"Xin'er, what are you crying about!"

Shuyi is really anxious, he doesn't know what's going on at all, he was fine a moment ago, even if he is leaving, he can't bear him, he doesn't have to be like this, right?

Huaxin didn't know that she was crying, she couldn't control it, her whole emotions collapsed, the whole person was out of control, and the bean-sized tears kept rolling down.

Like, this is the only way for her to vent.

"Don't cry, Xin'er, whatever you want, this king depends on you, this king doesn't force you to go, this king ...... Hmmm"

The sound was paused, mixed with a "poof" sound that pierced the flesh, and Shuyi and Huaxin paused at the same time.

A black blade passed from his back through his heart and pierced his chest, piercing out with warm blood.

"Childe"

Xuanyuan Mo kicked away the Qian Jun Mo who was still holding his sword, and the whole person was so shocked that his eyes were about to split.

This is the Sword of the Dead!

It is rumored to be the sword of the Nine Nether Kings, an ancient artifact.

This sword has the strongest yin qi and is bloodthirsty, which hurts the pure yang body of his son-in-law the most.

It's all to blame on him, he has no defense against Dump Junmo, and he actually committed such a shameful thing as being snatched away from his sword!

"Heart...... Heart, don't cry. Shuyi held the sword that pierced his chest with one hand, and slowly stretched out the other hand towards the heart of the painting, as if he wanted to wipe her tears.

Even, there was a gentle smile on the corner of his lips.

It seems to be distressed, and it seems to be comforting......

This sword pierced through his heart, even if he had divine power to protect his body, his mortal flesh and bones could not withstand this sword.

Under the Immortal Sword, he is the first one who has not yet lost his soul.

Even if there was a golden lotus body, he was injured under the Immortal Sword that day.

The people around were stunned by this sudden change, and Yue Xingyun, who rushed over, had already arrested Dump Junmo as a spy in Qingcheng.

Huaxin also seemed to be frightened, and even tears were so frightened that she held her eyes in her eyes, but she never walked over, and did not respond to Shuyi's hand stretched out towards her.

Seeing that she didn't cry, Shuyi was a little relieved, for fear that he would scare her, so he reluctantly cheered up, protected his heart with divine power, and commanded behind him, "Xuanyuan, draw your sword." ”

"Childe ......" Xuanyuan's hand that had not shaken the sword for ten years was trembling and trembling at this time, and he couldn't hold it.

"Pull" Shuyi commanded again, gritting his teeth.

"Poof".

Blood splatters.

Shu Yi quickly raised his finger and clicked on a few big points, this is not an ordinary injury, it can't be healed with spiritual power, he can only deal with it roughly like this first.

Yue Xingyun immediately ordered, "Go and ask Elder Qingyin to come over." ”

Xuanyuan Mo, who pulled out his sword, immediately turned red, and pointed a sword at Dump Jun Mo, "I knew that you were so ill-intentioned, I shouldn't have saved you in the first place, the only mistake I made in Xuanyuan Mo's life was you!"

At this time, not only Yue Xingyun, almost everyone felt that Dump Junmo was a heinous spy because he was from Qingcheng.

Dumping Junmo had already come to his senses, just now, he was trapped in terrible memories, the kind of desperate killing the other party to survive, so that he made a sword killing Shuyi move out of control.

At that time, Shuyi's mind was on Huaxin, and he was flustered by her sudden blood and tears, and he didn't have any defense.

As a result, the sword of pouring Junmo is done!

He doesn't regret it, though.

Keeping Shuyi, he originally wanted to use him to kill Jun Yin, it was just a more fun and cruel way to play, he had wanted to kill Jun Yin for too long, even if he couldn't kill Jun Yin's real body, killing this clone could also relieve his anger!