Guan Xiaozhao chased the Soul Eater into Yandang Mountain, turning around and turning around, without time to trace his way. It wasn't until Soul Eater opened the unremarkable entrance of the cave that she paused slightly, beckoning her to follow it in with it.
She delved into the cave cautiously. The entrance was narrow but wide inside. The Soul Eater was indeed extremely fast. Guan Xiaozhao only felt the air turned into a violent wind like a knife. After the figure of the Soul Eater, the startled bats were cut through the flesh and blood by the magic trap-as long as they were slow for a moment, they would fall on them.
The cave is a circular karst cave with dripping water, about fifteen feet square, in the middle is a red spring water, Yi Hanzhi is soaking in it. He closed his eyes tightly, as if he had lost consciousness.
Soul Eater rushed to Yi Hanzhi's side, annoyed by his inaction, and circled him over and over again, and then returned to Guan Xiaozhao's pleading gaze.
She followed the little thing's gaze to see Yi Hanzhi who was soaked in the spring water. She didn't know that the spring water was originally red or was Yi Hanzhi's blood. His hair was like ink, half of it fell in the spring water, and the other half was attached to the wet mysterious clothes. His lips were extremely pale, and his complexion was extremely pale, almost as transparent as Kunlun jade.
Even with this downfall, Yi Hanzhi still has a thrilling beauty.
But at this time, the people in the spring seemed to move.
Soul Eater wailed and pulled the corners of his clothes, Yi Hanzhi propped up his upper body with difficulty, and took the Shadow Snow Sword. The heavier his injuries, the darker his eyes-even though the knuckles were white, he still held the scabbard tightly.
"Unexpectedly, even your stuff would dare to come to me." Yi Hanzhi sneered: "If you want revenge, I will accompany you; if you want to revenge, just get out."
He could perceive that Guan Xiaozhao was only the golden core cultivation base, but at this moment, for him who had difficulty even picking up the sword, it didn't matter what the enemy's cultivation base was.
There were 206 bones in Yi Hanzhi's body, and none of them taught him to be soft. The more violent the end, the more arrogant.
Guan Xiaozhao walked out of the gloom and remained silent. She didn't care about Yi Hanzhi's provocation, but the person himself.
She did not know the specific circumstances of the destruction of Handan, nor did she know how the Yi family's children faced the doom and fate of death. Maybe it's like Yi Hanzhi—even when he is dying, he has an unsubvertible pride.
The cold liquid slid down her cheeks, until the corners of her mouth seeped a bitter taste, and she found herself crying.
Yi Hanzhi is not a good person, he is fierce, indifferent, and unreasonable. But in him, there is a clear and profound Yi family spirit. He is the orphan of the Yi family in Handan, whether in flesh and blood or in spirit.
"When I was four years old, you made a big kite for me. It was a black eagle. You took me to fly the kite for two hours in the apricot garden. Then I said I wanted to fly too, so you took me Put it on the kite and use your spiritual power to make the kite fly into the air."
Step by step, she approached Yi Hanzhi.
"My mother saw you and punished you to stand upside down under the biggest apricot tree. You were standing upside down but still shooting apricots with your spiritual power. I picked up a whole bag and said that I would eat with you."
Yi Hanzhi frowned and looked at the young female sister with a strange face, half kneeling by the spring water, the red spring water soaking her clothes.
"But my mother asked the maid to urge me to go to bed. I failed to eat with you, but took away the apricots. The next day you asked me how the apricots tasted, and I said,'It's so sweet, but you didn't eat it. "You still squeeze the palm of my hand and say that I am a little thing with no conscience."
She stretched out her fingers trembling, and gently brushed the wound at the corner of his eye.
The voice became more and more choked and difficult: "But now I want to tell you that the apricots are not delicious at all, they are all bitter... from then to now."
She pointed her chest back: "It has been... It's painful to my heart."
Guan Xiaozhao buried her entire face in Yi Hanzhi's arms, as if she was still the four-year-old Guan Xinyu.
But time can't go back, no one can go back.
The city of Handan was destroyed, and from then on, the Yi family was left with only coveting and cursing—Yi Han knew better than anyone.
The Soul Eater can distinguish souls-that's why it brings Guan Xiaozhao.
His fingers moved slightly, trying to cover the back of the little girl's head, and said with great pride, "Don't cry, I'm here!"
But what is left of Yi Hanzhi now? Except for the hatred, there are scars all over the body. Ayu is different from him—the child he cherished at the beginning should have a better life.
Don't have to bear the life of Handan Yijia.
Under the red water, he clenched his fist, then released it again. The deep and shallow sigh was finally suppressed in his chest.
Yi Hanzhi said coldly: "Even if you are Guan Xinyu, what will happen to you, nine hundred years later, do you want me to cry with you?"
He rolled his face and stared at the hilt in his hand: "Go back to your Hetian faction. Relying on Xiaoyao and Luo Yingzhen, you will never abandon you like the Yi family back then."
"The Yi family didn't abandon me!" Even if he knew that Yi Hanzhi's usual words were awful, Guan Xiaozhao couldn't help but tell the difference: "It's my mother who wants to keep me alive—"
Sudden applause interrupted the ongoing conversation.
A jokingly low voice came from the darkness: "Unexpectedly, it showed me a good show."
The figure of that person walked out from the corner of the cave, slowly and rhythmically, beating the almost frozen atmosphere.
In an instant, Guan Xiaozhao held the Longevity Sword in his hand and stood in front of Yi Han's body. She raised her head to finally see the person's face-
It's Umekasuki!
"Who would have thought that the young disciple of Stele House was Guan Xinyu, the true monarch of Yunfu who fell 80 years ago?"
He spoke unhurriedly, with a strange light in his eyes. His whole person became different from usual, standing in the cave, unexpectedly gave birth to the aura of a superior person out of thin air.
"I made a special trip to kill you in the Liantan Secret Realm, but I didn't get anything." Mei Lixue said slowly and methodically: "It was a pity to see you still alive, it's great to see you alive."
Under Mei Lixue's feet were piles of black shadows, like pouring ink. After the group of dark shadows entangled on the ground for a few moments, they stood up and suddenly restrained Guan Xiaozhao's whole body!
They are like the most tormenting poison on nail felt, and every inch of skin conveys unbearable pain—
The person hiding in Mei Li Xue's body cruelly spit out the second half: "In this way, I can kill you again."
He didn't give birth to the aura of a superior person out of thin air—but he was a superior person!
Guan Xiaozhao intermittently said with difficulty: "You are... Jiuyeluo..."
"In your eyes, I am Mei Lixue." He approached Guan Xiaozhao harshly: "Don't you remember me, Master?"
Yi Hanzhi tried his best to stand up, but immediately a few shadows jumped over and dragged him into the pool, unable to move!
How could she—how could—
How could Guan Xinyu stand in front of Yi Hanzhi
The Soul Eater read the master's emotions and squeaked to scratch Jiu Ye Luo, but was knocked to the ground by the black fire he casually shot.
This made him smile more and more, walked forward step by step, watched Guan Xiaozhao's struggling expression, and stretched out his hand to pinch her neck directly.
He is like a poisonous snake in full control of its prey, with red fire in his black pupils, spreading and painful, burning until Guan Xiaozhao's divine consciousness.
"Angry, despair, no one can save you, everyone betrays you. Right and evil have never been finalized. Who will appear first in darkness and light? Heaven is ruthless, and everything is ruthless, and you can’t stand alone.”
The excessive pain caused Guan Xiaozhao's consciousness to be on the verge of a coma, and his low voice was repeatedly telling it, like a bone-eating insect, a fire with bones, but it is difficult to expel the torment.
Her ears were roaring, and the sea of consciousness was roaring. Until the face and hands were suddenly sprayed with a cool and viscous liquid, accompanied by a sharp shout—
"Xiao Zhao!"
Xiao Chengwan directly smashed Mei Lixue's body out of a big hole, and some of the splashed blood fell on Guan Xiaozhao's body.
At the last moment, Qiyeluo still kept a weird smile, attached to Guan Xiaozhao's ear, hissed: "Goodbye... Master."
His body fell to the ground, and those shadows disappeared. Xiao Chengmo caught Guan Xiaozhao's weak body and input spiritual power anxiously: "Xiao Zhao, don't be afraid-don't be afraid."
The phrase "don't be afraid" is not only for Guan Xiaozhao, but perhaps even for himself.
"Yi Hanzhi, it is a miracle that you are still alive after so many years." The city lord of Baimo who followed immediately picked up Yi Hanzhi from the water, with a low, dark and hoarse voice with inexplicable anger: "If it weren't for me to receive Summoning, are you unwilling to ask me for help even if you die here!"
"When I was born in Yi Han and when I died, it is all my own business." His tone was with the fate of fate. He didn't know whether he was mocking the world or himself: "Others can't control it, don't worry about it."
Although Yi Han's words were full of spikes, it was obvious that the arrival of Xiao Chengmo and Shen Wuchang gave him a lot of peace of mind. The original aura of preparing to confront the enemy has been wiped out, and the Shadow Snow Sword lay on the stone at will, and the whole person slid into the spring water again.
Originally, Yi Hanzhi was tensed and braced. After saying a few words, he almost fell into a coma.
Shen Wuchang was full of anger, but never said a word again. He has known Yi Hanzhi for more than two thousand years, and he has never been better than this old friend. He walked forward directly, took the wet Yi Hanzhi out of the pool, poured out a few 氤氲丹 and unceremoniously stuffed it into his mouth.
Yi Han's breath was weak, unable to resist, his eyes opened a few times, and then closed again.
Until Guan Xiaozhao's breathing became steady, Xiao Chengmo wrapped her in a vest and placed her next to Yi Han. Then he leaned over to turn over Mei Lixue's body.
Shen Wuchang asked: "He is dead?"
"He's already dead." The ghost of the sea demon said like ice: "... has been dead for at least ten years."