Edgeworth reached the stone staircase, "Little junior sister, this place has to go down." Ning Jiumin said, not noticing the name he blurted out.

Yan Yinzhi didn't care either, and ran down with her skirt. At this moment, what she wants to see most is Uncle Zhao.

After running for a while, she reached the bottom of the stone ladder, Ning Jiumin took her hand and walked to the teleportation formation.

Immediately after, Yan Yinzhi felt dizzy, and the scene he was in changed to outside the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

Rubbing his forehead, he looked at it, and shook it: Mom, is this the ghost outside the Immortal Cultivation Sect?

When I looked up, I saw the black and white figures in an instant.

The black one is Uncle Zhao, and the white one is Zhulu.

After glancing again, there was a large group of people next to her, but she only knew Master and Nianbai.

The moment he looked at the two of them again, Yan Yinzhi's pupils constricted, "Uncle Zhao, don't!"

As she spoke, the giant blade that turned into black gas pierced directly through Zhulu's chest.

In an instant, Zhulu's body flashed with golden light, and the formation gradually took shape. Yu Guang glanced at the frightened people below, but unexpectedly, she still came out and saw such an embarrassed side of herself.

Zhao Qiankun also saw the person who was thinking about it for a long time, mobilized the demonic energy in his body, and wanted to get rid of this formation, but found that he couldn't get out, and he was anxious in his heart, "Yinzhi!"

Yan Yinzhi looked at Zhulu in a daze, her heart beating wildly, as if she was about to jump out of her throat.

"Yinzhi!" Zhao Qiankun shouted again, waving the Qiankun fan in his hand.

The sharp blade formed by the black storm pierced through Zhulu's body again and again. He couldn't support his body, which had already been refined into a divine body.

Dense cuts, all over the body.

As the storm cleared, it was quiet. I only heard a soft "boom", and blood gushed out.

The last trace of mana was exhausted, and Zhulu no longer had the strength to maintain the integrity of his body. Turning his head sideways, his gaze fell on Yan Yinzhi below, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

I really want to ask her, can she forgive me for what I did before.

But even this sentence, he could no longer speak.

"Don't!" Yan Yinzhi shouted sadly, seeing that he was still staring at himself a moment ago, this moment he turned into a broken deer, unable to bear it anymore, and fell to the ground.

My heart hurts, it hurts so much that I want to pull it out of my chest.

The air was filled with suspended minced meat, and there was a strong smell of blood.

"Chase the deer...... Chase the deer ......" Yan Yinzhi raised his head and looked at Uncle Zhao, who was imprisoned and motionless in mid-air, and for the first time in his heart, he had the idea of never seeing him again.

"Elders, it's all right. Xu Yannuo spoke, and his hands quickly sealed.

Immortal Venerable told him that once his body was broken, he could start sealing the formation.

It's just that Xu Yannuo didn't expect that Xianzun would choose such a way in order to seal the universe......

At this moment, he made a promise, and he had no time to take care of the little junior sister below, holding his breath and concentrating, and he was about to suppress Qiankun.

"Yinzhi—" Zhao Qiankun shouted in pain, his eyes blood-red.

Why, why did everyone have to stop me and Yinzhi, why, why couldn't I be with Yinzhi even if I killed Immortal Venerable?

Yinzhi, do you remember what you said? Do you remember that you promised me that in this life, you would take me to heart?

Zhao Qiankun shouted violently, and his demonic energy skyrocketed instantly.

"Not good!" Xu Yannuo exclaimed, used a bundle of magic seals, and went straight to Zhao Qiankun, and then sped up the seal, completely ignoring the rampaging immortal qi in his body.

Mu Ne's Yan Yinzhi finally rolled his eyes, looked at Uncle Zhao who was struggling in the formation, and wiped the tears on his face, "You killed Zhulu, you killed him!"

Zhao Qiankun was stunned, and the demonic qi that was about to break out of the formation also slowed down. He looked at Yan Yinzhi with a painful expression, and his voice trembled, "Yinzhi, you...... Are you complaining about me?"

"Yes, I blame you!" Yan Yinzhi shouted, and the tears that had been wiped dry welled up again, "I thought that I hated him very much, and I wished he left quickly, but, but now, I saw him dead, and I found out ......"

"I just realized that I was like this...... Reluctant. The last two words, like whispers, were heard only by herself.

Yes, why did you only find out until now that he was so important to herself...... Is it just because he has been with him for four years?

Yan Yinzhi raised her hand, pressed her heart beating wildly, and her tears seemed to be unable to dry up: No, how could I find out that I couldn't do without him who I hated to the extreme at the beginning......

"Yinzhi ......" Zhao Qiankun muttered, his eyes, which had returned to normal, instantly turned red.

He smiled hideously, used the last shred of his senses, and said a sentence, "Since you have forgotten, then I will let you remember!"

As soon as the words fell, a black gas went straight to Yan Yinzhi's door.

Yan Yinzhi looked at it fixedly, without even blinking his eyes. I couldn't help but think: Hmm...... What I forgot...... I'm also curious...... What I forgot......

Ning Jiumin and a few people a few meters behind him immediately reacted and wanted to intercept that demonic qi, but they were a step too late.

The moment the demonic qi touched Yan Yinzhi's forehead, the surrounding black color faded instantly, leaving only a silver light that submerged into Yan Yinzhi's brain.

Suddenly, the past swept over the sky like a tide......

......

......

......

Yan Yinzhi's eyes widened in shock, and she looked ahead without focus.

There was a roar in Zhao Qiankun's ears when he was completely occupied by demonic energy. Yan Yinzhi finally came back to his senses, "Zhao Erxiang!"

I wanted to fly, but I found that in this life, I was a fool who couldn't even resist the sword.

Yan Yinzhi shook dejectedly and fell into a person's arms. After a glance, I found that it was Jiu'er.

"Jiu'er, can you help me get to him?" Yan Yinzhi grabbed Jiu'er's hand and said eagerly.

Ning Jiumin nodded, cast a spell, and Yan Yinzhi floated.

"Little junior sister, come back!" Xu Yannuo shouted, helplessly unable to spare the strength to intercept her. In a hurry, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Nono," the Red Flame Beast turned its head and looked at him, worried, "Don't worry, the formation is only effective for the people of the Demon Race. ”

Listening to Nianbai's words, Xu Yannuo nodded. For a while, I didn't understand the little sister's mind. Even if he had already remembered it, he didn't seem to have asked where Immortal Venerable had gone, whether he was really gone.

Yan Yinzhi stretched out his hand and touched the extension of the formation, "Zhao Er, Zhao Er!"

Zhao Qiankun didn't respond, and the irascible demonic qi was rampage within the formation.

"Zhao Erxiang," Yan Yinzhi choked up, "I'm sorry ......"

Zhao Qiankun was stunned, his hideous expression slowly returned to normal, and the string in his heart was completely broken with a "snap".

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