The girl in black held a person in her arms, her sharp and unfathomable eyes, the last luster had disappeared, large stains of bright red blood stained her robe, and her armor was cold.

Sadness, depression, despair and other strong emotions swept over her like a storm in the deep sea. She was covered in blood and scarred but she was unaware of it. She was already dead, dead a long time ago, why did she spend her precious life to save her?

A dead person?

Irony. She took every step and insisted on her own way, which actually ruined her heart's desire.

The black mist is like a monster that has lost its restraints, eroding everything around it wantonly. She has no suppression or control.

Everything about Ying Meng's body and the iceberg beauty in his arms gradually became cold and weak, and his consciousness gradually became faint, and the world fell into darkness, a bottomless abyss.

The moonlight had become surprisingly dim at this time, coupled with the strange black mist surrounding it, and with some unknown magic power, the ice-covered hillside rose endlessly toward the dark sky, and the sky echoed with terrifying thunder.

It's like wiping out something that shouldn't exist.

When Xianghan arrived, he saw a desolate scene.

From the center of the black fog, disgusting ridicules continued to be heard, and the ridicule was also mixed with the wailing of a person. No one had heard such a sound except in the chaotic nightmare and the river of hell fire. The wailing seemed to

It is to inject all the horror and pain that has tortured a lifetime into one appalling moment.

He instinctively maintained the primitive fear passed down from his ancestors, his steps were instinctively stiff, and he couldn't help but feel a little awe and timidity in his heart.

But when he goes in, he can feel that someone is waiting for him.

Xianghan couldn't describe what he was feeling right now. He was terrified, uneasy, worried, and cold, all mixed together.

It was at that moment that he realized that something had happened to his Xiaoxue. He rushed as fast as he could but it seemed that it was too late.

Is Ying Meng crazy?! How can she attack Xiao Xue?! She can hate the world, but she has no right to hate Xiao Xue. She doesn’t know anything!

Xianghan looked at the black mist that was rampant in front of him, and instinctively realized that it was the realm of the abyss. His bloodline constantly fed back fear to remind him of the danger in front of him, but he still stepped in resolutely. Because there was someone waiting for him, even if

She was probably dead, but as long as there was a one in 10,000 chance, he would take the gamble because he could, because he wanted to.

There were horrifying howls in the darkness, warning the visitor. He directly saw the terrifyingly lifelike monster, the monster that was unimaginable and even indescribable. It could completely transform a group of happy people into a monster just by its appearance.

They became a group of crazy fugitives.

The biting darkness, accompanied by deathly silence and despair, pressed on him little by little, just like a hunter playing with his prey, hoping to see the prey collapse little by little.

Xianghan felt an unprecedented chill, his body began to stiffen, and he could hardly move. He staggered forward, slowly but surely. His spirit began to feel dizzy, and he could not even fully control his body to follow his own will.

He had lost his balance, but still dragged himself forward a few steps. He suddenly realized painfully that the darkness was so close, and even vaguely imagined that he could hear the time but hollow, chaotic and creepy breathing. He almost

He is going crazy, but he can't. There is some belief that supports him to move forward.

No one could describe what he saw. It was an endless nightmare or even a hellish disaster, but there was still light in his eyes.

He suddenly felt very tired, but he couldn't close his eyes. The frequency of his heartbeat was close to stopping and there was no sound anymore, but he didn't want to stop.

Three volumes of the Book of Heaven: Snow is pure and spotless, so there is no fear. People are not fearless, but because they have reasons to overcome fear, they try their best.

Finally, when the bone-deep pain and boundless fear swept in like an undercurrent in the deep sea at midnight, he saw the only piece of pure land...

Yingmeng's slender white fingers slightly hugged a touch of white, which seemed like the whitest color in the world...

Xianghan reluctantly opened his obsidian eyes, which were astonishingly bright and stared at so white. The crescent moon was like a hook, soft and weak, but always cold and indifferent, and at the same time as flawless as white jade, she was his sweetheart.

Yingmeng fell to the ground, and the severe pain seemed to give him a little willpower.

The faint light suddenly appeared in the sky, and the young man's brows were reflected in a trance, clear and picturesque.

She looked vaguely at the scene in front of her. The boy came against the light and crossed the abyss for his princess... Another person who was not swallowed by the abyss... Haha, that's great.

Little Snowball... No one can see the abyss of emotion in Ying Meng's eyes. Isolation and loneliness interweave the most morbid emotions.

It turns out that luck really does favor a person too generously.

Yingmeng opened her mouth slightly, and her first sentence was a plea. "Save her..."

Xianghan put the sword on her neck, but she didn't resist.

Yingmeng raised her hand, and her slender and distinct fingers tightly grasped the sword blade. She knelt on the ground in a panic, her palm was cut by a sharp edge, and it was dripping with blood. She didn't care, and she didn't even open her eyes.

There was a blink. "Save her..."

Xianghan punched her hard in the face and snatched Xiao Xue from her arms. He tremblingly put his fingertips on Xiao Xue's neck... there was still a trace of weak breath.

Seeing his expression, a beam of light ignited in Yingmeng's eyes, and something flickered in the corner of her eyes. "Save her..."

There is still help...

Xianghan, who held Xiao Xue in his arms, looked deeply at Ying Meng, who saw the madness at all costs. He said: "If Xiao Xue dies, I will never ."

A deep laugh burst out from Yingmeng's mouth. She had seen many obsessions, but never seen this kind. She was willing to let go of her obsession because of her obsession. She had never understood this complex emotion.

"If she dies, I won't let myself go." Ying Meng held the sword tightly. She coughed out blood and her voice suddenly rose. "Did you hear that? If she dies, I won't let her go."

Live your own life. I will follow your path, but if you dare to do this again, I will drag you into the world of immortality before you are buried with it!"

Then without any warning, she stabbed herself in the heart with the sword blade.

There was a rustle in the surrounding forest, and then it dissipated.

Yingmeng forced herself to swallow the blood that poured into her throat, suppressing the cold and huge pain, and spoke very softly. "Save her..." Stop taking part in the overall situation of the world.

Xianghan looked at her deeply, unable to understand the complicated shadows and dreams in his eyes. Finally, Xianghan put away the blade stained with rotten blood and picked up Xiangxue. "For Xiaoxue's sake, I will ."

I'll live with you." So your life belongs to Xiaoxue, live a good life for her.

Yingmeng looked at his slowly disappearing back, her voice was hoarse and low, so soft that it could break at any time, but so firm and stubborn that it was incredible. "Save her..."

As the wind reached Xiang Han's ears, Xiang Han's eyes darkened, and finally... he didn't say anything. Just take care of yourself.

There was a sound of horse hooves in the surrounding forest, and Yingmeng started to sleep. Even if she was embarrassed and desperate, she could not show any emotion, because she was a demon king, and she could only be strong.

She stood up slowly, suppressing all the mental and physical pain, straightened her back, and with a chilling air, when she saw the soldiers and horses, she gestured for them to retreat.

After all the dust settled, she looked at the place where Xiang Han disappeared and sighed, just like Qing Yu. "I for Xiao Xueqiu's sake."
Chapter completed!