Those few short steps are probably the longest road that Huaxin has walked in his life. Every step is like walking on a blade, and every step is like grinding the tip of the heart.

She was obviously exhausted, but she didn't know whether it was because of resentment or hatred that she didn't fall down.

The moment she stepped out of the threshold, she finally couldn't hold it anymore, and as soon as her steps floated, she stumbled and fell.

Jun Yin raised his head suddenly, and happened to meet her quenched cold eyes, which made him feel that she was obviously very close, but suddenly there was an unreachable alienation.

He had killed her more than once, but on the day when his long-cherished wish was about to be fulfilled, he was terrified to the extreme of her hatred, and her blood and tears would be a karma that he could not redeem for the rest of his life......

Now that we've come to this point, it's time to make a choice!

Jun Yin lowered his eyes slightly, and slowly raised his palm, this palm contained his five-layer skill, which was enough for her to die again.

The moment the painting heart fell, when he caught a glimpse of his life-threatening palm, he no longer had the extra strength to think about why he had to put her to death, nor did he have the extra mood to think about how a mere ordinary man in Shuyi could have the ability to kill her.

She was tired.

She resigned herself to her fate.

From the moment he stabbed her in the heart with his own hands, he had killed her.

Feeling the palm wind approaching, she didn't struggle, just lowered her eyelashes weakly, and the entire hall was so quiet that only his whistling palm breath remained.

"Killing karma in vain is intolerable to heaven and earth. ”

The sound of the Buddha came from the air, and at first glance it was still far away, and in an instant, people came into everyone's sight, and it was really a very fast foot.

Jun Yin's fatal palm wind was broken in the middle of the road, and the light and dust stepped on the clouds and chased the wind in a hurry, the white clothes were stained with dust, and there was no time to breathe, one hand picked up the painting heart from the cold ground, and the other hand took Jun Yin's palm.

The Dharma is boundless, and it is not a lie.

Jun Yin had already consumed a lot of divine power to save Jun Yi and draw his heart, and the palm of Heguang Tongchen came suddenly and quickly, and he ruthlessly used ten layers of skill, Jun Yin actually retreated three steps before stopping.

Seeing the light and dust is not the most surprising and shocking thing for Jun Yin, what makes Jun Yin most uneasy is that the Buddha palm made by the light and dust is just right to restrain him, as if he knows his exercises very well.

It's not the understanding of Shuyi, but the understanding of Junyin.

It's as if he knows that he is not Shuyi, but the god Junyin!

How can it not be recognized?

If others can't recognize him, how can he Junyi not recognize himself?

The person in front of him was clearly his eldest brother Jun Yin, not Shuyi, who occupied his divine body. Though...... In essence, two people are the same, they are both bastards who try to kill their wives in vain!

The warm morning breeze carried the bloody smell of pus, and the tragic situation of the unintentional curry shocked Heguang Tongchen, so that he did not dare to look down at the person in his arms.

Is all this blood from her?

Although he didn't look at her, the blood on her body was dripping on his hands, and the flesh between his fingers was sticky.

The criss-crossed wounds pierced his heart like a sword, the blood that flowed through his fingertips scorched his heart like fire, and the pain of the burning heart silently reminded him how late he had come, and how badly she had been hurt!

This kind of recognition and depth made him feel painful and distressed for a while.

Is this the woman he cherishes so much?

His facial features were covered with blood, and his face was covered with blood, his eyebrows were vaguely indistinguishable, and he was a bloody person.

Is this what the man promised him to protect her for the rest of her life?

If he knew that it was today, how could he have let Shuyi take her away in the first place?

He has done countless wrong things in his life, including the bloody burial of the Six Realms Sword Tu Cangsheng ten thousand years ago, and he has never regretted it, but this time, he really regrets it.

Taking care of such an important thing as her, how dare he, how could he, how could he borrow someone's hands!