The cry of the painting heart came to Heguang Tongchen's ears word by word, and another word hit his heart, and he was trying his best to use the red lotus karmic fire to resist the demon cold poison of the ice fox.

The fusion of ice and fire scorched him, and the pain of tearing made him close his eyes and grit his teeth, not daring to let out a muffled snort.

Gradually, his consciousness became a little blurred, and he could only instinctively hug the person in his arms, rubbing her in his arms, reluctant to let go.

There was silence all around, and Huaxin listened carefully, as if he could hear his extremely faint voice, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's okay, it's okay......"

She curled up quietly in his arms, feeling his hot and cold body temperature, and her heart seemed to be hollowed out by some cruelty, up and down, without landing.

It wasn't until she felt that the hand he was holding her was gradually losing strength that she let go of the bloodied lip that had bitten out, her throat slid and she called softly, "Dust?"

No response.

She called a few more times, biting her lip, not daring to make any sound, even sobbing for fear of missing his faint response.

But she waited for a long time, and there was still a deathly silence around her.

The great panic immediately gripped her heart, and strangled her with a burst of pain, and the pain made her spasm in his arms.

For a long time, she didn't dare to come out of the more and more embrace, she was afraid that as soon as she left, she would never find such a warm embrace as him.

"At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, you called your father, but he ignored his mother. ”

Huaxin choked weakly, but there was still no voice to answer her.

Qing Chu and Heguang were in the same dust, two men who desperately saved her in times of crisis, one in her belly and the other in her arms, getting colder and colder, until it was cold, but she could only hold them helplessly.

Ten thousand years ago, she would rather die than kill the people of the world, but the so-called people of the world, forced Jun Yi to kill her back then, and now forced Shuyi to kill her, is this the reward given to her by her thousands of people?

Ten thousand years ago, she had a mercy for the ice fox and spared her life, hoping that she could change her mind and reform at the bottom of the pool, but now she killed Heguang Tongchen and Qingchu, is this the blessing of mercy and kindness?

How ridiculous is that?

"Chenchen, you Buddhas say that good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil, it turns out that when you say it, you are all unintentional, and it is all nonsense. ”

The tears dried, and her eyes became colder and colder with the body temperature of the person in her arms, so cold that there was no softness in her eyes, "You all lied to me, even you lied to me......"

You said you'd go home.

Why lie to me!

You say don't be afraid, it's okay.

Why lie to me!

As if he couldn't hear anything, his eyes were closed, but his face was quiet and serene.

After grieving from the bottom of the grief, a piano sound in the depths of the cave calmed down the painting heart, and she probed the snort of the light and dust, although it was weak, but it was still saved.

But how to save it, she didn't know.

However, there is one person who should know, as if there is nothing in the world that he does not know.

If you want to find Chi Ming, you must first find Jiufeng Chaoming, even if he falls into the demon and is not in the qin, with Jiufeng Qin, she can leave here with light and dust.

Moreover, she clearly felt that Jiufeng Chaoming was nearby, calling her.

Thinking like this, Huaxin carefully stood up from Kazumi Tongchen's arms and leaned over to carry him again.

He was more than a head taller than her, and she picked him up with difficulty, and walked into the depths of the cave by the light of the Night Pearl.