The fire of the granary of the southern Xinjiang military camp was like a fiery red dragon rising into the sky, spewing magma unscrupulously, and everywhere it went, it was like a scale of fire, leaving no open space!

Mo Tianqiang endured the sharp pain in his chest, hugged the unconscious Zhao Hehuan, and with only a mental power, he drove the Ice Spirit Cold Sword towards the Heavenly Gate!

Just as the two of them were galloping up, Mo Tian suddenly felt that there was a hidden weapon behind him coming from nowhere!

Mo Tian silently recited the true trick, and used all his strength to sideways to accurately dodge the hidden weapon, and caught a glimpse of it being a seven-star poison dart!

With a "bang!", the seven-star poison dart slammed into the rock of the mountain peak at a rapid speed, and actually tore out a spark of red light on the rock before it was heavily inserted into the dirt!

Mo Tian frowned, protected Zhao Hehuan in his arms, and said loudly: "Why didn't you show up when you know that it was the Loose Holy Poison Hand?

I saw that from behind the ink-colored trees, a free man in a black brocade robe came out with a sneer, sneered and snorted lightly, and said: "Mo Da Shaoxia really lived up to his teacher's kindness, and he could still escape my life-killing seven-star poison dart under such a serious injury!"

It turned out that since the Demon Lord and Mo Tian were fighting, this Xiaoyao followed behind, and when he saw that Mo Tian was seriously injured, he took action and thought that Mo Tian's life would be killed!

Mo Tian immediately held the Ice Spirit Cold Sword in his hand, protected Zhao Hehuan in front of his chest, pointed the sword at Na Yao with a deep and cold gaze, and only asked: "I have always had no grievances with you, why did I follow closely all the way from Phoenix City, and this time I was trapped in injustice?"

I saw you smile miserably, and then your face was full of hideousness, almost madness, and you forced into Mo Tian step by step with a sword!

"Mo Tian, you said that you have no enmity with me, do you know that you have easily captured the heart of the person I love, but I poured my life into fear!

"Who do you love?" Mo Tian thought that he was not close to women before he met Zhao Hehuan, and he didn't remember when he provoked any women.

The carefree lowered his head, his eyes were very humble, and he said unwillingly: "She is Biyin." There has always been only you in my heart, and there is no Biyin in me. ”

"Oh, but I've only seen her. "Mo Tian's usual indifference is like an iceberg that lasts for thousands of years.

"It's because of this! I'm so jealous of you like crazy! I'm jealous of why you didn't do anything but easily got her heart!" The excited and frantic Xiaoyao sword rushed at Mo Tian's throat and sealed it mercilessly!

Before Mo Tian could dodge it, a jade flute with a transparent and emerald green body was like a quenched blade, and it vigorously picked up the sharp sword blade that was approaching Mo Tian's throat!

A pale yellow dress entered, and the sound of the phantom flute filled the ears. Bi Yin held the phantom flute in pain and blocked between Mo Tian and Xiaoyao, and the bright red mark of the fallen immortal stung Xiaoyao's eyes!

The sword in the hand of the "Biyin ......" fell distractedly, splashing the mud on the ground.

"Xiaoyao, why are you so stupid? You know that this will only make me hate you!" Biyin's face seemed to have tear stains, and the phantom flute in her hand was still in front of Mo Tian, afraid that Xiaoyao would hurt Mo Tian in the slightest.

Xiaoyao looked at Biyin's face in despair, a trace of helplessness and loneliness was written on her face, after all, she still protected Mo Tian!

"Biyin, then why are you so persistent? You know that you have no result with him, but you still don't hesitate to fall into a demon because of him! Today, you still protect this man who doesn't have you in his eyes!" Xiaoyao's fist was clenched tightly, and the green tendons on his hand had already burst out.

"Happy!Don't say it again!" Bi Yin's face was pale and glanced at Zhao Hehuan, who was sleeping as a baby in Mo Tian's arms, Mo Tian's tight embrace of her made Bi Yin's eyes fog!

If she can have half of the warmth, she Biyin is willing to die!

At this time, Xiaoyao seemed to have lost his soul, and he fell backwards sadly step by step, as if his fanatical heart was gradually frozen to the bottom, and he stumbled with every step!

The heart-rending pain spread from his left atrium to the right atrium, after all, in Biyin's heart, there was no half of his free existence!

Mo Tian was silent behind Bi Yin for a long time, and finally spoke: "Fairy Bi Yin, Mo Tian has words and actions that make the fairy inadvertently misunderstand?"

Bi Yin smiled sadly, put down the phantom flute in her hand, and her eyes were full of devastation!

If it's just a misunderstanding, how can it make her reluctant to fall in love for many years!

It's just that on that day, you Mo Tian wore a Xuanyi, passed under the pear blossom tree that coincided with the blooming flowers, the wind whispered softly, sprinkled the rain of flowers all over the sky, blew up your flowing headband, and stole my heart of a girl who was just in love!

Since that day, I have been haunted by dreams and painstakingly cultivated, just to be able to see you as brilliant as Shaohua!

And in the end, you can only meet you with the mark of the fallen immortal on your forehead, and protect them like your life!

"Mo Shaoxia, I'm afraid you misunderstood something. There is nothing between you and me!" Bi Yin lowered her proud head, and could not see any expression on her face, only the elongated shadow was scattered with resentful feelings, scattered on the embroidered shoes!

Xiaoyao's face was full of heartache and surprise, his steps were already unsteady, and his face was full of sadness to see that Bi Yin could do such a thing for that ruthless Mo Tian!

", return my Jade Girl Peak Phantom Flute!"

Just as he was about to come out of his mind, a navy blue sword stabbed at Biyin quickly!

And Na Biyin was in a trance as if she had lost her mind, and she didn't know that the navy blue sword had come towards her at a rapid speed!

The aura-colored sword stabbed at Bi Yin with a strong wind, and he flew towards Bi Yin's body without the slightest hesitation!

I only heard a cry of pain across the sky, and the navy blue sword was actually stuck straight into Xiaoyao's back!

Blood gushed out like a spring, splashing all over the ground!

Biyin's pale yellow soft skirt was soaked in the blood that slowly flowed out of the show, and it was instantly dyed into a large area of shocking dark red!

The air was filled with a lingering smell of blood, and Bi Yin trembled as she felt Xiaoyao's cold and somewhat stiff hands slowly reach out to her face!

The hands seemed to be deeply attached and reluctant, gently from her eyebrows to the corners of her eyes, as if to engrave her smile, sorrow and joy on the heart lamp of the free heart never extinguished!

Xiaoyao's somewhat tired voice sounded faintly in Biyin's ears: "Biyin...... Even...... I'll ...... later. I can't protect you anymore......"

Biyin's pupils were full of panic, she felt her breath being withdrawn little by little, and the temperature of her free body on her back gradually dissipated, sinking little by little and pressing on her already heavy heart!

The sound of blood drops, dripping without emotion......

Bi Yin choked and stretched out her blood-soaked hands to caress Xiaoyao's cold and stiff palms, and her lips trembled silently in response to Xiaoyao: "Xiaoyao, you hold on...... I'll heal you with exercises!"

After speaking, Bi Yin raised her breath and wanted to quickly cross the exercise in Xiaoyao's hand with tears, but she was gently stopped by the weak Xiaoyao.

Xiaoyao smiled bitterly as if helplessly, and only a faint breath supported him and said slowly: "Biyin...... No need...... I'm afraid I won't be able to make it...... Can protect you from death...... I...... Regrets...... If I'm gone...... Don't be sad and sad alone...... Remember...... I will always be there for you...... Guarding your ......"

Biyin's tears poured down like a burst embankment, wetting a large cloud of dust in front of her. She shook her head desperately and trembled unacceptably!

"Brein...... Yes...... Say it once...... I...... Love you...... ......" Xiaoyao almost struggled to squeeze out the last sentence, the blood has been spread all over the ground, and there is no going back!

Biyin was already sobbing and could not utter a complete sentence, and she desperately felt the familiar aura and temperature of the free being gradually drained away by death on her back!

Bi Yin trembled and pulled Xiaoyao's already cold and stiff hands, choked and choked out a sentence from her throat with a choked and heartache: "I...... Love ......"

Before Xiaoyao could hear the word "you", Biyin suddenly felt that Xiaoyao's hand had lost the last trace of warmth, and it fell heavily from her palm, and there was no familiar breath in her ears!

Biyin's pupils widened in despair, her eyes full of disbelief! She shuddered and turned back her heavy head, her pupils gradually began to dilate unacceptably!

She saw the free body disperse like a smoky green light, drifting into the cold air of nothingness, and she didn't know where the wind had gone to the end of the world!

Bi Yin stretched out her hands in a panic to grab the last wisp of green breath of Xiaoyao, but the green light slid like transparent quicksand across her fingertips and fell to the mortal dust and disappeared!

It was as if only the phantom of Xiaoyao's last gentle smile at her remained, and everything was ethereal as dust, a humble and indifferent soul!

Finally, Biyin couldn't help but cry up, tears sliding down from the corners of her eyes, and hatred overflowed into her heart!

And the sword was inserted into the female disciple's back, looking at this bloody scene with a panicked and regretful face, her lips were already so nervous that she couldn't speak, and she couldn't move a step under her feet, leaving only her pale face as white as paper dripping with beads of sweat the size of beans!

How can I explain this to my master! I didn't even capture Bi Yinsheng and even accidentally injured the lives of others! It is really a heinous heinous!

Just as this female disciple was panicking, the dazzling red light emitted by the Fallen Immortal Mark on Bi Yin's forehead seemed to suddenly converge into the crack between Bi Yin's forehead, and it turned into an even more evil purple-black mark!

Bi Yin's lips also turned purple and black, her eyes were full of resentment and anger, she stood up like an evil spirit, and step by step she forced the female disciple behind her who was stabbed to death by the sword!

"You, you want to take the life of my?" A dangerous and mocking smile appeared at the corners of Biyin's purple-black lips!

The female disciple was so panicked that she couldn't even take a step, she could only watch Bi Yin approach her step by step, and her throat was already full of dryness!

I saw that Biyin stretched out a hand and slowly stretched out to the white throat of the female disciple!