Yan Zhenzhen's Yuan Ying was in front of Xue Zhen, and even in his hands, through his hands, he ruthlessly grabbed and disappeared, leaving no trace behind.

At the same time, the painful expression told his reluctance, as if someone was persecuting him and forcing him to do something.

Two tear lines at the corners of the eyes slowly fell, clearly visible, painful but helpless.

He once thought about Yan Zhenzhen's ending, with him and without him, he had thought of thousands of endings, but he never thought that it would be such a situation of personal obliteration.

He couldn't help but shed tears, tears of reluctance, and even hatred of himself, at that moment, sorrow came from it, and his heart was full of thoughts.

Qi Zhuanhao, who rushed to Xue Zhen's side, saw this kind of scene, the same gloom, he was not Xue Zhen, and he didn't feel like Xue Zhen, but he could feel Xue Zhen's sadness now, and his true feelings were revealed. With a complete personality, he is by no means a cold-blooded and ruthless person, and his complexion gradually turns to a deep one.

In the spirit beast ring, Yuan Liu didn't have anything, Jin Zhen crossed his hands, frowning, she didn't know what to do at the moment, seeing that her master was hurt, she wanted to defend it as soon as possible, but now, seeing Xue Zhen such a master with such a contradictory mentality, Jin Zhen's mood was also contradictory.

Jin Zhen, she couldn't figure out what Xue Zhen's actions were, she couldn't explain it at all, first let him kill, and then he actually intercepted and killed, and left tears of remorse, although Jin Zhen was smart, but she couldn't figure out the meaning, and fell into endless contemplation.

Jin Jiu, Qi Zhuan Hao. Even Yuan Liu, another person in the spirit beast ring, was almost hoarse at what Xue Zhen shouted next. It is not heard at all, and it is impossible to hear.

"Little old man, come out!" Xue Zhen shouted hoarsely, until he was hoarse and vague.

And in front of him, a white shadow flickered, with his back to Xue Zhen, it was the little old man, the white-eyed boy.

At this moment, Xue Zhen's eyes were filled with tears. The blur of the eyes, the clarity of the sweep, the blur and the clarity. Xue Zhen chose a vague figure, staring at the white-eyed boy, but he didn't speak for a long time.

The white-eyed boy stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance. Neither did he urge. At this moment, his body was a complete seven-inch wick white strip, but now it was once again ignited a fire that was not extinguished.

Xue Zhen's mind was not here at all, his silence was not that he had nothing to say, but that there were too many words, but he was completely blocked by his complex emotions.

As for the situation outside, the wind stopped dancing, and the falling smoke and dust stopped. The world seemed to freeze in a certain grid, and Qi Zhuan Hao blinked halfway through it. His movements froze, as if he had spotted the white-eyed boy, but only a dull gaze from the corner of his eye.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, Xue Zhen's tears gradually put away, maybe his tears had already dried up, but he still had a little sobbing, looking at the white-eyed young man with a blurred figure, unable to say a word.

As for his chest and abdomen, the long slash marks were still there, the lower part of the gray robe was completely stained red, and there was a large amount of blood splattered on his back, and his flesh spontaneously stopped the blood gushing out, but his hands trembled at this moment.

The blood-stained palm was still Yan Zhenzhen's breath, and there was the corpse of Yan Zhenzhen who was less than two feet in front of him, and he was once fascinated by it, Xue Zhen's mood was still heavy, but he could control it himself.

"Little old man, do you mean Xue to make a move?" Xue Zhen's words were deep, so deep that they were almost hard to hear, as if he was secretly groaning.

"Not bad!" the little old man still said in a solemn voice.

The calmness of the little old man, since Xue Zhen asked, he also knew that the result was like this, and no one in the world could completely control him, except for the little old man in front of him who had promised himself to save himself from danger, only he could do it.

"Why?" Xue Zhen didn't know why he would ask why.

However, the white-eyed boy still stood with his hands behind his back and didn't say anything, Xue Zhen also felt that his question was a little naïve, however, he let out a long sigh, and also noticed that the white-eyed boy's body was still burning at this time, and Xue Zhen went and said:

"Little old man, please!"

"Say it!"

"Give her back into this world!"

"Xue Zhen, why are you doing this?" the white-eyed young man said this, but there was a rare hint of emotion.

"Little old man, please!" Xue Zhen's eyes reappeared.

A monk who would not be willing to accept his fate even if he encountered a strong enemy, at this time he showed an indescribable sense of powerlessness, he wanted to do something, but he couldn't do it, there was such a person in front of him who could do it, Xue Zhen had to ask him.

"You must know that she has disappeared, and even if she comes back, she will never be the same person she used to be!"

"Little old man, let's cast a spell! As long as she can be well, Xue will be satisfied!" Xue Zhen's words became cold, but there was longing in his words.

Speaking of this, the white shadow in front of Xue Zhen's eyes flickered inexplicably, but the moment before the flickering, the white wick strip in the white pupil boy's body had burned to the remaining four inches, and then the white pupil boy disappeared, disappearing without saying a word.

Then, the strange thing is that when the world was running again, whether it was Xue Zhen or Qi Zhuanhao, as well as Jin Zhen in the spirit beast ring, at this moment, looking at Xue Zhen, the woman in the blue skirt who smashed Xue Zhen's body to a bruise, Yan Zhenzhen, actually gradually turned into a faint shadow.

And Xue Zhen reached out and wanted to touch, touch this last moment, but as a result, when he waved his hand to touch her arm, Yan Zhenzhen disappeared completely, and Xue Zhen's arm slashed across the void, but he couldn't catch any wisps.

Qi Zhuan Hao outside, including the Jin Zhen Shen Nian in the spirit beast ring, swept over, and couldn't see Yan Zhenzhen leaving a wisp of breath at all, Qi Zhuan Hao even penetrated into the space crack, and couldn't find any trace of Yan Zhenzhen, Yan Zhenzhen seemed to have never appeared in the first place, which surprised Qi Zhuan Hao.

At this moment, Qi Zhuanhao's gaze shifted from the void to Xue Zhen, and said to Xue Zhen in a loud voice:

"Xue Daoyou, your injuries are not shallow, let's find a place to recover quickly!"

"Qi boy, you can't leave Yinglang behind!" Jin Ji immediately remembered Yinglang who was still tracking outside.

"Then you go down below to recuperate first, and Zhuan Hao will protect the Fa for you!" Qi Zhuan Hao lost his bearings, smiled, and then said loudly.

Xue Zhen did not refuse, with a wry smile on his face, and immediately found a flat place outside the valley that was blown to pieces, built a forbidden magic circle, and began to cultivate the nature of restoration. (To be continued......)