Jun Yin did not destroy the Xuanyin lamp, but walked slowly towards her.

Huaxin breathed a sigh of relief, a little relieved, and thought: he still misses her old feelings.

Is he distressed?

Will he come and hug her?

She hurts, she is cold, and she hates ......

However, in the next moment, when he stopped in front of her coldly and mercilessly, and pierced the sharp blade quenched with divine water deep into her heart, she knew that he was not here to hold her, he was here to kill her.

Tao Xin'er stabbed her so many times, but she didn't have this knife accurately, nor did she have this knife ruthlessly.

She had hundreds of wounds all over her body, but they were not as painful as this knife, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't bear it.

The moment the blade sank into his heart, time was stretched for a long time, and "Shuyi"'s face was blurred like a nightmare in the layers of blood mist, hideous as a ghost.

She finally understood that things are people, and the person in front of her is not her sweetheart, and Jun Yi, who cherished her life, died, in the battle of Luna Mountain 10,000 years ago.

Shuyi was just a dream she stole from, and now that she woke up, he took away all his love for her, leaving her alone, embarrassed and left.

Tears turned round and round in her eyes, but she endured it and did not fall, her tears and blood, drop by drop, flowed back to the bottom of her heart, with a refreshing coolness, making her feel cold all over her body.

She lowered her eyelashes slowly.

He wants her to die, so she will give him her life.

One life for another.

From then on, each of them did not owe anything.

Huaxin leaned over suddenly, reached out and hugged the man in front of him, and submerged the blade into his heart, deepening the knife mark.

The dripping blood meandered down the heart, covering and burying all the old love layer by layer.

Since then, the mountains and rivers are wide, the sky is high and the earth is far away, and the man in front of her who was engraved on the tip of her heart has nothing to do with her anymore.

It was he himself, knife by knife, who pulled himself out of her heart.

"Jun Yi, I miss you......" Jun Yin heard her trying her best to whisper in his ear, his heart trembled fiercely, although it was not a love word to him, but he almost couldn't help reaching out to hug her, but at that moment, she pushed her away again.

With his last breath, Huaxin violently regained the Xuanyin lamp, staggered back, stared at him with red eyes and laughed miserably, laughing madly, laughing to the bottom, "You are not him! You are not Junyi, my Ah Yi will not do this to me! He will not do this to me!"

Seeing Huaxin retreating towards the door step by step, Tao Xin'er knew that she wanted to escape, but Tao Xin'er was afraid of her, afraid that she would be dragged to death by one of her dying people, so she incited everyone, "Stop this demon girl, don't let her run away!"

Seeing the painting heart that was stabbed again and again but still not dead, everyone almost equated her with the demon. I couldn't help but be shocked and frightened, and no one dared to step forward.

There are a few people who are not afraid of death, and those who are about to move, but they are also stopped by the moon and the clouds who are watching coldly from beginning to end.

The earth destroyers even looked out of the sky, intentionally or unintentionally, as if anxiously waiting for someone to come.

The painting heart retreated to the door step by step like a ghost, and the crowd avoided it, retreating one after another, and the sunlight poured in.

She raised her eyes and saw that on the other side of the light and shadow, her former god of war, stood tall, and the sunlight was plated on his eyebrows, causing him to shine all over him.

But now, she hates that this light burns her, just as she loved this light to illuminate her very much.

It turns out that love and hate are really just a thought.