"Junior Master, what are you doing? Let me go!" Luo Jinxiao struggled in the barrier, but the golden spiritual power was like a solid mucous membrane. Not only was he unable to break free, it even blocked out the sounds from the outside world.
She was extremely anxious, but her spiritual power was limited. Even with the magic sword, she couldn't break the barrier set up by Qu Weiyin.
It's like suddenly losing your hearing. You can only see the flickering lights and shadows around you, but the sounds are very vague.
Qu Chengzhou became more and more violent, and every move he made was deadly. Qu Weiyin was obviously no match for him and was already retreating step by step. At this time, several people rushed up from all directions and stood beside Qu Weiyin. They should be the leaders of other sects.
Luo Jinxiao could only see the Baiyue Sect's leader clearly, and didn't recognize the rest.
The veins on Qu Chengzhou's face became more and more bulging. He suddenly leaped into the air, and the black energy turned into a huge knife, slashing down vertically. At this time, the sky changed, and a huge wind was drawn from the sky, which swirled and knocked several people on the opposite side back, including Qu Weiyin.
"Master Qu, he is too strong. You have been holding on for such a long time and are now exhausted. Why don't you leave and take a rest first?" Amidst the storm and murderous aura, the leader of the Baiyue Sect shouted in a hoarse voice.
Qu Weiyin said nothing, but just shook her head slightly. She stood still, muttering something.
A wisp of black air gradually spread from her body, interweaving with the fire and lightning.
Qu Chengzhou was not idle either. He roared three times, and several people or demons jumped out from behind him, all wrapped in a ball of black air, separating the crowd. Some of the people who came forward to help were not very skilled and were defeated in a short while, while others were swallowed by the demonic energy and fell to their knees one after another.
Luo Jinxiao watched helplessly, her heart feeling as if it was burning. She continued to beat and tear at the barrier, but it was no use. Only her own voice echoed around her.
At this moment, she was almost crazy, wishing she had stronger skills. The feeling of powerlessness was like a deep pool, trapping her in it.
"Junior Master..." Her roar gradually turned into a mutter, and the place in her mouth that she had just bit seemed to be oozing blood, which was fishy and sweet, and so irritating that she wanted to retch.
The demonic energy on Qu Weiyin's body became stronger and stronger. When she raised her eyes again, her pupils were already red, her lips were as red as blood, and the hem of her skirt was lifted up in layers, like a hibiscus flower blooming in the wind.
Luo Jinxiao suddenly recalled her past life. The last time she saw Qu Weiyin, he was in this attitude, carefree and looking down on the world.
Qu Weiyin suddenly turned around and met her gaze. The corners of her mouth curled slightly and she said something. Luo Jinxiao didn't hear it clearly.
Everything in the outside world seemed to have slowed down. When Qu Weiyin looked back again, the transparent barrier in front of Luo Jinxiao suddenly turned golden, and she could not see anything.
Fear surrounded her whole body, as if she was drowning. She screamed until her throat was gone, and her spiritual power filled the narrow barrier. However, she was unable to break a hole until she was exhausted.
After what seemed like a hundred years, a strong wind blew in and the barrier was finally broken, revealing a little light that was so bright that people could not open their eyes.
Luo Jinxiao then waved his hand to chop off Qu Weiyin's spiritual power. She stumbled out and stood there in a daze.
I saw a sword stuck in Qu Chengzhou's chest, with red light emitting from all directions. The originally dark sky was illuminated by the light, turning it all red. He roared silently, and his body exploded from the inside out.
The foul smell filled all directions and was dispersed by the strong wind. Everyone present hurriedly used their energy to resist the wind, as it was so strong that they could not open their eyes.
Luo Jinxiao, however, opened her eyes wide and looked at the man in the air. She stood in mid-air, a look of satisfaction that her wish had finally been fulfilled flashed across her eyes, and then she slowly fell.
"Junior Master!" Luo Jinxiao's voice was hoarse and she could hardly shout out. She ran a few quick steps, jumped into the air, and just hugged Qu Weiyin's shoulders.
Her body had gone limp, the red in her eyes had faded, and the light was gradually disappearing.
Luo Jinxiao suddenly felt a splitting headache. She hugged Qu Weiyin tightly in her arms and fell to the ground with a bang. At the same time, the Crescent Moon and Star Sword also made a clanging sound and hit the ground heavily.
Deafening.
Blood continued to flow out of Qu Weiyin's mouth, flowing into her clothes and melting into the red fabric. Nothing could be seen clearly, but it was very eye-catching.
"Junior Master, don't sleep." Luo Jinxiao said in a hoarse voice. She tried her best to transfer all the spiritual power in her body into Qu Weiyin's body, but it was useless. Qu Weiyin slowly reached out and held her hand.
She was no longer able to speak, but just shook her head gently, tears in her eyes, reflecting the red light of the sky, sparkling and dazzling.
Qu Weiyin let go of her hand, her eyes showing a rare nostalgia, which then turned dim.
Luo Jinxiao's mind went blank. She could hardly believe that this was real and not a dream. Qu Weiyin had been talking to her just now, so why was it that now...
Qu Weiyin is the Demon Lord, how could she really die
Before she knew it, Qu Weiyin's face was covered with tears, all of which were dripping from Luo Jinxiao's eyes. Luo Jinxiao touched his face woodenly, his hand wet.
It seemed that someone came to pull her, but she slapped him away.
"Luo Jinxiao, wake up!" She heard Lu Fanzhi's crying voice, but she ignored it.
Qu Weiyin's body gradually became colder, from her fingertips to her cheeks, turning pale and bloodless.
This was the first time that Luo Jinxiao felt such a heartache, as if thousands of knives were cutting out the flesh of his heart, and he curled up in pain.
But the crying of people around her also told her that Qu Weiyin was really dead. The Qu Weiyin who had always protected her behind her was dead. The female devil who did not forget to block her sight at the last moment was dead.
She gritted her teeth and used the last bit of her spiritual power to protect her soul and heart, then held the girl's cold body in her arms. When Qu Weiyin was so weak, her arms felt empty when she held her.
"I'm sorry." Luo Jinxiao cried so hard that he was out of breath, and all that was left in front of his eyes was a bloody scene.
Finally, a familiar sigh sounded in her ears, and Elder Liu appeared silently behind her with a sound of blood. Luo Jinxiao only felt a pain in her neck, and then she lost consciousness.
After an unknown amount of time, she opened her eyes again. Everything that had just happened seemed like a dream, but when she touched her face again, it was still wet.
There seemed to be still the scent of Qu Weiyin on her body.
Luo Jinxiao turned over and sat up. She raised her eyes and met Elder Liu's gaze.
"Master." She spoke, her voice still hoarse.
"Have some water." Elder Liu handed over a cup of tea with pity in his eyes.
Luo Jinxiao shook his head weakly, got out of bed and was about to look for Qu Weiyin, but was stopped by Elder Liu.
"Be obedient." Elder Liu frowned and Luo Jinxiao took the teacup and put it to his lips, splashing ripples on the surface of the water.
"You girls love to cry. If you keep crying, you'll go blind." Elder Liu shook his head helplessly. "She and Qu Chengzhou died together."
Luo Jinxiao's hand trembled, and some tea spilled, soaking the hem of her skirt.
She put down the teacup, knelt down in front of Elder Liu, reached out to pull his sleeve, and said with a sob: "Master, is there any way to save her? Anything is fine."
It was her incompetence. If she did that again... Luo Jinxiao wanted to kill herself.
Seeing this, Elder Liu sighed and looked away, then reached out and pulled Luo Jinxiao up: "This is the path she chose herself, no one can save her, don't blame yourself."
But what else could she do if she didn't blame herself? Qu Chengzhou was already dead, and there was no one left to hate.
Powerlessness is more painful than any other emotion.
"Even if you protected her soul, her body is dead and her soul will eventually dissipate. Please accept my condolences." Elder Liu shook his head. Even though he had seen many life and death situations, he couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw his disciple in such a state of disarray.
Luo Jinxiao lowered her head and suddenly rushed out of the door. Lu Fanzhi and Luo Ning were both standing at the door and were knocked to the ground by her.
"Sister, sister!" Luo Ning was crying behind her, but she was completely unaware.
Qu Weiyin's body was parked in Hanyun Pavilion, lying quietly on the bed, as if she was asleep. She was still as beautiful as a fairy, but her lips were bloodless.
Luo Jinxiao stared at her in a daze, walked up to her, touched her cheek, and gently touched her palm.
Something fell from Qu Weiyin's palm. Luo Jinxiao picked it up and found that it was the ugly purse that she had given her. There was something bulging inside.
Qu Weiyin actually kept holding this thing that even she had forgotten about, and never let it go until her death.
Luo Jinxiao held back her tears, reached her hand in, and took out a piece of spiritual jade. If you look closely, you can see shallow cracks on it.
When Luo Jinxiao saw this, she couldn't bear it anymore. She buried her head in Qu Weiyin's palm and cried like a child.
It turns out that she is so important in her heart.
She actually didn't know it all this time.
"Who can save you..." She raised her head and talked to herself while stroking Qu Weiyin's arm, her mind in a mess.
She suddenly remembered something, put the purse back into Qu Weiyin's hand, took one last look at her, stood up and suddenly disappeared.
Nandou Peak is the highest peak within a thousand miles. Halfway up the mountain, all the trees are withered, and the top is covered with snow all year round. It is deserted and uninhabited.
Luo Jinxiao was wearing only a single layer of clothing, but he didn't feel cold at all.
She walked on high ground, slipping from time to time, and her neck was choked by the snow. Originally, the forbidden area was guarded by people, but now that the world was in chaos, this place was open to the public.
But no matter how she looked, there was no one there and no sign of any kind.
Even Luo Jinxiao's sweat froze. She sniffed and suddenly knelt down on the spot, motionless.
The memories of that day were definitely not a dream. The sect leader must not be dead yet. It’s just that this world and this mortal world have nothing to do with her anymore, and she just doesn’t want to come out.
At worst, she would freeze to death here.
The cold wind soon turned people into popsicles. Even Luo Jinxiao's eyebrows were covered with frost. She was trembling, still motionless, as if she had become an ice sculpture.
The ground was covered with silver frost and thousands of miles of ice. It was so quiet that it seemed as if she was the only one left in the world.
She wondered vaguely that if she froze to death, she would be able to go to the underworld and be reborn in the future, and then she would be able to meet Qu Weiyin.
In the vast snowfield, a person appeared at some point. She was tall and thin, with silver-white hair that fell to her waist and was blown up by the cold wind.
She slowly walked in front of Luo Jinxiao, half squatted down, and spoke in an extremely gentle voice, yet with a sense of distance and coldness.
"Kid, what's wrong with you?"
"I would like to ask the Sect Master to save people." Luo Jinxiao supported himself and said through gritted teeth.
The woman was silent for a while, then said, "I won't save anyone."
"I'm willing to exchange anything for it. Anything is fine." A tear slid down the corner of Luo Jinxiao's eye and quickly froze into frost. "Please."
"Is it the one you love?" the woman asked again, her voice ethereal and vague, as if it would dissipate at any time.
Luo Jinxiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."