Alas! Yang Ran sighed heavily, raised his foot and was about to walk over.

"Senior Sister Hua, is this waste bullying you?" At this time, a familiar and disgusted voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Yang Ran turned around, but when he saw the person who came, a cold chill flashed in his eyes.

Behind him, a young man in a moon-white robe walked over, with a handsome appearance and a tall figure, this person was Zhou Ming.

At this moment, he had a contemptuous smile on his face, and behind him, Zhao Baiwu, Zhao Baige and the others all looked at him with mocking expressions, holding a sword in their hands.

"Even you beasts, dare to desecrate the most sacred pure land in my heart, you all go to death!" Seeing the enemies appear in front of him one by one, his anger completely swallowed Yang Ran's reason, he waved his dagger, and even ignored the others, and rushed towards the group of people frantically. He had only one thought in his mind, to kill them all.

"Shhhhh

However, suddenly, Yang Ran froze his body, because a cyan long sword passed through his chest from behind and stabbed him in the heart, without the slightest mercy.

It's just that this pain is so real?

Behold, silvery-white blood flowed all the time, staining his clothes white, staining the masonry of the palace white.

Yang Ran was stunned, he looked down at this cyan long sword with an incredulous face, this long sword that he had personally given to the person he loved the most!

His body shook and shook again, and he couldn't feel anything, as if the whole sky had collapsed, and he was just a very ridiculous and pathetic person......

What is this injury, Yang Ran slowly turned around and looked at the tearful green-shirted woman in front of him, his angry expression was filled with deep incomprehension and sadness.

"Why?" Yang Ran seemed to use his last strength.

"Because, I like him. Hua Shixian had already cried into tears, and the hand holding the long sword was constantly trembling.

"Hahahahaha......" Yang Ran opened his arms and raised his head to the sky and roared: "Then what am I! Five years of love! Is all this love false and sympathetic?" Crazy demonic intent was wild in Yang Ran's heart, he held the sword in his hand, regardless of the scratches on his palm, he pulled it out fiercely, and brought out a large piece of bloody flesh.

His white hair flew wildly, and the silver-white blood on his chest splattered everywhere.

"Hahaha...... I hate it...... In that case, then you all go to death!" Yang Ran roared for eternity, and there was no pain, he held the dagger and stabbed at Zhou Ming, straight to the stomach, blood spurted Yang Ran's face, Yang Ran pulled out the dagger, and stabbed people when he saw them like a madman. The corpses kept falling, and Yang Ran didn't know how many people he had killed, until in the end, the entire hall became a sea of blood.

He suddenly turned around and looked at Hua Shixian, the blood and tears on his face were mixed, but Yang Ran didn't wipe it off, he ran over and sent the dagger into Hua Shixian's chest.

The dagger pierced into the other party's chest, but Yang Ran felt a heart-rending pain.

The green-shirted girl in front of her, her body slowly softened, but a pair of eyes full of tears kept looking at Yang Ran, and suddenly, her blood-stained hand held Yang Ran, "Senior Brother Yang, you have to forgive Senior Sister, Senior Sister is forced to do so, Senior Sister is also forced to do so." ”

Yang Ran took her into his arms, and in a pool of blood, he knelt there, staring blankly at the blood all over the ground, tears flowed uncontrollably, and he just shouted in a low voice, "I'm going to kill you, kill you...... Hahaha...... All are dead!" The laughter was strange and cold, with endless hatred, touching and tear-jerking.

In the blurred eyes of tears, the hall in front of him gradually dissipated like smoke, and the countless corpses, the pools of blood all over the ground, and the red-clothed girl in her arms gradually dissipated like the wind. There was only a white-haired young man, kneeling on the ground, his hair scattered, and tears dripping down his eyes.

It turns out that all this is just illusory, only the pain is always real and lingers in my heart.

Yang Ran knelt on the spot, buried his head in the ground, and he kept wiping away his tears, but they were disobedient and flowed more and more.

"Little whore. ”

In the silence, a trembling shout sounded, Yang Ran, who had been panting with his head down, slowly raised his head, only to see that in a white light, the white-haired demon girl slowly walked towards her, she squatted down, raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears in Yang Ran's eyes, and asked softly, "Little lewd thief, does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt. ”

Yang Ran suddenly felt so tired, his vitality seemed to be constantly passing, and he barely squeezed out a smile, "Sister Demon Girl, am I going to die?"

Sister Enchantress?

Hearing this title, the white-haired demon girl was stunned for a moment, and then she held Yang Ran's hand tightly, without saying a word, and suddenly pulled her hand and hugged Yang Ran into her arms, her voice was never gentle, "You little thief, my sister has said a long time ago, you are my demon, and you still owe me a life, how can you die? ”

Yang Ran was startled, his mind seemed to be sober for a moment, and somehow, suddenly he felt that the woman in front of him that he had always hated was the only thing he believed in at this lonely moment in the world, and he couldn't help but grasp the gentle hand and refused to relax a little.

"Little whore, everything was an illusion just now, and everything is over. ”

Yang Ran shook his head weakly, and he didn't know what he was denying, tears were shining, "Sister, I'm so tired, I want to sleep." He buried his head in the arms of the white-haired enchantress, just as he had been in the arms of his mother when he was young.

Holding the white-haired boy in her arms, the white-haired demon girl lowered her head, but there seemed to be a glimmer of crystal in her eyes that had always been charming......

When I first experienced this illusion, wasn't I deceived into tears too much?The white-haired witch felt bitter in her heart, and her beautiful eyes gradually blurred.

It turns out that there are really some wounds that cannot be healed by years and death.

After the illusion, there is a long lethargy.

When Yang Ran woke up, he found himself in a warm embrace. In the hazy eyes, he stretched out his hand in a daze, but he touched a warm and soft place, which felt too comfortable, Yang Ran couldn't help but press and pinch it with his hand, and rubbed it again.

"What is this?" a puzzled expression flashed in Yang Ran's eyes.

He turned his head slowly, and saw that the white-haired demon girl was looking at him with wide eyes and a red face in shock, and at this moment she was holding herself in her arms, while her hands were kneading and kneading on the plump breasts, making the plump jade peak change various shapes.

"Ahh

After experiencing the illusion, Yang Ran's body was already weak, and when he fell down, he felt that his chest was dull, he couldn't stop covering his mouth and coughing, and his palm was opened, and there was a pool of silver-white blood.

"Little whore, are you okay?" Seeing this, the white-haired demon girl who was still angry looked panicked, and hurriedly ran over to help him up.

Yang Ran was in pain, but seeing the bewitching woman in front of him with a face full of worry, he couldn't help grinning, at this moment his teeth were stained with blood, this smile looked hideous, but a pair of black jewel-like pupils stared at each other carefully, full of smiles.