However, Yueying was not an idle person. He shouted violently, his black eyes turned extremely red, and his big palms absorbed the turbid atmosphere between heaven and earth, making it seem like there were countless innocent souls wailing behind him, sobbing and wailing.
But the breath in his palm became thicker and thicker, as if waiting for the moment when the moth flew into the flame, it would completely defeat him!
When Su Lian arrived, this was what he saw. Fuyun's back was flashing in his eyes as he tried his best. He didn't know whether it was due to his due diligence on the task or the sudden burst of emotion from the original owner remaining in his body.
She used her best strength to rush over as quickly as possible, and resolutely stood in front of Fuyun.
Because she was afraid of pain, she instantly activated blood possession, but her blood was not a defensive type, and it was better than nothing at best.
Because Nangong Sheng was behind her, he really didn't expect that she would block it without hesitation. It was too late for a while, so he could only set up a protective barrier for her with red eyes and gritted teeth, trying to prevent her from being hit at that moment.
Crushed into powder.
In just that moment, Tianyun's color changed. By the time the two of them saw the woman who suddenly appeared in the middle of the battlefield, it was already too late.
"Lian'er!"
Fuyun's expression changed instantly, and he quickly raised his hand to take back the sharp sword. Yueying frowned when he saw her, trying to divert that extremely powerful force.
But it was too late.
I saw that the huge gray evil fire ball and the long sword shining with cold air did not collide with each other. The woman in white in the middle was instantly squeezed and deformed by the two forces. Her limbs seemed to be shaken by the huge force.
It broke into pieces and collapsed softly. The originally fluttering white dress was now covered in blood.
Su Lian was thrown up high, and then fell down hard. The barrier around him that Nangong Sheng had used all his strength to cultivate was already broken.
She only felt that her whole body was tortured, sometimes cold and sometimes like being burned by fire. All her limbs and bones were suffering from unbearable pain. Even breathing was extremely difficult, and a painful murmur could not help but escape from the corners of her lips.
For some reason, even though it was like this, her nerves still felt clear pain, which made her want to curse.
Huh, is this the punishment the mission world has given her? A person who was so afraid of pain is now half-dead.
Nangong Sheng and Fu Yunzhen's eyes were splitting, and they rushed over. However, the moment they saw her covered with bruises, they stopped in their tracks because of the huge pain, and almost did not dare to take a second look.
Fuyun picked her up first. Her body was covered in blood, and her whole body seemed to be soaked in blood, like a broken rag doll.
His blood-stained fingers pushed aside her messy hair, and his thin lips trembled fiercely:
"Lian'er, Lian'er, wake up!"
A line of clear tears flowed down her face, mixed with the dried blood under her eyes.
Fuyun looked at the tears, and the regret and despair that could not be concealed appeared on his thin and pale cheeks.
For such a long time, he had no news from her. Sometimes, he even believed that she had died under that cliff, at the moment when she was falsely accused, insulted and betrayed by everyone.
When he came to Xueyuan Academy, he could always feel her presence vaguely.
But I don’t want to meet again, in such a situation.
For so many years, she has been raised by his side. Although she practiced hard every day, he was reluctant to let her suffer too much. He had never let her suffer such harm.
But now...how could this happen...?
First, she fell off a cliff and managed to survive. Then she was seriously injured and nearly died because she protected him from injuries.
He can't protect the world or his own disciples, so what's the use of being the leader of the Yunlan Sect!
Su Lian was almost numb from the pain, and was able to maintain the only clear consciousness that remained and feel that his life was slowly passing by.
In order to protect the mission level and prevent herself from being killed by the system in the world of punishment, her eyes filled with tears:
"Master, I have never blamed you. After I leave...ahem...you must, must take care of yourself..."
Don't die. She won't be able to complete the mission and her level will be too low and she will be dead.
Su Lian remained silent and did not say the rest of the sentence.
Fuyun nodded in panic, covering the fatal wound on her heart that was pierced by his sword, trying to make the blood flow less and less, but it had no effect at all.
Remembering that the original owner liked her as his master, Su Lian decided to help people to the end and sent the Buddha to the West. He endured the pain again and said:
"Master, I know that I am wrong, but I did admire you before. Disciple... I don't know that it is wrong to like someone... ahem... I won't dare to do it anymore from now on."
As he spoke, he did not forget to cast a provocative look at Huazhi, who had just arrived not far away.
Su Lian was full of confidence. With her rank, even if she couldn't make the original owner fall in love with her, her master, and live together, she would still have no problem becoming Bai Yueguang in his heart forever.
Because of the pain, she was panting rapidly, but an extremely bright smile bloomed on her face. Her eyes were stained with blood and still looked bright, like a withered rose, extremely sad and beautiful.
Even though Fuyun was cold and cold-hearted, he could not help but be shocked by her appearance and confession before her death. For a moment, he felt complicated inside:
"Lian'er, you have never done anything wrong. It is Master who is wrong. You should have a good rest first, and Master will heal you right now!"
Although he saw that Su Lian's life was passing away and there was no sign of recovery, Fuyun did not give up and still used his already overstretched body to try to heal her.
Nangong Sheng's heart ached when he heard her confession to Fuyun earlier.
Such a familiar confession. Although he could tell that she didn't mean it when she said it, he was still hit hard.
After all, this was already the second time that he stood beside her dying, listening to her confession to another person.
Although he knew that she would return to the system space and would not really die, Nangong Sheng was still extremely distressed and stood behind Fuyun to try to help him heal Su Lian.
Even if she couldn't survive in the end, it would be good to reduce the pain a little bit.
After all, he remembered that she was most afraid of pain.
Yueying on the side was already stunned by this unexpected development. It took him a while to recover. For a while, his face was covered with bruises and purples, which was extremely ugly.
On the one hand, my "daughter-in-law" is gone.
On the one hand, his ideal heir to the Blood Puppet Palace is gone.
He had recovered most of the power of the move just now, and Fuyun probably did the same. But the power of ordinary spiritual masters was still too weak, not to mention that these were attacks from two masters, so how could they withstand it.