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I don't know when only the sound of the wind was left in the snow forest, and the disciples from the Six Sects of Smoke and Rain began to rest with apprehension, the quiet moonlight shone on their cheeks, and everyone's expressions were only solemn.

There was actually a demon in the snowy region, which was something that no one could imagine except Lin Fan and Ye Ningshuang.

Fortunately, the ape demon has been seriously injured, and the injured Shen Muchen should be fine under the treatment of Yang Qian, who ranks seventh in the Snow Covered Gate.

At this time, there were still a few people who did not come to converge, Lin Fan was a little worried, but thinking that Ying Long would not be seriously injured and would not expose his whereabouts again, he leaned against the trunk of the tree safely, and his eyes were half-open and half-closed.

This silence lasted until the sky turned white, and a scream pierced people's eardrums.

Lin Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and saw Xie Wanzhi's somewhat trembling back not far away, she was blocking Shen Muchen, who should be snuggling next to Liang Jingyu.

Almost at the same time, everyone got up, and when they saw Shen Muchen, their pupils lost color.

In the pure white snow, Shen Muchen's cyan skirt wrapped her curled legs, and she seemed to have lost weight overnight.

And more importantly, the arm, which had basically recovered, changed again.

The three wounds on her shoulders had been completely connected, and the black steel needle-like hair was like a small jungle, and her palms were withered as if only skin and bones remained.

Liang Jingyu couldn't say half a sentence anymore, he had been by Shen Muchen's side last night, only occasionally confused for a while, he remembered that Shen Muchen was fine not long ago, why did he become like this when he raised his eyes again?

Yang Qian was the first to come to Shen Muchen's side and tore open her sleeves.

"Sting!" After a sound, the fabric shattered, and the terrifying-looking arm appeared in front of people's eyes.

Yang Qian's face turned pale, and he hurriedly picked up Shen Muchen's other hand, and then touched the extremely hard hair.

"What's going on, what's going on. Liang Jingyu looked at Yang Qian in a panic.

Yang Qian looked at him with a dismayed face and said, "The toxin has entered the body, and it is difficult to save it." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone began to fall silent.

And Liang Jingyu, whose expectation turned into anger, punched Yang Qian's cheek.

Yang Qian didn't dodge, he took the punch stiffly, his body ploughed a ditch in the snow, and blood flowed down the corner of his mouth.

This sudden scene made people unable to react at all, and Liang Jingyu, who knocked over Yang Qian with one punch, turned to look at Lin Fan and begged: "Lin Fan, you save her, you save her, it's okay to cut off her arm." ”

Lin Fan didn't know how to answer, he believed that Yang Qian's judgment yesterday was not wrong, but now Shen Muchen was obviously dying.

He had no ability or way to save Shen Muchen, so he could only stand in place with a pale face and let Liang Jingyu shake.

Lin Fan looked at Liang Jingyu's expression in front of him, and his heart suddenly felt like a knife.

He had never seen such a terrifying expression, Liang Jingyu's tears and snot were mixed with his face at this time, his eyes were full of despair, and his eyes had turned gray.

But it was this distorted face that revealed endless supplication, and anyone who looked at his appearance at this time would feel pity, and then reach out to help him.

Lin Fan wanted to help him, so he could only grit his teeth and kick Liang Jingyu to the ground.

After Liang Jingyu fell, he did not stand up, but knelt on his knees in the snow, muttering in his mouth: "I beg you, I beg you." ”

A cold wind blew on his cheeks, turning tears into ice edges, but they were soon melted away by hot tears, and then frozen again, and his sorrow was felt as if something was blocking him, and even breathing became difficult.

Xie Wanzhi bit her lower lip, walked in front of Liang Jingyu, crossed her arms around his waist, and couldn't hold back tears anymore.

Lin Fan maintained a calm voice, but he also asked with a slight trembling, "Is there any other way?"

Yang Qian, who was sitting in the snow, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, his face was incredulous, because he also believed that his judgment yesterday was not wrong, but at this time, there was really no way to say: "Her internal organs have been demonized." ”

This sentence is undoubtedly equivalent to pronouncing Shen Muchen's death sentence.

Liang Jingyu broke free from Xie Wanzhi's embrace, the long knife suddenly came out of its sheath, and looked at Yang Qian with murderous eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "You hurt her, if she cut off this arm yesterday, she would still survive." ”

After Yang Qian heard this, the guilt in his heart hit like a tide.

Liang Jingyu raised his trembling hand, and the tip of the knife pointed at Yang Qian, as if he wanted to kill him first and then quickly.

In the snow-covered gate, Zhao Yingze and Yuan Teng immediately drew their long swords and looked at Yang Qian with a cold face, and the scene was uncontrollable for a while.

Lin Fan just opened his mouth to stop all this, but Shen Muchen murmured, "Jingyu." ”

This voice was extremely subtle, Lin Fan didn't even hear what she was saying, but Liang Jingyu heard it clearly, and the anger burning in his heart was wiped out in an instant, and he quickly came to Shen Muchen's side.

Shen Muchen's pretty face regained some blood at this time, and she had a trace of strength to speak, but Yang Qian knew that this was just a return to the light, and she would become a walking corpse.

Xie Wanzhi looked at her friend like this, and suddenly tears fell like rain, crying silently, and tears soaked a snow.

The rich atmosphere of sadness made everyone subconsciously clench their back teeth, Liang Jingyu took Shen Muchen's into his arms, grabbed her dry palm, and there were no tears in his eyes, as if he had dried up.

Shen Muchen opened his pupils, which were no longer colorless, felt the warmth that Liang Jingyu brought him, and smiled slightly.

It's just that she is no longer the original Shen Muchen, she has no good looks, only a dry face full of veins and green tendons is left, and her complexion is also extremely gray, as if she has been coated with a layer of wax, without any human complexion, this dry skin wraps her cheekbones, which is extraordinarily prominent, and it looks difficult to see the extreme.

She also knew that she was ugly now, so she quickly retracted her smile and whispered four words: "I like you." ”

Although Liang Jingyu always knew that she liked him, the power of these four words at this moment was like a hammer directly shattering his heart.

The corners of his eyes were moist again, but his vision was already red, and the scarlet across his cheeks froze again from the temperature of the snowy forest, and he looked hideous and terrifying.

After saying these four words, Shen Muchen lightly opened his chapped lips and said, "There are two things I want to tell you. ”

Liang Jingyu kept nodding.

"I'm in so much pain, you're going to kill me. ”

"The second thing, ahem. "Shen Muchen's seven orifices are bleeding pus.

Liang Jingyu wanted to wipe off these black liquids, but Shen Muchen's little face was blackened.

His flustered movements were finally interrupted by Shen Muchen, and she began to say the second thing.

In the cold wind, Lin Fan and the others looked helplessly at the young man and girl who had only become a couple two days ago, and the sadness in their hearts could not be resisted even if they had cold ice supernatural powers.

When Shen Muchen finally finished the second thing in a subtle voice that only Liang Jingyu could hear, Liang Jingyu plunged the long knife in his hand into the snow, leaving only the trembling handle to shake helplessly.

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At dawn, Shen Muchen died.

Died under the cedars, stained with blackness.

No one could believe the picture in front of them, because it was Liang Jingyu who crushed Shen Muchen's neck with his own hands, but no one stopped him, because they all knew that it was right to do so.

After strangling his beloved girl with his own hands, Liang Jingyu was exceptionally calm, except for two bloody lines on his face, he seemed to have returned to normal.

He turned his head to look at everyone, and the first thing he said was, "Lin Fan, I'm hungry." ”

Lin Fan, whose eyes were foggy, tried to dissolve all the breathless solemnity of the people who were under pressure, he opened the huge wooden box, and said in an extremely shaky voice like he replied to Ye Ningshuang a few days ago: "Rice, green onion cakes, big steamed buns, what do you eat first." ”

"There is also sauced beef, mustard shredded ....... ”

Lin Fan couldn't say it anymore, squatted next to the huge wooden box, and the sparkle in his eyes finally fell.

Ye Ningshuang didn't cry, but just grabbed Lin Fan's hand.

At this point, Lin Fan's attempt to defuse the solemn atmosphere was unsuccessful, but his emotions could no longer be controlled.

Death was too unfamiliar to these six disciples in the snow forest, and Xie Wanzhi, who had once brushed shoulders with death, seemed to be drained of all the strength in his body at that time.

And the feeling of witnessing a beautiful companion become emaciated, sick, and finally die was enough to break the hearts of everyone in the snowy forest.

When Lin Fan couldn't control his emotions, Yang Qian plunged headlong into the snow, and the self-blame in his heart simply made him worse than dead now.

At this time, Xie Wanzhi was pulled up by Liang Jingyu, and when he came to Lin Fan's wooden box, he reached out with a normal expression, took out two white-flour steamed buns, took a bite of himself, and then handed one to Xie Wanzhi, and simply said one word: "Eat." He held Xie Wanzhi's hand with his left hand and stuffed it into her mouth.

No one understands the meaning of eating at this time.

Only Liang Jingyu knows that only when he is full can he have the strength to kill the enemy!

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When the dawn descends on the earth, the snowy region is reflected like a dream.

Dozens of transparent tree trunks were put together, and Shen Muchen, who was already dead, lay on it, quietly putting his hands on his lower abdomen.

Liang Jingyu took a lit torch and took a step, but he couldn't take a step anymore, he killed his beloved girl with his own hands, but he couldn't let her completely dissipate into the world with his own hands.

So, he handed the torch to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan knew the complexity in Liang Jingyu's heart at this time, and he mustered all the courage to set the trunk on fire with his own hands, and the fire burst out.

The fiery red light lit up everyone's cheeks, and thick black smoke began to rise over the flames, obscuring the sky for a moment.

People subconsciously raised their heads and seemed to see Shen Muchen when he took the three ice flowers.

At that time, she blushed and pursed her red lips.

Now she turned into smoke and scattered over the snowy field.

But no one noticed that Lin Fan was holding a piece of cyan fabric on Shen Muchen's clothes in his hand. (The novel "Divine Palace" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!)