Long Xiaoyu arrived in an instant.
"Mu Mu!" He hugged Mu Ziling, who was almost soaked in blood, into his arms, and at the same time swung a knife from the air, "Get lost!"
Yue Linglong's hand pinching Mu Ziling's arm was instantly severed by Qi Gen.
Green blood spewed out, and the stench was suffocating.
It was Yue Linglong's hand that was broken, the devil baby felt no pain, he immediately took control of Yue Linglong's other hand, and grabbed Mu Ziling...
The magic baby is very purposeful and very clear, every word and action is aimed at Mu Ziling.
But before he could control Yue Linglong's body again, Long Xiaoyu had already carried Mu Ziling away.
He stretched out his hand and caressed the bloody cheeks of the person in his arms. His hands were trembling, and his voice was also trembling: "Mumu? Mumu..."
There was no response, only the howling wind and snow in my ears.
The snow fell more and more, and the silver covering of the whole world was packed into his red eyes. There was dense mist, biting cold air, and murderous aura shot out directly.
The magic baby is unaware.
Without a hand, he controlled Yue Linglong's legs and knelt and walked towards them, bouncing and bouncing, step by step, and he was still singing: "Meet the spirits, meet the spirits, when will the stars meet?" Destroyed, life will die, spirit will-"
Long Xiaoyu suddenly raised his hand.
A stream of golden light with a little bit of green burst out from his fingertips.
With a flick of the fingertips, an incomparable streamer force shot towards Yue Linglong's belly with a force of destruction.
I saw that Yue Linglong's stomach, which was not damaged by the devil baby's tossing, was pierced in an instant, and the green pill was sent into the devil baby's mouth.
The chanting in his mouth suddenly stopped.
The sound stopped for less than a second, and suddenly—
"Ah!!!"
Yue Linglong raised her head to the sky, and a sharp and piercing childish voice came out of her mouth.
The painful and tragic cry was like falling from the clouds in an instant to the 18th floor of hell where there would be no rebirth forever.
"Boom!" A cracking sound suddenly sounded from Yue Linglong's belly.
The devil baby tore its belly out.
Green and bloody, horrible.
Yue Linglong's whole body couldn't bear the devil baby's violent struggle, manic tearing, and it fell apart immediately, and her body was no longer complete.
Yue Linglong finally died a tragic death.
As soon as Tianying came out, the stars died out... But at this time, when Tianying appeared in the world, it was the time when he died and dissolved.
Tianying was created by the old man Long Snake, and at this moment it is also melted by the guts of the old man Long Snake.
A moment later, the magic baby was dissolved into a pool of green blood, and finally ceased to exist.
In the distance, Yu Wenhao dragged his whole body weak and came late, but it was just in time.
The last scene of Yue Linglong falling apart was caught in his eyes.
Witnessing the death of the woman he once loved most, Yu Wenhao remained unmoved from the beginning to the end, but he still felt somewhat uncomfortable in his heart.
He was sad, but he didn't seem so sad either.
It seems that between love and hate, only hate will disappear, love will not disappear, it will only transfer.
Well, love shifted, ridiculously shifted.
Yu Wenhao's eyelids flickered slightly, and he looked at Mu Ziling who was lying in Long Xiaoyu's arms, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, feeling lost in thought.
Smelly girl, I have helped you, can we just write off our grievances
Smelly girl, I don't curse you to die, you must not die.
Smelly girl, you know what? I'm annoying you, I don't know since when...
Yu Wenhao had a sad and wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and finally turned around sadly, and left.
The snow stopped and the sky cleared.
Long Xiaoyu hugged the person in his arms, his heart was trembling, weeping blood, it was as if a sharp knife stabbed at his heart, the heart-piercing pain made him almost suffocate.
"Mumu!"
"Mumu!"
"..."
There was a cry, with trembling and choking, but the person in his arms was still trapped in dead silence, soundless and ignorant.
He wiped off the blood stains on her face, and attached his big palm to her wrist, a continuous stream of soft light flowed in his palm, and finally merged into the imprint of the stars, and merged into her body.
He didn't know if doing this could wake her up, he only knew that only in this way could he feel that she still had a slight breath of life beating and that she was still alive.
He won't let go, if she doesn't wake up, his body will slowly dry up and exhaust, until he dies.
I don't know how long it took, until Ouyang Feiyu woke up from his coma.
When he saw Long Xiaoyu wasting his life saving Mu Ziling who had no signs of life, Ouyang Feiyu was speechless.
After a long while, he cursed "lunatic" very calmly, and then he closed his eyes again.
Long Xiaoyu went crazy, and he went crazy too, not wanting to wake up.
It is only natural for Long Xiaoyu to die for love when he is crazy.
What about him? It's all wishful thinking and self-willed depravity. Maybe on Huangquan Road, he is still a humble "little three", a stalker chasing the little fox for favors.
The snow stopped and fell, and then stopped.
Time kept passing, the air kept flowing, and the two people who were waiting to die, whose bodies were already covered with snow, did not move.
Mu Ziling was hidden in Long Xiaoyu's arms, surrounded by wind and snow, but her body warmed up unknowingly, but she didn't move.
until—
Mu Ziye came.
Mu Ziye, who had recovered from his injuries for the most part, came alive and well, but the moment he saw Mu Ziling, he became powerless again, as if his soul had been emptied.
"Spiritual girl?" Mu Ziye stumbled forward, his face completely drained of blood: "What's wrong? Girl..."
He stretched out his trembling fingers to probe Mu Ziling's breath.
Breathe, gone.
Gone.
There was a buzzing sound in Mu Ziye's head, and he felt bad all over.
He knelt down on the ground, trembling and backing away: "Why? No! No, no!" He begged and shouted: "Ling girl, brother is here, wake up! Wake up... brother is here Come on, wake up, don't sleep, wake up..."
It's all his fault! It's all his fault!
If it wasn't for him fighting with Su Yin, he wouldn't be late, and Ling girl wouldn't...
Snapped!
Deep in grief and self-blame, Mu Ziling slapped himself hard on the face.
Seeing Long Xiaoyu sitting there motionless, Mu Ziye suddenly rushed forward and grabbed his collar: "This is how you protect her?! How could you not protect her? Why didn't you protect her?"
He slapped him on the face again: "I didn't protect her well either, it was me, it was all my fault, I was late, I'm sorry Ling girl, brother I'm sorry..."
From questioning to self-blame, grief-stricken and heart-piercing.
Fearing that Mu Ziye would disturb the person in his arms, Long Xiaoyu, who had been silent for an unknown amount of time, finally said, "Let go."
Just two words, calm and quiet, out of spirits.
(end of this chapter)