Judging from Ji Yue's situation at this time, if he didn't quickly pull out the broken sword and treat it immediately, the chances of survival were very slim. However, that section of the broken sword was a spell that Fan Huihui cast a puppet stand-in spell and the secret method was transferred to Ji Yue's body. If you don't break the spell and just pull out the broken sword, you'll only end up in one place. That is instant death. But if you don't talk about the broken sword and pull it out, how long Ji Yue has lived.

Therefore, for Ji Yue, if he didn't use the life-saving elixir, he would be dead.

At this time, the shadow monk had slowly revealed his figure, and he was wearing a black robe and a black cloak on his head.

Ji Yue lay in the arms of the black-robed monk, slowly stretched out his right hand that was trembling and stained with his own blood, and reluctantly reached into the cloak that the black-robed monk covered his head to caress his cheek.

The black-robed monk hurriedly took off his cloak, revealing his true face. He was a man, an ordinary-looking man, and it would be difficult to find him if he was thrown into a crowd. But from the vicissitudes of his eyes and the look revealed in his eyes, you can see that he is a different person. Because there is an unusual light in his eyes, he is a man with a story.

Judging from the situation of the two of them at this time, they are the two people who really love each other.

Ji Yue used his blood-stained right hand to use all his strength, trembling and stroking the black-robed monk's face, and his cheeks, which were originally slightly sallow, immediately turned the same blood red. The black-robed monk let him caress his face, tears pouring down his face.

Ji Yue reluctantly opened his mouth, his lips moved slightly, trying to make a sound: "Xin...... Brother ......" He barely uttered two words, and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face became even paler.

"I'm here, I'm here! Brother Xin is by your side!" the black-robed monk replied anxiously while helping Ji Yue wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Ji Yue paused for a moment, eased up a little, and tried to speak: "Brother Xin...... There you ...... At...... It's mine...... Side...... Really...... Be...... Great......" He worked very hard to get out a dozen words in fits and starts, and then had to stop and gasp for breath. His eyelids couldn't help but close, and his face looked even paler.

"Yue Yue, have you by your side. I'm also very lucky! You have to hold on, don't speak! I'll take you to heal, you'll definitely get better......" The black-robed man kept talking to Ji Yue with a crying voice, tears like rain.

At this time, the two of them seemed to be in a two-person world, no one bothered them, and no one could bear to disturb them.

In fact, the situation is that at this time, Fan Huihui was forced to spit out a few mouthfuls of essence blood, forcibly condensed spiritual power, and cast a spell that was already seriously injured, and then forcibly cast the puppet stand-in charm secret method, so it was even more injured. He was already very weak now, so after he cast the puppet stand-in charm secret method, he hurriedly sat cross-legged and swallowed a large amount of pills to recover his vitality. At the same time, he also hopes to expel the ten incense exorcism in his body, so as to restore his mana.

Therefore, at this time, Fan Huihui had no time or ability to attack and disturb Ji Yue and the black-robed monk.

As for Li Zhaoyuan and Lin Xiaohong, they were healing Ren Feiyan's injuries, and they didn't have time to pay attention to other things.

Ren Feiyan wrapped it and after taking the Golden Stripe Fruit, her face immediately lost her painful color and became soft. The goldenrod fruit even has the effect of removing pain. Her face began to become a little bloodshot, not as pale as it had been. And her wounds began to heal at a slow pace. The golden-veined fruit is really worthy of being the best spirit fruit, and it really has the effect of life and death.

Li Zhaoyuan didn't know how to do alchemy, so he would give the entire Golden Grain Fruit directly to Ren Feiyan. Although this can cure Ren Feiyan, it is a great waste of the genius Earth Treasure Golden Pattern Fruit, and it will not be completely absorbed by Ren Feiyan. If an alchemist knew that Li Zhaoyuan was wasting the Golden Pattern Fruit like this, he would definitely jump up and scold him for being a loser and a tyrannical thing.

But our classmate Li Zhaoyuan doesn't care so much, as long as he can save people, he doesn't care if he wastes it or not. Anyway, he still has a lot of golden-veined fruits, and he doesn't care about one or two. Besides, he just classified the spirit fruit as food. The goldenrod fruit is actually not delicious. It is far less sweet and delicious than the Qingling Fruit, which has scarce spiritual power.

Ji Yue's trembling hand gently stroked the face of the black sect monk, and wanted to wipe his tears again, intermittently panting and trying to whisper: "Brother Xin...... You...... No...... Crying ......"

"I didn't cry. I just got my eyes in the sand. The black-robed monk took Ji Yue's hand, and then wiped his cheeks twice in succession with his left and right arms.

"Brother Xin...... I...... I can't...... I'm going to go first...... You, you're going to live...... You don't want to ...... Help me...... Revenge...... You're leaving...... Over here...... Get out of ...... Good ...... Good ...... ...... live," Ji Yue said breathlessly, while he spat out blood from time to time.

The black-robed monk kept helping him wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, and sobbed: "Yue Yue, don't say it again, you won't die, you will be fine." Let's go. Let's find a place where no one lives in seclusion, and no longer care about cultivating immortals and immortality. As long as I can be with you, it is my greatest luck and happiness!"

Ji Yue listened to the words of the black-robed monk, and couldn't help but feel refreshed, as if returning to the light, his eyes that had been hazy and lackluster suddenly glowed with happiness, and his luck in speaking suddenly smoothed out: "Brother Xin...... It's also ...... to meet you. The greatest luck of my life...... I know I'm not going to be able to do it right away...... You don't have to cry for me anymore...... You have to live well...... You know?...... You're going to promise me...... Live well!"

When the black-robed monk heard Ji Yue's words, his eyes became even more moist, and his tears crackled down even more. He tried to restrain himself from crying out loud, shook his head again and again, and said, "No, no, no...... You're not going to die. You have to trust me. I'll be able to heal you. ”

At this time, Ji Yue's heart was not only pierced through the new house by the broken sword, but also covered with black rune spells. The black runes continued to slowly eat away at his heart. Ji Yue knew his physical condition, it was already a miracle that he was able to not die at this time, and he was able to speak.

At this time, Ji Yue, who had returned to the light, knew very well that he might die immediately after he finished speaking. He didn't want his lover to die with him, and he didn't want his death to make the other party too sad. So he tried hard to lift his spirits, but he no longer gasped for breath, and pretended to be angry: "Brother Xin...... Listen to me...... You're going to promise me...... Say you have to promise me. ”

The black-robed monk immediately replied, "I know, I promise you, I promise you!"

"Brother Xin...... You promised me...... Is...... Live well...... For me...... You have to live well...... For your own ...... I want to live well......" Ji Yue smiled reluctantly, trying to make himself look less painful. He was still a little uneasy, and asked again: "Brother Xin...... You promised me, and you will do it...... Hurry up, swear to me...... You swear to live well and not do stupid things!"

"Good, good. I swear, I swear that I will not do anything stupid and live well!" the black-robed monk listened to Ji Yue's words, and his heart ached. He struggled to keep himself from crying, raising his palms and feigning an oath.

"Well, you have to remember...... You promised my ...... Hee-hee...... I'm tired...... I'm going to sleep...... Can sleep in Brother Xin's arms...... It's so warm...... It's so happy......" Ji Yue watched his lover raise his hand and swear, showing a knowing smile, his pale cheeks seemed to be rosy, and his heart no longer felt pain. He now has only the sparkle of happiness in his eyes. The whole world he saw was a colorful light, and it was so warm and happy to shine on his body. With a happy smile, he fell deep into the arms of the black-robed monk.

At this time, the whole world seemed to freeze in that touching moment of beautiful smile.

The emotional feelings of the two of them, although not accepted by the world, were beautifully sublimated at the last moment of their lives. It's so touching and beautiful, so innocent and lovely.

Although Li Zhaoyuan was not interested in same-sex love, he was also deeply moved by the sincere feelings between Ji Yue and the black-robed monk. Although it wanted to help the black-robed monk save Ji Yue, he couldn't do anything. He doesn't know how to heal, he doesn't have a panacea to bring the dead back to life, and he can't crack the secret method of that weird puppet stand-in charm. I could only watch Ji Yue fall into the arms of the black-robed monk.

Lin Xiaohong was moved to tears by the sincere feelings of the two same-sex * lovers at this time, and she was almost about to cry bitterly. He was even more powerless, looking at his senior brother from time to time, hoping that his senior brother would make some moves to help them. But this time, the senior brother who was almost omnipotent in his eyes, this time he was powerless, which disappointed him.

Ji Yue died happily in the arms of the black-robed monk with a smile. His face turned rosy from his reflection, and it looked as if he had just fallen asleep. Its appearance is touching and beautiful, like a sleeping beauty in a fairy tale. It's just a pity that this sleeping beauty will never wake up again.

The black-robed monk gently stroked Ji Yue's beautiful cheeks, without tears or crying. He said very gently: "Yue Yue, you are really a little naughty. Why did you fall asleep so quickly?"

(Since the click-through rate was too low, it was a little irritating, so it was Cavin.) It's hard to double change this month. I can only try to keep it one day at a time. I'm sorry, folks. ）