Su Lanting had just taken a step when the Green Dew Knife suddenly trembled, broke through its sheath and flew out, disappearing from her sight in an instant.

If the Green Dew Knife wasn't flying out in front of her, she'd reach out to stop it.

But now the situation made her even more nervous.

Ji Ming is actually in this darkness?

What did he summon the Green Dew Knife for?

What's really going on up ahead?

Yu Luoxia and Su Lanting both wanted to know the answers to these three questions.

But at this moment, a verdant knife mark appeared in the darkness, and the emerald green left countless marks in the darkness in an instant, like a creeper spreading on the wall, full of vitality and green.

Even when he was besieging and killing the bird demon, the knife that Ji Ming showed his realm did not have the power and momentum of this knife at this time.

The air was faintly filled with the fragrance of plants and trees, and this familiar smell made Su Lanting's nose sour.

This fragrance seems to spread with the spread of knife intent, with the fragrance of birds and flowers, green mountains and green waters, quiet and quiet, and laughter.

Su Lanting seemed to see everything before again.

The master looked into the distance at the door of the wooden house and took in the clouds.

The little junior sister was light and happy in the forest, and the laughter echoed in the mountains and forests like a silver bell, making the corners of the senior brother's mouth rise in the practice, and he swung a knife out of his back, accurately dividing a fallen leaf in the middle in two.

And she washed her mud-stained hands by the mountain spring, occasionally secretly looking at the direction of Ji Ming's practice, with a smile in her eyes.

It was the happiest time of her life.

It was also the happiest time in Ji Ming's life.

Su Lanting woke up from the memory, and there was a bitterness in his heart.

That memory...... There's never going back.

But the uneasiness in her heart soon overpowered the nostalgia for the past.

In the knife that the senior brother swung out, there was everything in Yilan Mountain, or everything he had experienced.

All emotions are told in one knife, and the meaning of forgetting life and death is even stronger.

What's going on over there?

When they crossed an area full of fallen and broken bamboos, they finally saw the figures of Ji Ming and Bei Ming Cultivator in front of them.

However, there is also Li Hongchao.

Bei Mingxiu half-knelt to the side, his expression was painful and struggling, and there was a strong black qi rolling on his body.

Ji Ming and Li Hongchao hugged each other, to be precise, it was Ji Ming who hugged Li Hongchao.

The green dew knife was inserted into the ground not far away, the knife was covered with blood, and there was a blood hole in the chests of the two people who hugged each other, and the blood was gurgling down, and it was impossible to tell whose blood it was.

It was clear that it was the Green Dew Knife that had pierced the two of them.

Li Hong's face was full of ruthlessness, but occasionally there was a touch of tenderness, and his whole expression was extremely distorted, like a demon crawling out of the underworld.

"Good...... Good ......"

Two good words, the tone is very different.

The former is anger and the latter is liberation.

Ji Ming struggled to show a smile and said, "I won't let you be...... Someone else's puppet, this is my last ...... What can I do for you...... It's over. ”

His voice became lower and lower, and his head gradually lowered, leaning on Li Hongchao's shoulder.

However, no matter how Li Hongchao struggled, the hands he held her waist were always as tight as shackles.

And Li Hongchao, who was tightly locked by him, turned ruthless after shedding a tear.

Su Lanting was stunned by this picture, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She never imagined that things would turn out like this.

Yu Luoxia didn't know what to say.

The image had already shocked her mind.

Bei Ming Xiu felt the arrival of Yu Luoxia and Su Lanting, endured the severe pain on his body, and said, "That demon is still in Li Hongchao's body!"

After shouting this sentence with all his might, he could no longer speak.

He also needs to control the Fallen Yuan to balance the Death Eye, and his body is on the verge of collapse.

And there was pure anger in this shout.

Even when facing Fang Chengyu back then, he was not so angry.

......

It all started when Yu Luoxia and Su Lanting had just entered the barrier.

At that time, the Northern Immortal Cultivator made a desperate gamble and invaded the body of the Death Demon Eye, but was quickly locked by Fang Chengyi, unable to escape, and could only resist as best he could.

And at this moment, Ji Ming suddenly rushed out and fought with Fang Chengyi.

Ji Ming was still injured on his body, and he was not Fang Chengyi's opponent at all, he spat blood from his mouth after a few moves, and fell to the ground like a water dog, but he was soon able to get up again and continue to attack Fang Chengyi.

Punch, fall, punch, fall......

Even if Fang Chengyi was annoyed and broke his sternum, Ji Ming was still able to stand up and walk towards Fang Chengyi with difficulty.

The Northern Meditation Cultivator understood what he wanted to do.

His heart is dead.

But he didn't want Li Hongchao's body to be occupied by someone else.

He was atoning for his sins and wanted to save Li Hongchao.

And he has to save him, otherwise Su Lanting will be sad.

In the years before him, he had been a coward.

He watched his little sister being insulted by the demons and buried in the fire.

He watched the second junior sister escape with serious injuries and did not come forward to help.

He just ran desperately, trying to escape a way out.

He has been a coward all his life, and now, he wants to be a hero for half a quarter of an hour.

Eventually, he did.

At this time, Fang Chengyi was very uncomfortable, the four masters of the Heavenly Dao Alliance had already begun to bombard his barrier, and there was a Northern Immortal Cultivator inside who interfered with his control of the Death Demon Eye with the Fallen Yuan, and he could only rely on the strength of Li Hongchao to deal with Ji Ming.

He wanted to kill Ji Ming directly, but his control over Li Hongchao's body was not as good as he wanted.

It was Li Hongchao resisting.

Fang Chengyi was particularly angry about this.

If it weren't for his distraction to resist internal and external troubles, where would Li Hongchao still struggle?

"You want to protect that coward? ”

After saying this, Fang Chengyi bit the tip of his tongue and forcibly suppressed Li Hongchao's resistance, and the bamboo stick stabbed Ji Ming's heart, and Ji Ming's atrium was bleeding profusely.

Bei Mingxiu closed his eyes, trying not to let this image disturb his mind.

He knew that Fang Chengyi's blow had pierced Ji Ming's heart.

This darkness is a place where the laws of the Heavenly Dao Alliance cannot shine, and he cannot be effectively healed by the Hundred Herbs Palace, and he is bound to die.

And in the next second, Ji Ming took advantage of the situation and hugged Fang Chengyi to death, no matter how Fang Chengyi struggled, he couldn't break free.

Fang Chengyi said angrily: "Little bastard, let go!"

Ji Ming spat blood from his mouth, ignored him, and glanced behind him with some difficulty.

A green glow appeared in the darkness.

The green dew was sharp, riding the wind and waves, and directly penetrated Ji Ming's heart.

There was a hole in his heart, and since he fled from Yilan Mountain, there has always been a hole in his heart.

Through that hole, it was Li Hongchao's chest.

This is the most powerful knife in Ji Ming's life.

It was also his last stab.

The green dew knife suddenly became generous and bright, and the green sword spurted out, and the freshness from Yilan Mountain diffused, blurring the flesh and blood on Li Hongchao's chest.

Fang Chengyi let out a howl of pain, his eyes becoming more and more resentful.

If it weren't for the fact that he just occupied Li Hongchao's body with secret techniques, instead of descending to the deity, this knife would have killed him.

Rao is like this, Li Hongchao's body, which was originally seriously injured by the Northern Meditation Cultivator, has returned to the sky at this moment.

"Do you want to free her even if you sacrifice yourself?" Fang Chengyi sneered and tried to break free of Ji Ming's embrace, and said, "Do your best for a dead man, what a fool." ”

Ji Ming was angry, but when he heard this, he smiled and said, "Little junior sister...... Won't think about it...... Become someone else's puppet...... She's so strong......"

Fang Chengyi wanted to tear him apart, but Li Hongchao's body was close to collapse, and he couldn't carry his strength at all.

Li Hongchao's will was also preventing him from attacking.

"Rebel, is that how you treat your benefactor?"

Fang Chengyi roared at himself, but to no avail.

He couldn't suppress Li Hong's counterattack towards his will.

The pressure on the Northern Meditation Cultivator suddenly decreased, and he fell to the ground, even if he was full of anger, he could only do his best to maintain the influence of the Fallen Yuan on the Death Demon Eye.

He knew very well that if he couldn't contain the Death Demon Eye, not only would the Heavenly Dao Alliance not be able to attack easily, but he would also die in the dark, and Ji Ming's sacrifice would really be in vain.

However, he was already in a blur of consciousness now that he maintained the fallen yuan, and he didn't have the strength to make up for the seriously injured Fang Chengyi.

And a few seconds later, Su Lanting and Yu Luoxia also came here and saw Ji Ming for the last time.

That's how it all went.