The silver needle hanging in the air was particularly dazzling and cold in the sun. Han Qingjue's heart seemed to be scratched, and she felt like she was on a path of no return, leading her to an invisible future Direction. Please remember my URL:

She suddenly regretted something. She regretted that she had done something wrong from the beginning. Yes, she was not someone else who made Yun Peng such a person. She always thought that she was the one who loved him most.

But now, she killed her favorite person like this.

Han Qingjue was scared. She was really scared and scared. She was afraid that one day when he knew the truth, she would look coldly at her.

She had seen Yun Peng look at Xia Ji's gaze, it was the kind of cold to bitter gaze, cold that hated her bones. Xia Ji didn't care about that look, because she had no heart.

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But now, she has personally pushed him into the abyss.

"No, don't—" Han Qingjue suddenly yelled out loudly, but at this moment, she watched the ten soul-fixing needles submerged into Su Yu's body, her body weakened and fell to the ground.

"Okay, if you want to take him back, just take it back. I wish you all your wishes come true." Xia Ji smiled and took Ling Yue's arm, raised her head and smiled at him: "What to do? Let you again Disappointed, how to say, it is also my son, and let him go this time."

Ling Yue smiled at Xia Ji's face, and said, "No matter how important the world is, it won't be as good as Xia'er. There is a Lingyan faction, I don't care about it! I am a unified spiritual cultivation. World, don’t you still want to please you?"

"Hate~" Xia Ji stretched out her finger and poked Ling Yue's heart.

"Hahaha" Ling Yue laughed loudly and took Xia Ji's slender waist, and the two left like this.

Han Qingjue stepped forward weakly and hugged Su Yu's body full of wounds, tears falling down. This is her life. This is the first time she has been so close to him since she has known him in the past ten years. Once I saw him hurt like this.

All this is her fault.

But she couldn't look back, she couldn't look back anymore.

"Yunpeng, I'm sorry." Han Qingjue lowered his head, tears falling on Su Yu's face: "I will take you back to the Spirit Flame School. From then on, all the disputes in this world have nothing to do with you, you will be The head of the Spirit Flame Sect is still a myth in the spiritual cultivation world, and the past has passed."

——

When Han Jing and Lan Ling came back, there was no one here.

On the rocks they had stood on, there were only a few spots and a few and pitiful pieces of dried blood.

"Suyu, Suyu——" Han Jing yelled frantically, but no matter how she yelled, there was no answer.

Han Jing knelt down in the sporadic blood stains, she was still late, or late.

The powerful thoughts in her heart allowed her to break through the limit and reach the spiritual cultivation level at a critical moment. At the same time, it stimulated all the fire abilities in her body, forcibly breaking through the barrier that Su Yu pushed them back, and then desperately Hurrying back, but still a step too late.

"Mirror, don't be like this, the boss must be alive, and the old witch will not kill him. Believe me, he must be alive. Let's go back first. When my master comes, I will let him take you to repair. The spirit world finds the boss, okay?"

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