Mingyang couldn't help but ask Nuwa Niangniang, who looked the most kind, why Lu Zhudaojun didn't come. But seeing that Nuwa Niangniang's expression darkened, she said softly, "This girl on the ground just wants to save our fourth junior brother." ”

Lu Jian Daojun, Mixed Peng Patriarch, Hongjun Ancestor and Nuwa Niangniang are all teachers of the founding Yuan Ling, and they are all brothers and sisters of the same sect. No wonder Lu Zhuan Daojun didn't come today, it turned out that he had already gone immortal.

Nuwa looked at Xuan Che on the ground and said, "This female doll is also very infatuated, and she would rather suffer such pain than save our junior brother." As brothers and sisters in the same class, how can we see her die in vain. ”

Donghua on the side said, "Does this kid love Lu Zhuan Daojun?"

Nuwa sighed, "I'm afraid so." ”

Donghua said with a smile, "The love in this world is always like this, and the affection is always ruthlessly annoyed." ”

The Mixed Peng Patriarch on the side said, "Donghua Shangshen is wrong, you are not Lu Press, how do you know that he is a ruthless person?"

Donghua said: "Then you mean, your junior brother Lu Jian Daojun is also interested in the little doll, or has there been a relationship between the two?"

Mixed Peng is an honest person, so naturally he can't talk about Donghua, so he can only keep his mouth shut. At this moment, Hongjun Ancestor, who had been silent, spoke, "Don't talk too much about other things, this time I invite you to come to end this blood sacrifice." The four of us each occupy four positions, and in the middle, the Prince of Mingyang, who has the blood of the emperor, suppresses it in order to be foolproof. ”

Nuwa said, "Senior brother, this female doll has been suffering here for forty-one days, and it is too late for us to come and save her at this time." ”

Hongjun Old Ancestor said, "Whether she can live or not is her own business, we just need to save people." ”

When the four of them heard this, they had no objections, so they stood in the four directions of southeast, south, and north, Hongjun in the west, Nuwa in the north, Donghua in the east, and Mingpeng in the south, and Mingyang stood in the middle of the four, next to Xuan Che. After the four of them stood still, they each pinched the trick, turned in the direction for nine weeks, and turned in the opposite direction for eight weeks, and when they finally stood still, Hongjun was in the north, Nuwa was in the east, and Donghua was in the south. Mingpeng is in the west, and Mingyang has been standing still, facing north and facing south.

Due to the continuous rotation of the four of them, a white barrier had appeared between the four of them, and within the white barrier, there was another dark red barrier around Xuan Che, which Mingyang had not noticed before. Mingyang squinted at the half-dead woman on the ground, and felt a little strange in his heart. In his consciousness, there has never been such a thing that can make him desperate, he has been the high-profile Prince Mingyang since he was born, what he wants, all he needs is a look, and his subordinates will help him get it. If he really can't get it, he can always succeed if he begs his father. He never knew what it was like to ask for nothing and love without being able to love. He subconsciously thought that the woman at his feet was dead. Because since they came in, she has not said a word, she has not even opened her eyes to look at any of them, and she has not even breathed.

The white barrier around her was getting closer and closer, and it was gradually approaching the red barrier around her. The red barrier seemed to feel oppressed, and began to flow uneasily, and as soon as it flowed, Mingyang saw that no matter how the red barrier flowed, the barrier at the coffin nail was always standing still.

As the four of them approached, the red barrier was pressed by the white barrier, shattering into filaments, beating uneasily. The four of them walked to a position one step away from Xuan Che and stopped, then quickly reached out their right hand, and at the same time held the coffin nails on her limbs, and with the sound of Hongjun Ancestor's "pull", the four of them pulled out the coffin nails on her hands and feet. Mingyang heard the sound of the skin and flesh on her body tearing at the moment when the coffin nail left her body. And despite this, she still didn't make a sound, didn't even lift her eyelids, and didn't frown.

Mingyang listened to Nuwa Niangniang whispering, "Why is she motionless, isn't she already dead?"

As soon as Nuwa's words fell, she was glared at by Hongjun Ancestor. Hongjun Ancestor then said to Mingyang, "Your Highness Mingyang, the four of us will pull out the last coffin nail on her heart, and please ask Your Highness not to move the position when we pull out the nail, and use your imperial qi to suppress the evil spirit of this spiritual tower, so as not to cause a mistake." ”

Mingyang nodded: "This is nature. ”

Hongjun Ancestor said to the remaining three, "Go on." ”

The three of them moved in response, each calling him Qixingbu, and quickly moved from their own position to the back of Hongjun Ancestor. Hongjun is the first, Chaopeng is the second, Donghua is the third, and Nuwa is the last.

At this time, the thin red lines around Xuan Che's body had weakened a lot, and the thin lines at the mouth of his heart were a little thicker. Mingyang knew that this moment was the most critical time, and he should not take it lightly.

The four people, led by Hongjun Ancestor, were ready, and Hongjun Ancestor had already stretched out his hands to try to hold the last and most critical coffin nail in her heart.

He held it, Hongjun Ancestor was extremely nervous, carefully held the coffin nail, and slowly pulled it out. When it is halfway through, it seems to have been subjected to great resistance, and it can no longer shake half a point. The three people behind him saw that Hongjun Ancestor was struggling, and they all wanted to help, but they were stopped by him, "Forcibly pulling it out will make this female doll bleed and die." Your Highness Mingyang, you will hold the lower part of this coffin nail in your hand and help me pull it out, taking care not to move your feet. ”

Mingyang received the order, bent down slightly and held the lower part of the coffin nail, he only felt that this coffin nail was extremely heavy, and on it, there was her cold blood.

Mingyang held the coffin nail, and pulled it out with Hongjun Ancestor. With Mingyang's help, the coffin nails began to be slowly pulled out. When there was only one last bit left, he was firmly held by a pair of bloodstained hands. Mingyang was about to look down to see who had pulled the coffin nail, but he heard Hongjun Ancestor say, "Be careful of her red flame pupils." It's just that when Hongjun Ancestor said this, it was already late, and Mingyang had already lowered his head and met her eyes.

When he saw those eyes, his heart shook. What kind of eyes were they, even if she was covered in blood, even if her face was no longer clear, but those eyes were like stars in the dark night, so dazzling and breathtaking. Those eyes were really the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen, calm, transparent, and clear, but in addition to being clear, there was a bottomless chill, as if her heart was an extremely cold ice cave.

When Mingyang was deeply attracted by these eyes, he heard Hongjun Ancestor shouting, "Tianjizi, let go, we are saving your life, what are you doing." ”

Mingyang looked down and saw that she was holding the coffin nail with her own hands and preventing them from pulling it out. Despite the great pain, her eyes were like a clear spring, untouched by pain. She looked directly into Hongjun Ancestor's eyes, and said slowly in a hoarse voice, "It's not up to me to live, isn't it, it's not up to me to die?"

Hongjun Ancestor obviously didn't expect that she still had the strength to speak, and he was also stunned, and the hand that pulled out the nail was also loosened. Mingyang knew that she couldn't hesitate any longer at this moment, the longer it dragged on, the more unfavorable it would be for her. So while neither of them was paying attention, he pulled out the coffin nail violently.

Hongjun Ancestor reacted at this time, and hurriedly shouted, "Hurry up and help His Highness Mingyang unload." ”

The moment Mingyang pulled out the nail, he felt a tremendous pressure, and this pressure was even more obvious after the nail was pulled out. He felt like his body was filled with lead, and his head couldn't lift it heavily. has changed from the original half-squat posture to kneeling on the ground. This pressure does not come from the outside world, but from himself. It's as if he was suddenly stripped of the bones that support his body, leaving only his own flesh and skin, forcibly maintaining the balance of his body.

Seeing this, Hongjun Ancestor on the side had already taken the lead in stepping forward to help him resist the backlash of this blood sacrifice. Later, Donghua, Nuwa, and Mixed Peng also came over to help him share the pressure.

Mingyang finally knew why Hongjun Ancestor didn't dare to pull out the nails directly, it turned out that he was not only afraid of hurting Xuan Che, but also because the backlash of this blood sacrifice was so powerful. As the four of them took turns casting spells, Mingyang finally felt that the great pressure in his body was gradually fading and flowing out of his body.

He turned his head slightly to look at Xuan Che on the ground, she had closed her eyes again, as if she had just opened her eyes and said that sentence, it was just a dream of her own. But Mingyang clearly knew that he was not dreaming, because he had grown so big, and he had never seen such beautiful eyes in a dream.

Mingyang stretched out his hand and carefully stroked her eyes, although she was closed at the moment, he could also imagine her eyes open. He suddenly felt a little bitter, why did she never look at herself more than she had such beautiful eyes?

He put her hand in the quilt and pressed the corners for her by the way. Then he walked to the copywriter next to the bed, sat down, took a stack of old Gao official documents, and reviewed them. He hadn't managed the affairs of the heavenly realm for some days.