"It's just that you don't need this body cultivation. ”

Tong Ziyi's voice trembled.

Nangong Liuxi felt sorry for her, but she couldn't get it back.

"Why do you have to save him?"

"I only have him......"

"You still have me!"

Tong Ziyi finally looked at her again, but her eyes were cold and about to freeze Nangong Liuxi.

"If something happened to the ink altar, why did the Dunangong family stay alone?"

Nangong Liuxi was slightly stunned, and her expression was evasive.

"I'll answer for you, you are the same as Chen Yixin, you are not unbearable to Nangong Chen, you are guilty, why does Nangong Chen have confidence?"

"Isn't the bell different?"

"It's not the same.

Nangong Liuxi...... You know well in Luoyang that he is different from you, only Zhong Ci has given up alone!

None of you!

None of them!

It was you who ruined my mother's house step by step, why do you tell me now that I still have you?"

Nangong Liuxi opened his mouth and couldn't answer for a long time.

Tong Ziyi lost control of her emotions for a moment, and half roared, her red eyes and almost tears.

She restrained herself again, and continued to refine quietly alone.

For her, it doesn't matter.

Zhong Jin came out, and the streamer flooded the entire firelight of the Chicheng Temple, Tong Ziyi was almost unsteady, holding Zhong Jin, and his bloodless lips finally smiled miserably.

The dark clouds were thick, and the light of Zhong Jin was faintly reflected.

Her eyelashes twitched slightly, and she blinked and hung tears like dewdrops.

In the blink of an eye, the tears dissipated, so that Nangong Liuxi beside him didn't even notice it.

Tong Ziyi supported the cultivation that was frantically flowing in his body, and hurried to fly to the beggar gang to divide the rudder.

Nangong Liuxi never thought that she still had the strength to fly away, so she could only scold and follow up.

"Plop—"

She fell to her knees.

"Ask the helper to let me see you and say goodbye. ”

There were already signs of tears in her eyes, and she never thought that in order to find Zhong Ci, she would kneel to the beggars, the person who did not share the sky with her.

"Ask the helper to let me see you and say goodbye. ”

Request ......

She shouted neither humbly nor arrogantly, one after another.

Nangong Liuxi had just landed at this time, and couldn't help but scold: "Tong ...... Tong Miaoyi! You are sick! What is your identity! You kneel down to this group of people!"

The beggar disciples didn't know her identity, but they saw that she was dressed extraordinarily, and they didn't dare to beat and scold her easily.

But he couldn't listen to Nangong Liuxi's insults, his attitude became cold, and he was even more reluctant to pay attention to it.

Nangong Liuxi stepped forward and wanted to pull her away, but Tong Ziyi just raised her hand, and Nangong Liuxi fell and sat in the distance, and even her body had a feeling of weakness.

Tong Ziyi turned her head with a desolate expression, and opened her lips lightly, the people of the beggar gang didn't hear what she said, but Nangong Liuxi understood it, and shook her head unbearably.

"It's just that the cartilage is scattered, and it will be fine in a few hours, and I want to save him. ”

Nangong Liuxi struggled and said, "Don't." ”

Tong Ziyi turned her head and stopped looking at her, Nangong Liuxi slammed the ground weakly, and tears flowed out without being angry.

Little waste!

In fact, Nangong Liuxi understood how painful Tong Ziyi would be at this time, she saw the group of teenagers dying at the hands of the beggar gang, and watched her uncle die in front of the beggar gang, but she had to save the unconscious person.

This kneeling, kneeling is the ups and downs of her previous life.

In Tong Ziyi's crisp voice, Liu Wu finally walked out, saw an unfamiliar face, and frowned: "What is the relationship between you and Zhong Ci?"

"I am Tong Ziyi's younger sister. ”

She didn't want to make eye contact with Liu Wu and lowered her head.

Liu Wu instantly sighed and reacted.

"Then you can't have anything to do with him. ”

"All I want is ...... See the side of the clock. ”

"No, you can't. ”

Liu Wu's smile was still as hateful as before, and he turned around and prepared to go in.

"I can save Zhong Ci, please ......" Tong Ziyi's tears were no longer out of her control, and she humbly crawled over and pulled Liu Wu's trouser legs.

Liu Wu looked at the woman crawling on the ground with disdain, looked disgusted, and kicked directly.

"You're really not as good as your sister. ”

Tong Ziyi's cultivation has been dissipated, and her body began to cramp again, Liu Wu is actually not a heavy kick, but Tong Ziyi's body at this time is about to kill her.

Liu Wu didn't expect her to be so poor, and she didn't believe it, so she continued to humiliate: "Heh, I heard that you were very pretentious before, but now that I see it, it's really hypocritical." ”

Tong Ziyi endured the pain on her body, swallowed her tears into her stomach, her face was already stained with mud, and she got up again in embarrassment: "I...... I could really save him......"

The wind and rain condensed, and the torrential rain came suddenly, and several disciples in the courtyard rushed out and held umbrellas to cover the willows.

Tong Ziyi was still kneeling on the ground, her clothes had long been stained with mud, the rain washed her face, washed away her filth, took away the ruddy ruddy of her face, and she twisted it into a stick to her face one by one along the rain.

She could feel the temperature of her body beginning to be taken away by the icy rain.