As soon as Su Lanting took a step, the green dew knife suddenly trembled, flew out of its sheath, and disappeared from her sight in an instant.

If the green dew knife hadn't been flying directly in front of her, she would have stretched out her hand to stop it.

But now this situation made her even more nervous.

Ji Ming is actually in this darkness?

What is he trying to do by summoning the Green Dew Blade?

What happened before?

Both Yu Luoxia and Su Lanting want to know the answers to these three questions.

But at this moment, a green knife mark appeared in the darkness, and the green instantly left countless traces in the darkness, like a creeper spreading on the wall, full of vitality and greenery.

Even when Ji Ming was besieging and killing the bird demon, the sword he used to demonstrate his realm was not as powerful and powerful as this sword at this moment.

The air was faintly filled with the fragrance of vegetation, and this familiar smell made Su Lanting's nose sore.

This fragrance seems to spread with the spread of the sword's intention. It contains the fragrance of birds and flowers, green mountains and green waters, tranquility, and laughter.

Su Lanting seemed to see everything before again.

The master looked into the distance at the door of the wooden house, taking in all the clouds rolling in and out.

The little junior sister moved gracefully in the forest, and her laughter echoed in the forest like silver bells. The senior brother who was practicing Qigong raised the corners of his mouth and swung the knife from his back, accurately splitting a fallen leaf in two in the middle.

While she was washing her muddy hands by the mountain spring, occasionally looking secretly at the direction where Ji Ming was practicing, with a smile in her eyes.

That was the happiest time in her life.

It was also the happiest time in Ji Ming's life.

Su Lanting woke up from the memories, feeling bitter in her heart.

Those memories... can never be brought back.

But the uneasiness in her heart soon outweighed the nostalgia for the past.

The sword that the senior brother swung contained everything about Yilan Mountain, or in other words, everything he had experienced.

All emotions are expressed in one knife, and the meaning of sacrificing life and death is even stronger.

What happened over there?

When they passed an area full of fallen and broken bamboos, they finally saw the figures of Ji Ming and Bei Mingxiu.

However, there is also Li Hongchao.

Bei Mingxiu was half-kneeling aside, his expression was painful and struggling, and there was a strong black energy rolling around his body.

Ji Ming and Li Hongchao hugged each other. To be precise, it was Ji Ming who hugged Li Hongchao.

The green dew knife was stuck on the ground not far away. The knife was covered with blood. There was a blood hole running through the chests of the two people embracing each other. The blood was gurgling down, and it was impossible to tell whose blood it was.

It was obvious that the green dew knife had penetrated both of them.

Li Hongchao's face was full of cruelty, but occasionally there was a touch of tenderness. His whole expression was extremely distorted, like an evil ghost crawling out of the underworld.

"well……"

Two good words, the tone is completely different.

The former is anger, the latter is relief.

Ji Ming struggled to show a smile and said: "I will not let you become... someone else's puppet. This is the last... thing I can do for you."

His voice became lower and lower, and his head gradually lowered, leaning on Li Hongchao's shoulder.

However, no matter how hard Li Hongchao struggled, his hands holding her waist were always as tight as shackles.

Li Hongchao, who was tightly locked by him, shed a tear and then his expression turned fierce.

Su Lanting was stunned by this picture, and tears burst into her eyes.

She never imagined that things would turn out like this.

Yu Luoxia didn't know what to say.

This picture has shocked her soul.

But Bei Mingxiu felt the arrival of Yu Luoxia and Su Lanting, endured the severe pain in his body, and said: "The devil is still in Li Hongchao's body!"

After shouting this sentence with all his strength, he could no longer speak.

He still needs to control the Fallen Element to balance the Death Demon Eye, but his body is already on the verge of collapse.

And this cry was filled with pure anger.

Even when he faced Fang Chengyu, he was never so angry.

…

The story begins when Yu Luoxia and Su Lanting first entered the barrier.

At that time, Bei Mingxiu made a desperate move and invaded the body of the Death Demon Eye, but was quickly locked by Fang Chengyi. He was unable to escape and could only resist with all his strength.

But at this moment, Ji Ming suddenly rushed out and fought with Fang Chengyi.

Ji Ming was still injured and had no green dew. He was no match for Fang Chengyi. After a few moves, he vomited blood and fell to the ground like a drowned dog. However, he was able to get up again soon and continued to attack Fang Chengyi.

Attack.

Punch, fall down, punch again, fall down again...

Even though Fang Chengyi was tired of being forced and broke his sternum, Ji Ming was still able to stand up and walk towards Fang Chengyi with difficulty.

Bei Mingxiu understood what he wanted to do.

His heart is dead.

But he didn't want Li Hongchao's body to be occupied by someone else.

He was trying to atone for his sins and wanted to save Li Hongchao.

And he had to save him, otherwise Su Lanting would be sad.

In the previous years, he has always been a coward.

He watched his little junior sister being insulted by a group of demons and perished in a sea of ​​fire.

He watched the second junior sister escape with serious injuries, but did not step forward to help.

He just ran away desperately, trying to find a way out.

He has been a coward all his life, and now he wants to be a hero for half a quarter of an hour.

Finally he did it.

At this time, Fang Chengyi felt very uncomfortable. The four masters of the Tiandao Alliance had already begun to bombard his barrier, and there was Beiming Xiu inside who used fallen elements to interfere with his control of the Death Demon Eye. He could only rely on Li Hongchao's power to deal with Ji Ming.

He originally wanted to ruthlessly kill Ji Ming directly, but his control over Li Hongchao's body was not as good as he expected.

That was Li Hongchao resisting.

Fang Chengyi was particularly angry about this.

If he hadn't been distracted from fighting against internal and external troubles, how could Li Hongchao still be struggling?

"You want to protect that coward? Disciple, your heart is still too soft."

After saying this, Fang Chengyi bit the tip of his tongue and forcibly suppressed Li Hongchao's resistance. He stabbed Ji Ming in the heart with the bamboo stick, causing Ji Ming's heart to bleed immediately.

Bei Mingxiu closed his eyes and tried not to let this picture disturb his mind.

He knew that Fang Chengyi's blow had pierced Ji Ming's heart.

This darkness is a place where the laws of the Tiandao Alliance cannot shine. Without the effective treatment from the Baicao Palace, he will definitely die.

And in the next second, Ji Ming took advantage of the situation and hugged Fang Chengyi tightly. No matter how hard Fang Chengyi struggled, he could not break free.

Fang Chengyi said angrily: "You little bastard, let go!"

Ji Ming vomited blood and ignored him, looking back with some difficulty.

A flash of green light appeared in the darkness.

The green dew showed its sharp edge, riding the wind and waves, and penetrated directly into Ji Ming's heart.

There was a hole in his heart, and ever since he fled Yilan Mountain, there has been a hole in his heart forever.

Through that hole is Li Hongchao's chest.

This is the most powerful sword strike in Ji Ming's life.

It was also his last stab.

The green dew knife suddenly became bright and green, and the green light of the knife spurted out, and the freshness from Yilan Mountain spread out, until Li Hongchao's chest was broken into pieces and the flesh and blood were blurred.

Fang Chengyi howled in pain, his eyes becoming more and more hateful.

If he hadn't just used secret techniques to occupy Li Hongchao's body instead of the real person coming, this sword would have killed him.

Even so, Li Hongchao's body, which had been severely injured by Bei Mingxiu, was now unable to recover.
To be continued...