Heartbeat, confused, and confused.

In a trance, He Guang Tongchen held the painting but couldn't hide his delicate face, his fingers rubbed and couldn't help but move down slowly, his gaze also moved downward, but his eyes widened suddenly, and the shock that caught his eyes was like a basin of cold ice water that suddenly woke him up.

Her bright red dress was torn and tattered, faintly revealing a moon-white jade brocade belly pocket embroidered with fiery red manzhu flowers inside, the mountains and rivers with full sleeves were torn into broken mountains and rivers all over the ground, and the flower branches embroidered with gold thread on the skirt were wrinkled horizontally, and the fragrance withered and scattered.

What made Heguang Tongchen even more shocking was that under the red clothes that could not cover the body, there were scratches and strangulation marks, either blue or purple, or cut flesh and blood, or deeply embedded bones, so that one after another new and old wounds were superimposed, all of them seemed to be strangled into the bones by something, he hugged her, and he could almost feel that the bones of her whole body were studied, and they were soft.

Looking at Huaxin's biting lips and wrinkled brows, He Guang Tongchen knew that she must have fainted in great pain.

What the hell did the Hundred Mile Festival do to her!

He Guang Tongchen only felt that his heart hurt in pieces, and he couldn't describe the taste. When he raised his head again, his eyes were already slightly red, and the eyes that shot towards Baili Sai were like a knife shining with cold light, which made Baili Sai shudder.

Baili Festival didn't expect that people who are so gentle with light and dust will also have such devouring eyes.

The painting heart was unconscious, and he was seriously injured, the hundred miles sacrifice was eyeing the tiger, and the light and the dust knew that this place was not suitable for a long time, and he picked up the painting heart and shook his body to grab the door, the hundred miles sacrifice immediately waved his hand and said, "Stop them!"

The surrounding dancing beauties rushed over with swords, no longer the slightest charm and delicateness, strange steps, dexterous posture, at a glance, you can see that all of them are experts.

Besieged by the group, the situation immediately fell into a critical situation, and Huaxin's body could not tolerate any violent tremors, so as not to displace the broken bone joints, so he didn't want to fight with Guang Tongchen, holding her, he didn't even dare to act rashly.

He Guang Tongchen didn't have time to think deeply, he almost immediately made up his mind, recklessly reached out and tore off the Buddha beads around his neck, and bounced the Buddha beads out of all directions with enough internal force.

Precise, ruthless, chilling.

The graceful beauties around fell one after another, and none of the more than a dozen beauties survived. Baili Sai's eyes narrowed, and he immediately grabbed the wine jug and tilted it casually, and the liquid in the pot poured out, condensing into several sharp ice spikes in the air, flying upwards one by one, and stabbing straight into the heart of the painting lying on the shoulders of Heguang Tongchen.

Feeling a chilling chill behind him, Heguang Tongchen, who had already arrived at the door of Linxian Pavilion, knew that if he wanted to avoid these ice thorns, he would not be able to avoid them on both sides.

He Guang Tongchen didn't think much about it, he completely covered the painting heart in front of him, ignoring the ice thorns behind him that pierced his body one by one with severe poison, but he kept stepping out of the Linxian Pavilion with a few steps, and walked straight up the Qing Tower regardless of the painting heart.

The back was pierced with ice picks, and the blood was dripping, and the light and dust protected the painting heart in his arms, and the face that was stiffened by the wind and snow could not feel a little temperature.

Baili Sacrifice was already a step too late to chase after the door of the Linxian Pavilion, and he knew that once he left the Linxian Pavilion, he would be helpless to take the light and the same dust.

Looking back at the corpses everywhere, they were all killed by a bead of light and dust, and Baili Sacrifice was stunned for a long time, still unbelievable that he and Guang Tongchen actually opened a killing ring!

He didn't know what would happen if he broke the Killing Ring!

Could it be that woman really so important to him? more important than his beliefs, more important than his bottom line, and even more important than his life!

Baili Sacrifice walked back to his Immortal Mansion step by step and sat back on his golden chair. Drinking the elixir wine, there was a burst of loss and melancholy, as well as full of hesitation and confusion, since He Guang Tongchen had killed so many people, why didn't he kill him?

Originally, Baili Sacrifice thought that a heinous person like him would tolerate Guang Tongchen for several years without killing, and he would not kill anyone in this life.

It's true, a thought to become a Buddha, a thought to become a demon.

Baili Sai sat on the golden chair and laughed stupidly, laughing at his loss in the hands of Heguang Tongchen, and the heart of the loss was convinced. He was drunk with the jug of jade light circulating. The laughter became more and more raging, echoing in the Linxian Pavilion for a long time.

Although he is absurd, he will carefully calculate and act step by step when he does bad things, which is the reason why he can sit on the position of the poison venerable step by step and develop the drug faction from a young man who was raised by everyone as a demon and was raised by the old city lord of Qingcheng to test poison.

However, in all his conspiracies and calculations over the years, he can never be counted as being with the light, and it seems that he is so strong that any conspiracy and trickery can't help him, and he is so indifferent that no worldly temptation can disturb him. In the face of him, Baili Festival often feels that there is nothing to be done. This is also the reason why the poison faction has been suppressed by the medicine faction.

This time is already the most accurate calculation of the Baili Festival, he has calculated the weakness of the light and the dust, but he still miscalculated the endurance and endurance of the light and the dust, and even miscalculated the courage of the light and the dust to save the painting.

So, in the end, he still fell short.

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Fang entered the Qing Building, and the light and dust could no longer support it, and fell to his knees on the snow like a detachment, as if there was a fire burning in his body, and there seemed to be ice water pouring outside his body.

He Guang Tongchen only felt short of breath and tightness in his chest, and couldn't help but want to breathe, and his mouth was choked by the cold wind, and a long cough immediately affected his internal organs, and the wounds and poisons all over his body burst out, the blood flowed sideways, and the qi and blood in his body surged, he couldn't support it, and leaned over and sprayed a mouthful of hot blood on Huaxin's face.

The blood instantly took Huaxin's face, the blood was red, the blood was hot, and Guang Tongchen immediately struggled to stand up in a panic, hugged Huaxin tightly and gently in his arms, and raised his cold and numb fingers to wipe the blood on her face.

He was afraid that she would be dirty, but the blood was rubbed more and more, and the snow white of his sleeves was wiped into blood, and he tried his best to endure it, but the blood in his mouth was still like a dam that had opened the floodgates, and it couldn't stop gushing out, and big drops overflowed from between his tight lips and teeth, and all the drops fell on the painting heart.

In this way, He Guang Tongchen didn't dare to put the heart of the painting on the snow, he knew that she was afraid. He hugged her, like a hungry wolf guarding a wounded sheep, his body was ** clumped, he gasped, gritted his teeth, endured and endured, she was like a hot fire in his arms, he didn't dare to let go, and he didn't dare to go beyond her.

The body seemed to be expanding and exploding, almost causing the seven orifices that were the same as the light and dust to slowly ooze blood.

Blood soaked through his and hers' clothes, which clung to them, and even the howling mountain wind could not blow half of the corners of their clothes. The snow-colored monk's robe was blood-stained red, gorgeous and dazzling, like a wedding robe prepared for their wedding.

The mountain wind was cold, and the light and dust gasped softly, and he was about to take a little time and go back to the house with his heart in his arms, and first treat her injuries and detoxify. But suddenly I saw a big movement in the magic circle around Qinglou, a gust of wind and clouds, flying sand and stones.

Someone's barging in!