The woman ignored him and continued to give spiritual power to Wang Zhen.

Is she smiling?

Qiqi inadvertently saw a shallow smile from her just now, at the moment when Xiu Scar finished speaking.

The woman raised her head again, looked more closely, and saw only that the woman pursed her lips, her face was pale, and her face was full of sadness.

But she wouldn't be mistaken, she had just laughed.

The scars had receded to the side.

"Although you and I have known each other for less than a day, I have a thought in my heart that I have never had. Wang Zhen coughed twice and continued: "If I am not a disciple of the Nine Spirits Pavilion, and you are not a ghost of the underworld, then I will definitely come to your house to propose marriage." ”

The woman laughed miserably: "Okay, okay, don't speak." ”

Seeing Wang Zhen's spiritual power disappear little by little, the woman suddenly meditated on the spot. Holding qi in one hand and twisting the formula with the other, Qiqi looked at her mouth shape, and the mantra used for the promotion of the immortal rank --- could allow the immortal to alleviate the pain of Neidan being hit by the powerful immortal power.

A bad thought appeared in Qiqi's mind, did she want to take her own Neidan?

But one person was more anxious than her, and Xiu Scar grabbed the woman's hand and shouted, "What are you going to do?"

Yes, knock her out! Nedan can't be ruined by her. There are also the words she has carved over the past few decades, and the words that have endured the broken and engraved words of Neidan.

Suddenly---

After a moment, the surroundings became silent, and then a flash of golden light flashed.

The mist in the valley slowly dissipated, and the sound of birds and birds in the mountains and forests gradually increased in my ears, and the sound of streams at the bottom of the valley slowly blew through the hot afternoon, and the sun shone on the wildflowers on the side of the path, and it was still shining with dew, crystal clear.

At this time, there were only two people on the path, Xiuji and Qiqi.

"Why are we here?" Qiqi was about to get up, but she almost fell to the ground when she didn't stand firmly, but she still supported her.

His eyes brightened after a moment of inquiry, like a suddenly clear sky, "How are you?"

"Did I get beaten by the turtle fairy?" she barely stood still, twisted her arm slightly, poked her head out to look at the sky, and her voice became serious, "Let's go, I need to take you back to Hades immediately." ”

Without waiting for Xiu Scar to answer, he pulled him in pain and drove away.

Her face turned pale, her body became more and more uncomfortable, and she was worried that something big had happened, and in the end, it only took one day for them to reach the Bridge of Death.

"Can you help me call the officer on duty today?" Qiqi said to the guards of the Death Bridge.

The guard looked at her, swept the mortals behind her, and scolded: "This is the underworld, how can it be a place where the living come from, while no one finds out now, you guys go quickly!"

"He is the one who is going to die this time, because of some accidents, he is still alive, and he is tired. Qiqi coughed twice, gritted his teeth and said.

The guard took out his twin knives and pointed them at the two, "You can't leave now if you want to!" After shouting, the twin knives slashed towards Qiqi.

The spirit of the strong fight was no longer supportable, and she used her last strength to clench her palms, bite her back molars, and wait for the blade to split her body.

It wasn't the blade that touched her first, though.

Qiqi was hugged by her shoulders from behind, turned in the air, and when she stood again, she had no strength, and she relied on the person behind her to not fall.

There was silence as she slowly opened her eyes to see the two arms crossed in front of her.

It was the scars that protected her.

She wanted to turn around, but suddenly she lost the support behind her, and she fell to the ground with a "bang" behind her.

The guard slipped away from her, and Qiqi landed on the ground and slowly turned around.

Scar fell to the ground on his side, two wounds on his back, still bleeding, blood spreading from his waist and slowly flowing in her direction, her knees soaked with blood and warm.

Qiqi didn't get close to him, just stared blankly, his eyes were empty, his mouth was half open, but he couldn't make any sound.

After a few moments, the trim was cut off.

The blurred handwriting on the book of life and death slowly became clear: "On the seventh day of the third month of the eighty-third year of Dongze, at the end of noon, Xiu Zhen died at the bridge of death to save Zhong Ling."

The Yin Soul of the Cultivation Scar left the main body, slowly squatted in front of her, without saying a word, looking at the large blood stain on her left shoulder, suddenly smiled desolately, turned around and walked into the bridge of death without any hesitation.

She looked at her back farther and farther away, and before she could read the book of life and death, the name of the trace disappeared.

Eventually, the back turned into a black dot and drowned in the white mist.

Almost at the same time, the body of the scar slowly turned into a white star, like the stars that night, so many that she couldn't count them.

Watching them drift off into the distance, it wasn't until she had used her last strength that she slowly closed her eyes and fainted in a white star.