After Lu Xuyang discovered that his spiritual power could fly, he began to leap up with all his might.
However, at this time, the suction of the abyss was getting stronger and stronger. Instead of escaping from the clutches of this terrifying hell, Lu Xuyang was dragged down more and more.
"No! I don't want to die!" Lu Xuyang suddenly threw out a piece of golden silk and bound Ouyang Haoxuan tightly.
Ouyang Haoxuan wanted to get rid of Lu Xuyang, but his exhausted body could no longer exert any strength.
"Ka-ka-" It was the sound of the rocks on the cliff about to break.
A ruthless light flashed in Ouyang Haoxuan's eyes, he suddenly reached out and grabbed Hexi's hand that was holding him, and ruthlessly tugged.
"Ouyang Haoxuan—!!!"
"No!! You can't let go, I don't want to die!!"
He Xi's eyes widened, and the blood in his body became cold little by little.
She could only helplessly, watching Ouyang Haoxuan fall down while grabbing Lu Xuyang who was screaming desperately, falling into the vortex that seemed to have a bloody mouth wide open, watching him being swallowed by lava.
Ouyang Haoxuan didn't even leave a word, only a faint, indifferent smile. Just as he was already dead and hopeless, only Xi Yue's warm and radiant life remained.
He Xi opened his mouth, but felt that his voice and breath were frozen.
"Ka-ka-" The sound that seemed to urge death came again.
Huge boulders kept falling from the top of the cliff, and Ziming Youluo desperately wanted to grab something to resist the suction of the vortex.
However, what greeted us was only the mountain wall that kept collapsing, and the figure of Hexi that was getting closer and closer to the vortex.
In the vortex, the curling heat waves of the sea of lava churned up, as if he could already feel the hot breath.
All the leaves of Ziming Youluo kept shaking, desperately climbing up, but finally couldn't hold it up, and fell down.
When he was in mid-air, what surged up in Hexi's heart was not fear, but a sense of relief that was more sorrowful than heartless.
This way... It's okay, she doesn't have to live alone, and she can go to another world with everyone, that's okay!
"Xi'er!"
The falling trend stopped suddenly, Ziming Youluo was grabbed by a strong force, and Hexi's figure was also suspended in the air.
A familiar and hoarse voice came from my ear, full of urgency, distress and affection.
Hexi slowly raised her head, a familiar figure and face came into her eyes.
It was Nangong Yu, wearing a bright red wedding dress, but Nangong Yu was in a mess.
His face was pale, his body was covered with wounds, and the corners of his mouth were still stained with blood, but he finally rushed to his side.
In this nightmarish night, she went from one step of heaven to one step of hell, and almost lost everything.
But after all, there is still him, the man she loves so much, and the husband she decided to join hands with for the rest of her life.
"Nangong Yu—" Hexi let out a low cry like the wailing of a young animal, the tears that she thought had dried up long ago poured down in a rush, as if she wanted to express all her grievances, all her sorrows and hatred.
Panting heavily, Nangong Yu kept wrapping around the purple vines with one hand, while holding the Dragon Sealing Sword in the other, he flew down towards Hexi quickly.
The sea of lava like red lotus hell, the vortex that devours people, and the huge suction, all of these seem to be useless to him.
His heart and eyes are full of the bride he finally found.
He was almost, just a little bit closer to losing his beloved.
Nangong Yu's eyes were full of tenderness, and his eyes were shining with a terrible red light.