In order to gain precious escape time for Xi Mutong and others, Duan Xiao sat on the throne of the Ghost King and replaced the Shura King with his own body. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xi Mutong saw that his life was on the line, how could she leave him alone, but she knew that the ghost mountain was about to fall, and if she didn't take advantage of the opportunity he created to escape, she was afraid that she would really never be able to get out again, so she decisively used Pingyun Jue to open up an escape channel, and ordered Erliu Immortal to evacuate quickly with the tone of the immortal head.

The situation is urgent, and there is really no room for wordiness, Yun Zhishang and Qingqiu are carefree, but they just collide with each other to make a look, and they walk out hand in hand.

Xi Mutong watched their backs drift away, breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hand, the Ice Beast Whip was already clenched in his hand.

Although the resentment has faded, the ground crack has not stopped, and there is a tendency to intensify. The pool of blood cracked and sank everywhere, and she and the broken flute had been separated by a huge chasm.

Xi Mutong wanted to cross the chasm and stand beside him, but he was so angry that he couldn't fly. She pondered for a moment, pointed to a dead wood, and in an instant lifted several branches, volleying them above the chasm.

The deadwood bridge can only be suspended for a moment before falling into the abyss, she walked out of the lotus pond and stepped quickly on the dead wood, even if the resentment under her feet was heavy, the steps with the lotus track were not chaotic, and in the blink of an eye, she was already standing at the other end of the chasm.

Broken Flute was determined to sacrifice and no longer put up any resistance even as danger approached. He just closed his eyes tightly, basking in warm memories, waiting to be taken away by death.

But suddenly, there was a chill on his cheeks, and when he opened his eyes quickly, he saw Xi Mutong's ice face appear in front of him, and a hand gently touched his face.

"Tong'er?" he exclaimed, "You're crazy, why don't you go with your two brothers?"

"Brother Broken Xiao......" Xi Mutong touched his eyes, with mixed feelings, and had many words in his heart, but what he really said was only these four words.

"You...... Would you like to call me brother?" he opened his eyes wide in astonishment, his eyes covered with tears.

"Of course I do. For thousands of years, you have been my only relative in this world. Even if the sky falls apart and the world is destroyed again, Tong'er's feelings for her brother are unshakable. You can die for me, and you are more important than anything else in my life. In case you really can't survive this time, Tong'er is willing to die with you. ”

She said this very calmly, if you just look at her expression, you will never guess that the content of her words is related to life and death.

Broken Xiao listened to the heartache and bowed his head deeply, "A bastard like me, it's not a pity to die a hundred times." Tong'er, what I have done to you is not as good as a beast, and it is really not worth saving you! If I die here, it can only be regarded as God's punishment for me, and you must not pay for my life! I beg you, while I still have the strength to maintain this underground mechanism, hurry up!"

The two of them said a few words, and a crack opened after the throne. Feeling the fluctuations of the earth crack under the feet of the broken flute, he smiled miserably, and had decided to say goodbye to Xi Mutong, leaned back, leaned down against the throne, and fell towards the bottomless abyss.

The underground grievances are roaring, but I am afraid that they will turn into gas without touching the bottom at all.

He thought that he was going to die, closed his eyes again, and waited for the death of his consciousness, but he didn't expect the decline to last for a few seconds before he suddenly left, and when he opened his eyes, it was still Xi Mutong, who had thrown out the ice beast whip and firmly tied one of his arms.

The Ice Beast Whip is a divine object, and it can be subjected to the power of a thousand jun, but he is being tied to the throne by several blood vessels, the throne is heavy, and he is being dragged down by resentment, and Xi Mutong is about to be unable to pull it.

"Tong'er, give up! If I break the flute and get the favor of God, and reincarnate as a human in a hundred years, I will go to find you and renew the unfinished family relationship with you in this life!"

He pleaded with tears, but Xi Mutong smiled at the corner of his lips and said, "In the next life, you and I are still breathing, why bother to say such frustrating words? You still have unfinished responsibilities in this life, and it is really not time to think about the next life!" )