"Hmph! I won't let you live! You can't have me without me!" Honglian held the Vulcan Whip with both hands again, wanting to summon the fire of hell again!
Huang Beiyue sneered: "If only one of us can survive, that person must be me!"
She raised the knife, and a bolt of lightning struck fiercely from the tip of the knife, knocking the Vulcan Whip out of Hong Lian's hand. Hong Lian was also hit by the thunder whip and flew backwards.
She was about to fall off the cliff. Fortunately, the red lotus beast was very sensitive and had a strong desire to survive. With one backhand, she grabbed a stone on the cliff!
Huang Beiyue walked over slowly, lowered her eyes, and looked pitifully at the pale, red lotus that was already exhausted.
"Do you know? Mo Lian doesn't like being a member of Guangyao Palace at all. He has a simple and kind nature and longs for a simple and ordinary life, but you don't understand him at all."
The tears in Honglian's eyes fell instantly, washing away the mud and blood on her face. She was still arrogant and stubborn: "You have only known him for how long. Do you think you know him well?"
"I dare not say that I know him very well, but at least I have seen his kind side, and what about you? You grew up together, has he ever told you the truth once?" Huang Beiyue said slowly, looking at
Seeing Hong Lian like this, she was actually more or less sympathetic.
Hong Lian's sincerity towards Mo Lian is genuine and complete, without any flaws.
Although this woman is arrogant and evil, she can still distinguish between love and hate. She likes this kind of character very much.
If possible, she would not want to be an enemy of Honglian, but how could this be possible?
"Huang Beiyue!" Hong Lian's lips trembled, her voice also trembled, and tears streamed down her face, "I like Mo Lian, and I am willing to die for him! You don't have to ridicule me! It was me, Hong Lian, who was defeated by you today.
You may not be as skilled as others, but you don’t have to be complacent! One day you will pay the price for your arrogance!”
Huang Beiyue frowned. The rain from the sky slowly diluted the mud on her face, revealing skin as white as fresh snow.
"It's a pity that you can't see that day." Huang Beiyue raised the snow shadow sword and wanted to cut off Honglian's hand that was holding on to the cliff.
But Honglian let go of her hand before her, letting her body float into the bottomless abyss like a broken paper kite!
"No one in this world can kill me! Only I can! Huang Beiyue! I will never let you go even if I am a ghost——"
Listening to the shrill and angry voice coming from the abyss, Huang Beiyue seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Regardless of her image, she fell to the ground and lay directly in the muddy water, letting the rain pour on her face.
In the belly of the sky-swallowing red python, there were several wounds on the body caused by the terrible mucus. When the rain poured on them, the stinging pain was really heartbreaking.
Huang Beiyue bared her teeth and took several breaths of cold air. She slowly sat up and saw the Vulcan Whip lying in the muddy water, which had just been knocked down from Hong Lian's hand.
The power of this whip was so terrifying, just the fact that it could summon the fire of hell made her very frightened.
Huang Beiyue slowly moved over, picked up the whip, and weighed it in his hand. The fiery red whip body was very heavy, and you could feel the vast and powerful fire energy with your tentacles, which seemed to be stronger than the flames on the Flame Monster and Xiaohu.
