Turning his head, the purple whip in his hand was thrown out again, and he threw the blood-red silk satin that was about to touch them behind him, and Sang Wu's voice with a smile sounded again: "Master Chi, did you save me in Xiaoxitian? Suddenly, the hand on her waist suddenly relaxed for a moment, and the weight on her body suddenly increased, and Chi Shu couldn't hold it anymore.

"Shut up. The weak tone was with a smile, and it sounded devoid of intimidation.

"Why don't you dare to admit it, after all, it was my first kiss!" Sang Wushi smiled as he spoke, but his eyebrows became heavier and heavier, and the speed under his feet increased once again. She looked at Chi Shu sideways, but found that his almost pale face had an expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, even though his eyes were a little dilated, but his weak and low tone was playful, and seemed to be a little serious, "Is that ...... If I want you back once..... you'll give up, huh?"

Sang Wushi turned her head with a smile, and her wanton laughter sounded in the flying red shadows, "Then let's not die here... Hahahaha...... "She smiled freely, her face was like a scene, but her dark golden eyes were getting deeper and deeper, so deep that there was no light.

In this way, those flying figures, I don't know how long they have been running in the dark red world of the sea of corpses, but even if it is such a moment of life and death, they have also left their unbridled and wanton laughter along the way, just like two madmen, seeking a trace of survival in the aimless world. But gradually, a madman seemed to be unable to support it anymore, and under the suddenly falling figure, Sang Wushi hugged his body tightly and fell to the ground. And in an instant, under the purple light that Lingyun suddenly appeared, there was a huge web of spiritual power woven by the rapid movement of the Spirit Devouring Whip, firmly enveloping it, isolating the life and death of the outside world, bloody and demonic.

With a slight effort, Sang Wushi smiled bitterly and helped Chi Shu, who was already too weak to move, to lean on his shoulder, his tone with a hint of helpless bitterness, "Master Chi, I really want to burn this ghost place." His cold face was around his neck, and even his breathing was so cold that he couldn't hear it, but he seemed to hear her words, and the corners of his pale lips still raised slightly, "Can't do it...... If you can do it, you can do it a long time ago....." Every time he said a word, the blue blood behind his back mixed with the spiritual power in the sky seemed to disappear faster, Sang frowned from time to time, and just stretched out his hand to show him the wound on his back, when he was about to touch his flying spiritual power, Chi Shu's low exclamation suddenly sounded in his ears, "Don't touch it!" However, it was too late, and a touch of blue aura on her fingertips had quietly touched her fingers.

There seemed to be a momentary flash of electric light in front of him, and then Sang Wushi saw a memory, which seemed to belong to Chi Shu's past.

It was a pure paradise so beautiful that only the fairy world seemed to have, but in that heaven and earth, there was a young man imprisoned. He looks like fifteen or sixteen years old in the human world, but he is born stunningly and bewitching all beings. That's the old one.

He seems to be the only one in that beautiful world, and the only thing that accompanies him seems to be the distant and lonely blue sea and blue sky and endless loneliness. But he was quiet, because he would only sit in Lingyun Mountain every day and watch the sun rise and set. But he didn't seem to be so quiet, because Sang Wushi saw that scene from time to time, he was sitting alone on the top of the blue sea and mountain, but a burst of spiritual power suddenly waved out in his hand, and then there were the screams of countless birds and beasts on the opposite mountain.

Chi Shu seemed to be crazy, she didn't know how long it was. He began to run wildly through the vast expanse of mountain and grassland, as if trying to find something. He likes to destroy living things, but never kills, and seems to enjoy their painful whimpering so much that it makes him less lonely.

Sometimes, he would laugh wildly, or he would shout, and his heart was full of blue sky from the outside world.

She knew that Chi Shu was sick, a disease called loneliness.

Time flies, and I don't know how long it has been. He was still the only one in that world, and Sang thought that the worst outcome was nothing more than that he was sick and lonely. But the fact is that Chi Shu died.

It's dead, because how can anyone in this world be forced to peel off their backs and dig out their backbones and still be alive.

As an acquaintance who has been with each other for thousands of years, Sang Wushi didn't even dare to look at the tragic picture that seemed to make people breathe with pain, she didn't even dare to look at Chi Shu's desperate struggle and monstrous hatred at that time, and even dared not look at the expressions of those people who were righteous and awe-inspiring doing that.

But in the end, he was free.

Sang Wushi can actually understand this feeling very well, there is a kind of bird that can't be closed. Chi Shu is different from everyone else, he is a natural rebel, pure evil.

Chi Shu's spiritual power was still draining, but he seemed to have given up. And now his eyes were confused and weak, and he fell on her shoulder, like the lonely boy in his memory.

Sang Wushi's hand was on his waist, resting his head on his lap, and gently wrapping his hand around him to make him more comfortable. Her eyes slowly closed, hiding the myriad of complicated thoughts in her eyes.

In fact, in a sense, she still knows Chi Shu best, and he also understands her best. He lacked nothing but his kind, and she happened to be that kind.

On another level, Chi Shu is not just the same kind to her, he is more like a kind of faith to her, a faith that is constantly chasing and longing for eternity, and it is the guide for her to enter the Futu Palace to find the meaning of her existence. How can such a person die?

It has nothing to do with love, he has rescued him countless times, it has nothing to do with love, she just wants to hug him at the moment.

A world of purple light shrouded by the Spirit Devouring Whip was silent and peaceful, isolated from all the killing and horror of the outside world, and I don't know how long it took, Chi Shu, who was pillowing her legs, seemed to be asleep, Sang Wushi was a little helpless, his legs were a little numb, so he gently moved his head away, lying lightly on the side, and he was about to slowly get up and move his body to find an exit. However, as soon as she moved, Chi Shu, who was lying on the ground, didn't know when she had woken up, and her eyes were as deep as the night pool, just looking at her quietly.

Sang Wushi raised his eyebrows slightly, but smiled a little helplessly, "I'll go find the exit and come back soon." ”

Still, he looked at her so calmly, staring intently, but he didn't speak. The strange purple light, the expressionless Chi Shu, and the exhausted her, they fell into an eerie silence in the four eyes. In the end, Sang sat back helplessly, and his tone was quiet, "Does Master Chi still have the strength to go?"

Chi Shu suddenly grinned, changed to a comfortable position and lay down, but still ignored her.