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On the screen.

Maomao took the chicken leg back to the kitchen and put it away. He filled a basin with water and put it on the table.

He passed by a bench covered with a pile of straw and slowly sat on another bench.

He slowly unzipped his pants, revealing the gauze oozing blood.

The exclamation of a best friend came from the headset: "Oh my God, Maomao is the savior, right? Without him, the people would have starved to death."

"His soul is really pure." Xixi nodded, and seeing Maomao removing the gauze, she couldn't help but close her eyes, "No, I dare not watch!"

The next moment, a muffled "Ah!" from the headset came from the best friend.

Xixi heard her voice, opened her eyes curiously, and saw a bloody scene-a large piece of meat was cut off from Maomao's leg, and blood was dripping.

Accompanied by the tragic music in her ears, her heart seemed to be grabbed and uncomfortable, "Oh my God!"

Oh my God.

That silly-looking Maomao, who only ate and slept, seemed to have no thoughts, but at this time, he actually hid it from everyone and exchanged his body for food.

He was sweating profusely from the pain. But there was no regret in his eyes, not even the emotion of being tortured, only willingness and determination.

Xixi hugged her legs with both hands, clasped her fists, "Please, don't die, don't die, forget about the torture, but don't die."

She suddenly understood her best friend's sister.

She now wanted to kneel down to Chen Xiao, the evil sword fairy. Please, spare Maomao's life, okay?

...

However, before they could be sure whether Maomao would die, they waited for the death of another person-Bi Ping.

That opportunistic, greedy and cowardly fence-sitter saved Xu Changqing and Zixuan's daughter with his life.

He obviously joined the evil sword fairy when the evil sword fairy was rampant.

But he risked his life to inform Jingtian and saved the child, but he was thrown off the cliff by the evil sword fairy and fell to death in front of Jingtian.

Xixi covered her mouth and stared at the screen in disbelief, "Fuck, is this what he meant by not being sad?!"

"No, it's okay, maybe I can be resurrected? And... forget it, I'm going to cry."

Fifteen minutes later.

Jingtian was on the verge of collapse and ran to the bridge where he, Maomao and Biping made a wish a hundred days ago.

At that time, they were just three guys, watching the meteor shower in this place, and dreaming of eating delicious food, getting rich, and getting married.

But in the blink of an eye, the world was in ruins.

Biping had died in front of him.

Faced with Maomao's comfort, Jingtian confided: "Biping died for me. He, he died in front of me."

Jingtian shook off Maomao's hand and collapsed and took a half step back, "Do you know how sad I am?"

But at this moment, Maomao also fell on the bridge like a deflated balloon.

Jingtian and the others were startled and quickly surrounded him, "Maomao" "Maomao!"

Jingtian put his hand on Maomao's belly, his pupils trembled, and he lifted his clothes.

The once round belly turned into a ball of straw, and when he pulled it out, blood-stained gauze came out.

Maomao's eyes were full of bloodshot and tears, looking at the sky.

"What is this? Maomao?"

Only then did they know...

It turned out that the food they and the people ate some time ago was all exchanged by Maomao with his own flesh.

Maomao looked at Jingtian, his face full of pain, but there was no bitterness in his eyes.

Jingtian looked at Maomao's empty body, his eyes full of helplessness, his cheeks turned red because of excitement, "Maomao, my Maomao."

Maomao raised his hand and touched Jingtian's face. He was obviously in so much pain that he couldn't control the twitching and wanted to roll his eyes, but he still blinked heavily, resisting the twitching of his body, and comforted him with a gentle look: "Boss, don't cry, you will lose your dignity if you cry. Smile."

"Maomao, don't listen to the boss, Maomao, don't die, the boss promised you, the boss promised to take you to Chang'an, the boss will also marry you a wife, do you remember?"

Maomao lay in the place where he had made a wish, holding Jingtian's hand, smiling with trust, "Yeah."

He resisted the twitching of his face and forced a smile, "Thank you, thank you, boss."

He raised his hand and wanted to high-five Jingtian.

But just before the touch, he lost consciousness and fell into a coma.

"Maomao, Maomao," Jingtian cried until his lips were cracked, "Help, help!"

Maomao's clothes only left an empty body, a thin layer.

On the other side, Chang Yin led his fellow disciples to kill Luo Rulie's lair.

However, Luo Rulie would rather destroy his own soul than hand over Maomao's body.

They could only watch Maomao's soul smilingly turned into golden light, dissipated in the air, leaving behind a ground of gold powder and three beads.

But before the audience could recover from Maomao's death.

Half an hour later, Long Kui jumped into the sword-making furnace again.

Xixi slapped the tissue she used to wipe her tears on the table, "Damn! Chen Gou!!! You said it's not abusive!!!"

In the headset, her bestie choked up and said, "Oh my god, it's starting to happen again."

Xixi felt uncomfortable and angry, and clenched her fists, "It takes a thousand years to cultivate, why don't you let Chonglou jump? Let him choose between his wife and sister. Stinky old man, what's wrong with the human relationship?"

The bestie laughed out loud, "Big sister... I'm sad, can you please stop me from laughing?"

Ten minutes later, with the arrival of the decisive battle.

Batches of Shushan disciples also died.

At the last moment of episode 36, with the cooperation of Jingtian and Changqing, the Evil Sword Immortal was stabbed in the weak spot and looked at Jingtian in disbelief.

The picture stopped at this moment, and the ending song sounded.

Xixi leaned back in the chair with her arms folded, and rolled her eyes slightly, "There's only one episode left, can't he come out?"

The voice of her bestie came from the headset: "Is the Evil Sword Immortal dead?"

"He must be dead. There's still one episode left, and I feel like everyone will be resurrected in the last episode, right? Changqing is alive."

The bestie snorted coldly, "Chen Daodao is really wicked. He clearly said that it was quite happy."

"Wait until tomorrow night. The Evil Sword Immortal is not bad, he just absorbs other people's resentment. Chen Gou is the real evil and mean immortal, creating resentment." Xixi clenched her fists, "If tomorrow's ending is like the dumpling ending of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy 1", it means he is lying, then I..."

"What about you?"

"Then I will turn from a fan to a hater! I will black him every day, and scold him for every episode he comes out!"

"..."The bestie sighed, "You are a little black fan and still follow the drama. It seems that every stubborn little black fan may have a broken heart in his body. The heart is broken into a QR code, but when you scan it, it says I love you so much."

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