felt that what he said was reasonable, now that her spiritual power was lacking, and Fanyin was also seriously injured, it was really not appropriate to meddle in her affairs.

But Lingyu always felt that she had missed something important, something she had missed.