In Phoenix, the city gates tightened, and the sound of beating was transmitted from near to far.

The moonlight shrouded the entire moat, and seemed to gently drape the moat with a hazy veil.

There are a few lotus wishing lanterns floating on the river, carrying heavy hopes, swaying into the distance.

Dressed in a white dress, her long hair is like a waterfall to her waist, and her figure reflected on the surface of the lake looks thin and delicate. A breeze blew, and the wicker moved with it, and the skirt fluttered lightly, and the catkins fell on her shoulders, like elves falling into mortal dust.

Looking from afar, it turned out that she was so dusty when she didn't speak.

"Coming?" she turned her back to Ling Yuan, who couldn't guess her expression. It seems that although she is not smart, she still guessed the purpose of his trip after all. Why do you have to come?

He didn't answer, and silence fell around him. The moonlight was getting darker. The lotus lantern also disappeared at the far end. At the beginning of the lanterns, the neon is full of clothes, but the moon in the mirror is in the water, and the dream is awake, and it is time to disperse. There was a chill around.

"If you want, take it. There was no expression, and I couldn't guess the tone.

Where is the annoying person who used to be chattering like a sparrow in his ear? I couldn't help but pinch my heart.

The faint sound of horses' hooves behind him came from far and near, and the dusty breath seemed to be suffocating. Obviously, his men are almost there. There is no room for manoeuvre, no time for reflection and escape.

In a thought, maybe hell. Apparently, Hehuan also heard. She turned around, and her crystal clear eyes could speak!

Ling Yuan's eyes looked at her, as clear as the water in the Yao Pond, so clear that he could see his own dirtiness and meanness. The sound of horses' hooves behind him came like thunder, as dull as a stone falling from the sky to the ground, and struck his heart.

"I owe you my life, and now I pay you back, and I don't owe each other. ”

After speaking, Zhao Hehuan slammed the wind into his eyes, not giving Ling Yuan a chance to stop him. Resolute and tragic.

"Hehuan! A burst of empty helplessness pierced Ling Yuan's heart, and the feeling of weakness quickly spread from the left atrium to the right atrium, and the whole body seemed to have fallen into a cold and dark ice cellar.

His mind went blank, and he panicked so much that he could only stop her and hug her......! It's already late.

At this moment, what power, what hatred, what world, what has to do with him, as if his breath has been withdrawn from his body, and all that remains is suffocation.

Like a white butterfly with folded wings, the acacia swirled lightly into Ling Yuan's arms, and two lines of blood and tears bloomed bright red blood flowers on the skirt, shockingly dyeing the white gauze skirt into blood red. The skirt that was blurred looked a little bulky, and it was red all over the floor.

The blood-red color stung Ling Yuan's eyes, tearing at his five internal organs and his six lungs.

"I owe you and I pay it back. She smiled bitterly like a withering rose, and her face turned pale and pale. hand, uncontrollably slipping heavily.

"Shut up, shut up!" Ling Yuan roared, his trembling hands shaking violently as he shook his paper-like body. However, it was already too late. The acacia is no longer conscious.

The sky seemed to be angry, and it turned inky in an instant. Everything was shrouded in darkness. Panicked people screamed and fled in all directions. The breath of death enveloped the entire city of Phoenix.

The pouring rain poured on Ling Yuan and Hehuan. I couldn't tell if it was mud or blood, rain or tears. The petals fell to the ground in ruins, mixed with the rain, and obscured the wind flow. The water around them, mixed with the blood of the acacia, blossomed one by one on the ground, and everywhere they went, all the creatures bowed their heads as if they were subservient.

Ling Yuan's lips trembled so much that he didn't know what to say, and two lines of tears mixed with despair and pain fell on Hehuan's cheeks without feeling or feeling it. The cold despair that penetrated his heart had pushed his line to the edge of the cliff. He is already a cold-blooded beast, and he may burst out at any time.

"Lord, we need to retreat. The visitor hesitated, but decided to risk his life to step forward.

"Get out. Ling Yuan gritted his teeth and said only one word in a low voice. There was the sound of kneeling and weapons falling to the ground.

Rain, non-stop underground. Washing away sins.

Behind him, thousands of people knelt in the rain. And he, already in tears, broke down and trembled. The whole person has been dissolved. No one dared to take another step.

"I was wrong...... Wake up...... I'll take you away......" Ling Yuan hugged Hehuan, almost so painful that he couldn't beat his heartbeat. If you could do it all over again!

"Let go of her. You don't deserve it. A cold voice sounded behind Ling Yuan.

Ling Yuan clenched his fists, almost stuck his fingertips in the flesh, his brows furrowed, and he gritted his teeth to prevent his grief-stricken self from making an impulsive move at this time.

"I don't like repetition. Let her go!" the air around him was mixed with a fountain of darkness approaching and retreating. It seems that Su Xiao is also out of anger.

"Good ......," Ling Yuan, who had never compromised with anyone, actually said, "Okay." ”

The fist that was about to crush was pinned behind him and squeezed it tighter, and the other hand supported Zhao Hehuan's body and spread it out slightly, gently letting go of his embrace.

Su Xiao turned the Buddha bead in his hand lightly, and a stream of colorful light like a clear stream was injected into Hehuan's eyes.

Hehuan's body floated lightly, and the place where it was vacated was supported by multicolored light, and in an instant, it was like a glimmer of light seeping into the claws of darkness, like the holy light of the gods that did not allow it to be polluted, and everywhere it went, even the darkness was avoided.

Su Xiao waved his coat lightly, flew to Hehuan, caught Hehuan's thin body in the air, with tasseled lotus flowers on his toes, and embraced Hehuan into his arms with infinite love and distress, leaving only a sentence of "Don't say goodbye".

Where the Sanskrit sound falls, there is a gust of wind.

Ling Yuan seemed to be evacuated, slumped in the blood and water, and there were still strands of Hehuan's hair and tears in his hands, flowing downstream, clenching the fist that had been pinched and bleeding, and looking up to the sky and shouting "Ah!!"

The roar tore through the darkness, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, and Ling Yuan fell heavily into the bloody water. The two streams of blood were intertwined, emitting a faint light, but suddenly "boomed", illuminating the dark night!

It's clear, Hehuan, do you see it?

On the mountain peak in the distance, a black robe, a tear, and a soft sentence "I'm still late......"