Halfway through, Zhao Zhiping suddenly saw a dozen powerful fire souls flying behind them, and he was about to catch up with him and Mingxin.
"Hey, forget it... don't worry about it..."
"What? You even want me..." Mingxin was aware of multiple motives in an instant, and only felt that he had fallen into an abyss of endless disappointment, no different from death.
"Sister sister, didn't you say that you would die for me? Now, it's time for you to fulfill your promise. Senior brother will definitely live on your part together, be good!"
Puff!
A sharp sword pierced Mingxin's chest in this way.
Zhao Zhiping, who killed a thousand swords, was afraid that Mingxin would not be obedient to attract Fire Soul, so he hit her hard first, and then threw it hard and threw it at the group of rushing fire demon.
Ouch!
The ruthless devil instantly surrounded Mingxin's body, and the terrifying claws and flames directly tore Mingxin's clothes and began to devour her beautiful body.
It was an indescribable pain, but no matter how painful it was, it couldn't be as miserable as Mingxin's heart at this moment.
Betrayed by the person you love the most.
Be pierced by a sword by your favorite person!
Use your favorite person as a bait after the break, and feed the demons!
God, is there any more miserable experience in this world
Heaven and earth, why do you want to be so clear to me? What did I do wrong...
Woo woo.
At the moment before dying, Mingxin didn't let out a scream.
She didn't seem to feel the pain anymore, only endless tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, and she was instantly evaporated to dryness by the terrifying heat.
Mingxin's body was instantly torn and burned like all the same doors below.
But an extremely powerful resentment was born at the last moment!
Zhao Zhiping!
I hate you!
I hate all of you men!
I hate this world, I hate this common people!
Zhao Zhiping, wait, I know that as long as there is a trace of immortality, I will definitely come back to seek revenge from you, chew you piece by piece, and eat it cleanly!
Mingxin's grievances persisted, and that terrible hatred carried through the world.
At this moment, a magical force that seemed to be deeply buried under the earth felt the monstrous resentment of Mingxin at the moment, emitting a powerful flame, and instantly sucking Mingxin into the endless magma depth.
Since then, there has been one less Tianmingzong disciple Mingxin, and one more fire soul without delusional thoughts of fire.
This story happened a thousand years ago.
But when Lin Yang silently read this tragic story as a bystander, there was still an uncontrollable wave in his heart.
Is there such a cruel and sad story behind this demon...
No wonder she has such a cruel temperament.
No wonder she doesn't believe anyone in this world, and even takes pleasure in playing with other people's feelings.
No wonder she resists herself so much, no, it should be said that she resists not herself, but all human emotions.
Mingxin is like a wounded little hedgehog, wrapping herself heavily under a thorny coat, preferring to be an indulgent demon, preferring to be a man-eating demon, rather than believing in the beauty of the world. The true feelings among human beings.
Lin Yang took a deep breath.
If there is one person in this world who can understand the pain of the heart, it is only Lin Yang.
It was also betrayed by the most trusted person, and also killed by the most trusted person. Regarding the pain of betrayal, Lin Yang did not work hard and was immersed in the abyss of hatred.
But this is what makes him different.
Perhaps it was the memory of Emperor Lihuo that made Lin Yang's will surpass the mortal too much, perhaps it was Lin Yang's strength and bravery that prevented him from becoming a puppet of hatred and betrayal.
In the face of past injuries, Lin Yang's choice is to face directly, turn hatred into motivation, and urge himself to continue to work hard to slash the enemy.
Lin Yang is the same Lin Yang.
He may become cold, but he still pursues the right way in his heart.
He may hide his kindness, but he will always have a sincere heart for any relatives and friends.
He still believes in justice, believes in heaven, and believes that he can control the power of hatred and control his own destiny.
But Mingxin hides himself by changing, thinking that it can become stronger and no longer hurt, but he does not know that this is just an illusory disguise for self-deception.
When the unforgettable memory of the past reappeared, the Mingxin at this moment inevitably fell into the demons in an instant.
The enmity and murderous intent accumulated over the millennia are emerging like a volcano.
A peerless female demon that is far more terrifying than seeing the Soul Slaughter Sword Soul just now, is about to descend on the world.
"How? Does it look good?"
At this moment, Lin Yang's ears suddenly rang Mingxin's voice.
Lin Yang looked back and saw that Mingxin, who had just closed his eyes, opened his eyes, but the turquoise eyes were already glowing red at this moment, and the devilish killing intent had already occupied her fragile mind.
At this moment, returning to the illusion of the year, Lin Yang instantly thought of the last chance to save Mingxin--that is, Zhao Zhiping, who was running away in the sky!
This slut has been dead for many years, but now it is the last key to clearly control his own demon.
Once the demonized Mingxin killed this bitch, the killing intent in his heart was completely overwhelmed, and he could no longer be restrained, and would forever become a killing sword spirit in the Slaughter Immortal Sword.
At that time, even if Lin Yang passes the soul mark, he will not be able to completely eliminate the sword spirit body protected by the Slaughter Immortal Sword. This sword and Mingxin will always become the blood spirit of the magic sword, sooner or later, they will be born.
And now the only hope is to let Mingxin see through the illusions around him, control the murderous intent in his heart, and wake up from the magic barrier.
But this requires Mingxin to truly break through his past resentment demon and find himself again. It is easy to talk about, but it is difficult to do it.
Lin Yang only felt that the demon spirit around Mingxin was getting heavier and heavier, and the strength was beyond imagination. Now it is a problem for Lin Yang to protect himself, let alone prevent the other party's final demonization.
It’s still important to escape...
"I ask you, Lin Yang, is my story good?"
The demonized Mingxin no longer had the playful appearance of anger with Lin Yang before. The whole person was as cold as ice, and the killing intent all over made the pores chill.
"It's not pretty."
Lin Yang smiled bitterly and shook his head, thinking quickly whether he should make the last effort.
"Hehe, no one thinks this kind of story is good, right?" Mingxin smiled coldly, like a devil: "But the next thing will be even more ugly, but you must keep your eyes open. Show me... see how I tortured that bitch!"
Whoosh!
In Mingxin's words, every word is like an iceberg. Before finishing speaking, his figure has rushed to the black spot in the air.
Zhao Zhiping, who thought he had escaped and ascended to heaven, could not even think that he was about to face the most terrifying and brutal vengeful gorefiend in the world!
"It's... troublesome..."
Lin Yang watched Mingxin approach Zhao Zhiping quickly, with only a wry smile on his face.
He could have escaped from Slaughter Immortal Sword right now and gave up everything here, even though he would lose Wuwangnianhuo because of this, and even leave Qingyunzong with endless troubles, but he could still live after all.
But somehow.
There was a force in his heart that locked his feet tightly and prevented him from leaving.
This is an extremely complicated feeling.
Are there some who can't bear to abandon the fire of no delusion? Is there a bit of responsibility for Qingyunzong
Have a little sympathy for Mingxin's desolate life experience? Still have some sighs about their destiny
These things cannot be explained, they can only be combined into one sentence--
There are some things that men have to do, right
"Really... It costs your grandma's legs!"
Lin Yang shook his head and burst out Huo'er's favorite foul language, but his figure flew out like a streamer and lightning, pointing out the direction where his heart and Zhao Zhiping were.
Grandma's!
The fire spirit that belongs to me, Lin Yang, won't become any other goddamn sword spirit!
Don't think about it!
Zhao Zhiping in the illusion finally got rid of the entanglement of the fire soul behind him, and was flying fast, and at the same time, he had begun to fabricate a lie in his mind about how to explain to the teacher.
But at this moment, a cold figure appeared horizontally in front of him as if it appeared out of thin air.
Zhao Zhiping slammed the brakes and almost ran into it.
"Who is blocking my way and looking for death?" He was fierce, but before he said the whole person, he was shocked like an electric shock: "Ming, Mingxin? Why are you..."
"Why didn't I die?" At this moment, Mingxin's eyes were full of spiteful red light, and his mind was occupied by endless murderous intent. Every smile seemed to be a witch rebirth.
She sneered: "Are you disappointed?"
Zhao Zhiping said in surprise: "No, it's impossible!"
There have been countless possibilities in his heart, and at the same time, somehow, the bright heart in front of him gave him an inexplicable fear, and it seemed that it was not the silly white sweet girl before.
But Zhao Zhiping is a hopeless slut after all, he didn't think much, just wanted to cover up all his evil deeds.
Facing Mingxin, he moved murderously again: "Hey, no matter what, Junior Sister, it is impossible for Senior Brother to let you leave here alive today, so please go down and accompany them obediently!"
boom!
Zhao Zhiping used a killer move against Mingxin.
Unfortunately, this time he was truly tragedy...
Ouch!
Zhao Zhiping's inhuman screams sounded directly in the sky.
Without knowing how Mingxin moved his hand, Zhao Zhiping's two arms had already been torn off alive and held by Mingxin.
The scarlet blood splashed Mingxin's face, but it made her look hideous and terrifying at the moment.
"En? Brother, are you still going to kill me... Haha, okay, you come to kill!"
The red light flashed in Mingxin's eyes, and two sharp red wind blades whizzed out, directly cutting off Zhao Zhiping's two thighs, turning the goods into a stick directly.
"Oh... Help!"
How could Zhao Zhiping endure this kind of torture? He screamed like a pig on the spot, tears and nose fell one after another, and the lower body was filled with excrement, urine and blood, so miserable.
But Mingxin extremely enjoyed this process, her eyes were filled with excitement and satisfaction, and at the same time the red bloody killing intent became more intense, and she grinned and said: "This is just the beginning, my favorite brother, the sister must personally The meat on your body is cut off piece by piece and fed to you. It’s my junior’s fault to make you die a minute earlier, okay? Hahaha!"