Yan Ruoyao did not flinch, she bit her red lips and said, "I just want your life -"
She just hated her, with endless hatred. Even though Su Qingxie told her never to hurt her life, she still wanted to kill her.
Moreover, he still wanted to kill her even more.
Why would the man she had loved for such a long time let her go so easily
In her eyes, Su Qingxie had never behaved like this before. This was the first time...
In the midst of lightning and flint, Luo Qingchen held the Star Sword with her backhand, and immense power poured into her body layer by layer.
"Qingchen—" Li Jinfeng stood at the red and white boundary and shouted: "Come up quickly!"
The next second, Luo Qingchen waved the Star Sword, and the huge sword energy raised the red lotus karma fire on the ground. The hot fire bounced everything around half a meter away.
She stepped forward quickly, grabbed a vine and climbed up without any hesitation.
She asked herself that she was not a saint, why would she sacrifice her life when she had the chance to escape!
Yan Ruoyao reacted instantly, with a burst of fire in her hands, she activated the red lotus karma fire and roared: "In this case, none of you should leave!"
After saying that, the red lotus karma fire underneath instantly burst into flames and began to spread upward inch by inch along the bottom of the vine.
She frowned and struggled to climb up.
"Wha—" Dozens of flames were seen flying towards her direction.
With heat and boiling heat, with the smell of death.
Her clear eyes reflected a sea of fire. She looked up and took a look at the distance between herself and them.
That's too late…
"Then-" Luo Qingchen threw the Star Sword in his hand towards Li Jinfeng and said, "You guys go-"
"Crack-" As soon as the words fell, the fire rushed straight up and the rattan broke instantly, and the hot feeling in the hand was like a fire.
The next second, she closed her eyes. The vines burned out, and I felt that my body had lost all its fulcrum.
But just when she was about to fall into the cave of the endless abyss—
A slightly cold hand held her firmly. His fingertips were still oozing with bright red blood, but he seemed to have used all his strength to hold her arm.
"Mo Baici—" Luo Qingchen nodded slightly and looked at Mo Baici in disbelief.
I saw that he had slipped off Li Jinfeng's back, and his other hand firmly grasped the sharp edge of the Star Sword.
The handle of the sword was held by Li Jinfeng, and just like that, the three of them were half-hanging in the air like stairs.
"Don't let go..." He opened his eyes slightly, a pair of star-like eyes shining with a faint light. I saw his thin lips and light teeth, making a very light sound, which was still cool and pleasant.
"Let go—" She felt a trace of blood flowing down her arm very quickly.
She felt a pain in her heart like a knife. She looked at his pale face, as if it would disappear in the next second...
"She just wants me to die..." She closed her eyes and tried to calm her tone.
"Do you really... ahem..." He sighed softly: "Do you want me to let you go?"
Luo Qingchen was startled, looking at his slightly frowning eyebrows, thinking that he was finally going to change his mind and let go of her hand.
After all, he is the only destiny master in Tianchui Continent.
After all, his life is related to the entire Xuankongju and everyone in the world.
After all, he couldn't waste his chance of escape by saving a little Sakura Demon.
The next second, she nodded desperately and let her tears fall, as if saying goodbye to him.
"Okay -" He nodded, looked at her tearful eyes, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'll accompany you -"
After saying that, he let go of the hand holding the blade of the Star Sword, followed the force of the fall, and gently hugged her into his arms.
He just held her in his arms and fell into the endless abyss.
When she fell, three pieces of rice paper with elegant handwriting fell from her arms, with one word written on each piece of paper.
They are -
I
like
you
…
Ding—the favorability is increased by ten, and the task completion rate is 90%. (To be continued)