194 Untied bells must be tied to the bell person

Fool. I'm not going to die. I'm just, I'm just...

Fengchuan looked at the cold and evil Xuanqing. Hey, this woman's expression is wrong. The three skulls on the top of the white bone flag have begun to rotate, and she is completely ready to attack at any time!

"Brother Fengchuan, what should I do, Brother Fengchuan!" The wolfberry that stabbed Fengchuan was obviously out of Xuanqing's control. Now he saw that Fengchuan was injured because of himself, Xuanqing was staring at him and murderous, and suddenly panicked and lost his mind.

"Don't do this, okay? I'm not dead yet. Do I look so unreliable now?" Fengchuan gritted his teeth and saw that the dark light gathered on the white bone flag had completely swallowed her figure. Even if he could block this blow, how long could he protect the goji berries?

hold on. Be sure to hold on.

The dazzling darkness came at the right time. At the moment when Fengchuan raised his sword to block it, there seemed to be countless snake-like souls entangled in the darkness, entangling his sword and devouring it. The sword has been completely attracted by the thick black light and can't move.

"Attention, the second wave is coming!"

"Bum bang bang!" The dark light hit the sword body continuously, and Fengchuan was forced to retreat. Damn, what is it? It can't be cut off. If there is another wave of attacks, it may not continue to shoot on the sword honestly at all!

"wolfberry, avoid it!"

The third wave of dark light hit Fengchuan's whole body like raindrops. His sword has been contained and cannot be knocked down. Blood bloomed one by one, and Fengchuan's patience with this attack has reached its limit.

"Xiao Fengchuan, who can't wave his sword, has indeed become a waste." Xuanqing's index finger circled in the air, but there was no victory in her face. Instead, she was pale and dark, as if she had been gradually killed by the white bone flag.

This woman has been willing to become the sacrifice of the white bone flag while venting her anger. What is she who took other people's lives? Are you buried with me?

Fengchuan wants to see whether Fengchuan will die first or Xuanqing will die first in this situation where there is no foreign aid from both sides and will not escape.

"Beauty, you don't have much life. I seem to see a short red bar flashing above your head." Fengchuan smiled and said, "As you said, what you can't get, others can't get it. What are you going to do after that? Do you want to kill the flowers deeply again? This is impossible. So, is it worth sacrificing your life for meaningless things?

Xuanqing stopped talking. Yes, even if you destroy the marriage between the Qingyu case and Xia Gulin, what can you get? That man, I don't know where he is now. Can he see everything he has done?

"Whether it's worth it or not, you don't have to say more."

"Sure enough, it's still hard-mouthed. In the final analysis, women give everything for those they don't love. Not all people who say love have the courage like you. He gave you such courage, and where did you come from? Have you forgotten?

Where did I come from...

Xuanqing looked down at himself. The fish tail in his lower body had disappeared, and a pair of jade-like smooth long legs were covered under the seaweed-like long skirt. The mackerel has multiplied for generations, but no one can escape the curse that once they walk on the land with their legs, every step is as painful as walking on the tip of a knife.

Maybe my heart hurts so much that I forget the pain in my feet. There is also the skin of the whole body, which is dry and itchy due to the lack of moisture. If it hadn't been for the white bone flag guarding her, with her own mana, I'm afraid she would have turned into a ball of ashes.

If the people of the clan know that she is suffering such pain here, I don't know if they will feel sorry for her; if the people of the people know that her visit is the eternal secret, I don't know if they will cry for her.

In such a choice, it is not just life that is abandoned. And in my hometown, those people who have vowed to protect their lives will never be seen again.

Xuanqing's heart trembled. She clenched the white bone flag and quickly woke up from the imagination. Since you can't see it, don't think about it anymore. Xiao Fengchuan's life is now in her hands. How long will she stay at this time?

"Xiao Fengchuan, what you just said made me very unpleasant." Xuanqing held the white bone flag high and waved hard in the direction of Fengchuan, "If you don't shut up obediently, I can only do it myself!"

Yes, my life is over, but you, Xiao Fengchuan, are not much better! If you want to die, let's do it together! And this hopeless world, let's destroy it together!

The sound between heaven and earth suddenly disappeared. The dark light gathered into a light ball on Fengchuan Sword, completely engulfing his figure.

"Boom--!"

Then it burst in the thickest moment of darkness, and the smoke and dust rolled up to the nine days!

"Brother Fengchuan!" The goji berries were bounced away by the huge impact caused by the explosion and fell heavily on the ground ten feet away. He lay on the ground. After a long time, the roar in his ear and the darkness in front of him finally disappeared, and he slowly raised his head. The collapsed waste wall and scattered bricks and stones blocked his sight. He only saw Xuanqing standing on the high wall, holding the white bone flag in one hand and bowing slightly on his back.

"Uh--"

It's so uncomfortable. It's uncomfortable, as if the strength of the whole body has been drained, and you can't even stand.

Xuanqing has long known that if she is not a demon clan, she must overdraw her own spiritual power if she wants to manipulate the white bone flag. In order to complete the blow just now, she has already exerted her strength. If Xiao Fengchuan does not die from this blow, she can only accept her fate.

It's okay. Everything is over. Xiao Fengchuan, he fell down first, but you.

She held the white bone flag, and now it's time to dedicate her soul to this thing. She sat down, just like in her hometown, on the red coral tree in Sifan Cave, singing softly to the boundless blue sea, to the shining swimming fish, to the sky she had never seen before.

That's her favorite song. She likes to sing like this, from morning to night...

"Xuanqing, why are you still singing here? It's so hard to find you. Aunt Chu is going to teach everyone how to weave silk. She has been waiting for you for most of the day.

"Didn't I say that I didn't want to learn anymore, A Xu, go back and tell Aunt Chu that I won't study with her anymore."

"This can't be done. Have you forgotten your promise to everyone? Be sure to lead everyone out of the rule of the fish fairy and let the sisters live freely..."

"I didn't forget. But in that case, it must be..."

"In a word, I don't like weaving, and weaving is too tired. As long as you learn your craft for a few more years, it is absolutely natural to be selected as the Royal Pavilion Weaver Girl. When you become the red man in front of Lord Dragon King, there will be hope for us.

How can a person with the dream and mission of the whole race sit on the red coral tree all day long and sing with nothing to do?

After she began to weave silk, she could only sing his favorite songs for the fish fairy in the sinking fish palace. Sing freely and slowly be forgotten in the dream.

However, even if she made such a sacrifice and made Longyan, the lord of the South China Sea, happy with the blood of her fingertips, she also won glory for the mackerel. Their status has always been maidservants, singers, dancers, weaver girls... It has never changed.

It seems that no matter how hard you try, you can't get freedom...

She has never given up hope. In the end, she even relied on the despicable and arrogant woman Qixi to help her arch the throne of the Lord of Heaven. She is naive, and that woman will really fulfill her promise. When she become the master, she will respect the mackerel and no longer treat them as slaves.

Now that I think about it, it seems to be even more delusional. When the seeds of hope sprouted, God had cut off the way forward. Fate is caused by people, but people themselves can't change.

She used to be the pride of the Sifan Dongtian mackerel family. But now, she is nothing. She repeatedly ruined everyone's hope and lost her happiness again and again. She has no face to continue to stay in that place and face her own people. Why don't you leave your hometown and go to a place you don't know?

She looked up at the sky and the moon, and the night wind made her feel comfortable. It's almost time to leave.

Don't get me wrong, Xiao Fengchuan. Now this requiem song is not sung for you, but for myself. But unfortunately, if you want to die with you today, just think of it as a song for the two of us.

As she sang, she curled her wrists and condensed a sharp ice edge in her hand. The cold reflection of the moonlight made her face purple.

You still can't be swallowed up by the demons of the demon clan. In the end, we should choose the mackerel's own way and make a decision.

"Wait!"

At the moment when the ice touched the pink throat, someone stopped it in the distance. It was two people who ran towards her.

It is the Qingyu case and Wulingchun. After another night of fierce battle, they were all scarred, and their clear eyes were not tired at all.

"Fengchuan!" Wu Lingchun quickly found Fengchuan, who fell to the ground, and the wolfberries holding his hand in pain.

"What did you do to Fengchuan?" Wu Lingchun glared at Xuanqing. In the Qingyu case, he bent down and tested the pulse of Fengchuan. She shook her head.

"Since you don't keep your promise, we will kill you at this moment! And the evil spirits under yours, let's go to hell for reincarnation!"

Wu Lingchun's hand waving the fan was held down by the Qingyu case. She shook her head and said, "Xiaochun, don't be impulsive. Now that the evil spirits in the city have been basically eliminated, we will end the battle early. Take Fengchuan back to the safe area to heal the injury first, and leave it to me here.

The meaning of shaking his head just now in the Qingyu case is not that Fengchuan is hopeless, but that he is fine. I knew that this guy didn't die so easily, and he wouldn't die so quickly under the hands of miscellaneous fish. Wu Lingchun asked, "But Qinger, you are here alone..."

The green jade case raised her hand gently, and a silver-white silk thread floated out of her sleeve, gently around Wu Lingchun's index finger. "If I am in danger, I will pull this thread, and you can come to support immediately. In this way, you can rest assured."

As Qingyu said, he blinked at Wu Lingchun mischievously. Wu Lingchun smiled happily and sadly. It seemed that he could only believe her.

"Qing'er." Wu Lingchun picked up Fengchuan and asked the wolfberries to follow closely. Finally, he took a deep look at the Qingyu case, as if to send her thousands of blessings with the last look, "Be careful."