Needing to feel the strong aura here, Li Bingxian looked at the position of the five people of Ye Lingfeng above the abyss, his sword eyes did not know how strong, if someone looked at his pupils, they would find that the eyes were actually the current scene of the five people of Ye Lingfeng.

"Judgment hand!" When he saw the white hand stretched out, Li Bingxian raised his sword eyebrows and said in surprise, and then the sword eye shot out a sword ray.

This sword light pierced through the stone layer.

bite

There was a deafening sound from the moment it touched the adjudicator, but the sword light did not interrupt.

Perhaps it was this sword that angered this hand, and it reached out faster towards Ye Lingfeng.

"Damn!" Li Bingxian frowned and secretly screamed badly. I was helpless in my heart, but the shackles of heaven and earth were too strong, restricting my cultivation and ability, otherwise how could this mere judge stop himself.

At this time, Bi Yuntao finally opened his eyes, and when he saw this hand, his expression did not change, as if it should have happened.

"It's fate, it's a choice. Bi Yuntao looked at An Ruo, and his cold eyes made An Ruo feel cold.

As soon as this hand touched me, I felt a chill start to grow in my chest.

It was a cold that hurt my soul, and it hurt so much that I didn't realize it until my consciousness completely dissipated.

Around my heart, all the blood vessels clotted, the blood did not flow, and finally the whole heart was surrounded by this cold, turning into an ice heart.

No one else can see this change, not even me.

The hand finally touched me, the hand was unobstructed, my flesh and blood could not stop it, and finally it went to my heart.

The hand seemed slow to enter my body, but it was actually only in the blink of an eye.

The Judgment Hand stopped when it touched my heart, because the ice heart didn't know how it appeared, and it actually blocked that finger. Freeze the heart, save a life.

But it's just a moment of resistance, this hand stopped at that stunned, feeling that this heart can actually resist itself, and it is as if it can't be worn by itself.

Then this hand is like not admitting defeat, not simply touching, not simply advancing, but adjusting the angle upward, and finally stretching out five fingers to shake my heart.

I don't know what it's like to hold Bingxin, Li Bingxian looked at Bingxin in surprise, actually resisted the judgment hand, and then changed the offensive to grip.

The most important thing to live in this ice heart, the cold and bone-chilling cold, the moment this hand touched it, there was a lot of cold. It's like hot water hitting ice, and a lot of gas comes out.

Maybe it was the pain that irritated my nerves, or maybe it was my strong reluctance to die, and I actually started to regain consciousness, but it was not a good thing, because it was called a pain.

It's better to die, and you don't have to enjoy the pain, it's a feeling that you want to die but can't die, it's better to live than to die, and life is better than death.

Although I am beginning to regain consciousness, I am not able to regain my mobility under this commanding man, not even shouting and crying.

In the end, maybe it was my strong desire to die, and finally this hand broke through the ice barrier, and the fresh heart was pounding.

Eventually, the hand shook hard.

bang

The heart burst with the sound of ice cracking, and a large amount of blood gushed out, and the scene was bloody.

The hand was withdrawn from Night Ridge's corpse, and it had begun to become transparent, finally disappearing as Night Ridge's corpse fell to the ground.

An Ruo fell to the ground with a thud, her delicate little face was pale, she couldn't speak, she forgot to cry, and the whole person was there.

Bi Yuntao's expressionless face was finally moved, and he made a voice that only he could hear: "Could it be that my choice is wrong?" Then he shook his head and continued to look at Ye Lingfeng's corpse.

Li Bingxian felt incredible, he actually died like this, it stands to reason that Ye Lingfeng was the person chosen by Bi Sheng, how could he die like this.

In the capital thousands of miles away from the Emperor's Mausoleum, Lin Meng and Ye Zifan were attending a business party, and suddenly felt a pain in their hearts, as if they had lost the most precious thing in their lives.

Lin Meng rummaged in his bag in a panic, and ran to the garage in a panic when he couldn't find it for a while, the surrounding business elites were surprised, Ye Zifan seemed to know something and said sorry to the people around him, and chased after Lin Meng after a few perfunctory words.

Lin Meng opened the car door in a panic, rummaged in the cabinet for a while, and finally found an ice crystal particle.

Seeing this ice crystal particle burst in front of his eyes, Lin Meng's tears couldn't stop falling, and he cried loudly, and Ye Zifan's eyes behind him were dim and lost their original luster.

This ice crystal particle is the blood water that connects the two people, as the saying goes, blood is thicker than water, and it can never be separated, this ice crystal particle is made in this way.

This particle was made by the Hidden World Sect when Ye Lingfeng was born, and it was specially used to check whether the disciples in the sect were out on business, and once it broke, it would be self-evident.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault, why did you let Xiaofeng go to that kind of place, it's okay now, are you happy?" Lin Meng cried at Ye Zifan, although she knew that it was not his idea, but the pain of losing her son at this time also made her lose her mind.

Ye Zifan didn't speak, let her scold, no matter where it was, whether it would be seen or not.

He is also uncomfortable, he is responsible for Ye Lingfeng's death, even if he is injured and painful, he doesn't cry, because he is a man, and the only cry in this life is probably the birth of Ye Lingfeng.

Now that Ye Lingfeng is dead, he doesn't cry, saying that he is cold-blooded and ruthless? Maybe, maybe he has no family affection.

But only he knows that his flesh and bones are gone, how can he not be in pain, how can he not cry?

In the Ye family's ancestral house, Ye Honghuang and Mo Qianjun looked at the same broken ice crystal particle in front of them, and neither of them spoke.

After a long time, Mo Qianjun's eyes moistened and he spoke: "It's my fault." ”

His old hand trembled, he didn't panic even when the sky fell, and now, his apprentice, his friend's grandson, died, and he panicked inexplicably.

It was the Emperor's Mausoleum that he agreed to go to by Ye Lingfeng, and it was he who didn't protect him.

As a master, he didn't protect his favorite apprentice, which is the fault of the teacher.

Mo Qianjun grew up watching Ye Lingfeng, although he is very naughty, very noisy, very noisy, very fun-loving, and very angry, but he is so likable.

Especially in the night flood wilderness, he leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, and everyone knew how painful his heart was. That's his grandson, his favorite little grandson, although he is a little naughty, but he is also his grandson.

Although there is a reason for letting Ye Lingfeng go to the devil, the family blood is unchangeable.

"This, not to blame you, is his own choice. ”

Ye Honghuang choked up, he knew that he was not to blame, if he wanted to blame, he would blame his unscrupulous descendants for not having that life.

"It's fate, it's fate. Ye Honghuang trembled and got up, fell, fell and walked out alone, just a distance of more than ten meters, it took two minutes.

Mo Qianjun looked at his lonely back, as if he was more than ten years old at this moment.

"Huh..."