Feng Ya felt that his little heart was about to jump out, and he looked nervously at Qing Zhijun's next move.

"She almost ...... Scatter your cultivation. ”

Qing Zhijun did not embarrass them.

Every word he spat out made them worry about it.

"The Gu technique of the Yueyi Gate, with cultivation as a knotting array, should be a cycle every day...... But she's so weak, I don't know how many times I've used it indiscriminately. ”

Qing Zhijun hugged Tong Ziyi in an unprecedented distress, looking at her pale and weak face, her brows were tightly locked, and she pulled the soft body in her arms in distress and hugged her tighter.

"By the way, I forgot! She seems to have used a forbidden technique to renew the lives of the teenagers...... Just the last ......"

"Forbidden?!Is this obedient going to die?!"

Qing Zhijun's anger was already visible to the naked eye, and Feng Ya's neck shrank, not daring to speak again.

Qing Zhijun had the luck to investigate her situation in detail.

"Huh...... Hehehehe... With cultivation as detoxification and forbidden art to continue life, she regards you as treasures. ”

His baby, the person he cherished so far, the person he Qingzhijun had never spoken to each other, and he was trampled to this point when he went out?

Qing Zhijun's laughter made several people dare not squeak, and they even carefully did not dare to raise their heads.

Qing Zhijun is a sign of impatience.

Hearing that Tong Ziyi had done so much, several people did not feel better than Qing Zhijun in their hearts.

Tong Ziyi is always like this, she seems to be used to pain, as if she is tireless.

But Wind Cliff is actually the one who is even more uncomfortable in my heart.

He watched the little girl do everything, but he didn't know that she was reckless, and he didn't even say a word.

It turned out that her life was already hanging by a thread, but at the last moment, she was still thinking about those girls.

"As far as the beggars are concerned, a little willow Wu dares to touch my cub?"

Qing Zhijun couldn't suppress his emotions anymore, and strode towards the Yueyi Gate.

The three of them hurriedly followed behind Qing Zhijun, and the three of them tacitly kept silent, knowing that Qing Zhijun was angry, they didn't know what to say or do at this time, so they had to do nothing and not say anything, don't annoy him anymore.

The storm is still the same.

The sea of clouds finally began to stir up waves completely, but it happened to calm down in the eyes raised, as if it had never rippled.

But in the rivers and lakes, who can get out of the whole body?

This is a bloody battle that has been buried for a long time.

Three days later—

Tong Ziyi struggled to wake up, his eyes were foggy, and after a long time, he found himself sleeping in his former bedroom.

There was a burst of incense in the bedroom, a long-lost peace, but what she didn't know was that what was waiting for her was the wind and clouds, the dark tide surging, and her already upside-down life was scattered and dilapidated.

It was so quiet in the moon clothes door that Tong Ziyi sat on the bed and looked around.

What if it was all just a dream?

But the pain around her body was cracking, and the familiar figures on the side were reminding her that what she had experienced was real.

Tong Ziyi didn't expect that there was only Nangong Liuxi around, she sat on the table next to her with one hand supporting her chin, drowsy.

Nangong Liuxi's sharp eyes saw Tong Ziyi get up, and he suddenly sobered up, and immediately rushed over.

"You're scared the hell out of me, little shit, you're finally awake!"

Tong Ziyi rubbed her head, moved her hands, and wondered, "What am I?"

"You are awake, you have been unconscious for three days. ”

"Three days, so long......" Tong Ziyi was still unable to use his body, so he could only barely move his muscles and bones.

"yes, it scared the hell out of us. ”

Nangong Liuxi said worriedly.

"Thankfully. Tong Ziyi looked at her tired expression and blamed herself a little.

"I'm actually fine......

Don't you know, Qing Zhijun used cultivation to heal you and repair your backlash

And...... Qing Zhijun learned that your injuries were caused by your use of forbidden techniques...... Kill the beggars to help ......"

"You said that your uncle is out of the mountain?!"

Tong Ziyi's eyes widened in disbelief.

"He just finished healing my wounds, and the beggars are not good at stubble!

Nangong Liuxi didn't understand why she had such a big emotional fluctuation, and responded: "Ah......hh

"Don't worry too much, Yue Qi and Wind Cliff have also followed. Nangong Liuxi didn't forget to make up for it.

"Nonsense!"

Tong Ziyi frowned after hearing this, and was angry.

"Your uncle is also good for you, Chong Guan is angry!"

"Don't mess around with colloquialisms. ”

Tong Ziyi held his forehead and complained, turned over and got up.

Nangong Liuxi saw her struggling and crumbling, and hurriedly supported her.

"Don't hold on to your body, Qing Zhijun can handle it alone. ”

Although Nangong Liuxi said this, he also helped her dress and clean up.

"Our series of things is so weird that we haven't thought about it at all, and ...... Chen Yixin's words...... In short, I'm afraid that something will happen to my uncle. ”

"Qing Zhijun? What can happen to Qing Zhijun? He is not as soft-hearted as you. ”

"I hope it's okay. ”

Although Nangong Liuxi didn't understand why Tong Ziyi was in a hurry at this time, she didn't stop her.

So the two hurried to the beggars at the foot of Luoyang.

Tong Ziyi thought back a long time later.

If she had known that such a scene would be there when she arrived, she would have been willing to witness it with her own eyes.

Luoyang——

"Uncle—"

———

The blood spread, the wind blew up a gust of fishy smell, disgusting, the blood flowed outside the beggar gang, surrounded by corpses, Qing Zhijun was surrounded in the middle, standing alone, like a majestic mountain, standing tall.

The surrounding land was already reddish-brown, and the blood was dried and solidified, as if it was a tribute to the souls of the dead.

Qing Zhijun turned around when she heard her voice, her demonic face, a bloody smile, and she captivated the country and the city.

"Little girl. ”

"Uncle!"

When Qing Zhijun turned around, Tong Ziyi found that the dense blood stains on his body had already dyed his clothes blood-colored, and he couldn't distinguish the primary color of the silk itself, and the most shocking thing was that the crystal clear glass block on Qing Zhijun's abdomen had begun to penetrate the blood color and spread to the meridians.

Dream Needle!

Tong Ziyi rushed over regardless of it, and she grabbed Qing Zhijun tightly.

"Uncle...... Uncle, how can this be, you tell me...... How can I save you, how can I save you......"

Qing Zhijun has been holding on for too long, his dark blue eyes are dim, and he accidentally fell to the ground, but fortunately, Tong Ziyi helped him in time so that he would not be too embarrassed.

Qing Zhijun pulled Tong Ziyi and stared at her very greedily, her fingers gently stroked the tip of her pen, but she didn't have the strength to pinch it as usual.

Qing Zhijun's face was stained with red blood, it was obviously such a cruel scene, and it looked so untimely and bewitching in Qing Zhijun's looming smile.

"Such a good-looking girl, I am not blessed to say goodbye. ”

Qing Zhijun was already gasping a little when he spoke.

"No, it won't, uncle......"

Tong Ziyi was at a loss, and the big hole in her heart was cut open here, inch by inch, which made her feel painful.

She panicked and wanted to help Qing Zhijun's wound, but she was afraid of touching him, so she trembled in the air.

Qing Zhijun had a normal smile, and at this time it was even more beautiful than usual.

"Obediently, Yueyimen was originally a thorn in the flesh of other people's eyes, people, once they are cowardly and incompetent, they will be afraid of this and that. Fame and fortune don't give people a sense of security, only you can give yourself, so I keep saying you, it's too weak. ”

"Uncle, don't say it again, I'll take you back, I will definitely be able to cure you, and when the time comes, I will stay at the Yueyi Gate and accompany you well. ”

Tong Ziyi's palm began to operate a breath again.

"Wow-"

"Why are you still so unobedient?"

Qing Zhijun raised his hand and touched Tong Ziyi's palm slightly with his slender fingers, and a red light appeared, completely pressing Tong Ziyi Xiuwei back to herself, and there was another breath, quickly pouting, not giving her any chance to react.

Qing Zhijun spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his body began to tremble violently.

"Uncle, what are you doing!"

"Shhhh

This is the most important item in the bone book, only the descendants of the Qing family have it, Xiaoyi, you can be alone in the future, and you will be the enemy of the world.

Xiao Yi, don't be sad for me, I was a dying person a long time ago, it was for your mother before, and now, it is for you.

Xiaoyi, don't be presumptuous, in fact, we all love you very much, but we all used the wrong way......

If you're not his daughter......"

Qing Zhijun fell on Tong Ziyi's lap appointedly, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his eyes, but he was still smiling like that, if it weren't for the blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, it would make people mistakenly think that he was not exhausted, but lazily basking in the sun and taking a nap.

"Xiaoyi, it's good that you are his daughter. ”

After Qing Zhijun finished speaking, he had no more breath, and his whole body and soul returned to death.

"Uncle ......"

"Uncle...... Uncle, wake up, don't scare me anymore, look at me. ”

"Uncle—"

Qing Zhijun disappeared on her lap indifferently, and even left with the same grace and calmness.

Qing Zhijun's body turned into nothingness and disappeared with the wind, Tong Ziyi raised his hand weakly, but he couldn't leave a trace of him.

Qing Zhijun seems to have never been to this world, and he walked without a trace.

Now, Tong Ziyi's heartbreak finally cannot be healed completely.

In this short period of time, she lost the only solace, courage, and reliance she had.

Her happiness is so hard-won, but leaving is so easy.

Pain takes root and sprouts, turning things around and growing in a different way, diffusing into pain engraved on every inch of skin.

But she didn't wait for her to sink into sadness.

The sword light and sword shadow around him approached again.

"Tong Ziyi!"

Wind Cliff stumbled to her covered in injuries.

"Moon Cliff, what's wrong with you, how can you get hurt like this, and my uncle and his ......?"

Tong Ziyi was already in a trance.

"Tong Ziyi, you can see who is around here!"

Wind Cliff didn't want to talk to her more, and he raised his voice to wake her up, but he raised his sword vigilantly towards the people and horses coming from all directions to protect her.

Tong Ziyi looked around at this time, the forbidden army, and countless famous families.

The seventh day of the moon also stood in the midst of it.

Tong Ziyi is like an initiation.

"It's ...... What do you mean?"

Tong Ziyi suddenly couldn't help choking.

How cruel God is, when her heart is full of devastation, he will cut through every scar of her again, and it will be difficult to heal.