Collapse of iron: simulation of being watched, starting from supporting jadeite

The news came very suddenly.

She heard the news that Bai Heng was resurrected as an evil creature.

"Ying Xing and Dan Feng actually resurrected Bai Heng as an evil dragon?"

This news was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, so complicated that it was difficult to sort out the clues.

It was so unbelievable that it was shocking, and it violently impacted Jing Liu's thoughts, as if it was going to turn her rational world upside down.

The news spread very quickly, and most of the Linyuan Realm had been destroyed.

Jing Liu was anxious and immediately rushed to the scene without stopping.

In the distance, she saw the huge evil dragon in the sky constantly tumbling.

Then, is it really Bai Heng?

Bai Heng was really turned into a rich evil creature...

This thought flashed through Jing Liu's mind, and she only felt that the blood rushed to her head suddenly, like a flood that broke through the dam.

After fighting with the evil creature for thousands of years, this was the first time she felt dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning in front of her eyes.

Jing Yuan on the side seemed to be saying something non-stop,

But Jing Liu's heart and eyes were full of the figure of the evil dragon, and she couldn't hear a word of Jing Yuan's words,

As if those words were blocked out by an invisible barrier.

At this moment, the anger in Jing Liu's heart burned like a raging fire.

Jing Liu was rarely affected by anger, but at this moment,

This emotion was extremely strong, like a surging wave in her heart.

She walked closer, although there was still some distance,

But when she saw the figure slowly walking up to the sky, she recognized it at a glance.

That was Bai Ye. Jing Liu's heart instinctively surged with joy,

He was still alive, and Jing seemed to see a ray of light in the darkness.

But why...

Seeing the giant tree that was rising and holding up Bai Ye,

A terrible possibility suddenly flashed through Jing Liu's mind. The news just came too hastily, and the figure of the evil dragon was too conspicuous, "047"

She only heard that Bai Heng was resurrected as an evil creature.

But now, Bai Ye seemed to be...

This thought made Jing Liu feel like being struck by lightning. She felt that the blood rushed to her head like a tide,

The hand holding the sword trembled involuntarily, and the tip of the sword was also trembling slightly,

As if sensing the turbulent waves in the owner's heart.

She immediately quickened her pace, wanting to figure it all out as soon as possible, but her steps were a little staggering, like a person struggling to move forward in a storm.

[Xing: Even through the screen, I can feel Jing Liu's anger. ]

[March 7: At this time, even if it was Ying Xing and Dan Feng, Jing Liu would inevitably want to kill them. ]

[Ji Zi: The best friend was transformed into a monster, and the person he loved the most became the Envoy of the Order of Plenty. If it were someone who couldn't bear it psychologically, I guessAlready collapsed. 】

[Qingque: Even I felt dizzy when I heard the news, not to mention Jingliu. 】

Jingliu quickly arrived at the scene. Her eyes were fixed on Danfeng,

She saw him slowly approaching Baiye. At this moment, Jingliu was filled with grief and indignation,

She was in no mood to figure out what Danfeng wanted to do.

"One time is not enough, do you want to do it again!!"

Jingliu roared in her heart, her anger was like a volcano about to erupt, and the hot magma rolled in her heart.

She was furious! She swung out a sword light, which was so sharp that it was just a little bit away from slashing directly at Danfeng.

"...Don't touch him, you are not worthy."

As soon as the words came out, the extremely cold tone was unexpected even by Jingliu himself.

Her anger had reached its peak, a kind of despair and hatred after being deeply betrayed.

They were once close friends who shared life and death,

But now, Jing Liu had an impulse to kill Ying Xing and Dan Feng on the spot, and that impulse was like a ferocious beast roaring in his heart.

In Linyuan, the current situation was in chaos.

Bai Heng had turned into an evil dragon and fell into a deep sleep, and Bai Ye was suspected to have become the envoy of the abundance order,

Ying Xing and Dan Feng were as pale as paper, while Jing Liu was furious, and that anger seemed to ignite the surrounding air.

Jing Yuan stood quietly aside. This wise man who was good at strategy felt powerless at this time, as if he was in an unsolvable dead end.

At this time, the surrounding environment seemed to be frozen by the tense atmosphere, and the afterglow of the flashing sword light was still looming in the air.

[Qingque: I didn’t expect that Jingyuan didn’t know that Bai Heng was turned into an evil creature and Bai Ye became the Envoy of the Order of Plenty. ]

[Fu Xuan: Sometimes, generals are just stupid. ]

[Xing: Jingyun was inexplicably blamed. ]

[March Seven: Yes, Jingyuan must be very confused. ]

[March Seven: I was still on the battlefield the last second, how come my good brother became the Envoy of the Order of Plenty? ]

[Fu Xuan: If Yingxing and Danfeng hadn’t kept it a secret from the general, according to the general’s character, there would never have been such an ending. ]

[Heita: So Jingyuan looked helpless. ]

Bai Ye’s eyes slowly turned to Jingliu. He had been worried about the outcome of the battlefield on the other side.

And now seeing that Jingliu was safe and sound, a big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and he felt much more at ease.

It's a pity that I'm in this state now, and I can't say hello to her like before.

The two of them looked at each other. Jing Liu's eyes kept flickering, as if he had thousands of words to say.

How she wanted to walk up to Bai Ye, hug him tightly, and tell him all her thoughts and sorrows.

However, Jingliu's keen perception told her very clearly that Bai Ye was filled with the power of abundance at this moment.

That power was surging and there was no way it could be wrong. Among the evil creatures Jingliu had seen, only Shuhu in Cangcheng at that time could be compared with it.

At this time, Jingliu even began to suspect that the person standing in front of her was not Bai Ye at all, but a rich order envoy in human form.

After the two looked at each other for a moment, Jingliu was the first to avoid sight. Her tone was slightly trembling, and she slowly said: "... You are not Bai Ye."?

Bai Ye looked at her quietly, a smile gradually appeared on his face, and he slowly said: "Yes, I am not."

Whether it was the official or Jingliu, they were unwilling from the bottom of their hearts,

and could not admit that the great hero who had once eliminated Shuhu and saved Luofu,

had now become an evil creature at the level of an order envoy.

Jingliu knew that Bai Ye himself did not want to die in such an identity.

However, his current appearance, that smile, the tacit understanding between them, and all the little things,

are all very familiar to Jingliu.

This is clearly him! Bai Ye still retains her reason and memory.

Jingliu tightly grasped the sword of disintegration, and her heart was in extreme struggle. She was reluctant to do it.

As confidants, the two of them had a tacit understanding that others could not reach.

Bai Ye did not speak at the first time, in fact, he was also hesitating in his heart.

He did not want Jingliu to do it, and wanted to wait a little longer, hoping to wait for the general.

But now it seems that he can't wait any longer.

The surging vitality in his body was constantly impacting his body. Bai Ye could clearly feel that

he was becoming more and more powerful, and it was only a matter of time before he lost control.

Bai Ye knew that he had to speak, and his tone was firm and resolute: "Jing Liu, kill me."?

Jing Liu slowly lowered his head, and the hand holding the sword trembled violently, like a leaf swaying in the wind.

Her body was also trembling constantly, as if tightly entangled by an invisible fear and pain.

Her heart was trembling in her chest, like a prisoner deer, struggling desperately.

It was only a few seconds, but it seemed like a long time. (To read the violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Finally, she gritted her teeth, took the heavy lead-like steps with difficulty, and moved in front of Bai Ye step by step.

At this time, the surrounding environment seemed to be infected by this solemn atmosphere.

The wind was whistling in her ears, as if wailing for the tragedy that was about to happen.

Dark clouds rolled and surged in the sky, like a group of angry black beasts, covering the entire sky tightly.

The gloomy atmosphere seemed like a huge black curtain, weighing heavily on everyone.'s heart.

Jingliu slowly raised the sword in his hand, and the sword flashed with cold light, as if it was the ruthless judgment of the god of fate.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the whole world fell into a dead silence.

Then, she exerted force suddenly, and the sword pierced Bai Ye's heart accurately like a flash of lightning.

As the blade sank in,

A drop of crystal tears slid from the corner of Jingliu's eyes, like a broken heart, dripping into this cold world.

[The simulated live broadcast room suddenly exploded. ]

[This sword not only pierced Bai Ye, but also seemed to pierce the hearts of the audience. ]

[Although everyone witnessed Jingliu's previous experiences, no one knew what Jingliu was feeling at that time. ]

[Xing: Woo woo woo, I can't stand it. 】[]

[March 7: I can't bear to watch it anymore. (Breaking tears)]

[Kafka: What kind of ending can be worthy of Bai Ye's wandering. ]

[Ruan Mei: I won't let Bai Ye suffer any more injustice. ]

[Heita: (wiping tears)]

[Esda: (tears can't stop falling)]

However, the power of the sword will not increase with the intensity of sadness, or even inversely proportional to it...

The sword is indeed extremely sharp, and it pierced Bai Ye's heart accurately, but it didn't do anything.

Although Bai Ye has been trying his best to curb the vigorous vitality, the power of abundance is still repairing his body like a torrent of river water.

The sword is still in his body, piercing his heart, but what can he do?

His body actually recreated a heart, or even several hearts, in other parts.

This is just like how ordinary people cannot control the healing of their own wounds, but Bai Ye, who was blessed by the pharmacist,

possess the ultimate ability to regenerate and recover, which is beyond imagination.

This situation is just like when Shu Hu took the combined attack of Shen Jun and Dan Feng, was pulled by the black hole, and was later cleared out by Shen Jun several times.

Even after such a tragic attack, Shu Hu was not completely dead, and there was still a piece of flesh and blood containing divine consciousness.

At this time, the surrounding air seemed to be shocked by the strange power of Bai Ye, and became extremely solemn.

Jing Liu also knew in his heart that this alone was not enough.

At this moment when sadness overwhelmed her to the extreme like a tide, it was unexpected that Jing Liu's swordsmanship had a breakthrough.

At this moment, her emotions were like a dam about to collapse, unable to bear the overwhelming pain.

Everything became like a dream, as if she was trapped in a hazy illusion.

Jingliu felt that her flesh and blood body had finally exceeded its limit and began to gradually disintegrate.

It was as if countless strings were binding her tightly.limbs and bones, tearing apart her remaining consciousness.

At that moment, she seemed to hold a sword that she had dreamed of in her dreams, a magical sword that could free her from all constraints.

Jingliu slowly released the sword, and a sword made of solid ice quietly appeared in her hand. The sword was faintly shining, like a ray of cold moonlight.

This seemed to be an unacceptable fate,

It seemed like a cruel joke that fate played on her. The first swing after the breakthrough in swordsmanship was to stab the person she loved most.

Jingliu swung the sword again and pierced Bai Ye's heart for the second time.

This penetration itself was still not enough to be fatal, but the chill that spread in the body effectively hindered vitality.

Under Bai Ye's best efforts to stop it, the speed of decline finally exceeded the speed of recovery.

Bai Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief. Jingliu's swordsmanship has improved, and she can finally end his painful life.

He called softly: "Bai Ye..."

At this time, the surrounding environment was silent, and the silence seemed to be a silent memorial to this tragic scene.

In fact, according to the tacit understanding between the two, Jingliu should keep silent after this,

Let everything come to an end quietly, like a drifting leaf, falling quietly in the wind, no longer struggling.

However, after fulfilling the unshirkable responsibility of the sword master, Jingliu finally couldn't help himself.

The bone-chilling cold spread from her hands, as if it was the ruthless tentacles of fate.

This coldness was like a sharp awl, piercing Bai Ye's heart, and at the same time it also severely hurt Jingliu's own soul,

making her heart feel as uncomfortable as being bitten by thousands of ants.

Jingliu really couldn't suppress the emotions in her heart. She gently and tremblingly called out his name.

The voice was like the faint light of a candle in the wind, weak but full of affection.

After calling out, Jingliu felt like a lump in her throat, not knowing how to continue speaking. Thousands of words seemed to be blocked in her heart.

At this time, the figure of the evil dragon sleeping on the giant tree slowly emerged in her mind. The picture was like a painting blurred by tears.

Jingliu lowered his eyes slightly and said in a low and hoarse voice:

"Bai Heng..."

Bai Ye's eyes revealed a trace of tranquility, and responded:

"She has been freed."

The voice echoed in the silent air, with a sense of relief that the dust has settled.

A trace of sadness flashed across Jing Liu's eyes, and he said softly:

"That's good."

Looking at Bai Heng's last peaceful appearance, she thought that at that last moment,

Bai Heng should not have suffered too much pain like a storm, just like a small boat that was safely docked in a calm harbor.

The chill spread through Bai Ye's body again like a tide,

ThisThere was only a short time left before their life was completely extinguished. This was their last farewell moment.

The air seemed to be frozen by sadness.

What should I say at this moment?

Should I pour out the love that was as hot as a volcano, or pour out the sadness that was as endless as a river,

Or should I express the reluctance that was like a vine entwined in my heart?

Finally, Bai Ye's eyes were filled with deep concern,

and he slowly said, "Jingliu, promise me that you must live on."