Chapter 112: Han Ye dies

The woman hugged the man with both hands, but she never thought that the man in her arms suddenly trembled all over, and the blood in her mouth spurted out one by one, and she couldn't stop it.

"Ah Ye, Ah Ye......"

The woman looked at the man in front of her in horror who was covered in blood, and her beautiful eyes were suddenly full of tears.

"Hiiragi, don't be sad......"

Ah Ye woke up slightly, raised his hand and gently wiped the tears from the corners of Hiiragi's eyes.

Hiiragi, who was dazzled by tears for a while, cried even more sadly.

Snorting, Hiiragi gently put down Ah Ye in her arms, and walked to Jun Cha with slightly vain steps.

Leaning his head down slightly, "This is the first time I've begged someone in more than ten years, save him, okay?"

"I'm not God, I can't save him. ”

Jun Cha took a step sideways, looked at Ah Ye lying on the ground, and looked at the humble Hiiragi.

"How is it possible, if there was no pill for you just now, Ah Ye should have ...... it a long time ago"

Hiiragi raised her head in surprise, with a look of disbelief in her eyes.

Although there are pills in the spirit spell land, they are all low-level pills, and high-grade pills are difficult to find.

Jun Cha understood the meaning in Hiiragi's eyes, it should be that when he infused his spiritual energy, he carried a little strange energy in his body, and the energy contained a part of the vitality, which made Ah Ye persist until now.

"Ahem, ahem, fellow Daoist, save the two of us, and escort Hiiragi to the Spirit Spell Land, I will return the spell spirit technique of the Spirit Spell Land, how about it?"

Ah Ye, who was leaning against the haystack on the side, kept vomiting blood, coughing and talking.

"Ah Ye, why bother with spirit spells in exchange. ”

Jun Cha: "You must know that I can only continue your life, and I can't save you back." Are you still willing to do this?"

Jun Cha made it clear to the two of them frankly, and the time to save the time was entangled.

"Good. ”

Ah Ye responded weakly, and then turned his head to stare at Hiiragi, thinking that he wanted to imprint Hiiragi Qiu in his mind.

"Hiiragi, I want to see you arrive safely at the Spirit Spell Land. ”

Jun Cha didn't care about the two of them, and lost some energy to Ah Ye, so he found a place to meditate in the ruined temple.

The rain was still pouring outside, and the raindrops crackled and smashed on the ground, splashing mud.

However, it didn't take long for Juncha to see a man in a crimson gauze robe coming leisurely.

A bone fan in his hand shook lightly, and he looked at the three of them with a slight smile, of course, mainly looking at Han Ye and Hiiragi.

"Sister Hiiragi, Master, her old man has been missing you for a long time, and you eloped with this wild man, but it chilled Master's heart and her old man's heart. ”

Shi Ran closed the bone fan and hooked Hiiragi's chin, "Of course, Hiiragi's sister goes back, and she doesn't have to be forced by the master to double cultivate with me, after all, Hiiragi's sister will only be a corpse when she goes back." ”

Sharp spikes suddenly flashed at the end of the fan bone, and blood droplets oozed from Hiiragi's white neck.

Hiiragi Qiu also showed no weakness, and directly summoned the previous pear blossoms, separating the distance from Shi Ran.

It's just that this time, the tips of the pear petals of Hiiragi are a little red, and the pear blossoms are more complicated, and the petals are wrapped in layers.

"I really deserve to be the most potential disciple of my Xunfang Sect. Unexpectedly, the pear blossom form cultivated by Hiiragi's sister Mei Shu has been upgraded to another level. I'm a little reluctant to be Sister Hiiragi now!"

Shi Ran looked at Hiiragi with affection, far less than the chill in Hiiragi's eyes when they first met before.

"Don't talk nonsense, Shi Ran, I only love one man in my life. ”

The pear blossom suddenly erupted and headed towards Shi.

The battle between the two sides made the small ruined temple tremble slightly, and the dust accumulated for many years fell from the beams of the house.

However, Shi Ran relied on his body to avoid Hiiragi's attack and slowly approached Hiiragi.

Suddenly, Shi Ran waved his bone fan, and several white foxes flexibly blocked Pear Blossom's attack.

Shi Ran also took the opportunity to sneak in front of Hiiragi, hooked Hiiragi's chin with a bone fan, and his eyes shone red.

Several foxes were summoned to gather around the two of them, and a white mist rose to obscure their figures.

Hiiragi, who was taken in the middle of the soul and fell into a fantasy realm, had a flushed face, closed his eyes, and bit his lips deadly.

On the side, Han Ye didn't know when to move to Jun Cha's side.

"Fellow Daoist, Hiiragi will depend on you next. ”

When the words fell, he trembled and covered his heart and rushed into the white mist.

In the white mist, Han Ye seemed to return to the light, and his brisk pace accurately found Shi Ran.

I saw Han Ye pull out a sharp dagger and stab into Shi Ran's vital point, Shi Ran, who was casting a spell, was suddenly sprayed with a mouthful of blood, and the breath of his whole body withered.

Shi Ran naturally gave Han Ye a palm.

The spell was interrupted, he was counterattacked, and he was stabbed to the point, the hateful Han Ye!

Not discouraged enough, Shi Ran added a few more palms, shattering Han Ye's tendons and dantian.

Hiiragi, who broke free from the illusion, conjured up the largest number of pear blossoms he could conjure, and attacked Shi Ran.

Shi Ran, who was injured, naturally didn't love fighting, so he skipped outside the broken temple and left a sentence.

"Sister Hiiragi, cherish the last time you spend with that wild man, you, will be mine in the end. ”

Hiiragi Qiu hugged Han Ye.

Jun Cha consciously walked out of the inner room of the broken temple and gave the two of them the last time to get along.

At dawn, a new day begins, and last night's torrential rain has long since ended, but the clouds are playing, and it is a sunny day.

Han Ye had already left last night.

In the inner room of the broken temple, Hiiragi Qiu walked out slowly, his eyes were covered with sadness, and his white clothes had already been stained with Han Ye's blood, and Yuan Yin, who Hiiragi Qiu was still there yesterday, was no longer today.

Hiiragi walked up to Jun Cha and gave Jun Cha a bracelet.

"Ah Ye said, only if you send me to the spirit spell land, and I am willing to cast a spell to break the seal, you can get the spirit spell inside. ”

Jun Cha took the bracelet, stared at it for a long time, and took the bracelet back without changing his face, naturally he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

Hiiragi, who was wooden, slowly walked to the door.

"Shi Ran, I'm gone with what you want, it's gone......"

Looking up at the dusty blue sky after the rain, tears flowed unconsciously.

Han Ye: "Hiiragi, I say goodbye to dusk, farewell to darkness, just to fall into your light, so please don't forget me." ”

Hiiragi still remembers the last words Han Ye said to himself before he died.

Hiiragi: "Han Ye, I just fell in the light like you." ”

Flowing clouds.

It's not far from the land of the curse, and Juncha and Hiiragi are walking one after the other.

According to Hiiragi, she and Han Ye met in the Spirit Spell Land, which is also Han Ye's hometown, and Han Ye is also an excellent spell cultivator.

As for Hiiragi, he is a disciple of the Xunfang faction, and it can be said that he is an elite disciple of the Xunfang faction.

The Xunfang faction is a small sect in the south, and the disciples in the sect specialize in kitsch, of course, the disciples of the Xunfang sect do not all practice kitsch for sleeping.

The Xunfang faction pays attention to entering the WTO, laughing at Hongchen, and feeling the avenue in the love between men and women in Hongchen.

Of course, the harmony of yin and yang is also regarded as the tenet of the Xunfang School, so the disciples will generally double cultivate to promote cultivation.

And Hiiragi Autumn is equivalent to a good cabbage carefully cultivated by himself being arched by a pig, and he naturally wants to chase the cabbage back.