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Duanmu Ning couldn't care about it, if she really sat back and watched Lin Yizhi's cold and extinguishing qi in her soul flow unscrupulously in the meridians, it was she who rushed out of this monstrous sea of fire, and Lin Yizhi was afraid that she had already died for a long time, then the purpose of her trip, all her efforts were in vain. Pen "fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info (#¥)!☆→☆→dian☆→ small☆→ said,..

I want you to live well, no pain, no cold!

This is Duanmu Ningque's only belief today. Therefore, despite the heat of the killing, and despite the unknown dangers that are everywhere here, she must stop here and desperately save Lin Yizhi, who is already on the verge of death.

With a wave of her hand, the true qi of the Infinite Dao of Sorrow was suddenly injected into Lin Yizhi's body, although Duanmu Ningque's current situation was not optimistic, and she was still self-reliant, but she didn't care about her own safety, if she didn't let Lin Yizhi recover her consciousness as soon as possible, I am afraid that even if he could wake up by luck, the wounds of the broken meridians in his body would probably never be reversed.

After the cold and scorching heat at this time, Duanmu Ningque did not have much true qi in her body, but she still mobilized all the true qi she could muster, and desperately sent it to Lin Yizhi.

As Duanmu Ningque consumed the true qi in her body like a gamble, the true qi she originally used to support herself was instantly drained by Lin Yizhi, and she only felt that her whole body was like she had collapsed, and she could no longer exert a trace of strength, and she couldn't even open her eyes.

Rao is like this, this woman who was born with the same stubbornness as Lin Yizhi, actually bit the tip of her tongue, did not say a word, and still mobilized all her true qi as if she was desperate, and her cold eyes were resolute and resolute as never before, and the true qi at her fingertips not only did not weaken in the slightest, but became thicker and thicker.

In this way, about half an hour later, Duanmu Ningque was already at the end of the crossbow, as if the entire vitality and spirit had been forcibly stripped out of the body, and now, only a numb body was left that was almost completely occupied by exhaustion.

The originally fair face is now sickly pale, sweating like rain, and the body is trembling uncontrollably.

Now that she is completely relying on her will to support her crumbling body, she knows that if she is not so strong, she is afraid that she will be like Lin Yizhi in the next moment, unconscious.

However, Duanmu Ningque already felt more and more powerless, and she even felt that Lin Yizhi in front of her was like a monster who was crazy about absorbing true qi, silently absorbing all the true qi, no matter how much true qi entered his body, it seemed to be like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no half-reaction. And his body is like a bottomless furnace, and he is afraid that he can hold no amount of true qi.

Duanmu Ningque obviously understood that if she transmitted her true qi to Lin Yizhi at any cost, it wouldn't take long for her true qi to dry up, and the reason why she couldn't hurt her in this killing fire was because of the blessing of her own body protection of the Heavenly Extreme Realm, if the true qi was exhausted, Duanmu Ningque believed that in less than half a moment, she would be burned to ashes by this fire.

However, even if she understood that once that was a mortal situation, she couldn't withdraw her hand, because what she thought in her heart might be a little bit worse, and the warmth of the true qi of the Infinite Dao would drive away the cold qi that tormented Lin Yizhi like a nightmare, and Lin Yizhi would be able to turn the corner from danger.

How many people, when they are close to the last step of success, because of the hard work or waiting before, are disheartened and give up, and they only find that if they insist on one more, maybe everything will be different, and they will only be left with endless sorrow.

Duanmu Ningque doesn't want to regret it, let alone be a loser in front of fate, if she loses, what she loses is the life of a person in the deepest part of her heart, and the pain of that price will always become an unsolvable demon in her life.

Perhaps, with the green lantern scrolls and the white hair and cold tea, she will never step out of the quiet room again.

Duanmu Ningque's situation is becoming more and more dangerous, but she is becoming more and more stubborn, her temperament is already cold, and now she is even more determined to die.

Lin Yizhi, if you don't wake up, Jiuyou Huangquan, I will follow you!

Perhaps it was Duanmu Ningque's almost crazy actions that made the Silent Demon Heart feel a slight fear, and just when she was about to block the last trace of true qi, she suddenly felt that Lin Yizhi, who was already like nine cold ice, actually had a slight feeling of warmth in her body, although the feeling of warmth was not obvious, but it was like a small flower trembling in the cold winter, and it carried all the expectations of Duanmu Ningque in the throbbing.

Duanmu Ningque shook his mind and mobilized the only remaining true qi again, and in a moment, the warmth of Lin Yizhi's body became more obvious, and the thin layer of cold ice that originally covered his eyebrows and hair on his face quietly began to slowly melt and dissipate.

Seeing this, Duanmu Ningque slowly breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that his Separation from Anxiety Wuji Dao can still block the Silence Demon Heart, and with a flip of his palms, he closed the Separation Anxiety Wuji Dao.

Wheezing and breathing, the endless feeling of collapse made Duanmu Ningque's eyes blacken, and he wanted to faint. Fortunately, she stopped in time, otherwise, I am afraid that I would have lost my consciousness at this moment.

Duanmu Ningque knew that the power of the Silent Demon Heart was far beyond her cognition, and if it was suppressed by the Infinite Dao of Separation from Worry, she was afraid that it would not be worthy of the title of the first demon skill of the ancients.

Now, taking advantage of Lin Yizhi's improvement, he has won a rare respite for himself.

Without hesitation, with a flip of his palms, the Worrying Infinite Dao roared in his body, and slowly the already scarce true qi in his body began to slowly condense and gather again.

However, in a quarter of an hour, Duanmu Ningque felt that his state had recovered slightly, and he looked down at Lin Yizhi, which couldn't help but be shocked.

The cold air that had disappeared was covered between Lin Yizhi's eyebrows and hair again and again, this time, it seemed that the cold condensed more heavily, and Lin Yizhi's entire hair was dyed with white ice, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.

Duanmu Ningque hurriedly stretched out his hand and stroked Lin Yizhi's body, and between the tentacles, the coldness made her fingers feel a slight pain.

Duanmu Ningque's originally rising hope was shattered in an instant, why is this happening, it is clear that it has already improved, there are signs of recovery, why is it in an instant, it turns sharply, it seems that the backlash of the Demon Heart has not stopped, but has become more raging.

This meant that Duanmu Ningque had poured almost all of his true qi into the end, and it was completely useless, and Duanmu Ningque suddenly fell into a dilemma.

If Lin Yizhi is no longer fed true qi, I am afraid that Lin Yizhi will eventually sleep like this forever, only to die, but if he is desperate to feed him true qi again, Duanmu Ningque's true qi that he has finally condensed will be on the verge of exhaustion again. When the time comes, don't say that Duanmu Ning Que will die of exhaustion, even this flame in the sky will burn her to the point that there are no bones left.

What should I do? Do you really have to accept your fate?

Duanmu Ningque slowly lowered his head and looked at Lin Yizhi, and what caught his eye was a pair of closed eyes and a head full of snow. He must have been suffering an unbearable torment now! But why could not find the slightest pain on his face? He was like a tired, sleeping child, with a smile still on his lips, warm as the wind.

"It's still blue clothes that make you more beautiful......"

"Because that's also Duanmu Ningque, it's really fake, it's all Duanmu Ningque, as long as it's her, I won't hurt her, let alone make a move......"

Every word, every bit of a word, every drop of a word, is vivid in my mind, and I still have it in my heart.

Tears passed silently across her beautiful face.

She seemed to mumble to herself, "He's like this now...... But it's still for me......"

"He is tormented by the breath of silence, but he can't bear to hurt me even the slightest....."

"He'd rather die himself than attack me, even if he knew that the person on the other side was just an illusion...... But even if it is an imaginary image, it is related to me, everything related to me..... he did not hesitate to fight for his life......"

Teary-eyed, this woman, who was originally cold and couldn't see a trace of emotional fluctuations, lay on the body of the black-clothed young man at this moment, crying loudly, the helplessness and sadness in the cry made the surrounding killing fire become a little silent.

"Why are you so stupid..... you know that...... You can fight back......"

The unconscious black-clothed young man, the black clothes that had become tattered because of his injuries at this moment, slowly floated on Duanmu Ningque's face. It seemed to comfort the heart of this mournful woman.

It's like the clear boy seems to be saying, "Duanmu...... Why are you crying....."

Suddenly, Duanmu Ning raised her stubborn head suddenly, her originally sad eyes were already as cold as frost, although there were still tears, she still stubbornly held back, not letting it fall, she seemed to have made a final decision.

In any case, even if I die, I will save you!

Yizhi, if I die with you, will you no longer be alone?

Without hesitation, the perseverance in the cold is like this flame. With a wave of his hand, his true qi was like going to death, and he went towards Lin Yizhi's body vigorously.

Extinguish the demon heart, leave the infinite path of worry, let me see, whether the evil is invincible, or the devil is a foot high!

Time passed bit by bit, Duanmu Ningque no longer knew how long she had been like this, it seemed that this had become a habit, and the only meaning of her life now was this one thing, to convey true qi to Lin Yizhi, in her opinion, this was no longer a simple gas infusion, but a continuation of life.

The true qi in Duanmu Ningque's body had long been exhausted, but she still spared no effort to convey the true qi in her body to Lin Yizhi, and Lin Yizhi relied on the continuous flow of true qi to resist the further cold of the extinguishing qi.

However, the situation in Duanmu Ningque has taken a sharp turn. Without the True Qi Protector, Duanmu Ningque felt more and more the incomparably terrifying heat of the killing fire, and that kind of torment-like fierceness made Duanmu Ningque suffer tremendous pain from the depths of his body to his soul.

The heat is like the devil, without the slightest pity for the jade. The originally white jade arms and hands have now appeared one after another dark red, and this dark red color is growing at a speed that can be observed by the naked eye.

The heart-burning pain cleansed Duanmu Ningque's soul, if it weren't for Duanmu Ningque's soul being strong enough, I'm afraid that he would have been unconscious for a long time now.

However, she completely ignored the pain of being burned all over her body, and was still so unmoved to deliver the last drop of true qi that she could mobilize for Lin Yizhi. In his eyes is the firmness that he still does not regret!

Duanmu Ningque knew that it wouldn't take long for all the true qi in her body to dissipate, and when the time came, this sky-high fire would swallow her and Lin Yizhi completely.

Burned in flames, he and her were reduced to ashes, but perhaps only they were all ashes, and in the ashes, you have me, I have you, and they will never be separated again, right?

Duanmu Ningque's divine soul was already on the verge of collapse, and her only trace of clarity was still supporting her to convey true qi to Lin Yizhi in a constant posture, as if she was not dying. However, when she looked at Lin Yizhi, she found that the person in front of her had become blurred.

She seemed to smile bitterly, it turned out that I was so incompetent, I couldn't even look at him clearly!

Darkness is about to take over everything silently in the midst of the magnificence.

............

There is a saying in ancient times, the center of the earth is in the abyss of a hundred zhang, there is a sea of magma, extremely hot, dissolvable divine soldiers, in ten thousand zhang, there is a secluded water flowing through, the bottom is not visible, the feathers do not float, the mighty and mighty, do not know the beginning, but also do not know the end, the living soul can not cross, the deceased can forget the sorrow through this, so it is called the weak water or the forgotten river.

Under the forgotten river, it is ten thousand feet, but the road hears the yin wind and ghosts crying, the deeper and worse, the countless souls, and the ghosts are watching. Its source is bounded, and the living are not allowed to enter, so it is called the underworld.

However, in this world, the things of gods and ghosts are extremely complicated, and no one has verified which is true or false. It's just that this netherworld probably really exists.

Lin Yizhi's consciousness was in a trance, and he seemed to drift out uncontrollably and came to an extremely strange world.

In that world, there was no sunlight, no trees, just flowing magma, extremely hot, he worked so hard that his body was almost melted by the magma, and finally passed the endless magma.

Then the body fell towards the abyss in the center of the earth at a rapid speed, and the falling process was long and painful, and where the ears heard, the yin wind gusted, and the ghosts cried endlessly.

Suddenly, he felt cold, and he found himself in a very cold place, where it seemed to be an endless river, which seemed as wide as the sea.

However, the water did not have the slightest sense of flow. A huge stream of dead air and cold air condensed into substance, slowly floating on this boundless river.

The biting coldness of the bones follows you like a shadow. It's like a nightmare.

Endless darkness, without the slightest light, as if this world is cursed, since birth it has been empty and lonely darkness.

Lin Yizhi raised his head slowly, unable to see the way he came from, nor could he see where he would return.

Accompanied by him, there was the cold that could freeze everything, the cold came out from the deep water, and Lin Yizhi's joints froze instantly, he wanted to wade through this water as soon as possible, get rid of this seeping cold as soon as possible, but he found that he couldn't do it at all, and his frozen body moved forward at a slow and extreme speed.

Step by step, full of staggering. There is boundless cold around you.

In the darkness, there are countless helpless sighs and weepings of the undead and lonely souls, and from time to time there seem to be extremely dangerous bloodthirsty eyes that suddenly reveal from the darkness, which is terrifying.

Lin Yizhi walked slowly like this, and the boundless pain made him slowly fall into despair.

Here, it seems like an endless reincarnation, you can't leave, you can't escape.

Loneliness, endless loneliness came to his heart, he seemed to be in this darkness, gradually forgetting who he was, where he came from, even the things he remembered in his heart, those people, gradually left his mind, forgotten in the endless darkness.

He walked alone like this, lonely like a shadow, always coming. He didn't know how long he had been walking like this, and in this darkness, he couldn't see the sea and mulberry fields.

Suddenly, he suddenly felt that his eyes lit up, and in an instant, the light drove away all the darkness in this world, and in the bright light, he vaguely saw a figure.

Quickening his pace, he really he was lonely, he wanted to see who this figure that brought light and drove away darkness.

Finally, he saw the figure in front of him clearly.

The blue clothes are fluttering, and the face is beautiful.

Her eyes were as cold as stars, but she was smiling like the wind at herself.

The warmth in that smile seemed to drive away all the coldness on Lin Yizhi's body.

She looked at him and smiled.

He also looked at her, but the figure was so familiar and familiar, but he couldn't think of her name even if he tried his best to think about it.

However, when he saw her smiling, he smiled too, smiling like hers.

She smiled at him, and he smiled at her.

Memories are like water, pouring in.

Suddenly, it seemed that the name he had forgotten for a long time appeared in his mind with a clarity that he had never had before.

Duanmu Ningque......

........................

The killing fire, Duanmu Ningque's consciousness was still completely dissipated, she was helpless after all, she knew that she was tired, and it was time to take a good rest.

Desperate, I can't sleep for such a long time, with him by my side, it's enough to feel at ease!

Just when Duanmu Ningque was in a trance, the person in his arms, who was originally lifeless, suddenly opened his eyes.

The voice was faint and low, but it reached Duanmu Ningque's ears very clearly.

"Duanmu...... Don't sleep...... Leave ..... don't worry about me!"

Like a thunderclap, Duanmu woke up suddenly, she heard it really and really, he woke up, the first thing he said was to let her go, he was thinking about his own safety, just like himself!

She struggled, hugged him tightly, tears like rain: "Lin Yizhi...... I'm not leaving...... If you die this time...... It's good for you to stay with me!"

After saying that, his spirit shook again, his hands were weak, and a faint true qi jumped in his palm, rushing towards Lin Yizhi without hesitation.

"Duanmu...... Don't ......"

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