The cold wind pierced through the hall, blowing up the snow-colored clothes, rolling up a few drops of hot blood and splashing on the surface of the painting, like sporadic blood rain.

Huaxin squinted his eyes in a trance, and secretly sighed that he was really an affectionate, infatuated and pedantic person.

Some people, it's really not that she refuses to let go.

It's that he himself refuses to let himself go.

As soon as Fei Ci died, and with his will to die, the anger of the people who had been pacified rolled again.

Feeling the murderous aura around him, he didn't move, but slowly closed his eyes, as if he was at the end of a strong crossbow.

A gust of wind blew, making her eyelashes tremble.

"Master, be careful!"

Accompanied by Qing Jiuying's exclamation, it was a network of swords and swords that attacked in groups, everyone knew that at this time, the painting was seriously injured, if she didn't take the opportunity to kill her, when she relieved herself, it would inevitably be another vicious battle.

When the sword light fell, the painting heart, who seemed to have no power to fight back, suddenly leaned over, pulled out the half of the spear inserted in Fei Ci's chest, jumped to the ground, and swung the spear upward, and the surroundings seemed to be gathered by thunder, and a murderous aura was like a trapped pond dragon rushing up to the sky, and the blood was shining.

When the war stopped, Wuxinju was already a stream of blood and dry bones.

The painting heart stood in a pool of blood, holding a half-spear in his hand, his whole body was covered with wounds, flesh and blood were flying, his feet were full of severed limbs, and he was wailing all around.

The people are foolish, but sin is not unto death.

So she just protected herself, and she didn't kill her, and very few people really died.

But she was angry!

Anger burns the heart!

She was ruthless, both eyes flashed with a deadly light, demon red, bewitching, and containing infinite killing power that kills people!

The sharp gaze of the painting heart searching carefully in the crowd made Tao Xin'er, who had been hiding behind the crowd, suddenly a little panicked.

She knew that Painted Heart was looking for her.

She also knew that she was the only one who wanted to kill today!

She regretted a little, she shouldn't have angered the painter before she was sure of victory.

Unconsciously, Tao Xin'er shrank behind Jun Yin, but saw Jun Yin patting lightly behind Qing Jiuying, pushing Qing Jiuying out of the Blood Shadow God Cover.

Tao Xin'er immediately understood, stretched out her hand to restrain Qing Jiuying, squeezed out of the crowd with confidence, and pinched Qing Jiuying's throat to approach the painting heart step by step.

The restless crowd suddenly quieted down, and when Huaxin raised his eyes, he saw that Qing Jiuying's face was red from being pinched by Tao Xin'er, and he only had air out but no air in.

Tao Xin'er got straight to the point, "Give me the hidden lamp." ”

The flesh and blood of the painting fists clenched tightly, silently staring at Tao Xin'er, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and he said coldly, "Don't think about it." ”

Tao Xin'er's eyes narrowed, her long nails pierced Qing Jiuying's throat, and she sneered at him, "You see that you are willing to die for her, but she thinks that your life is not as important as a broken lamp, so I have to send you on the road first!"

"Wait" Huaxin gritted his teeth, "I'll change it with you, but you have to let him go first!"

Qing Jiuying turned her head with difficulty to look at Huaxin, shook her head slightly, and spit out three words with blood in her choked mouth, "Don't give her ......"

Huaxin has always regarded him as a child, hurting and petting, he has never been willing to touch a finger, but today he was hurt like this, and he couldn't help but feel sad and angry.

She has always been hard-boned, but she couldn't help but soften, took out the Xuanyin lamp from her heart, and looked at Tao Xin'er expressionlessly, "The lamp is here, you let him go!"

Tao Xin'er was actually very scared in her heart, she couldn't believe it, so she pretended to be calm and said, "You give the lamp to the man behind you and ask him to send it over." ”

Huaxin's gaze fell on her face, cold as frost, and she sneered in her heart, "I don't believe you, I want the lamp, let people go first." ”