"Xiao Shaofan, if you don't stop, your soul will burn out!"

Xiao Shaofan's eyes seemed to be clearer, and he saw that the light on his body seemed to be a little golden.

Is it so beautiful to turn out that the color of the burning soul?

He suddenly heard Gan Yuan's voice coming from him.

"Brother. ”

He couldn't see Gan Yuan's expression, and could only feel that the power that Xingyang suppressed on him was a lot more relaxed.

Xiao Shaofan injected his strength into the An Bang again, he closed his eyes and used a little more force, he didn't know that he still had strength, and his soul was quite hard.

In a trance, Xiao Shaofan felt that the pressure on his body seemed to be gone, and then, Xingyang's voice drifted into his ears with the night breeze.

"It's an accident that you were able to hurt me. ”

Xiao Shaofan held the ground with his sword, and he couldn't even spit out blood.

"You won. ”

Xingyang's pale eyes looked at Xiao Shaofan who was propped up on the ground, covered in blood, and the yellow ground under his feet had been soaked in blood and became sticky.

Xiao Shaofan didn't even have the strength to hold the sword to the ground, and when he fell to the ground softly, he didn't even have a sound.

Xingyang was only cut in his arm, and even the wound was not deep, and now he could still submerge Fengyang into his chest without much effort. Then you can take his corpse to the Shaohao Divine Lord to ask for a reward and make up for it.

But he still took the sword and told Xiao Shaofan.

"He won. ”

Although Xiao Shaofan never said what happened in his world and what he was going to do here, he could vaguely feel in his heart that he could make a person sacrifice to this point, and he would not give in half a step if he burned his soul.

He did such a deviant thing, and involved so much, even if he didn't stop him. Someone will always stop him, so why do you have to be this wicked person?

So he took the sword and spared Xiao Shaofan's life, but he didn't know how long this life could last.

Xiao Shaofan was lying in the sticky soil, Gan Yuan was still standing on the water snake and looked at them in a daze, Xingyang lowered his head and looked at Xiao Shaofan in the soil without saying a word.

A gust of night wind blew, Xingyang's eyelids jumped, and he came back to his senses.

Gan Yuan shouted again.

"Brother Xingyang?"

Xingyang looked over and called out in a suppressed voice.

"A-Yuan. Did it wake you up?"

Gan Yuan lowered his eyes and whispered, his voice trembling. Xingyang wanted to walk over and comfort her a few words, but the tail of his eyes swept over Xiao Shaofan again, and he had to say.

"Brother Xiao Shaofan is injured, I'll take him back first. Then go back and rest first."

Gan Yuan nodded, and the water snake carried her back to the bottom of the water.

Xingyang walked towards Xiao Shaofan, squatted down and looked at his embarrassed face, his eyes were half-closed, and he hadn't fainted yet.

Xingyang called.

"Xiao Shaofan?"

Xiao Shaofan's eyelashes trembled, and other than that, there was no reaction.

Xingyang sighed in his throat, and didn't care if he could listen to it or not, just said softly.

"Xiao Shaofan, it's not that I'm soft-hearted, I just don't want to be this villain. ”

"I won't tell you that you can remember my kindness in the future, I don't ask you to repay me, you just need to cherish your life. ”

"I don't want to ask you what these things are for, I just want you to think those things are worth it. ”

"There's no turning back for you. ”

"Xiao Shaofan, don't regret it. ”

Xiao Shaofan listened to the sound of water waves blowing in the breeze on Gan Yuan, and only felt that his body was getting lighter and lighter. It's like a feather.

Xiao Shaofan just heard Xingyang say.

"Xiao Shaofan, don't regret it. ”

Xiao Shaofan wanted to laugh, but his face seemed to be stiff.

Is he going to die?

He's come this far, is he going to stop here?

I'm really unwilling.

He knew that Xingyang was right in front of him, so he mustered up his strength and grabbed it in the air, making a hoarse sound intermittently in his throat.

"Help... Save me. ”

Then he slowly closed his eyes, which had been dilated.

Last time he fainted, Xiao Shaofan could still dream of some sporadic pictures about that world, this time he could only see a chaos in his dream, white or black, and from time to time there were alarm bells ringing, again and again, there seemed to be monks chanting scriptures in the sky, there was a wind blowing, Xiao Shaofan stumbled over, and the chanting voice was clearer, which was the tune of the mantra.

Xiao Shaofan was stunned, is he already dead? Isn't this a scripture that only monks can recite when they are more than dead?

"Is there anyone?"

Xiao Shaofan looked at the white expanse around him, and couldn't help but be shocked.

"Come out to see me!"

No one, only the low death spell was floating in the air, and no one paid attention to Xiao Shaofan. Xiao Shaofan knelt on the ground, holding the ground with his hands and muttered.

"Come out and meet me. ”

Gradually, the sound of the death spell stopped.

A corner of the monk's robe appeared in front of Xiao Shaofan's eyes, he was stunned and raised his eyes to look up slowly, a white-faced monk was looking at him with a smile, and when his eyes collided, the monk slowly spoke.

"Lord Xiao. ”

"You... Who are you?"

Xiao Shaofan asked stunned.

The white-faced monk smiled and spoke slowly, with the gentleness and gentleness unique to Buddhist disciples, and he said word by word as if he was reading a book of wishes.

"I'm Ananda. He was a disciple of the Buddha. ”

"Ananda?" Xiao Shaofan lowered his head and said, "Are you having trouble with me?"

Xiao Shaofan just sat in the white mist, sitting in front of Ananda.

Ananda still smiled when he heard the question he asked, but he felt a little helpless. Ananda sat there with him and asked him.

"And how hard are you?"

Xiao Shaofan choked in his throat for a long time and didn't say anything, and he didn't say anything for a long time, just asked in a low voice.

"I'm dead, am I?"

Ananda didn't answer his question and asked.

"Do you want to die?"

Xiao Shaofan raised his head suddenly.

What kind of is this?

Ananda looked at him with such compassionate eyes again and said.

"Don't you think that in your current situation, death is a relief? You don't have to think about it, no matter what world it is, no matter what happens, it has nothing to do with you. ”

Xiao Shaofan looked at him in surprise, but he didn't refute him for the first time.

How can you think about dying?

Ananda sighed and looked at him.

"You deserved to die. ”

Xiao Shaofan lowered his eyes, this is also what he should think of, in a battle with Xingyang, he even burned his soul, and it was difficult to live, Xingyang let him, saying that he won, but he died, so he still lost.

But now, this monk is here again.

Why?

"You have a way. Right?"

Ananda laughed heartily, his voice was clear and gentle, and it was not obtrusive in such a quiet place. He spoke slowly.

"I have traveled so many places, heard so many stories, and seen so many lives and deaths, you are the most special one, and I really don't want you to die. ”

Xiao Shaofan looked at him, his eyelashes trembling and asked.

"So the master is here to save me?"

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