After the fierce fight between the two, Nanfeng took the initiative to speak: "Let's be a little heart." ”

Bai Junqian didn't understand, but the anger in his heart couldn't be suppressed, and he said loudly: "Lingxi has become like this now, and you caused it, right?!"

"What if it's me, what's not me? Lingxi can't last long now. Nanfeng said as he parried Bai Junqian's attack.

As soon as these words came out, Bai Junqian attacked more violently, "What do you mean that you can't last long? What did you do to her?"

"If we don't stop her from losing control in her current form, she'll die. Did I make it clear enough?" With that, Nanfeng stopped dodging and stood directly in place to meet Bai Junqian's attack.

When Bai Junqian heard this, he immediately stopped the movement in his hand, and the sword stopped an inch away from Nanfeng's neck.

"Then why did you bring her to this illusion realm?" Bai Junqian asked, and then put down the sword in his hand, still aiming at Nanfeng's neck.

Once Nanfeng does something unusual, it will immediately splatter blood on the spot.

"I cast this illusion. Suddenly, a very terrifying-looking figure appeared beside Bai Junqian, and he picked his sword away.

After walking a few steps, Nanfeng said, "This illusion is to trap Hong'er, otherwise he will go to the city." It can be said that the current Hong'er is not something that we can control by ourselves. ”

Hearing this, Bai Junqian was very stunned, and even more uneasy. Before he had time to ask any more questions, a red figure seemed to appear in his field of vision, and Nanfeng also saw it, and then directly swung his sword to cut off the curtains that covered his vision with sword qi.

"Stand down first, lest you get hurt too. Nanfeng said to the man who was lying on his back, and then the man who was on his back disappeared into the place without saying a word.

"Hey, you ......" Bai Junqian was just about to say something, and a vague red figure flashed in front of him, his steps seemed to be hanging in the air, not raising a little dust, and his clothes were fluttering.

It's Lingxi!

"Hong'er. Nanfeng looked around, "Come out!"

Bai Junqian chased after him, but suddenly felt something strange, and when he turned around, he was even more surprised:

A mess of hair covered most of Lingxi's cheeks, the ends of which were wet and sticking to the side of her face, droplets of water falling down her tiny chin, suggesting that time was passing minute by minute.

The words were still muttering in his mouth: "Kill two people, and you can go out......"

Bai Junqian saw the meaning of her temporary attack, that is, she approached Lingxi, held Lingxi's shoulder, touched her hair with her fingertips, and suddenly felt sticky, only to find that what was flowing from her hair was not water droplets, but blood!

Lingxi, who lost the consciousness of his fingertips, stabbed Bai Junqian with a wave of his sword, and Bai Junqian was also stunned, gritted his teeth, and held his breath.

But when the tip of the sword cut through his clothes, piercing his skin, and before it hurt his heart, Lingxi's hand holding the sword began to tremble, and the chaotic eyes flowed the same bloody tears as last time.

Immediately, Lingxi's eyes rolled and she let out a terrible scream, and her whole body fell down like a stake.

Bai Junqian immediately protected her with one hand, and when he looked back, the south wind seemed to be very surprised by this scene.

"Again...... Why again?!" he muttered, then subconsciously clenched his fists.

But this time Lingxi's body was intact, and it seemed that the pool of blood had played a role.

.......

"Lingxi...... Lingxi ......" Bai Junqian's call came intermittently.

At this time, Lingxi only felt that he had a long dream, as if he had fallen from a mountain cliff and walked in the endless darkness for a long time, as if he continued like this, he would no longer be able to adapt to the light, and it would be difficult to see the truth clearly.

She seemed to have stabbed the sword into Bai Junqian's body just now, but she didn't have thick blood on her hands at this time, could it be that she just had a dream or an illusion?

Thinking like this, Lingxi's eyes suddenly became the place where the white curtain was, and unlike just now, she was the only one here.

But the same voice reverberated behind the flickering curtain: They died for you, and you can only apologize with death, and apologize with death......"

The sound slammed and echoed across the lime-mottled walls, and the voice was steady and heavy......

And on the tip of the sword she was holding with her injury, the blood clot that was still coagulated slowly melted under the wash of tears.

Lingxi seemed to sense something, but still tried to calm his mood and said, "Why do you use that illusion to guide me?"

"Who said it was a vision?" the voice responded.

It was the first time that a voice had responded so clearly.

Is everything that just happened true?

Lingxi shook her head and stepped back, then thought carefully about everything just now, and suddenly she knelt on the ground, saw her trembling fingers, saw the blade of the sword held at the end of the finger, she stretched out her other hand, and was about to touch the blade, but stopped halfway.

The feeling was so familiar, like the feeling of losing everything in the world, despair began to fill her body, and everything that had just happened was real.

If it was true just now, and Master was killed by her like this, then there was no need for her to live......

"Lingxi!"

At the moment when she had such thoughts, a call came to her from all directions.

- It's Bai Junqian's voice, she's pretty sure, but?

"You lied to me?! My master is not dead!" Lingxi struggled to swing the sword in his hand, cutting several curtains.

"This is an illusion, but just now it is reality, and you can't tell it yourself. The voice said.

"Why are you doing this!?" Lingxi said with some heartbreak, she didn't know how Bai Junqian's injuries were now.

"......." The female voice did not respond again, and Bai Junqian's voice in her ears became clearer and clearer.

She never woke up, as if something had held her tightly, and no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't wake up.

Then, she began to run in the endless darkness.

And in the real reality, after she fell unconscious, the illusion in this tower was only Bai Junqian and Nanfeng.

It didn't take long for the illusion in the tower to slowly disappear.

When Bai Junqian wanted to walk out of the tower with Lingxi in his arms, but opposite him, Nanfeng, who was holding a sword, was unwilling to let Lingxi go, and glared at him with a calm face.

Bai Junqian also stared at him angrily.

During the confrontation, Nanfeng was the first to speak: "You can't take her out of here, she can only be mine now." Then he casually glanced at the spirit in Bai Junqian's arms and tidied up his sleeves.

Bai Junqian didn't answer, his eyes were extremely deep, staring straight at the exit of the tower behind Nanfeng.

"You know you can't beat me, not to mention you're seriously injured. Nanfeng raised an eyebrow and said. "And, Hong'er, she's mine now. ”

He stressed it again.

"I'll take her out. Bai Junqian said coldly.

"Then when she wakes up, it's very likely that she won't know you and even want to kill you?"

This sentence fell, Bai Junqian was also because of this sentence, the expression on his face finally changed, and an almost uncontrollable anger appeared, and the blue tendons on his forehead exploded,

However, just as the south wind was about to continue to provoke, Bai Junqian cast a spell, and a dazzling light bloomed here.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up Lingxi with vigor and neatness, forced away the south wind with a backhand sword, and turned over in an instant, and wanted to rush out of the door like lightning.

"I also know that I don't have to be tough. Nanfeng paused, "However, I didn't go in the right direction." ”

After he finished speaking, he cast a spell, and in an instant, a longbow made of ice appeared in his hand, and he turned the ice arrow in the palm of his hand and placed it on a string made of aura.

The arrow left the string, and shot towards Bai Junqian at a very fast speed.

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