"Hmm......"

At this critical moment, the lightsaber flew to a place less than five feet away from Murong Ziying, but it was blocked by something, and everyone only felt that in front of the dazzling golden light, a white shadow suddenly appeared, accompanied by a low cry of pain, and the lightsaber was shining brightly, and it disappeared suddenly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A white-clothed disciple stood frozen in the place where the lightsaber disappeared, his face was pale, and he looked at Yuan Yue in a daze, with 120,000 points of horror and incomprehension on his face. The right arm trembled slightly, trying to raise his hand to cover his chest, and suddenly with a bang, he fell down to the sky, and a circle of bright red slowly appeared from his heart, dyed on the snow-white clothes, shocking, it was Huaishuo.

In an instant, everyone present was stunned. Yuan Yue looked at Huai Shuo who fell to the ground in amazement, his hands trembled slightly, he never dreamed that Huai Shuo would block the sword for a traitor of the Qionghua faction, is he crazy?

"Huaishuo!!" With a bang, Murong Ziying's long sword fell to the ground. He knelt down on one knee beside Huaishuo, leaned his head against him, and cried out in pain. Yun Tianhe, Han Lingsha and Liu Mengli also rushed over, Fang Cai came so abruptly and so tragically at that moment, the three of them were like falling into a nightmare, their eyes widened, looking at the dying Huaishuo, they couldn't believe what was happening in front of them, only Meng Nao stood quietly behind the disciples of the Qionghua Sect.

Huai Shuo opened his eyes slightly, looked at Uncle Shi, and suddenly smiled with satisfaction: "Uncle Shi...... Are you alright...... Great......"

Murong Ziying suddenly became furious, and roared in pain: "What are you doing here?!You don't want to die?!You-"

Huai Shuo's voice was weak, and his face was full of satisfied smiles: "I don't care...... OK...... Uncle Shi, you're fine, otherwise Xuanji will scold me to death...... Hehe, I finally protected my uncle again...... Went down the mountain before, no matter what happened...... It's all Uncle Shi who protects our ......."

Yun Tianhe said bitterly: "Huaishuo, don't talk yet! we will heal you immediately......

Huai Shuo smiled and said softly, "Uncle Shi...... You don't have to work in vain...... I know...... It's useless...... That sword is in the center vein, even Da Luo Jinxian can't heal it......" He forced himself to speak, touching the wound in his heart, coughing violently, and coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood, his tone was still pretending to be relaxed, but his breath was gradually weakening.

Murong Ziying shouted angrily: "You, why did you rush out?!" There was extreme pain in his voice, Huai Shuo seemed to be frightened by Murong Ziying's shouting, and paused before he said softly: "Senior uncle...... I—I'm just a useless person...... As long as you're okay uncle, it's fine......"

Murong Ziying angrily cut off his words: "What a useless person!

Huai Shuo shook his head gently: "Uncle Shi, I mean it really...... When I was very young...... I was taken up the mountain by the master to practice, and there were so many children in the village...... I'm the only one who is favored by the Sword Immortal...... Everybody is envious of me......"

Han Lingsha's eyes were full of tears, and she said sadly: "Huaishuo...... You, don't talk about it yet, take a break, and when your injuries are healed, you can talk about it for as long as you want......"

Huai Shuo shook his head and continued, "No...... Let me say it...... Later...... No more chances...... Since going up the mountain...... I often miss my loved ones...... Especially...... Little sister in my hometown...... Almost a decade has passed...... She's probably the same age as Xuanji......" looked at Murong Ziying with both eyes, and said timidly: "...... I want to go home and have a look...... But...... I dare not live up to Master, and Uncle You's expectations...... Many years have passed...... Repair for ...... Still haven't grown at all......"

Murong Ziying said sadly: "You, why didn't you say it earlier...... You are good enough among your peers...... I should have let you go home and see it......"

Huaishuo grinned lightly again: "Hehe...... Uncle Shi, I didn't expect you to lie and deceive people...... After I die...... Teacher...... Please ...... Take my ashes ...... Bring it back to your hometown...... You don't have to be sad...... In fact...... That's fine...... Do not blame anyone else...... I wish the afterlife ...... Don't cultivate immortals anymore...... Live the most ordinary days......"

"Huaishuo ......" Murong Ziying was extremely hurt and couldn't express it.

Huai Shuo struggled to look in the direction of the Qionghua faction, and there was some uneasiness in his weak tone: "It's just...... I'm sorry Xuanji...... She had to ...... herself Take care of yourself...... Now...... I'm afraid there aren't a few brothers and sisters...... Can I take care of her again...... Since the head of the house...... Quite a few disciples...... I can't stand this door...... Act...... All...... Down...... Go...... Finish...... Xuanji ...... She...... She ......"

When Huai Shuo talked about Xuanji, his voice was getting lower and lower, and his breathing was extremely weak, and when he said the second "she", his voice was almost inaudible, and his lips finally moved again, Murong Ziying and the others listened attentively, but they couldn't hear anything. I saw that his clear eyes were still motionless looking at the Qionghua faction outside the demon world, and seemed to be looking at the lively and mischievous, delicate and cute little sister who had found countless happiness for herself, and also made herself care for her countless times, and the last look on her face was still fixed on the face of concern and helplessness for Xuanji when she first met Tianhe and others.

"Huaishuo! Huaishuo-!!"

Yun Tianhe shook Huai Shuo's body desperately, he couldn't believe it in his dreams, Huai Shuo went like this, the scene when the four of them went down the mountain, the voice and smile of the kind, gentle, generous, and upright Qionghua sect disciple flashed clearly in his mind as if it was yesterday.

However, Huai Shuo actually left like this! He died under the sword of his fellow uncle!

What is the difference between this scene and the most terrible nightmare in the world?!

With a sharp sound, the long sword on the ground bounced back into Murong Ziying's hand, and his face was as angry as a volcanic eruption.

"Y-what do you want to do?!"

Yuan Yue's long sword trembled, and he guarded it in front of him indiscriminately, facing the slowly approaching figure of Murong Ziying and the others, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to meet it, and retreated step by step. Shicai's move of "transforming into a true appearance" had almost exhausted his whole body strength, and when his eyes dodged, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the corpse of Qionghua's disciple who fell to the ground in the distance, and the fear in his heart became more and more serious, and finally overwhelmed the hatred of Murong Ziying and the others, screamed, and kept retreating, suddenly a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and then he only felt that his consciousness gradually disappeared, and disappeared into the darkness.

"I've said a long time ago that some people don't die well. Meng Wei stepped over Yuan Yue's corpse, looked at everyone and said slowly.

Murong Ziying looked at the fallen body, a moment of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she looked at Huai Shuo's corpse, her eyes were blazing with anger, and the light emitted by the tip of the sword surged violently, stabbing straight to the ground! For a long time, looking at the chaotic scene around her, she suddenly shouted: "Let's go! Let's drive the Qionghua Sect disciples out of the Illusion Realm together!"

Liu Mengli restrained her sadness, and gratefully and solemnly bowed deeply to Murong Ziying. She knew very well that it was by no means easy for a person like Murong Ziying, who had practiced in the Qionghua sect since she was a child, and who had been instilled with the dogma that human beings and demons were incompatible, and who wanted to get rid of demons as soon as possible. However, she also understood that if he witnessed today's killing and was still unmoved in the face of the ruthless cannibalism between his fellow disciples, then he was not Murong Ziying anymore.

Murong Ziying slowly raised her head and said sadly, "...... Actually, there was a moment just now, I really wanted to kill him, but ...... I didn't do it. Then he looked at Meng Ao angrily and said, "...... I didn't expect you to do it......"

Meng Qian said lightly: "The murderer, people always kill him, I didn't want to kill him, but he touched my bottom line! Murong Ziying, you are too merciful! If you only have this kind of mentality, can you drive away all the fellow sects who invaded the Illusion Realm? If you don't kill them, they will kill you!"

"I ......"

Han Lingsha said softly: "Ziying, don't say anything...... We all understand ......" (To be continued.) )