After Lu Xuyang discovered that his spiritual power could allow him to fly, he began to leap upwards with all his might.
However, at this time, the suction of the abyss was getting stronger and stronger. Not only did Lu Xuyang fail to escape from the horrible clutches of hell, but he was dragged down further and further.
"No! I don't want to die!" Lu Xuyang suddenly threw out a piece of golden silk and tied Ouyang Haoxuan tightly.
Ouyang Haoxuan wanted to get rid of Lu Xuyang, but his exhausted body could not exert any strength.
"Crack-crack-" That is the sound of rocks on the cliff about to break.
A ruthless light flashed in Ouyang Haoxuan's eyes, and he suddenly reached out and grabbed He Xi's hand, pulling it hard.
"Ouyang Haoxuan--!!!"
"No!! You can't let go, I don't want to die!!"
He Xi's eyes widened, and the blood in his body turned colder by a little.
She could only watch helplessly as Ouyang Haoxuan grabbed the screaming Lu Xuyang and fell down, falling into the whirlpool that seemed to have a bloody mouth, and watched him being swallowed by the lava.
Ouyang Haoxuan didn't even leave a single word, only a faint, indifferent smile. It was as if he had already been dead and desperate, with only Xi Yue, a glimmer of warm light, in his life.
He Xi opened his mouth, only to find that his voice and breathing were frozen.
"Click-click-" the life-threatening sound came again.
Huge pieces of rubble kept falling from the top of the cliff, and Zi Ming You Luo tried desperately to grab something to resist the suction of the vortex.
However, what they encountered was only the collapsing mountain walls and Hexi's figure getting closer and closer to the whirlpool.
In the whirlpool, the curling heat waves of the lava sea rolled up, and it seemed that one could already feel the scalding breath.
All the leaves of Ziming Youluo kept shaking and tried hard to climb up, but finally they couldn't hold on and fell down.
When he was in mid-air, what surged in Hexi's heart was not fear, but the relief that there is no greater sorrow than the death of one's heart.
This way... it's good, she doesn't have to live alone, and can go to another world with everyone, that's good!
"Xi'er!"
The falling trend suddenly stopped, Zi Ming You Luo was grabbed by a great force, and He Xi's figure was also suspended in the air.
A familiar, hoarse voice came to my ears, filled with urgency, heartache, and affection.
He Xi slowly raised his head, and a familiar figure and a familiar face came into his eyes.
That was Nangong Yu, who was wearing a bright red wedding dress but looked disheveled.
His face was pale, his body was covered with wounds, and there was blood at the corners of his mouth, but he finally rushed to his side.
In this nightmarish night, she went from one step to heaven to one step to hell and lost almost everything.
But after all, there is still him, the man she loves deeply, and the husband with whom she has decided to spend the rest of her life.
"Nangong Yu—" He Xi let out a low cry like the wail of a young animal, and the tears that she thought had dried up long ago surged down, as if to tell of all her grievances, all her sorrows and hatred.
Nangong Yu was breathing heavily, one hand was entangled in the purple vines, and the other hand was holding the Dragon Sealing Sword, flying quickly down towards Hexi.
The lava sea that was like a red lotus hell, the whirlpool that swallowed people, and the huge suction force, all of this seemed to be completely useless to him.
His heart and eyes were filled with the bride he had found with great difficulty.
He was almost, just a little bit away from losing his beloved.
Nangong Yu's eyes were full of tenderness, and they flashed with a terrifying red light. (To be continued)