"It doesn't matter if I'm dead, if you die, Yingluo will be sad and guilty for the rest of her life. ”

"Don't you like her?"

"She has lost Yuanhua and can't lose you anymore......"

"A-Ran ......"

His long gorgeous hair swayed to the ground, and a slight smile appeared in his clear eyes.

He gathered up a black resentment, and his pale face was as pure and pure as the most innocent child.

In the light that had not yet dissipated, Yin Huijun opened his eyes.

The familiar aura is gone.

As if she felt something, she looked around, but she didn't see Yin Yuanhua's figure.

Yuanhua?

She suddenly felt a boundless fear.

He was always so calm, he seemed to be in control of everything, and nothing went wrong.

Li Yingluo is not dead, but he is ......

Gone?

That's impossible.

"Yuanhua?" she shouted.

For so many years, she has been inseparable from his company, in order to keep him, she does not hesitate to be his enemy, even if he dislikes, she must not let go of him.

What is the point of her existence without him?

No matter where he is in the world, she can find him.

But now, she couldn't even sense his presence.

The trembling sensation of her limbs made her hug her chest, as if a drop of cold water was condensed in her heart, slowly freezing her heart into a frost from the inside out.

She raised her head, and her extremely hateful gaze fell on Li Yingluo's body.

"Master, what's the matter?"

Zhao Ziyu also woke up, and when he saw the ghost king sitting on the ground, he hurriedly went over to help him.

"Master, are you alright?"

Yes.

Yin Yuanhua died, so his sleepy spell was also cracked.

It seems that it is only now that Xie Daozhi can truly believe that this man who carries everything alone has disappeared.

Yin Yuanhua's life is right or wrong, he has no way to judge.

There is only one thing, he saved Yingluo, and he can only be grateful.

"Li Yingluo, it's you, you took everything from me!"

A heart-wrenching roar rang out.

Yin Huijun had already flown up and pounced on Yingluo.

Black flames burned on her body, and her whole body was entangled in resentment, just like the moment when Yuanhua disappeared just now.

Yin Hye-jun flew in front of her and attacked her heart with a move that pierced her heart and bones.

The familiar plot is just not Ah Ran's own hands.

Yingluo closed her eyes.

Samadhi came first and hit her in the back without hesitation, and she shook violently, deflected a little, and scratched her shoulder.

A drop of blood flowed down.

The ground, which was still barren, grew a green vine rapidly because of this drop of blood, like a newborn hope.

How ironic.

Phoenix blood.

Her blood can save everyone in this world, but she can never save Yuanhua again.

It seemed that the endless power was slowly leaving her, and she felt that she was getting weaker and weaker, and that the use of divine power would not cost nothing.

Only, there was one last thing she had to accomplish.

She folded her wings and slowly walked towards the Ghost King.

He must retrieve the spiritual power he has obtained from Seonghime and Si Cai to save them.

A steady stream of spiritual power flowed from him, gathered in her hands, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, the blue bird and the bird picker floated up, summoned by her.

"Ying'er......" In his clear eyes, there was no fear, only sadness.

"I don't hate you. ”

The Ghost King closed his eyes.

He had already regretted that his intestines were blue, and he knew that she would have a nervous disorder because of Yuan Hua's death, so it was better to let them go, and it was not too late for the gentleman to take revenge for ten years.

Fortunately, her hometown has been burned down by her.

"For the sake of the world, I am willing to sacrifice myself. ”

He said slowly, his face uncomplaining.

Ah Ran ......

Yingluo hesitated.

"Ah Ran, we are all people who should not exist in this world......"

She frowned slightly and said apologetically.

"Master......" Zhao Ziyu stood in front of the ghost king and looked at her pleadingly.

"Kunlun Xu, you injured the master, but you also gave him phoenix blood, we have already cleared the two, this time, do you want to kill him again?"

Hum.

If it weren't for Ah Ran, it would not be enough for him to die ten thousand times.

It's just that if you want to die, you can die, everyone has the right to choose, what position does she have to let Ah Ran die with her?

Li Yingluo withdrew her hand and focused on holding the blue bird and bird picking in her hand, injecting hope into them.

A steady stream of spiritual power gathers from annihilation and is then reborn.

"Master, are you alright? "Compared to the ghost king's disappeared spiritual power, the spiritual power that Zhao Ziyu can inject into him is only a drop in the bucket.

"Yu'er, I'm fine. He whispered, patting him on the shoulder comfortingly.

The ghost king's gaze never left Li Yingluo.

Her smile was pure and soft, and when the bluebird and the bird picker finally flapped their wings and flew up, she watched them with infinite joy, raised her hand to send them into the sky, and raised her head to see them spread their wings and soar.

This is the opportunity he was waiting for.

A little cold light in her hand condensed out of nothing, and pierced straight into her chest without warning.

Cold as ice and snow, thunder as electricity, no need to reverse yin and yang, is there no water and fire to quench the edge?

Yingluo bent down and fell, her hands on the hilt of the sword, recognizing its appearance.

Peerless Sword.

This sword is actually in the hands of the ghost king.

"Yingluo......" she saw Xie Daozhi's tears of despair.

She thought of a lot of things, all kinds of mysteries in the past, she understood all at once, and her mind was clear.

Thank you, don't cry for me.

Seeking kindness and reaping benevolence is the most fulfilling thing in the world.

She wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth weakly, dumbfounded.

"Ying'er!" a heart-rending cry came from afar.

Mother......

Warm tears rolled in her eyes.

She had seen and heard everything, but she was so cold that she couldn't say anything, as if her blood had clotted, and she couldn't move.

It's cold......

Is this what death feels like......

"Master, let's go. ”

In a hurry, she saw Zhao Ziyu leave with the ghost king, and also saw Yin Huijun disappear into the darkness with her injuries, but she couldn't do anything.

Ah Ran just now was not himself, but Ah Wei pretended.

She already knew that she had been deceived again.

The Absolute Immortal Sword was in her body, like an indissolable piece of ice, freezing her.

Her blood flowed slowly in the withered ground.

The green branches and leaves quickly emerged from the withering, dense layers and lush greenery, and the green leaves continued to grow, and in an instant they bloomed into white flowers.

With the sky as the curtain and the earth as the seat, everything returns to the beginning.

Mother, I'm sorry......

Thank you, we'll see you in the next life......

She closed her eyes.

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