And what this flame demon said was the white-robed guest who attacked Shiluo Village, killed his mother, and snatched Youyun.
Suddenly, Jie Lan only felt that the clouds and rain were turning over and the waves hitting the shore, everything in front of her was like changing stars flashing and negligently disappearing. She watched the battle in the bloody battle, her eyes were covered with blood, and the red piece was like a sea of blood. , Those are the blood of the mother who died tragically, as well as the hideous faces of the villagers after their death. Jielan could hardly believe what she saw, nor could she believe that the white-robed guest was Qingzhan. Qingzhan was the murderer who killed her mother and the planner behind the murder of the villagers. But the facts are right in front of her, how can she not go? Believe, how can I prevent myself from believing.
Cheng Feng saw that Qing Meng had hurt Qing Meng, and knew that if he didn't stop her, he and his subordinates would be really rude to her. Cheng Feng hurried to Qing Meng's side, regardless of whether she would be hurt. When she reached herself, the Yanlin Sword slammed vigorously and set it down towards her Demon Slashing Sword. Qing Meng saw that someone was stopping her, and became more fierce. He swung the Demon Slashing Sword and pierced the opponent's chest. Cheng Feng gave in and said. : "Do you really hate me so much that you want to kill me? That's okay, anyway, you killed me once a hundred years ago, and you killed me once two months ago. Why don't you kill me again today?"
Hearing this sentence, the lost Qing Meng suddenly stopped the sword in his hand, and the sword's edge was at Chengfeng's throat, and he pierced in only a few minutes. On the other end, the blue and hollow eyes began to glow, tears fell from the eye sockets like drops of water, her sword hand trembled, struggling hard in illusion and reality, Cheng Feng saw Qingmeng, who was in pain while fighting with the illusion, knew that what she needed most was his comfort at this time. He carefully stretched out his hand to hold Qingmeng's sword-holding hand, although it was very risky to do so, because As long as the opponent gets into trouble, he may be killed immediately, but Chengfeng is not afraid, even if he is dead, he does not want Qing Meng to walk into the demons and be unable to come out.
Jielan looked at Chengfeng and Qingmeng, her already torn heart was torn apart once again, and the bleeding pain spread from her heart, touching her whole body, and finally the pain was piercing.
Chengfeng finally touched Qingmeng's hand, and Qingmeng did not resist. The moment he held her hand, Chengfeng suddenly pulled the painful and struggling Qingmeng into his embrace, bidding farewell to the hundred years of temperature from the other party. Passed back to each other's bodies, the happy and short years of the past flashed in front of her eyes one by one, Qingmeng's swaying heart gradually calmed down, and she gradually walked out of the phantom in the realm of her own demons, her empty and godless The color of her eyes has also changed, and what is reflected in her eyes is also the familiar and longing outline of Chengfeng. She took the Demon Slashing Sword, and stretched out her hands to touch Chengfeng’s cheeks, and the time seemed to stop at the moment when the two first met a hundred years ago. At that time, Qingmeng was riding on the blue bird, flying like a fairy. Smart and beautiful, like a pearl of night in the lake, blooming with dazzling colors, and Chengfeng riding on the wooden boat, heroic and majestic, his eyes are like the stars of the Big Dipper, attracting and guiding the eyes of the world, making that proud The goddess who doesn't eat the fireworks in the world was moved when she saw it.