Chapter 10 This life is empty and sad, and the afterlife has never been fulfilled.

Su Lan fell there, and his body was already fragile and gasping intermittently. He was already out of breath and less. However, under such a serious injury, he suddenly laughed in a low voice.

The laughter was full of bitterness, full of self-deprecating, helplessness and endless sadness, and his laughter only lasted for a moment, and was immediately interrupted by more violent coughing and vomiting blood.

Xiao walked slowly towards him, frowned and had a complicated look on his face. He looked at him warily, but did not mean to continue to do it. He just bent down and slowly picked up the Luo Shengfan that fell aside.

This Luo Shengfan has turned into the size of a palm, and the pattern with gold edges on it is completely invisible. It is stained with blood red by Su Lan's blood. It is amazing. Without the manipulation of mind and the previous awe-inspiring power, the light above quickly disappeared, looking dead, like a dead object, indescribable The strange meaning turns into endless sadness and desolation in this atmosphere.

Xiaoyou only glanced at Luo Shengfan, shook his head gently, put it in his arms, and looked back at Su Lan. Su Lan's body suddenly trembled slightly, and the corners of her mouth moved as if she wanted to say something. After all, she just took a breath and still didn't say anything.

Su Lan's face was bitter. Suddenly, the power of this dying man, in his body, suddenly grabbed Xiaoyou's feet.

Xiaoyou was shocked and looked at him in consterrenly and said, "What else do you have to say?"

The blood kept spreading, and Su Lan just struggled and twitched slightly. Xiaoyou's eyes were fierce, and her right hand suddenly touched Su Lan's chest. Her mind gathered, condensed her breath, and the true qi continuously flowed into Su Lan's body.

After a while, Su Lan's pale face seemed to have a trace of blood, and she gasped, but the light in her eyes was still dim, hoarse voice, and she smiled bitterly intermittently: "You are... right."

Xiaoyou frowned. In any case, he would not have thought that Su Lan would say such inexplicable words when he was dying. With a little unbelievable tone, he said in consterred, "What's right?"

"Lord... wait... I'm like... brothers and sisters, en... It's as heavy as a mountain, but I..." Su Lan was in pain and hoarse, as if every word he said was tortured, but he still endured it, grabbed Xiaoyou's wrist and said, "I can only... report it again in the afterlife." Another bitter smile.

Even if Xiaoyou has a hard heart, he can't help but change his face, but his face is extremely complicated. He said solemnly, "Do you regret it?"

Su Lan smiled bitterly for a moment, and finally shook her head slightly and said, "I... finally... can... go... to accompany... her."

Before Xiaoyou was surprised, he heard the meaning of this and learned that the human woman Su Lan loved was no longer alive, but her state of mind suddenly became complicated, and she said with some puzzlement, "Why is she dead? Why are you still persisting? Why don't you go back to Yunxu Palace?" A series of sounds, as if unbelievable, urgently need an answer.

Su Lan's face** slowly softened, and even the gasp gradually could not be heard. A moment later, his lips trembled, moved slightly, and struggled to say the last words: "You... won't...understand."

Later, the words became inaudible. When she finally spit out an almost inaudible 'white', Su Lan's body suddenly trembled, and then her whole body was relaxed and her breath was cut off, but she passed away.

Xiaoyou was slightly stunned and stayed for a moment. He vowed to follow Yuntian to achieve hegemony, loyal, created a future for the world's demons, and dedicated his life to the demons. At this moment, his firm belief seemed to be slightly shaken, but it was only for a moment.

Su Lan's words were generally dead. Xiaoyou pondered for a moment, sighed, and looked at Su Lan, who had already died. Seeing that his eyes were still half closed, he reached out and closed his eyes and slowly stood up.

Jiang Chen's heart was shocked, and he couldn't figure out what Su Lan said when he was dying, as if Su Lan had no hatred for him after receiving the fatal blow of Xiaoyou, which was actually what he deserved. It was when he frowned and meditated that he actually saw Xiaoyou turn his head and looked in his own direction!

......

"You're the only one left. Come out." Xiaoyou's expression returned to his previous calmness, holding his breath and burning his eyes.

Jiang Chen's heart suddenly jumped wildly, and his body was shocked. He suddenly realized, "It turned out that he already knew that I was nearby. Before he asked me to come out, but he didn't expect that Miao Nv stood up for me, and he didn't consider that there were two people hidden here. When he saw Miao Nv, he felt my breath was still here, even if he knew that , but I dare not act rashly. Now that Su Lan is dead, the woman is taken away by him, and I am the only one left at this moment.

He tightened his heart and hid in the corner of the grass, staring at the figure coldly.

Xiaoyou sneered and said, "Now you are alone here. You have been peeking for so long, how long are you going to hide?" After saying that, he smiled and said, "In terms of your true anger, it's very familiar." Suddenly, the voice sank, and there was a murder between his eyes, saying, "Yes, disciple of Lingyin School!"

The blood color on Jiang Chen's face faded in an instant. He was extremely pale, and his mind buzzed and said secretly, "He really meant himself at the beginning!" It proves that although Jiang Chen has been away from the Lingyin School for three years, the 'Ziwei Xuantian Heart Method' he has practiced is based on it. The breath is nothing but the decision of the Lingyin School. How dare he hesitate for a moment? He suddenly jumped up like lightning, rushed into the forest in front of him and sped away.

In less than a moment, I suddenly felt the sound of thunder and thundering deep under my feet. A violent torrent came, and the air waves were rushing, and Jiang Chen's blood was churning and his breathing was not smooth.

I couldn't help but look back and see the slow pace of lightning, suddenly appearing behind me, several waves and electric lights, together, crisscrossing and surging.

Jiang Chen's heart was full of heart and said, "I'm by no means the opponent of this demon. Am I going to die here?" At present, in mid-air, I didn't have time to think too much about it. I flashed the spells I had learned in my mind. In a hurry, I didn't think about it and used it.

The dark current electric light was like a wave of rage, which rolled up and counteracted his own attack. The glare exploded, and the rebounding air wave shocked Jiang Chen's skin like burning, which was painful. Between holding his breath, he suddenly saw several air waves coming directly. He couldn't prevent it. It was too late to resist. Jiang Chen's heart was turbulent and said with a wry smile, "I I'm really going to die."

The two met their eyes and suddenly saw a brief pause, which seemed to be a trace of surprise and a little strange. In an instant, he suddenly withdrew his hand, but the purple light that just emitted could not stop. The purple light splashed, the brilliant light, and the air surged. Like a flash flood, it shot straight into Jiang Chen's chest.