Chapter Forty-Eight: The Fall Like a Flower
As soon as Mo Protector died, the broken wind in the distance finally collapsed, and he spread his legs and ran for his life.
Ming Qi glanced at the corner of his eyes, and was about to chase after him, but he saw the dream spirit in front of him with his right hand towards Mo Protector's corpse on the ground, and several blood streams flew out of Mo Protector's corpse.
Then, the five fingers of Dream Spirit's right hand curled in the air, and the blood flow condensed into five more condensed blood rays, four of which directly fused again, while the other flew up in the air and shot towards the fleeing Broken Wind.
Seeing this scene, Ming Qi knew that Broken Wind had no way to live, so he simply didn't look at it, his eyes quickly swept around Mo Protector's body, and after collecting a small package, he immediately turned his head and focused his attention on Ziyue and Zi Kite next to him.
The situation on Purple Kite's side is not so bad, this group of people don't need to look at it to know that they are all relying on the existence of an innate monk to be unscrupulous, and now Mo Protector and Broken Wind have died one after another, only Ziyue is left here and still has some combat power, and the strength of the two sides has come to a big change.
What's more, Ming Qi still has the dream spirit by his side at this time, as for the strength of the dream spirit, the innate threefold, the innate five, Ming Qi doesn't know, anyway, it is much higher than that Mo Protector.
Ziyue's heart was completely cold to the bottom after seeing Mo Protector being killed, and if she wasn't careful at the moment, she would be the next to break the wind.
Knowing that there would be no result if she continued to fight, Ziyue immediately withdrew her weapon and jumped out of the battle group, standing aside with two of her subordinates, she did not choose to run away at this time, because she knew how terrifying the woman beside Ming Qi who was full of blood and demons was.
Purple Kite also put away the short blade, looked at Ming Qi who came over with complicated eyes, and then said loudly to Ziyue on the side: "Sister, turn back, I beg you!"
Her voice trembled a little, as if she had completely forgotten that it was Ziyue who had led people to set up a fierce spirit gathering ghost array to force her to a dead end.
Ziyue's face was pale, the battle just now consumed a huge amount of physical strength, and at this time, the battle ended, and the feeling of exhaustion immediately surged over, but when she heard Purple Kite's words, her eyes were still firm.
"Turn around?"
Ziyue sneered, and then a sharp sneer came out of her throat, as if she had encountered something incredible.
"Can you turn back?"
After Ziyue sneered a few times, she clenched her weapon tightly.
"Silly sister, don't be delusional, since I have embarked on this road, how can I turn back!"
"Sister......!"
Purple Kite's tone elongated the trill, and when she spoke, the corners of her eyes wandered, and she would always secretly watch the every move of the dream spirit standing beside Ming Qi.
She didn't know where this strange woman came from, but one thing was for sure, she was a very terrifying woman.
She was afraid that this terrifying woman would make a move and kill Ziyue.
However, Mengling has always been very quiet, except for occasionally looking at Ming Qi beside him, he is playing with a blood ball in his palm, and he is never tired of it.
As for Ming Qi, he was not in a hurry to do anything, after all, Ziyue and Zi Kite had a special relationship, and he didn't plan to mix it up when it came to housework, he just waited for an opportunity to return Purple Kite Ling to Purple Kite before leaving here and returning to Biyou Sect.
At this time, Ming Qi is the identity of a bystander.
Purple Kite saw that she couldn't persuade Ziyue not to move no matter what, and a sour feeling surged up in her heart, and before she knew it, tears were full, and she looked at Ziyue blankly, and she didn't know what to say for a while.
The scene was stalemate there, and on the side of Qinglong Town, because Mo Protector and Broken Wind were dead, there was a huge crack in the control of the Fierce Spirit Gathering Ghost Array, and at this time it had gradually turned to a state of dissipation, and the resentment and murderous aura in the air began to gradually dissipate, and the entire Qinglong Town began to restore the scene of the blue sky and the white sun.
It's just that the corpses in that place can't be reborn no matter what.
"Sister, you, let's go. ”
As if a huge decision had been made, Purple Kite pondered for a long time, and finally said a few words with difficulty.
She let Ziyue go, which was the only thing she could do right now.
If she was asked to kill Ziyue, she wouldn't be able to do it.
"Let's go?"
Hearing Zi Kite say this, Zi Yue's face did not show the slightest joy, but showed great disdain, and then actually showed disappointment.
"You're letting me go?haha!"
Ziyue laughed bitterly, raised the weapon in his hand and pointed at the purple kite, and said, "You are really still as cowardly and timid and casual as before, it really disappoints me!"
As she spoke, she suddenly moved, not to run away, but to wave her weapon and attack the purple kite.
The blade is sharp and resolute.
The last two friars who followed her hesitated, but did not slow down much, and rushed forward.
"Sister, why, why the hell is this!"
The blade slashed, and the purple kite almost instinctively swung its double blade to resist.
But her actions at this time were simply unrelenting, and there was no deterrent at all, just a symbolic move of the double blades.
"Be careful! Why are you not as good as you were when you were a child!"
Ziyue suddenly broke off, and the broken sword in her right hand tore and pulled, leaving a wound directly on Purple Kite's left arm.
"When you were a child?......
The purple kite still had a misty look in her eyes, as if her memory had been pulled away again.
Then, without any suspense, there were two more wounds on her body in an instant.
When she was a child, Purple Kite clearly remembered that when she was a child, she often practiced with her sister, and both sisters were extremely serious, and the talented Purple Kite was often able to win against her sister.
And every time Zi Kite wins her sister, Zi Yue will not be angry at all, and she will always praise and encourage.
At this time, when she suddenly mentioned that she was a child, Purple Kite suddenly found that during that time, she was under the guidance of her sister, making progress step by step, not proud, not lazy.
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a tingling in her heart.
Things are not people, and now she is still facing her sister, but the sister in her heart has already changed, and she doesn't know it at all.
Could it be that it was really his own serious illness, and after a few years of isolation from the world, he had completely distanced himself from his sister? Or was his current strength weak and made his sister's heart ache?
Purple Kite couldn't figure it out, and she couldn't figure it out, but at this time, no matter what thousands of thoughts she had in her heart, it was already an unchangeable fact that Ziyue and her life and death were facing each other!
No matter how much pain Purple Kite's heart felt at this time, Purple Moon's blade seemed to be as cold as ever.
Brush Brush Brush!
The rhythm of the blade accelerated again, and the crazy purple moon seemed to have forgotten everything, and her whole person was like a lonely wolf in her eyes, desperate to launch a fierce attack.
"If you don't fight back, you'll die!"
Ziyue said coldly, her hand did not stop, and at this moment, there were several more wounds on Zi Kite's body. Although these wounds are not fatal, they look bloody and shocking.
"Sister......
Finally, the purple kite trembled and cried, and the sharp edge of her eyes, which had been blurred by tears, finally appeared, and the two blades in her hands danced and flew up.
In the distance, Ming Qi sighed helplessly.
"It's really hard to make the next decision. ”
Sisterhood, for whatever reason, will end up being a tragic end.
At first, Ming Qi wanted to stop it, but when he saw the infinite determination flickering in Ziyue's eyes, he still didn't have the impulse to intervene. Because even if he makes a move, even if he can stop this time, there will definitely be a scene like this next time, perhaps, this is their fate.
The sword light and sword shadow, the flower-like two girls are deeply trapped in it, it is fate, it is luck, I'm afraid no one can say clearly.
This time the battle didn't last long, and with Ziyue's sigh of relief and Zi Kite's exclamation, everything seemed to be coming to an end.
Ziyue held the blade in her hand, less than two inches away from the throat of the purple kite, but the short blade of the purple kite had already pierced deep into the chest of the purple kite.
Ming Qi understood that if it was just from the perspective of combat, it was not Ziyue who died at this time, but Zi Kite.
It's just that at the moment when the two girls stabbed the blades at the same time, Ziyue suddenly stopped all movements.
At this time, Ming Qi's heart suddenly became extremely clear, Ziyue, what is it to achieve, it must be!
Is it just for the purple kite to put away those cowardice and mercy?
While!
The blade in Ziyue's hand slipped quietly, and then, the two female monks who followed her also raised their weapons and wiped them at their throats.
Ming Qi suddenly felt that the corners of his eyes were a little wet, and he was very uncomfortable.
This feeling makes people uncomfortable and uncomfortable, like a fish in the throat, but it makes people's hearts tremble involuntarily.
Yes, he is cold-blooded, lonely and ruthless, but at this moment, his heart is really trembling.
Not only to Ziyue, but also to the two female monks who gave up their lives without hesitation.
The purple kite was already trembling at this time, holding Ziyue's soft body in her arms, and couldn't stop crying.
The flowers bloom gorgeously, and the flowers fall hurtfully.
Ziyue's face was pale and bloodless, her eyes looked at the purple kite, and at this moment, all she showed was love.
"What should you ...... Grow up...... ......"
He spit out these words with difficulty, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
Purple Kite couldn't cry, and when she heard Ziyue's words, she just nodded and nodded again.
Suddenly, Ziyue's body shook, and her exposed skin was instantly covered with a layer of black gas, from her hands to her neck to her face, the black gas was pervasive, and it had turned like ink in the flash.
"Not good!"
Ming Qi's heart moved, and a terrifying message flashed in his mind in an instant.
"Purple Kite, dodge!"
At this time, it was too late, but Ming Qi still flew out as soon as possible and shouted out at the same time.
At the same time, Ziyue, who was shrouded in black qi, suddenly spit out two words with difficulty: "Quick...... Walk ......"
Disheveled!
A dark and thick blood mist then exploded, and the purple kite's body was forcibly lifted into the air by a blood line!
At the most critical moment, the Dream Spirit struck.