He Huan's eyes are blind, and his ears and nose are still smart.

Liu Yifan was scratched by Hua Xiong's shot in the face, although he didn't make a sound, but the smell of blood on his body and the smell of the burnt wound couldn't be covered up.

He Huan naturally noticed it, and it really hurt in her nose and heart, but she couldn't do anything now.

She only had three pills in her mouth.

A murderer has been used on Hu Zhen, and it is gone.

A grain that kills herself, that is what she keeps for suicide, and she can't kill others.

There is also a pill to save herself, which she originally used to get out, and now she ......

Liu Yifan and Hua Xiong fought for dozens of moves.

It is said that the battle of masters is a thousand miles away, especially two opponents with equal strength and similar level, and the difference between victory and defeat is a fraction of a second.

If it weren't for Liu Yifan's reaction and consciousness that had been ravaged by Lu Bu, who was thirty percent of his strength, in free mode before, and supported by Yan Hanzong's exquisite footwork, he would have lost the battle many times.

But even so, blindly dodging, in addition to being chased and beaten by Hua Xiong like this, what awaits him is only the fate of being killed by the other party when he is out of strength.

Liu Yifan thought about putting He Huan down to fight Huaxiong, but this idea was denied as soon as it came to his senses. Since he and Hua Xiong had similar martial arts, once he put He Huan down, the group of Divine Sect disciples behind Hua Xiong would be able to take the opportunity to capture He Huan.

At that time, if the other party threatens He Huan's life, it will be called a rat trap and kill himself.

What to do?

Now I can't beat it.

Run, can't run.

How to break?

A voice sounded in Liu Yifan's heart: "If you throw He Huan away, you will be born, and if you leave He Huan, you will be able to live ......"

"He Huan is not your real mother, why do you have to sacrifice your life for an irrelevant person? It's not worth it, it's meaningless......"

"You are not a saint, you can only save yourself, leave her, leave her, abandon her......"

This voice came from nowhere, but it muttered repeatedly in Liu Yifan's heart, like the persuasion of a hungry ghost, and like the whisper of a demon.

The spear in Hua Xiong's hand is like a weapon in the hands of hungry ghosts and demons, making Liu Yifan feel the distance between life and death again and again.

Liu Yifan has more and more injuries on his body, on his arms, legs, and body, if he is not wearing a night coat and not showing red, he must have been a bloody man at this time.

Blood flows, life passes, hungry ghosts and demons whisper.

Liu Yifan's heart was loosened.

Yes, he's not a saint, and he doesn't think he's going to be a saint.

He can look up to the tall, he can have compassion for the weak, and he can save people and help others. But no matter which one it is, there is a premise, that is, it will never threaten his life.

Even if he sacrificed his life to save Cai Yan that day, there may be a sense of repaying his kindness in it, but more maybe it's just that he is worried that Cai Yan is dead, and no one will take him to the selfishness of Rejuvenation Valley, right?

As for Yuan Shu, it was simply that he agreed to accompany the other party in order to earn a little more chivalrous points, and now that I think about it, compared to those few people who cry and laugh at Futu, killing Yuan Shu should get more chivalrous points, right?

The bewitching voice sounded again: "Yes, this is you, this is the real you!" So continue to be yourself, leave He Huan behind, and go alone!"

"Yes, I should be myself, I should leave He Huan behind, and ...... myself" Liu Yifan's inner blood was boiling, and a ray of light in his heart was slowly swallowed up by the desire to survive.

The next moment, the moment Liu Yifan threw He Huan down, that is, the moment when he was about to fall into the devil's path.

This demon path is not the demon religion that the world says, but the real demon path, the demon of the human heart!

Just when that desire was about to completely engulf Liu Yifan, a voice sounded.

It was not the voice of the hungry ghost and the demon in his heart, but the whisper of He Huan in his ears.

"Bian'er, my mother has a way to get us out, you first find a way to get rid of Hua Xiong first and find a secluded place!

He Huan's voice shocked Liu Yifan's heart, just when he wanted to abandon He Huan, the other party's heart was still thinking about him!

"What happened to me just now?" Liu Yifan woke up, he wanted to throw He Huan down just now?

Let's not talk about whether He Huan can leave alive if he can, even if he can, but in that case, he will lose the bottom line he should have as a person.

Sometimes it's not terrible to die, it's terrible that you're alive, but you're no longer a "person".

"Why do I have this thought?" Liu Yifan broke out in a cold sweat, and his dodging figure couldn't help but slow down a little.

How can a master duel be distracted?

By the time Liu Yifan reacted, Hua Xiong's gun had already smashed over with the power of cracking the stele, and he only had time to cross the knife to his chest.

"Dang!"

Liu Yifan only felt as if his chest had been hit by a hammer of 10,000 catties, and he could even hear the sound of his bones shattering.

The knife shatters, and the person flies.

Liu Yifan's whole body spurted blood and flew backwards, hitting a tree heavily, but fortunately, He Huan was behind him, so he didn't cause more serious damage.

But under this impact, He Huan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

Liu Yifan didn't land, his feet stepped on the tree, and he kicked forward hard, and the whole person continued to retreat backwards.

He didn't care about asking about He Huan's injury at the moment, taking advantage of the distance that was pulled away by Hua Xiong's move, he was trying to find a way to stay away from Hua Xiong as He Huan said, and now he can only do this.

It's just that the injury on his chest is too serious, and under the rapid Ling Xiao step, Liu Yifan's face has completely lost blood, and he only feels that his chest is stuffy, his breathing is not smooth, and he may be suffocated at any time.

Liu Yifan didn't dare to stop. Now that he is so seriously injured, if he stops, he may die, and if he runs, he may still have a chance to live, as long as he can get rid of Hua Xiong, as well as these Immortal Sect disciples in front of him!

Hua Xiong and those disciples of the Solipsist Sect did not expect that the other party would be able to stand up with a single shot, and even more quickly want to break through the encirclement.

Those Divine Sect disciples who were in charge of intercepting had the intention to go up and block them, but they saw Liu Yifan's face was pale, his eyes were red, and his face was full of hideousness.

In the face of their attacks, they almost didn't care about it, but just rushed forward with one mind. Although these Divine Sect disciples also had a lot of lives in their hands, when had they ever seen such a person who was not afraid of life and death, as crazy as a demon from the abyss?

Many people were glanced at by Liu Yifan's scarlet gaze, and they all felt a chill down their spines, and the knife in their hands couldn't help but slow down a little.

In the end, after only leaving some stab wounds of different shades on the target's body, in the end, he was still run out of the encirclement by others, and dozens of Divine Sect disciples hurriedly followed after him.

Looking at Liu Yifan, who ran out of a section, Hua Xiong was not in a hurry. The man was shot in the chest with his spear, and if he didn't stop in time to heal, he would die.

Even if He Huan didn't care whether the other party lived or died and let him keep running, he would definitely not be able to run far with that kind of injury.

When he was blind, He Huan was not caught?

Hua Xiong thought, and then led the team to chase after him unhurriedly.

Liu Yifan was running, and his face turned from white to iron.

The rapid running made the injury in his chest more and more serious, and he couldn't breathe under the oncoming wind pressure, because of the lack of oxygen, his eyes were already flashing and shining, and the sky was full of small stars......

Liu Yifan wanted to stop and breathe at this time, but he knew that as long as he stopped, he would no longer be able to run.

Now I can only persevere, constantly forcing myself to become faster, and to throw off those pursuers behind me farther away.

I don't know how far I ran again.

Liu Yifan only felt that his eyes were dark, his feet were soft, and he rolled to the ground with He Huan and separated.

"Huhuhu......" Liu Yifan frantically inhaled the oxygen in the air, his chest was rising and falling violently, and a flush appeared on his face with pain every breath, and then turned miserable white, then flushed, and then white......

"Debate, debate!" He Huan looked for the voice, and even crawled on the ground and touched it, not even paying attention to his hand being cut by the dead branch on the ground.

"Ahem...... Mother, I'm here. Liu Yifan's voice was a little weak: "Mother, what method are you talking about?