Tianquan suddenly remembered that a long time ago, someone once said this to him——
"Everyone has countless gains and losses in this life. Everything you get will eventually have a price. It's just that the time has not come yet."
That person had enlightened the confused Tianquan countless times and was regarded by him as a good friend who could entrust his life to him. After he said such words, he responded jokingly——
"Maybe I'm lucky?"
Looking back now, it was obviously a long time ago, but this conversation seemed to have happened just now.
Tian Quan raised his head. Under the dim moonlight, he was walking barefoot on the beach by the river alone. Yue Lifeng was watching him not far away.
He raised his head as if he wanted to say hello, but when he got closer, he realized that the person in front of him was just a wax figure, and it quickly collapsed. There was still a weird smile on the distorted face.
meaning.
To his surprise, as usual, Tian Quan suddenly discovered that his brother Yue seemed to have such a weird and unnatural expression all the time, but why he never seemed to notice it.
In a daze, he seemed to remember who had warned him not to trust the other person too much, but that memory that was too long ago had been completely forgotten by him in an unknown corner.
After Yue Lifeng, more familiar figures appeared in front of Tianquan's eyes. One after another, pale and strange wax statues appeared in front of his eyes, and then collapsed.
Suddenly looking back, Tian Quan found himself standing on a hillside composed of wax statue corpses. At that moment, his body seemed to have turned into a wax statue and merged with these corpses.
…
"Traitor! Go to hell!"
The hateful words brought Tian Quan's thoughts back to reality. The pain in his abdomen did not seem fake, and the smell of blood was particularly pungent. This was not the first time he bled, but it was the first time he felt that his life was changing with him.
As the blood flows away quickly.
Everyone has the instinct to survive, but when Tianquan realized that his death was coming, he unexpectedly didn't have that urgent desire to live.
Invisible to outsiders, Tianquan seemed to be able to feel that he was in the hell of a mountain of corpses and a river of blood. In the boundless abyss of pain, the hatred that turned into wax figures was like chains trapping him.
, so that he cannot be reincarnated.
It was the sword that killed him, but Tianquan's life was taken away by the accumulated resentment. He could see that he seemed to have taken on hatred that did not belong to him, but he could feel a little relieved.
Perhaps his death could end the spiral of hatred caused by him. In the end, Tianquan was still unwilling to give up this tiny hope.
Tian Quan's vision blurred, and when he fell, the last person he saw was Qian Xiaoxiao.
"Little girl..."
Qian Xiaoxiao hugged Tianquan, and her increasingly cold body seemed to take away a large area of her heart. The feeling of emptiness filled her whole body, causing her to tremble unconsciously, and there were helpless expressions in the corners of her eyes.
Tears fell down.
The Emei disciple didn't hesitate when he struck. The sword was extremely accurate and heavy, almost cutting off Tianquan's entire way of survival. Even though with the mysterious inner strength of martial arts, he might be able to change his fate, but -
Qian Xiaoxiao can't do it.
Although Dharma King Youyun passed on his lifelong skills to her, so that she could reach the sky in one step without much effort. The 100% shadow skill is an existence that surpasses the destiny of heaven, and it is not impossible to defy destiny.
But the problem is that even though Qian Xiaoxiao has the power to bring people back to life, she cannot give the chance to save her life to Tianquan.
The fact that Dharma King Youyun was able to teach her the skills had nothing to do with the strength of the Shadowing Skill. It was just because the other party had also practiced the Beiming Divine Skill of the Xiaoyao Sect in addition to this magical skill.
In today's world, the only ones who can use internal energy as goods to transfer back and forth between people are the Xiaoyao family.
Qian Xiaoxiao didn't know the Beiming Magic Skill, so even though she was carrying a world-shaking treasure, she could only watch helplessly as Tianquan slowly died in her arms.
The world seemed to have stopped, and the relieved smile on the corner of Tianquan's mouth made Qian Xiaoxiao puzzled and sad.
However, the only thing that fell into deathly silence was Qian Xiaoxiao's completely broken heart. Besides her, all the knights were like rotten wolves that smelled the smell of blood, and they took this opportunity to kill one after another.
Qian Xiaoxiao hugged Tianquan's body tightly, and the surging black energy condensed into a terrifying black cloud, swallowing everyone up like a wave.
In the terrifying environment where I couldn't see my fingers, the trembling black clouds emitted a harsh explosion, just like the ghosts and monsters mourning eternally sinking above the Jiuyou tomb.
The frightening murderous intention continued to deepen as the black cloud spread, and half of the restless knights had already retreated.
"Retreat, now we can kill the traitor Tianquan is enough. This demon girl's martial arts is too high, we are afraid-"
Before he finished speaking, a huge black claw suddenly rushed out from the black mist. With a slap, the knight was killed on the spot. Amidst the billowing black clouds, the woman's emotionless body was wandering in the void.
"You all deserve to die..."
Hearing this, all the knights couldn't help but feel chills running down their spines.
"Let's go!" Someone shouted, and everyone immediately took up their Qinggong skills and ran in all directions. It would be really stupid to talk about grace and dignity at this time.
But the black mist seemed to be boundless. Between Qian Xiaoxiao's movements, streaks of pitch-black Qi transformed into chains, flying out from all directions, killing people in the blink of an eye.
The roars and screams all became the decoration of this bloody banquet. When Qian Xiaoxiao kills just for the sake of killing, the destructive power he can cause is extremely terrifying.
Biyun and others were like driven sheep. A group of people gathered together back to back. They could only wait desperately for the chains in the black mist to kill people at any time. They were powerless.
Blood for blood, this is Qian's small revenge, and it is also the beginning of a new bloody storm in the world.
Speaking of which, there is actually room for change in this matter, because Tianquan, who was lying in Qian Xiaoxiao's arms, still had the last glimmer of life. The Heavenly Poison Weeping Heart in his body burst out when he was about to die.
The astonishing power was barely able to hold him to his last breath.
If Tianquan was still alive, there might be a possibility of reconciliation between Qian Xiaoxiao and Zhengdao, but in reality there was no such thing. The person who completely cut off this hope was Bian Guang.
The hungry wolf waiting at the edge finally showed its fangs at the end. In order to ensure that Tianquan would not leave alive, Bian Guang and his brothers were paying attention to this battle from beginning to end.
When he saw Tianquan lying in Qian Xiaoxiao's arms, Bian Guang finally gave the order, and a series of arrows rose from the sky and rushed straight into the center of the black mist, taking away the boy's last chance of life.
The black mist blocked the path of survival for the righteous knights, but also cut off Tianquan's vitality. In a direction invisible to the naked eye, the arrow penetrated deeply into Tianquan's body.
Qian Xiaoxiaodai was stunned. Maybe it was her illusion, the arrow should have landed on her head, but at the last moment, Tian Quan, who had lost consciousness, blocked the arrow for her.
In a dreamlike trance, she seemed to be able to see the relieved smile on Tianquan's face, and the words she could never say again - "little girl".