The sword in Sumo's hand was shining with cold light, and it pierced straight toward the long chest.
Although the Dao Master knew Su Mo's movements, he couldn't dodge because of the critical juncture of the technique, so he could only take his sword abruptly.
It's just that when the sword in Sumo's hand pierced his body, it was also the time when the monster was annihilated!
"No!" When the sword in Sumo's hand moved towards the long thorn, I noticed Sijun's movements on the side.
But even though I wanted to stop it, when the cold light fell, I only saw the blood mist sprayed in the air afterwards.
The sword in Su Mo's hand did not pierce the Taoist master who did that. But... cold, stuck on Si Jun's chest.
"Jun'er!" Looking at the cold sword in his hand, what he pierced was the chest of the person he loves most.
Su Mo's face showed a trace of astonishment, and even though there was a thousand hatred in his heart, it immediately disappeared at this time.
He exclaimed, let go of the cold silver sword, and embraced the fallen man with both hands.
Red blood kept spilling from her chest.
Sumo's eyes were red, and his body tremblingly hugged her.
His body, along with her fallen body, squatted weakly on the ground.
The Taoist leader was hit by Sijun so much, although she saved his life, but she also broke the law unintentionally.
The suspended mahogany sword and blood beads fell to the ground instantly.
He was also bounced off by his own spiritual power because of the rebound of mana.
Although he saved his life, if he wanted to deal with Su Mo again at this time, he was still helpless.
"Sijun!" Seeing that Sijun was hurt by Sumo. Zheng Er immediately flushed his eyes and rushed towards Sumo.
Su Mo squatted on the ground holding Si Jun, Zheng Er was not even touched all over him, he was immediately bounced off by a circle of invisible force.
The body was thrown down and the wooden stick in his hand was also shattered.
The moment Zheng Er fell to the ground, he struggled unwillingly, and finally closed his eyes and fainted like that.
"Jun'er..." Sumo gritted his teeth and looked down at the woman lying in his arms.
The blood in her chest trickled out, and he tried to use magic tricks to stop her bleeding several times, but he was not the spiritual power of the healing system. After a while, the wound on the chest will open again.
He didn't dare to shake her, so he hugged her tightly, and kept chanting her name.
Sijun's mouth was also trickling with crimson blood flowing out, but the corners of her mouth were slightly tilted upwards. The eyes were fixed on Sumo with a painful face in front of him, and the smile on his face was very faint.
She raised her hand slightly, holding Sumo's face lightly. Before the hand touched his face, a drop of warm tears suddenly fell gently on the palm of her hand.
Her hands trembled slightly, and a trace of distress flashed in her gradually dimmed eyes.
"Bao's temples are loosened, and the makeup is lightly finished." She muttered, her outstretched hand hung in the air.
"The green smoke and green mist cover is light, and the flying silk is indeterminate." A little bit of distance away, her hand gently swept across Sumo's cheek.
Sumo tilted her head slightly, trying to bury her face in her hands.
Sijun continued to read: "Seeing the truth is like not seeing, how passionate is like ruthless..."
The fingers touched Sumo's cheek lightly, and the messy black hair behind his ears.
"After the song is gone, the wine is first awake, the courtyard... Yuexue... People... Quiet..." After chanting the last word, Sijun's eyes slowly closed, and his hands raised forward, like a broken kite, fell down instantly. .
Sumo reached out to catch her hand, but at that moment, her hand missed his palm.
"Sulang..." At the moment when her eyes closed, her mouth still yelled at him for the last time.
"Jun'er!" Watching her close her eyes in his arms. No matter how hard it was to suppress the grief in his heart, Su Mo raised his head and gave a long scream.
Suddenly a strange wind blew around, and I, who was pulled by the green hills and hid beside me, immediately made me unable to open my eyes.
I only heard the Taoist exclaiming: "No! Hurry up..."
Except for the sound of the wind, no one could hear anything else! .
"Yu'er!" The green hill behind me took my hand and dragged me to the direction of the forest.
He ran very hard, blocking the hurricane blowing in front of him, and carefully guarding me behind him.
"Yu'er, go!" I only heard Qing Shan's words calling out with all his strength. But when it fell into my ears, only a little muffled sound remained.
I followed him closely, my body blowing backwards uncontrollably. If it weren't for the green hills, I'm afraid I would have been blown in by the hurricane long ago.
"Yu'er! Close your eyes... Don't think about anything, follow me." Qing Shan's words rang in my ears again, but this time it was much clearer than before.
Without thinking about it, I immediately closed my eyes and let Qingshan drag me forward.
After following him for a while, I suddenly felt that the strong suction power around us gradually became smaller as we moved away.
The dark woods were gradually replaced by a white light.
Qing Shan suddenly stopped. I thought I was out of danger, and when I was about to open my eyes, I was covered by a hand.
"Don't open your eyes! Yuer! At least...not for now..." Qingshan's faint voice came from his ears.
The voice was faint, with a trace of nostalgia.
Listening to his voice, my chest suddenly burst. I always felt that something had been posted before I knew it.
"Yeah!" I nodded and bit my lip silently, with a slight sourness in my heart.
There was a sound of sliding clothes in my ears. The next moment, I was embraced by Qingshan.
My heart shook, I almost opened my eyes in shock. But thinking of what Qing Shan said just now, I squeezed my hand, and kept my eyes closed.
"Why, what's wrong?" Today's Qingshan is so bold as to be a little bewildered.
As soon as the voice fell, my lips suddenly softened, and the warm touch made my face flushed.
"You—" I staggered and tried to push back. Qing Shan seemed to have guessed my behavior, his left hand was wrapped around my waist, and my right hand was gently covering my eyes.
"There is no regret in this life... Yuer! My wife..." Qing Shan pressed her lips close to my ear. The warm breath from his air sprinkled on my ears, causing it to itch in my ears.
I couldn't help shrinking my neck, trying to laugh, but tears suddenly flowed from my eyes unsuspectingly.
"Qingshan..." I called him, only to find that my throat was choking badly.
Aoyama, who was about to retreat, suddenly shook. He took a deep breath, turned around and stuffed my face into his chest.
"If it's the next time..." He smiled, but it made me feel very uncomfortable.
"Don't run away capriciously anymore!" After saying this, Qing Shan suddenly let go of my hand, turned and walked towards a place I didn't know.
I trembled all over, and opened my eyes sharply to hold him.