Simeng originally thought that he had received the master's sword energy and was hit by his own sword. If he fell into the hot magma again, he would definitely die.
But when she met his charming eyes, she suddenly realized, "You damn phoenix! Are you pretending to be dead for me? Why don't you go down and let my senior brother go!" She raised her hand and slapped him hard on the chest.
, but the damp heat coming from her palm made her heart stagnate. She retracted her palm and wiped all the blood on his sleeve.
Cang Xuan looked at her slightly childish behavior with a smile. His eyes were filled with affection for just a moment. Shi Meng's deliberately dodged gaze made him feel more gratified. He turned his head and swooped down holding her hand.
Down.
As soon as Fang landed, Simeng broke free from his hand and ran towards the boulder in the center of the island.
Behind the boulder, there was no figure of Mu Zili, only the fiery red iron chain embedded in the black withered bones.
As Xi Meng approached the withered bones step by step, her heart felt like it was being baked in lava. When she was three feet away from the withered bones, her legs weakened and she could no longer take a step forward.
"Senior Brother Mu..."
Judging from the skeletal physique and the iron chain on his collarbone, there is no doubt that he is Mu Zili.
The red iron chain was still emitting hot smoke, and Shi Meng called his name hoarsely.
After a while, a familiar voice came from behind, "Cang Xuan! I can't blame anyone else for what happened today. I'm not a ruthless god like heaven, and I don't want to drive you all away. However, you have repeatedly challenged my bottom line! Mu Zili
He is my most proud disciple, and since he lost his life at your hands, you should pay for it with your own life!"
When Xi Meng turned around in a daze, he saw the black sword energy in Gu Huai's palm once again passing through Cang Xuan's already shaky body.
His silver-white robe was finally dyed a fiery red, and paired with his silky red hair, he still charmed all living beings.
His eyes were always staring at her, and she was absent-minded for a moment.
When he came back to his senses, he stumbled to Gu Huai, knelt down with a bang, and kowtowed heavily, "Master! Quickly save Brother Mu! His soul must still be attached to these withered bones! You
Find a way to save him!"
"Meng'er..." Gu Huai looked at the withered bones in front of him, and his heart ached slightly, "Although Master is an immortal, there are things that he cannot do."
Hearing this, Shi Meng shook his head blankly, his face turned red due to the tightness in his chest, "No! No way! Senior brother, he has condensed his energy into shape, how can he be bound by this body? Master must have a way to save him! Master
…”
"Meng'er, it's not that Master refuses to save him. It's just that his demon spirit is no longer there, and now there is only a white skeleton left. Even though Master has extraordinary abilities, there is nothing he can do!" Gu Huai looked helplessly at Simeng, his eyes slightly red.
Why wouldn't he feel sad? It's rare for a disciple with Mu Zili's qualifications to have an incomprehensible relationship with his master and Wangyou. If he had any idea, he would never watch helplessly like this.