The moment her head separated from her body, she felt the coldness in the end.
Then the world turned into a dark ball.
Countless unknown monsters rushed from all directions, and the disciples on the periphery took the lead and immediately surrounded. Elder Cao shouted and directed his disciples to set up sword formations and fight against the enemy back to back.
A monster suddenly leaned over and bit Elder Cao hard on the shoulder.
The black gas spread rapidly on Elder Cao's body at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. However, Elder Cao slashed the monster's head with a sword and continued as if nothing had happened.
The Lishui Sword drew a meniscus arc of light, and blood rain splashed out with the sword light.
Elder Cao turned his head, took a breath and made a gesture to Qiuqiu while shouting.
He was signaling her to leave.
Qiuqiu was also a little panting, but now she couldn't leave these disciples to find Shi'er.
During the chaos, she suffered several sword injuries on her body, but she didn't feel any pain at all.
A large piece of rock rolled down, and the rubble around him was smashed and splashed.
Guan Wei blocked the gravel for her and said quickly: "Go and help him, I'm here."
Qiuqiu turned his head hard and looked at him. The sword light that was flying in the sky reflected in his eyes, flashing.
She bit her lips hard, swept out to the ground, looking for the stairs toward the ground.
The steps were buried, and the bricks and rubble were stacked heavily on it.
Guan Wei helped her, and the two of them worked together to clear a hole that could allow people to enter.
Qiuqiu jumped down from the entrance of the cave. As soon as he landed, he began to stumble and ran, without even thinking about anything.
The huge sealed land has changed, the mountain wall has collapsed, the gravel on the top of the cave has been falling, and smoke and dust are everywhere. The sealed formation and the formation set up by Shi'er are entangled in disorder, and the purple lightning is closely attached to it.
Three kinds of lights are rising and falling one after another, fighting silently.
Qiuqiu stopped. A piece of gravel flying towards him was blocked by the light that instantly lit up in Jinliu.
She looked left and right in a daze.
Shi'er's voice came from behind.
"Qiuqiu."
She turned her head, and Shi'er's clothes were covered with blood, and he walked towards her step by step.
Qiuqiu looked at him quietly. When he approached her, the sword light of Lishui Sword was as sharp as a spiritual snake, and it rushed towards the man's vest like lightning.
A look of surprise appeared on Shi'er's face. He dodged to the side.
Qiuqiu is also chasing.
She didn't want to stab him, she just wanted to force him back.
"I can't even cheat you."
The clothes on the inner demon turned black, and he had a puzzled look on his face: "Why can you tell it clearly? Why?"
The inner demon is here, where is Shi'er?
It's going to dawn.
The dome above the head broke through countless pores, and the wind on the ground blew down from the pores.
Qiuqiu stared at the inner demon.
When she faced this irrational monster, she knew she had no chance of winning.
He can hurt her. But she can't hurt him. Injuring him means hurting Shi'er too.
But the inner demon did not seize this great opportunity. He stood there and looked at her, but there was no hostility in his eyes.
Where is Shi'er?
Next she saw Shi'er.
He walked out of the darkness with a piano in his hand.
The inner demon jumped into the air, and the sword light slashed down like a thunder.
Shi'er didn't dodge such a sharp sword at all, but instead met with the sword light.
Just as Qiuqiu was watching, the inner demon turned around in a mess, and the dazzling sword energy hit the mountain wall a little out of control. Countless gravels flew out of control.
Their situation was actually reversed.
Just now, the inner demon was still fearless and was not afraid of being hurt at all. But now Shi'er has become rude, and the inner demon is afraid of his hands and feet, just like just now, he seemed to be afraid of hurting Shi'er, and moved by himself
The offensive started.
After this fight, their figures disappeared again.
Water drops fell on the face.
Qiuqiu reached out and wiped it, it was not water, it was blood.
Li Shui Jian was looking for the target blankly, and the faint green light reflected the stone wall wherever he walked.
The light of the formation is bright and dark, and it is subjected to the impact of both the ground and the underground at the same time. The monster that was severely injured by Shi'er just now makes a comeback, and the purple lightning above echoes it from afar, and the heavy and depressing feeling is like a mountain.
Press down tightly.
Shi'er and the inner demon appeared again.
Their figures intersect, like illusions.
This small space is filled with all kinds of power, and the dull rumbling sounds sounded from all directions, on the soles of the feet, on the head, and around the body.
The black clouds turned into thick fog here, getting colder and colder. Qiuqiu's hair tips and eyebrows were frozen and frost flowers were blooming, and the breath that came out turned white.
One goes up and the other goes down, and the seal light on the soles of the feet becomes weak.
Qiuqiu raised her head.
It's going to dawn soon.
This night was so long, but I could see the end.
In the middle of the formation ahead, Qiuqiu saw them again.
Then a huge dazzling sword light burst out, and the light of formation and lightning roared.
In the face of such a loud bang, people's eyes can't see anything and ears can't hear anything.
Then everything disappeared and turned into silence and darkness.
The piano sounded again, with overtones swaying, light and clear.
This sound of the piano is like a command.
A faint sunlight penetrated through the cracks above the head.
It's dawn.
Qiuqiu raised her head blankly.
it's over?
She took a step forward.
The dazzling light, sound, collision, and vibration just now disappeared.
Qiuqiu tripped by something underground, and Guan Wei pulled her from behind.
Qiuqiu stood still and saw the figure in front of her.
She saw the inner demon first.
The figure of the inner demon stood there, and then Shi'er's figure also appeared. He stood behind the inner demon.
Two identical figures look like a person with his shadow.
The black human figure shook, and a crack appeared from the middle of the head, and the crack quickly expanded and spread throughout the body.
This situation made Qiuqiu feel inexplicably familiar.
This...is just like the paper man back then.
The black debris turned into ashes, and Qiuqiu stood in front of Shi'er.
The gains and losses are not as important as his at this time.
The sun shone through the cracks, and a faint dust flew in the light column. The dust that should have been gray and dark was dyed red and gold by the sun. When the breath was exhaled, the dust particles were blown to the point.
It drifts away and cannot be seen.
"Shi'er?"
Her voice was not answered.
Qiuqiu reached out and touched him gently.
The piano in Shi'er's hand slid off and she fell down in the direction of her.
Qiuqiu opened her arms blankly, but her hands were so soft that she had no strength.
Shi'er fell down and she sat down with her.
Qiuqiu brushed away a strand of hair on his face and held up his face.
Shi'er looked peaceful, as if she was asleep.
Qiuqiu never had a moment of being as clear and calm as he was now, so he left.
He left her and went to a distant place where she would never find and would never come back.
Qiuqiu held his hand and pressed it on his face.
How could this happen?
None of this should be true.
He might open his eyes the next moment and stare at her with those eyes that made her intoxicated.
He and she still have such a long way to go together. They clearly agreed.
I thought it would take that long.
How could they separate at this time?
It was clearly stated.
Someone rushed over, someone helped her up, and took Shi'er over.
Someone was talking to her, and the chaotic scenes and sounds seemed to come from another world. She couldn't hear or see clearly. She looked at the person in front of her in a daze, who was talking to her, her lips were opening and closing.
Something flowed down, my eyes blurred.
Qiuqiu raised his hand and wiped the blood from his eyes.
The person in front of him turned out to be Guan Wei.
Is it Shi'er who is holding his hand horizontally?
Qiuqiu stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."
Guan Wei discovered it, and she didn't hear a single word he said.
Qiuqiu repeated: "Give him to me."
Shi'er was held in his hand, so light and swaying that it was not very important.
Qiuqiu thought that he would definitely not leave her like this.
She wouldn't let him leave either.
Qiuqiu could clearly remember the first time he saw Shi Chi. At that time, he looked like a girl, with black hair, white skin, and his eyes as if he had magical powers. When he looked at her
, She forgot even thinking.
What was she thinking at that time?
Some of them can't remember clearly.
Maybe I was wondering who she is.
Or maybe she is thinking, she is so beautiful.
But then she became him.
He did not leave her behind. It was difficult for her to live in Xiuyuan Mountain alone. He came to pick her up and took her back to Jiufeng.
They practice together, read together, fall asleep together, and walk among the mountains and fields with their hands together.
When I was with him, I would never feel lonely or scared.
Qiuqiu thought, maybe they had become accustomed to each other before they fell in love.
He was like a part of her body, like the air she breathed, like the light she saw when she opened her eyes, so natural, natural, and everywhere.
Guan Wei followed her closely.
Qiuqiu did not carry Shi'er all the way forward. She put him down and tidyed up his hair and clothes.
There were no obvious wounds on Shi'er's body, so it was very labor-saving to clean up.
"Brother Guan, you have known each other since childhood, right?"
"yes."
"Did he always be like this when he was a child?"
Guan Wei's thoughts were also a little slow.
He thought, what did the Peak Lord look like when he was young?
No, he had a very weak impression. Because he rarely met, I just heard of him.
He has a chronic illness and rarely sees people. Even if he can see it, he can see it from a distance, and he can't speak or have any impression.
At that time, he had only one mind to have a sword.
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I got home late today, I wrote very slowly, and I was distracted. The mental pressure was very great.
I am particularly afraid of the future. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support are my greatest motivation.)