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Looking secretly, he saw that Zhao Ming had fallen into a pool of blood at some point. The Shushan disciples also seemed to have seen some big monster and backed away warily. Looking along their gazes, Lingyu saw only the tall boy.

Yu Li stood in a dark mist, making it difficult to see his expression, but he felt extremely depressed.

Black mist surrounded the young man. When he raised his head, his face still lacked the usual aloofness. His eyes were blood red, and the veins on his face turned into winding black veins, covering most of his face. He was looking at it with a smile.

Everyone.

Already crazy.

"No, he's possessed! Everyone, get up quickly!" Lin Wenyu hurriedly commanded, and the two of them drove the Lingyu to retreat. At this time, Fanyin's blood-red eyes were staring at them closely, and he moved towards them step by step.

They come.

The two disciples were so frightened that their legs became weak and they became motionless.

"Today I, Sanskrit, offer my living soul as a sacrifice, and I would like to invite the devil to appear in the world. My disciple is willing..."

"No, no! Sanskrit, don't be confused! You can keep the green hills without worrying about having firewood." Lingyu burst into tears and interrupted his spellcasting, no, no.

If a living soul is sacrificed and something is called out, no matter what it is, as long as it is called out, then there will be no more Sanskrit sounds in this world.

Lingyu felt that the insult just now was nothing to her, but she couldn't let Fanyin go.

Fanyin looked in her direction, his eyes became clear for a moment, and he curled his lips into a smile, which was extremely sad. He moved his lips as if to say goodbye, but never made a sound.

"Fanyin, don't be stubborn. We have already promised to let you go, what else do you want!" Lin Wenyu stared at the man who was gradually losing his mind in front of him, already having murderous intentions.

"I would like to use me as a sacrifice in exchange for a healthy and smooth life for my wife. Anyone who hurts my wife will fall into eternal hell forever!" After saying this, his clothes were shattered by the strong wind, and the black tendons on his body continued to spread, and the blood red

In his eyes, he was losing his mind little by little.

Lingyu couldn't help but shake her head. The two disciples who were escorting her were so frightened that they threw her down and ran to Lin Wenyu and the others. Lingyu's strength had been drained, but she still struggled to move the young man on her back. She thought if

If you can't be with her at the end of your life, your death will become meaningless.

The strong wind around them made everyone unable to stand firm. A huge black mist appeared on Fanyin's body, and something was howling in pain and excitement inside.

Suddenly overwhelming despair covered her up, and tears fell on it.

She hugged the parchment and cried heartbrokenly. Looking at the Sanskrit sound that was gradually surrounded by black mist, she saw that the young man was still looking at her and smiling despite the extreme pain.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that nothing in the world was important.

Everyone saw that the weak and pitiful woman on the ground, who was as weak as an insect, suddenly emitted an extremely bright light at this moment, soaring into the air and heading towards the black mist.

Two powerful forces are constantly twisting and turning in this space, making people unable to see the situation clearly and unable to stand firm.

Lingyu rushed towards the black mist desperately, and her life died at this moment.

Sometimes the meaning of life is like a moth flying into a flame, knowing clearly that the road ahead is death, but without a trace of hesitation or regret.

The black mist is tearing apart their bodies, but they can feel each other's warmth. At this time, they may not need to say a word, but they can communicate with each other.

Pain can be offset in the face of love. People exist because of love.

Either big love or small love.

If you give up the love and hate here, that person will no longer be a human being.

The black mist stirred up dust and slowly formed a powerful tornado, ruthlessly destroying everything around it. Lin Wenyu and Mo Dongfeng joined forces, but they were not able to withstand the strong wind and were sucked into it.

By the time all the dust settled, the surrounding area was already devastated.

Love is not a burden, neither big love nor small love.

Big love comes from small love, and small love will not drag down big love. Because of love, people are willing to bear the burden, to struggle painfully in this human world like a furnace, and to endure the torment of fire.

Because of love, the long journey of life becomes meaningful and exciting.

Because of love, everyone realizes that you are not alone, but a group of people. We are all supporting and helping each other to eliminate loneliness.

Because of love, we exist.

Love is armor, but it is not a thorn that can hurt you.

One black and one hundred two forces interact, constantly rotating and rising, destroying everything around them, but bringing new hope.

When Lingyu opened his eyes, mist surrounded the forest, making it difficult to tell whether it was day or night, making everything look like a dream.

Make her think that she has entered the underworld.

There were bursts of crying all around, and then pieces of white paper money fell from the sky and landed on her face. A group of people wearing white clothes and wearing sackcloth and mourning came slowly in front of her, and there were some people in the middle.

There was a group of people carrying something.

Because the fog was too heavy, Lingyu couldn't see clearly. When they got closer, Lingyu realized that they were wearing linen and mourning, and the coffin they were carrying was not a coffin, but a flaming sedan. Lingyu immediately saw it.

His hair stood on end.

This is too weird.

Could it be that they have already reached the eternal hell?

Then why didn't you see the hot oil pan?

Just as he was thinking about it, his mouth was suddenly covered by someone, and his body was forcibly dragged behind a tree. He watched helplessly as the pair of people who looked like they were mourning or welcoming a bride passed by. Lingyu took a closer look.

Their feet were on the ground and they could still see their shadows, which meant they were normal people and not monsters.

While she was still looking carefully, a gust of wind blew open the sedan curtain, and a pair of eyes as beautiful as amber looked directly at her.

Lingyu felt that the hair on his back stood up. Fortunately, it only took a moment. The curtain fell, and the group of people passed by slowly. It wasn't until they were far away that the hand on his mouth slowly let go. Lingyu turned around and saw someone.

A very familiar face.

Looking at Fanyin's face that was paler than before, Lingyu suddenly felt like he was in a dream, like he was in another world. His nose felt a little sore. Before Fanyin could react, Lingyu had already climbed up to his neck and whispered in his ears.

There came a muffled sound.

"Fortunately you're fine."

No matter where you are now, as long as he is with you, your heart will be at peace.

The smile spread from her eyebrows to the corners of her mouth, and Fanyin gently stroked her somewhat dirty hair: "It's probably good that you're fine."

Otherwise, he will never forgive himself in his life.

The two people's breaths blended together, and the cold moonlight shone through the dead branches and leaves, falling everywhere.

Lingyu felt that her Dantian was still empty, and there were fine pains all over her body. She stepped away from Fanyin's embrace, and her appearance at this time was reflected in those black eyes.

Her hair was scattered, and some of it was even condensed with blood. Her face was swollen like a pig's head, and her eyes had blue eye sockets and were stained with blood. Lingyu thought she had seen the reincarnation of the beaten ghost. It took him a long time.

Understand that it is yourself.

She suddenly felt it was unfair, why could Fanyin be so tall and straight without any dirt, but she was in such a mess, the two of them must have fallen together.

As if he understood what she was thinking, Fanyin chuckled and twisted a spell, and her body was clean in an instant.

Sure enough, it's good to have spiritual power, unlike her...

"How long have I been in a coma?" She felt that her whole body was weak, there was a slight pain everywhere, and there was no trace of spiritual power in her Dantian.

Fanyin was stunned for a moment, something flashed in those beautiful red phoenix eyes, and after a long time he slowly said: "Three months."

Three months...what three months!

Lingyu's brain was about to explode. It took three months to wake up. Then she was almost in a vegetative state. She knew she was seriously injured, but she didn't expect it to be so serious.

Thinking of the current situation, Lingyu became more and more worried.

The secret book I got was a wordless book with nothing in it. Now that my spiritual power is gone and I don’t know where I am, the more I think about it, the more miserable I feel.

She has always been an optimistic person, but there have been too many things going on in this series recently.

Her body was held in someone's arms, Fanyin's chin pressed tightly against the top of her hair, and she closed her eyes to cover up the undercurrent in her eyes.

"I thought you..." Fortunately, she woke up and the temperature in her arms was real.

Lingyu smelled the scent of his body, and although it often felt like everything was dreamlike, every time she got close to him, Lingyu would have a feeling that the whole world was dim, but he was the bright light.

"Rong'er, forget it, the day after tomorrow is an auspicious day, how about we hold a wedding here and be united forever?"

His voice was clear and sweet, and every word flowed into Lingyu's heart like water.

"Didn't we already carve each other's names on the Sansheng Stone and become Taoist couples?" Lingyu was a little surprised. This man suddenly lost his temper.

They have no relatives or friends, and the wedding is just a show of two people wearing wedding clothes. Such an empty ceremony is not as real as their union.

What's more, nothing is clear about the situation now.

Lingyu thought of the team that had just left and the startling glimpse of the people in the sedan, and her heart became more and more cheerful. The cold moonlight gave the mist a chill.

Fanyin pulled away slightly, frowned and looked at the person in front of him, and was about to say something when he was interrupted by Lingyu.

"I think those people just now were very suspicious, why don't we follow them and take a look?"

Something flashed in Fanyin's eyes, fleeting and unpredictable.

"Let's just find a place where there are people and ask. It's not easy to take risks now." As he spoke, his eyes fell on her belly, as if he meant something.

"The top priority is to find a place to recover. After all, your injury has not healed yet." Fanyin hugged her body and led her slowly away in the opposite direction of the group.

Lingyu felt that what he said was reasonable. Now that her spiritual power was low and Fanyin was seriously injured, she really shouldn't meddle in her own business.

But Lingyu always felt that she had missed something important, that something had been left out by her.