Inch by inch, the sunlight moved through the window to the room, and Xiang Zhihan sat quietly on a chair, holding a candy man in his hand.

said to be one, but in fact, two villains pulled together hand in hand.

He looked down tenderly, and his index finger brushed the sugar woman's cheek from time to time.

"Senior Brother Xiang, if you are really here, it is really easy for me to find."

An abrupt and impatient voice broke the quiet time.

Xiang Zhihan put away the sugar man and looked at Lin Rufeng who broke in the window with dissatisfaction.

"Senior Brother Lin, you are acting more and more Meng Lang now, and you will go through the window when you enter my room?"

Lin Rufeng sat down in front of him and said, "Something is wrong, I ran all over this Kyushu in order to find you." ”

"Fortunately, I remembered that you asked me about Lizhai and came over to take a look."

Xiang Zhihan: "No matter what happens, I'll talk about it when I go back." ”

After he finished speaking, he got up to leave, and just walked to the door, he heard Lin Rufeng say again.

"Senior Brother Xiang, it's dead again."

"This time it was a teenager who died, and when they were found, the spiritual roots were all dug up."

"Senior brother, don't you still care?"

Xiang Zhihan's hand pushing the door paused in place, Lin Rufeng stepped forward a few steps, raised his hand to touch his shoulder, thought about it and withdrew his hand, and said softly, "Senior brother, I have a message from Master here, you can listen to it." ”

Regarding the true purpose of Xiang Zhihan's descent from the mountain, only Xiang Zhihan's master and Lin Rufeng knew about the whole Qingyun Sect, and although the others felt strange, they didn't know the inside story.

Lin Rufeng took out a letter from his arms, and the paper as light as a cicada's wings floated into the air, and there was no wind to sound.

[Disciple, time is running out, the safety of the two realms of Jiuzhou, the one alliance and the twelve sects are all tied to you alone, don't want the kindness of a woman. ]

As soon as he finished speaking, the paper suddenly ignited and dissipated into the air, leaving not even a piece of fly ash behind.

"Senior Brother......

Xiang Zhihan was silent for a long time and asked, "How many people died?" ”

"One hundred and thirty-two."

Xiang Zhihan's hand held the matching sword at his waist, one hundred and thirty-two people, and another hundred and thirty-two people died.

He had made a decision early in the morning and left a way out, he knew that sooner or later there would be such a day.

But why...... Why can't you even stay a few more days in the last time?

He still has a lot of places to go with her, and a lot of things he wants to say to her.

Lin Rufeng looked at his background, he obviously looked calm, but for no reason, it would make people feel a burst of inexplicable sadness.

He finally understood why his senior brother had asked him to borrow the Soul Gathering Lamp before.

"Senior Brother Xiang." Lin Rufeng licked his lower lip, took a deep breath, and said, "Actually, there may be other solutions to this matter." ”

Although he always likes to say that Xiang Zhihan is in love, he is actually very happy about this matter.

He was very happy that his senior brother, who had always been cold and self-suffering, finally met something that made him happy.

This made him look human, not the cold idol he had before.

"Senior Brother Lin, you wait here for me for a while." Xiang Zhihan said.

His voice sounded calm, as if he was just doing something inconsequential, as if he was calmly saying that the weather was so nice today.

"Senior brother, you..."

Before Lin Rufeng's words could speak, Xiang Zhihan had already pushed the door and left.

"Late, late."

Jiang Fei's door was pushed open from the outside, and Xiang Zhi Han was dressed in white, with a cold expression, as if the ice on the Tianshan Mountain would not melt all year round.

With a sword in hand, he stepped forward step by step.

Jiang Buwan's eyes were attracted by the sword in his hand, and her whole body trembled with excitement, she finally waited for this day.

Come on.

Kill her.

Kill her, and she will be able to successfully break through the love tribulation and become a god.

Xiang Zhihan's eyes flashed with a touch of unbearability, his hand holding the sword tightened, closed his eyes, and said, "It doesn't hurt, it will pass soon." ”

He cast a spell on the sword, guaranteeing that one move would kill her, so that she would not feel half of the pain.

Jiang Bu took a step back, his eyes were slightly red, and he trembled like a little rabbit.

"Zhihan, what are you going to do?"

He walked up to Jiang Buwan, raised his sword, and said coldly,

"Late, I'm sorry."

"I can only sacrifice you for my way."

A little chill rushed to her heart, and the sharp sword pierced through her chest.

His hands are very steady, as if he has practiced countless times, and he is so steady that he is not bad.

Jiang Butai's eyes widened, blood overflowed from her chest, splashing Xiang Zhihan's face, her body softened, and she fell to the ground.

Indeed, as Xiang Zhihan said, one move kills her, so that she doesn't feel half of the pain.

When he started, he panicked, but he tried his best to control the accuracy and strength of his hand.

He knows how to kill people quickly and accurately, without pain.

Xiang Zhihan saw Jiang fall to the ground and die without being late, Fang wrapped his hands and pulled the sword out of her chest.

He fell to his knees, his voice trembling out of tune, "Wanwan, you wait for me, soon, you will be fine soon." ”

"You can sleep peacefully for a while."

With trembling hands, he took out what he had prepared in advance from his bag.

He had made up his mind from the beginning that after he killed Jiang not too late, he would use the Soul Gathering Lamp and the Soul Restoration Grass to resurrect her again.

At this point, she lived her life of peace and joy, and he would silently bless her in heaven and protect her.

He was busy using his aura to urge the soul gathering lamp to collect Jiang Fei's soul.

Lin Rufeng was in a hurry in the next room, and suddenly, thunder sounded in the sky, attracting Lin Rufeng's attention.

He hurriedly looked out, and the sky was lightning and thunder, and lightning as thick as an arm pierced the dark and dreary sky, and came straight in his direction.

No, it's not him, it's the direction next door to him.

Lin Rufeng's expression changed, this is...

It's a catastrophe!

Senior Brother Xiang is done!

He ran out of the door excitedly, just in time for a thunderclap to strike him, and the roof had been pierced by lightning.

This thunder seems to have spirituality, and the range of his blow is always in the room where Xiang Zhihan is, and it does not hurt the innocent.

The guests of the inn ran out one after another, watching this sudden strange incident, and they didn't know who started first, they actually raised their hands above their heads and began to worship Xiang Zhihan's position.

Lin Rufeng looked at it for a while, Fang Jue was wrong, what about senior brother?

Senior brother should come out to face the thunder robbery, right, why can't he avoid the door?

Lin Rufeng ran into the next room in a few steps, and the scene in front of him was so startled that he retreated again and again.

The senior brother's body was slashed and bruised by the thunderstorm, but he didn't take the thunderstorm behind him to heart at all, but cried and held a lamp, like crazy, and he had words in his mouth,

"No, why not?"

"Why not?"

"What about the soul of the evening?"

"Where did Wanwan's soul go?"

Crossing the Thunder Tribulation was originally a life of nine deaths, and he should have preserved his strength and used his aura to fight against the Thunder Tribulation, but he used all his aura in the soul gathering lamp in his hand.

Tianlei kept slashing him, but he didn't even look back, but used his body to firmly protect the corpse of the woman in front of him in his arms, not being disturbed by half of it.