"Hahahahahaha!" Di Xue took a step back, looking crazy, mocking and praising: "You are more ruthless than me! Hahaha -"
Then, she hit Lancang's pubic area with a fierce palm!
When Bai Ye arrived, the feet he was running towards suddenly seemed to be rusty, as if his mobility had been taken away in an instant.
She stood there without stepping forward. It seemed that she could no longer see Di Xue, who was laughing wildly at the side, nor Lan Ting, who was crying in embarrassment under the rockery.
The evening breeze of spring is not cold, but tonight is the only exception.
The air was filled with terrifying and ghastly blood, and a chill spread from Bai Ye's heart, tearing at her bone marrow and stirring every nerve in her.
Little by little, it surged mercilessly towards the limbs.
When Hongzhuang and the others arrived, their eyes widened and they stopped behind her in disbelief.
"Bitch! Don't you have a life-saving and soul-preserving pill? Go, hurry up and save him!"
Although the beast army's attack failed, Di Xue was now more happy than a big victory. He viciously admired Bai Ye's expressionless face, and the unpredictable black mist once again enveloped his body.
When the Xue brothers rushed forward with roars, she had already escaped from the city lord's mansion.
The cold expression flashed with bloodthirsty urgency. All this was just the beginning.
Lancang stood there, his lowered eyes slowly moved and raised, meeting her eyes and falling into her bright eyes.
At this moment, she seemed to see through for the first time what those handsome eyes hidden by cynicism wanted to express.
There was a slight smile on his lips. There was no embarrassment, no sadness or joy, just a silent farewell.
She could already imagine that heartless and lazy cat-like voice, saying shamelessly: "I'm leaving. I allow you to think about me occasionally."
The front and back of his pure white clothes were soaked with dazzling blood. It was as if a huge spring had been torn out of his dantian, and bright red, but clear and clean sweet springs continued to pour out.
Hongzhuang beside her was already crying. She turned around and threw herself into Xingchen's arms and cried bitterly.
Xingchen pretended to be calm and hugged her, his lips trembled slightly, his eyes filled with sadness stared at the cold moon in the sky, tears flowing back under his red eyes.
The moment Lancang fell, Fu Sheng rushed forward to catch him.
At the same time, Bai Ye's last strength was exhausted, and the sadness seemed to be delayed for a moment, and then it hit her overwhelmingly.
It wasn't until the pain in her heart caused her to convulse that she fell backwards uncontrollably.
The night wind blew over her waist-length green hair, and two tears rolled down from her unblinking eyes.
Yin Feng, who was standing behind her, reached out in time to support her.
"Master, you have the soul-fixing pill, quickly take it to him..."
"It's useless... nothing, it's useless..." Bai Ye's voice was dry, as if someone had strangled his throat.
Langcang's Dantian was completely destroyed by Di Xue's palm, unable to absorb the elixir, the soul-fixing elixir, which was useless...
"Xiaoye, come here! Come here quickly!" Fu Sheng called out urgently.
She raised her eyes and saw Lancang stretched out his hand to her from a distance. Her breathing seemed to be a little tight, her chest was rising and falling violently, but she had lost even the strength to breathe.
All the energy seemed to be concentrated on the arm raised towards her.
His thin lips moved with difficulty, as if he had something to say.
No one noticed that Mulanting's cry was choked in his throat, and they stared at Lancang nervously.
Only she could tell from the shape of his mouth that the first word he wanted to say was "mu!"