"Chu Xi, let's go!" Ling Yichen fell in front of him again with a flash of blood, still with that gentle and reluctant smile on his face.
Next, Lan Xinyu, Baili Han, Jiang Wuhen, Yi Li... those friends who had shared life and death fell in front of him again one by one.
Although this illusion was not the first time, and even though Ling Chuxi knew very well that it was all just an illusion, the moment Huangfu Qingjue disappeared in the thousands of golden lights, she still felt endless grief and sorrow.
and despair.
"No!" Ling Chuxi screamed loudly, her consciousness returned to clarity, and she seemed to understand something vaguely.
"Let's do it. As long as you die, all of them will be safe." Shangguan Wuxie appeared in front of him again, with an evil smile on his face.
"Really?" Ling Chuxi's face turned cold, and she quickly drew out her long sword, pointing directly at Shangguan Wuxie.
"Aren't you afraid? Aren't you sad when you see your friends falling in front of you one by one? Think about your relatives, they will also die because of you, aren't you worried?" Shangguan Wuxie still smiled calmly.
There is a kind of soul-stirring magic power in the voice, which penetrates directly into the weakest depths of people's hearts.
"I'm afraid, I'm also worried. They are my best friends and the closest relatives I've been looking for. How could I not be afraid? How could I not be worried? But I believe in them, just like they believe in me. In this world,
No one can hurt them easily.
If there are, unless he steps on my body, he will never hurt them at all!" Ling Chuxi said the last sentence word by word, and slashed out with the long sword.
The sword's radiance towered to the sky, and both heaven and earth seemed to surrender to this sword.
At this time, Ling Chuxi had forgotten her fears and worries, and only had the confidence and publicity to break through the sky. No matter who it was, no matter who she was, she would never want to hurt her friends or her relatives!
The sword light passed by, and all the illusions disappeared quietly. The familiar faces became blurred in front of her eyes, and her eyes were full of relief and trust in her.
In the ethereal space, only Ling Chuxi and Shangguan Wuxie were left. Her sword stayed on Shangguan Wuxie's head, missing it by just a hair, but in the end it was not cut off.
"Why don't you kill me?" Shangguan Wuxie asked calmly.
"Perhaps, you have never regarded me as a friend, but I still remember Wu Xie, who was afraid of heights in the Sea of Death, as a former friend." Ling Chuxi slowly put away her long sword.
Shangguan Wuxie stared at Ling Chuxi for a long time, a warm smile suddenly appeared on his face, and disappeared in a flash of light.
"Buzz!" A voice like a fairy voice sounded.
The brilliance shone everywhere, the Yuanying emerged from the cocoon, and the rich innate Qi of the Yuanying instantly surrounded Ling Chuxi.
Breakthrough, finally breakthrough. I saw a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old standing tall and beautiful in the sea of mind. That face and figure were exactly what Ling Chuxi once looked like, she had shrunk.
version of the girl Ling Chuxi.
She looked at Ling Chuxi quietly, her eyes were so pure, so clear, without any impurities.
"This is me, or another me." Ling Chuxi can feel everything about her, just like feeling her own body.
One soul, but two bodies, this feeling was so strange that she couldn't even tell which one was her real self and which one was her soul.