On the distant battlefield, Su Junyin, dressed in blue and black clothes, stood, with him as the center of the circle, surrounded by a group of people in white clothes tens of meters away.
The people in white clothes who had fallen to the ground all around, the remaining people looked at him with deep vigilance and jealousy in their eyes.
This person is very strong, unexpectedly strong.
This is no longer the power that a demigod can have, and this power is infinitely close to the real god.
Su Junyin, who was guarded by the gods, was uncomfortable. His hands under his wide sleeves trembled slightly, and his strength was exhausted. Now he is just the end of the force.
Standing indifferently, his silver-white hair was blown by the wind, his eyes were slightly cold.
Pursing his thin lips, a certain decisive light finally flashed in his eyes.
"If you get rid of your chores, she will be less stressed, right?"
"Hehe... I really don't want to be reconciled!"
"Even if I held my heart in front of her, she still dismissed it."
"Forget it... It doesn't matter... Haha..."
He laughed somewhat self-deprecatingly, and a gentle light appeared on his body.
He radiated all the purest power in his body, and dots of silver-white light gradually separated from him...
"What is he doing?"
A man in white asked.
"I have a bad feeling."
Said another person in white.
Although Su Junyin was obviously about to be unable to support it, it was not joy that rose in their hearts, but a sense of crisis.
"Huh! A person who is about to run out of strength, no matter what, is just a dying struggle! Let's go, we have not completed the command of the creation god, who can afford the anger of that lord?"
An older person suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and said to the others, Fang Luo himself took the lead in rushing towards the direction where Su Jun Yin was.
The other people's heart suddenly burst, and they all rushed up.
Indeed, they would rather die than daring to disobey the adult.
God's power, even 10,000 demigods are not opponents. To that adult, they are just like ants.
Seeing them rushing over, a weird smile appeared on the corner of Su Junyin's mouth.
A trace of terror flashed across everyone's hearts. In the next instant, the white light burst out suddenly, and wherever the white light touched, all their souls were destroyed.
"Yin! Don't!"
A white shadow came quickly, snow-white Huashang, with a beautiful face, a touch of anxiety between her eyebrows.
Hearing Mu Xixue's shout, Su Junyin smiled softly at her. Fenghua is nothing but that.
"Xixue..."
He moved his lips, and there was a tinge of shame in his eyes.
Sorry…
Xixue, I can't forget Yan'er after all, and that afternoon, sitting on the branches of the peach blossom tree, wearing a red dress, smiling proudly.
She said, your hair is very beautiful, I like you, you have to like me, you can only like me.
I don't know why, he nodded in a daze, and replied with a good voice.
I will only like you in this life and I will only put you on the cusp of my heart.
When we met again, she leaned against Su's arms, her eyes filled with his reflection.
Yan'er, why do you want to break your promise
I will guard you in my heart, why do you forget me when you turn around
Yan Er... Yan Er... Yan Er...
He closed his eyes, and his mind was full of the girl in the red dress.
Lingering, lingering.
His only obsession in this life is Mo Qingyan. I can't ask, I hate to leave, and hurt each other again.
When the white light receded, Mu Xixue happened to arrive.
Seeing that she fell on the ground, her expression was calm, her right hand was placed on her chest, and she was holding a piece of phoenix jade pendant Su Junyin tightly, she almost collapsed.
He still chanted Mo Qingyan to death!
Mu Xixue paused on the spot for a few seconds, and then rushed over, touching his loss of life face with her hand, she turned all over, and tears flowed down her pale cheeks.
"Yin..."
Her voice trembled a little, her fingertips touched his still warm face, still not daring to accept the fact that he had left.
In order to die with the demigods, he used the method of soul explosion, unless it is a god, no one can resurrect him.
"Why... refuse to look back?"
She looked at him and asked idiotically.
No one can answer her, just as she can't answer herself.
In the calm night, a soft sigh sounded...
She waved Su Junyin's body into her own space, sacrificed a flying sword and stepped on it as she walked towards Mo Qingyan.