The anger in his heart had reached its peak, but tenderness and pity occupied every inch of his thoughts.
Those who hurt Xi'er and made Xi'er cry, he will never let go, and he will definitely make them pay a painful price.
From now on, he will take good care of the girl in front of him, and one day, he will be able to get her out of the pain, and one day, he will make her smile bloom again.
Thinking of this, Nangong Yu flew towards Hexi faster and faster.
Seeing it, his hand could touch the girl's little hand that was already scarred and covered with blood.
Suddenly, a "click" sound came from the lower end of the purple vine that Nangong Yu was holding.
Hexi's eyes widened suddenly, deep in her consciousness, she felt the pain and fear transmitted by Ziming Youluo.
It was as if an invisible force tore the vine hanging in the air into two halves.
"Nangong Yu!" Hexi yelled hoarsely.
The body fell downwards at an extremely fast speed, non-stop, non-stop falling.
"Xi'er—!!!"
Nangong Yu's eyes instantly turned red, and dark black spiritual power gushed out like desperately, filling the world.
His speed was getting faster and faster, faster than the speed of sound, so fast that the air seemed to be torn out a crack.
The hands of the two were getting closer and closer, and Nangong Yu had already felt the icy temperature of Hexi's fingertips.
"Xi'er, catch me!!"
The next moment, in the huge vortex, a tongue of flame turned into a burning dragon, swept Hexi, and dragged her down the abyss.
The two hands, at the moment of touching, were pulled away little by little, obviously only one step away, but it was the distance between Bi Luo and Huang Quan.
With a fiery breath coming from her body, He Xi realized that it was the first time that death was so close to her, so close that she no longer had the ability to resist, so close that the call of the god of death was right in her ears.
Crystal tears slid down her cheeks, and Hexi suddenly raised her brows and revealed a bright smile, "Yu, I love you!"
Nangong Yu, I love you. In this life, I can meet and meet you, and promise to be with you for the rest of my life. I have no complaints or regrets!
Under the night sky, the moon is beautiful, the stars are shining, and the blazing fire is wiped out by the evening wind.
But all of this is nothing compared to the black-haired red-clothed girl who burst into tears and smiled all over the city.
The tongue of flame sprang up in a flash, flying even higher, instantly engulfing the girl's frail figure and being sucked into the sea of lava.
"No--!!!!!"
The heart-piercing roar, carrying the pain and despair of destroying everything, resounded through the valley.
Nangong Yu rushed down like crazy, he didn't care about the vortex that swallowed people down there, he didn't care about the scorching magma, he just wanted to keep the falling girl and catch the only love of his life.
However, when Nangong Yu's body was almost close to the vortex, the air suddenly fluctuated.
The vortex closed in an instant, and the sea of lava disappeared, leaving only afterimages floating like fog in the air.
"Xi Yue! Xi Yue!!"
One after another screamed, like the cuckoo's weeping blood, with a hoarse cry like a prayer, resounding from the bottomless abyss under Cangshan Mountain.
Nangong Yu kept searching at the bottom of the cliff like crazy, but no, no! There is no sea of lava anywhere, no trace of Xi Yue anywhere.
At this moment, a crackling sound suddenly came from his mind.