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"Zi--"

His eyes were stained with a strange red color.

The purple coach unscrewed his head stiffly, his abdomen was pierced by a long sword, and the blood was ticking and flowing.

"who are you……"

The hegemony that was within his reach was completed, and even he was on the verge of death. However, the purple coach had a strange sense of satisfaction in his heart, and he could die in this man's hand.

Yu Wuxue remained as indifferent as ever, closing his sword into the sheath.

Bai Yi Jianxiu is not much better than the dying purple coach. He has long been dyed **** in a white robe in a fierce battle. He used his own strength to resist the Demon League, and the end was even more fierce than he thought. He received more than 150 injuries. Seven of them were almost fatal. Two of them were carved on the Ling Mansion, almost let him Death on the spot.

Fortunately, the victory or defeat is now divided.

He broke most of his generals, and now the coach is in a critical condition. The remaining soldiers flee in two battles.

The pain undulated like scales, and Yu Wuxue was black in front of his eyes. He also spurted out a congestion, and his footsteps floated.

He was the end of the crossbow and could not support it for long.

Are you going to die?

There was a hazy shadow circling deep in his heart. She twigs hairpin flowers, and in the bustling crowd, she bends his eyebrows at him and reaches out her hand, saying, there are many people, Brother Jianxiu leads me.

Yu Wuxue remembers that he refused.

Only this time, unable to help himself, he reached out and wanted to fulfill her wish.

He touched a thick, warm liquid, his blood.

At this moment, he suddenly faintly realized.

The master often said that the disciples of Yumen were unwilling to be sentimental, and asked him to learn from the saints who became enlightened and become immortal, and to comprehend the way of forgetting emotion. Unforgettable love is not thin love, not even ruthless, but the ultimate love, not for love, not for confusion, not for the past, not greedy for the future, she is safe, she is in, he will be content, not asking for more.

Yu Wuxue closed her eyes and waited for the final judgment.

"Small, be careful--"

Before the coach Zi Zi swallowed, the eyelids that were gradually closing open suddenly because of too much fear, and there was a slender but ghostly figure in it. He wanted to remind Yu Wuxue, but the other party had long been immersed in the mysterious life and death detachment, where would he care about what happened around him.

Yu Wuxue only felt the snow flash, and his eyes hurt, and then he was unconscious.

A **** hand trembled and grabbed the skirt.

The other party seemed to laugh lightly.

"Relax, I won't let him die."

Immediately, there was boundless silence all around.

"Brother! Brother, you wake up--"

The familiar voice faintly came from a distance.

He tried to open his eyes, the pain was particularly intense. Unknowingly, the sweat on the body soaked the quilt, like a fire burning, and it hurts to numbness.

"Brother! Brother Wake up! Master, come on!"

Immediately after there was a rapid footstep outside the door, someone dipped the water in a fine cloth and carefully soaked his dry lips.

Then, his hot forehead rested on an old hand and asked him with concern, "No snow, how are you feeling?"

It hurts, so much so that the internal organs can be broken in a moment.

and also……

"Cough, Master, it's ... it's getting dark ..." Why not turn on the light?

The embarrassing silence permeated all around.

Two major events have recently occurred in the realm. The first one is more than six hundred years after the magic door, after the violent Situ madman, finally ushered in a supreme, is also the first female ruler of Taishi mainland. The second one is Jian Pei's peerless genius, which suddenly fell. Not only was the body repaired to be abolished, but a double pupil was also difficult to escape the bad luck, so Jianmen's momentum fell.

Someone sighed that someone was gloating.

Some people even bet when this once legend committed suicide.

When you are in the altar, everything is bright, and the road is smooth.

But when you fall into a trough, the huge gap in the world can drive life crazy.

"Brother, you need to practice, you don't have to visit me every day."

There was a strong smell of medicine in the house, his brows were not wrinkled, and his face was very pale. His eyes were covered with half-fingered white silk ribbons, and his cheeks were completely white.

"Brother, I've practiced, but I'm not lazy!" The fat elder scratched his head and smiled bluntly. "Isn't this the itchiness of my mouth? I want to find someone to babble. As a result, my brother is too annoyed, so I kicked me here "He pretended to complain," Brother is getting more and more cruel recently, and he has no seriousness, and my **** is bruised! "

Yu Wuxue listened quietly, only occasionally saying a few words, as usual, it seemed that the blind person was not him.

The fat elder had been nagging for a long time, and it was not too late to see him, so that people put on hot dishes and kept trying to serve them.

Brother Shi lowered his head and chewed slowly.

Suddenly, he asked, "Brother, will my eyes not be seen in the future?"

The fat elder shook his hand, and the chicken fell off the soup plate, and he escaped with a quick response.

But today's younger brother did not hide, his face was all splashed, and there were green onions and egg flowers above.

He seemed to stay blank, reaching slowly and touching his face.

The fat elder was breathless and stood up immediately. He hurriedly wiped his face. As a result, his body was huge and his movements were so anxious. The soup and water that hit the desktop lost their balance, and a Gu medicine soup fell directly on Yu Wuxue. Body.

Hearing the sound, he subconsciously wanted to catch it, but forgot that the meridian of his wrist had just been connected and was not flexible. The stewed cockroach hit the wrist bones. He frowned slightly, his lips closed tightly, and there was no pain.

"Teacher, brother, sorry, brother is not intentional ..."

The fat elder said, his eyes turned red.

His younger brother was supposed to be the supreme worshipped by thousands of people, but now, he is weaker than ordinary people, and seems to be destroyed at any time.

"It's okay."

Yu Wuxue's lips were thin, "I didn't catch it myself."

Seeing him like this, the fat elder couldn't help but gritted his teeth, which made him feel worthless. He is one of the few who knows the reason for the serious injury of the younger brother, but the woman became supreme through his younger brother, but these days he only wanted to clean the portal, and he did not care about the death and life of the younger brother!

"Not allowed to go."

As if to perceive his thoughts, he spoke coldly.

"Brother--"

Brother Fatty couldn't help but grievances for his little brother, "You are all like this, and you still don't understand what? She made it clear that she is using you! Now you have no use value, just kick you away, why!"

"I owe her."

"A ghost owed to her! Just a little broken snake, and I will catch ten and eight and throw her on her face!"

"Brother, you overestimate yourself."

"No, brother, where do you stand?" The fat elder was crazy.

"At the table."

"..."

The fat elder admits to clean up the mess and wants to change his clothes for the younger brother. Without exception, he was rejected.

This is how the younger brother will never trouble others.

He couldn't help but want to sigh, but felt that it was not good, he suffocated and pretended to say goodbye with a brisk tone, saying that he would come to rub the rice tomorrow.

Yu Wuxue nodded, "Follow you."

Closed the door, the wind and snow were silent.

He fumbled to the closet and brought out a brand new set of clothes. He was not very skilled and he wore it slowly.

I also made a wrong knot.

Why would he know?

Because someone helped him correct it.

A pair of warm hands patiently untied the knot and fastened him back. Yu Wuxue's hand was still frozen in the air and slowly hung down. He didn't ask when she came or what she was going to do. The atmosphere was so dull.

"I'm sorry," she said softly.

There was another silence.

What should he say?

Complaining about her intentions and ushering in the coveted magic door, did you direct the tragedy of this genius death?

Or complained that she shouldn't fight for serious injuries but also to bring him back from the battlefield to the sword gate, so that his life can be continued, and has since become a blind waste?

If she didn't save him at that time, let him die in that blood sea corpse mountain, how good.

When he died in his most magnificent age, he would still be the pride of the master, and the immortal respected by the world, instead of dragging the prestige of the master, as it is now, and letting the master and brothers endlessly. Blame yourself. The more cautious they were towards him, the more he felt guilty.

"Don't talk." She lowered her head and went to pull his sleeves, like the child after the disaster, admitting mistakes, "It is good to hit me, scold me, my life is yours."

"I don't believe it." He spoke slowly, a bit coldly.

"What, what?" She froze.

"I don't believe you will die for me."

She is an emperor above ten thousand people, he is a useless waste.

There is no expression on the side, "So, put away your false guilt, I don't need it. Sympathy for the weak, always the game of the superiors. If your majesty has not forgotten the contribution of the help of the snow, don't do these trials 'S boring drama—— "

Before he finished, a cold thing was stuffed in his hand.

"It's a soul-stirring. It's poisonous. It destroys the flesh first, and then destroys the Yuanshen." She looked directly at the other person's face and thundered. "If you want, I can give you now."

Yu Wuxue clenched her palms tightly.

"You don't want to do it, then I'll come by myself." She snatched it violently.

"Poof—"

The sharp blade is not in the flesh.

He grabbed the sharpest blade, and blood slid down his wrist into his sleeve.

"You! What are you doing!" Lin Lang squeezed his wrist bones in desperation and took out his sleeve sword with great care.

The peculiarity of the Soul Ghost is that it is a sharp weapon for the self-cultivator, but it is only a sharp short sword for ordinary people, and its poison only works for the man with magic.

Lin Lang immediately turned over the gauze and the ointment and bandaged him.

Yu Wuxue lowered his head. His eyes were covered with silk and dark, and he could not see anything.

The residual temperature in her palm was extremely hot.

Losing vision, other senses are more sensitive.

She is very fragrant.

"Does it still hurt?" The woman asked distressedly.

He tried to withdraw his hand, but was nudged by the other party and landed on her cheek.

The other party's fingers are slightly curled.

The innocent Heavenly Dad is obviously nervous.

Lin Lang unconsciously rubbed his long finger, slipped from the eyebrow to the ear, and gradually fell to the neck, next to the collarbone.

He woke up suddenly, and immediately backed away.

Unexpectedly, the bed was behind, and Lin Lang also turned in.

"I, I am not—"

Bai Yijianxiu's perennial iceberg and lack of expression finally showed a trace of cracks on his face.

However, the other party did not stand up immediately after falling as he thought-he had no "utilization value", she was an emperor, and she did not need to waste extra time and energy on him.

She lay docile and tender on the chest of a normal man, like a shy pink white begonia, her waist and legs were amazingly slender and shattered.

The hint is self-evident.

There was a lot of snow outside, and occasionally a bright light was turned away.

"You ... don't ..." His voice was hoarse and he resisted the last invasion stubbornly.

She lifted her head and gently touched his lips, shyly, buried her head softly in his shoulder socket, and the breath of the nose tipped his skin hot.

He rolled over suddenly, his hands resting on her shoulders, her hair covered in a mess, her eyes covered with white silk, and her lips were thin, revealing a delicate and delicate beauty.

After hesitating for a while, he bit down Lin Lang's lips tentatively.

She still didn't refuse.

Even the city gates opened wide to welcome the king.

So sealed with a kiss, swallowed the last beg for mercy.

The hunter tirelessly deprived layers of layers and madly ate plentiful flesh and blood.

He first imprisoned her hand, and later he overbearing everything to dominate her.

He wanted her to be happy and sad because of him.

The barren desert that has no grass grows miraculously, and everything grows rampantly here.

later……

Lin Lang was numb.

She just wanted to ask a question.

May I ask when this fire in the old house can be extinguished with compassion? Three days and three nights is not enough for him to burn! ! !