The chirping sound was distant, lingering and lingering, and suddenly it was extremely sad and cold. The immortal soldiers who fled in panic fell down one by one, vomiting blood.
After three turns and nine turns, apart from the smell of blood, there was deathly silence in the air.
Zhao Yinxiao fell to the ground, landing at her feet, making a crisp sound, which seemed particularly harsh and sharp in the silence.
After a moment, she slowly leaned over and stretched out her hand. When her fingertips touched the cold tube body, she suddenly felt a chill spread from her fingertips to her whole body, which made her shiver, followed by a wave of coldness.
An inexplicable feeling of powerlessness.
He picked up Xiao and turned to look at Xi Heng. He was lying on the ground in pain and whimpering softly.
She weakly called out: "Hey, peacock."
Xi Heng paused, and it took him a long time to straighten up from the ground. He turned around and saw that his face was full of tears and his eyes were red. He wanted to open his mouth to respond, but his throat was hoarse.
Changle stood where he was, not daring to take a step forward, fearing that if he took this step, he would fall into eternal spiritual pain.
Her sister, her most respected sister, had protected her for two lives, and the sister who always stood in front of her finally sacrificed herself for the sake of righteousness.
Her sister is no longer here.
There are still bits of golden light from the sun in the air, and golden spots are reflected in the pupils.
She suddenly burst into tears again.
I never thought that one day I would be entangled endlessly with a depressed heart and fall into an abyss with no way out.
The eyes were sore, as if something was blocking them, making it difficult to breathe. The vision gradually became blurred, and nothing could be seen clearly.
While unconscious, I suddenly heard the sound of footsteps approaching from far away.
The sounds of chaotic footsteps were getting closer and closer, and when I looked up, I saw hundreds of heavenly soldiers arriving in a hurry, holding various magic weapons, all flashing with cold light.
They were so majestic that when they first saw the fallen Taotie and the kneeling Xi Heng, they couldn't help but salute in unison: "Your Highness, please forgive me for being late!"
Xi Heng's arrogant and downcast figure didn't even move. After waiting for a long time, there was no response. A group of heavenly soldiers looked around one after another. After seeing what was going on over there, they then looked around and discovered the death state of everyone on the ground. Their eyes
Turned to Changle.
The moment they saw Zhao Yin Xiao in her hand, everyone almost unanimously raised the magical weapon and said in shock: "Zhao Yin Xiao!"
Immediately afterwards, someone shouted: "These compatriots died in a way that saw no blood but no injuries. They all lost their lives to Zhao Yinxiao!"
Another person pointed at the Chang Xiao in Chang Le's hand and said passionately: "Zhao Yin Xiao! What she is holding is Zhao Yin Xiao! It's her! She can control Zhao Yin Xiao! It was she who killed our compatriots!"
The man spoke louder and louder, causing the surrounding corals to sway a few times. A pair of red eyes stared at her with murderous intent.
Tired of hearing these righteous words, she repeatedly rubbed Xiao's body with her fingertips, and lightly opened her thin lips: "It's me, so what?"
There was a faint smile on her face, but just a hint of Chang Xiao's sinister aura made people shiver with chills.
A slightly bolder one stepped forward and scolded: "How dare you, the evil witch, be so rampant!"
Changle's pale eyes were full of alienation. He glanced at him and said lightly: "So what."
The man was speechless and speechless. He raised his sword angrily and was about to charge forward.
At this time, Xi Heng, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke: "Back off."
His words were like a tranquilizer, making everyone quiet down.
The man paused for a moment, in disbelief, and then said unwillingly: "Your Highness! She is a witch, and she has the Summoning Xiao in her hands!"
"I said stand down," his usually clear and bright voice was now so deep and powerful that it was intimidating, "can't you hear me?"
The faces of the heavenly soldiers were full of indignation, but some still resisted: "If we let this witch go today, how will we let our dead colleagues rest in peace?"
Xi Heng then turned his face, and his pale and bloodless face was exposed to everyone's sight without warning. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and the cold light in his eyes suddenly appeared: "Do you need me to say more?
"After he finished speaking, he suddenly waved his sleeves, and a burst of magic power struck. Several immortal soldiers were seriously injured and fell to the ground. Their mouths were bloody, their eyes were wide open, and they said in surprise: "Your Highness, you, you... you were not like this before.
You will never take action against us..."
His words were sincere and slightly condemning, but Xi Heng had no patience to answer, and said indifferently: "I will apologize to my father when I go back, and I hope you will not be ignorant of current affairs."
The man immediately lost his voice. When the immortal soldiers heard this, they all became as silent as cicadas and did not dare to say anything anymore.
Within a moment, everyone was gone.
Chang Le lowered his eyes and looked at Xiao in his palm, with a hint of self-mockery on his lips.
She was holding Chang Xiao with one hand and covering her chest with the other. Her figure was shaky, as if she would faint at the slightest disturbance.
If he had met Suzakumon's sister and had not given him a cultivation level, if he had not agreed with her to come to the West Sea, if he had stopped her from offering sacrifices, would everything have been different?
If if if, it's all if.
She has life, but sister, she doesn’t have it anymore.
Sadness came over her, and she bent down crying.
There was darkness between heaven and earth, and only a crescent moon remained, casting soft light into the lotus pond of the imperial capital.
Changle carefully placed a soul-locking bottle on the mourning hall and knelt down. Xi Heng didn't even change his clothes. His face was stained with blood, and he just stood in front of the mourning hall without leaving.
The two of them looked at the mourning hall with the same gaze, both of them speechless.
Her eyes fell on a sandalwood box, and she suddenly found something deep in her memory.
It was a spring day more than 2,000 years ago. The imperial capital was full of flowers, peaceful and peaceful. It was the day when she and her sister were growing hair, and it was also the day when she and her sister met for the first time. After that day, they made an appointment to meet in the early summer of the following year.
We will meet in the lotus pond and enjoy a flourishing peach blossom together.
My sister was dancing in the middle of the lotus pond, while she was holding a basket of flowers and dancing on the shore. Her beautiful figure was like a water snake, enchanting and fascinating.
Every dance my sister dances is extremely elegant, and her every move and smile reveals her peerless youthfulness, which is dazzling.
At that time, she didn't know how to appreciate her. She always thought that her sister was a fairy in the sky, so she couldn't imitate her sister's elegance when dancing.
However, at such a beautiful moment, my sister's words broke this gorgeous beauty.
My sister said that this pool is her favorite place.
She was very happy at the time, singing and running happily into the pond, dancing and playing.
Somehow, a picture appeared in her mind at that time:
She and her sister were holding flowers, one was holding a bamboo pole, one was wearing a white skirt, and the other, a girl in a goose-yellow skirt, was holding a flower basket and chasing and playing in the pond.
The girl smiled particularly sweetly, and the man stood aside with a smile in his eyes.
They stay in one place for as long as half a stick of incense.
When the elder sister couldn't stand it anymore, they reluctantly returned to the shore.
After returning to the shore, my sister threw the petals in her hand to the lake, then sat down by the lake and waved to him with a smile.
He also smiled and extended his hand to her.
However, just when his hand touched his sister, an icy chill suddenly came from his arm. The biting chill made him shrink and retract his arm stiffly.
He looked up and saw a giant green snake slowly swimming towards him.
A pair of faint blue pupils on the snake's head were like a cold pool, exuding a fierce murderous aura.
He was startled and wanted to run away quickly, but the snake was too fast and arrived in front of him in an instant. It opened its mouth wide and spat out scarlet saliva, and its eyes were filled with greedy light.
At this time, a gust of wind blew by, blowing Chang Le's hanging green hair, fluttering her fair and jade-like skin, and even tugging at his heartstrings.
The snake's tongue had already licked his neck. He closed his eyes and felt sad in his heart.
Is this what is called, if you do something wrong, you will not survive?
Sister, you were under the spring, did you see it?
I am not worthy to be your brother.
At the moment when he was frustrated, Changle suddenly appeared and blocked the snake's attack with the long flute in her hand.
She pulled him into her arms without any explanation, her back pressed against his chest, and he could feel her warm body temperature and hear her strong heartbeat.
His heart suddenly accelerated and his cheeks turned crimson.
She sighed softly, "My Xiao Mo, I know you always want revenge, but don't forget, this is the West Sea."
His heart trembled slightly and he raised his eyes to look at her.
"I know you don't want to give up, but you must protect yourself first and then take revenge."
His eyes fell on her right hand that was holding the flute tightly. Her fingers were slender and pale, and they were wrapped with thick bandages, showing the injuries on the owner's body.
"Your injury?"
She smiled, "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."
He didn't believe it, so he stretched out his hand to take off her clothes and take a look.
"Don't make trouble." She glared at him, and his movements stopped abruptly. After that day, they made an appointment to meet at the lotus pond in early summer next year to enjoy a grand peach blossom together.
My sister was dancing in the middle of the lotus pond, while she was holding a basket of flowers and dancing on the shore. Her beautiful figure was like a water snake, enchanting and fascinating.
Every dance my sister dances is extremely elegant, and her every move and smile reveals her peerless youthfulness, which is dazzling.
At that time, she didn't know how to appreciate her. She always thought that her sister was a fairy in the sky, so she couldn't imitate her sister's elegance when dancing.
However, at such a beautiful moment, my sister's words broke this gorgeous beauty.
My sister said that this pool is her favorite place.
She was very happy at the time, singing and running happily into the pond, dancing and playing.
Somehow, a picture appeared in her mind at that time:
She pulled him into her arms without any explanation, her back pressed against his chest, and he could feel her warm body temperature and hear her strong heartbeat.
His heart suddenly accelerated and his cheeks turned crimson.
She sighed softly, "My Xiao Mo, I know you always want revenge, but don't forget, this is the West Sea."
His heart trembled slightly and he raised his eyes to look at her.
"I know you don't want to give up, but you must protect yourself first and then take revenge."
His eyes fell on her right hand that was holding the flute tightly. Her fingers were slender and pale, and they were wrapped with thick bandages, showing the injuries on the owner's body.
"Your injury?"
She smiled, "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."
He didn't believe it, so he stretched out his hand to take off her clothes and take a look.
"Don't make trouble." She glared at him, and his movements stopped abruptly. His heart was slightly shaken, and he raised his eyes to look at her.
"I know you don't want to give up, but you must protect yourself first and then take revenge."
His eyes fell on her right hand that was holding the flute tightly. Her fingers were slender and pale, and they were wrapped with thick bandages, showing the injuries on the owner's body.
"Your injury?"
She smiled, "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."
He didn't believe it, so he stretched out his hand to take off her clothes and take a look.
"Don't make trouble." She glared at him, and his movements stopped abruptly.
She added: "Xiao Mo, don't worry, my sister will definitely help you get revenge! You have to believe me!"
His heart suddenly stopped, her voice was so clear.
He wanted to ask, was she really his biological sister?
However, he couldn't ask.
Their relationship is not that good, and she is the sister and he is the brother-in-law. How can the relationship between the two be closer than that of biological siblings?
He didn't believe it, but couldn't find any reason to question it.
"Sister, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's all my fault for not taking good care of you!"
She smiled, "I'm fine." Her hand touched his cheek and whispered, " This chapter has been completed!