After falling from the devil, the villain leader quit her job

Daisy closed her eyes, and the other shore flowers on the nape of her neck were in full bloom, making the woman's already fair and bloodless cheeks even paler.

She was quiet, and even had a relieved smile on her face.

The woman in Yinyi's arms did not move for a long time, her eyes were scarlet, and she could no longer shed a single tear.

He raised his head and looked at Song Xi who was still being chased by him for help, his eyes were full of pleading, "Song Xi..."

"Song Xi, you must have a solution, right?"

"You are a big sect, you are well-informed, you must know how to cure the Bian Gu... right?" Silver Clothes Disease rushed to the doctor.

Without hesitation, he knelt down in front of Song Xi with a plop, his knees just touching the ground, on a blind box of talismans that Song Xi had thrown away just now.

Song Xi's spiritual power at the Nascent Soul stage, and the blasting talisman she drew can directly kill the monks at the Jindan stage. Although the damage to the silver-clothed body cultivators at the late stage of Transformation God is extremely limited, it is not impossible.

His clothes were severely blown to pieces, and blood dripped down, but Yin Yi didn't seem to notice it.

The scarlet eyes were full of hope, and the man begged desperately, "...Song Xi, please, please..."

At this moment, the dignity he once thought was the most important has become worthless.

"I would still like to be that person's dog."

He spoke with difficulty, "I don't know what deal you made with her..."

"But I don't need you to help me escape that devil's grasp...I just beg you, save her..."

"Save her...save her, Song Xi...save her..."

Yinyi choked up with sobs indistinctly, speaking incoherently.

I once struggled in the mud, sold my soul, gave up my conscience, and cared about ostentation most when traveling——

At this moment, the honorable Lord in Silver was kneeling in embarrassment on the blood-stained battlefield.

He himself didn't know what he was talking about, he was just begging over and over again.

He just wants to bring back the person he loves the most.

Song Xi was silent for a while, "Silver clothes."

The man's voice stopped abruptly, and he raised his eyes expectantly.

"You know it."

Song Xi's eyes fell on the woman's abdomen in the silver dress, which tore the celestial root. She never dared to move, and cruelly told the truth, "You know that Daisy was killed by your own hands."

"Yinyi, don't act stupid."

"I heard that the last thing people lose is their sense of hearing." Song Xi sighed softly, and said softly, "Daisy will definitely not want to hear your pleading in the end."

"Let's say goodbye."

Yin Yi's eyes lost focus for an instant, and after a while, hoarse laughter overflowed from his throat.

Laughing and laughing, tears rolled down.

He pressed his lips against the woman's forehead, muttering something in a low voice.

Song Xi couldn't hear clearly, and she didn't really want to hear their farewell whispers, so she took two steps back in the flying chair, leaving enough space for the two of them.

She stayed where she was, feeling a little embarrassed for a while.

Is silver poor?

Poor, but the people he innocently killed were even more pitiful.

Is the Silver Clothes Guilty?

Yes, even the sins are so heinous that they cannot be forgiven or redeemed.

Possibly reformed?

Silvercoat might change his mind because of Daisy's suicide.

However, no one is qualified to give him this opportunity for those who were killed by him in vain.

His love was real, and his sins were real.

At this point in the field, there is no longer any room for turning around.

at the same time.

Above Yongan City.

Before projection.

Originally holding the fly whisk, looking nervously at the battle below, Patriarch Changyi, who wanted to save his little apprentice at any time, suddenly stood up.

He stared fixedly at the daisy's back neck that had broken its skin, sucking flesh and blood, and ferociously growing the Bana flower.

His face suddenly changed.

That ghost...why did it appear here? !

Patriarch Changyi clenched his hands, his expression involuntarily solemn.

Is the situation already this urgent?

Why hasn't there been any news from the entire world of cultivating immortals? !

Is it that old guy who is strict and cautious, or... is there a ghost in the world of cultivating immortals?

Changyi Patriarch, who was always indifferent to things, suddenly became confused.

"Old Ancestor, is that little girl still alive?"

Elder Su Qi of Shennongmen was the closest and was taken aback by Changyi Patriarch's reaction, but as an alchemist, a doctor is kind.

He still asked tentatively.

"It can't be saved."

Patriarch Changyi came back to his senses, gave a wry smile, and explained to the sect master and elders who were looking at each other in dismay, "It's the other shore Gu from the ancient battlefield, except for those who cast the Gu..."

"Medicine stone has no cure."

"Even you can't help it?" Fairy Ji Ran, head of the Hehuan Sect, asked in disbelief.

After all, in their eyes, Patriarch Changyi was omnipotent.

"Yes."

Patriarch Changyi looked a little frustrated, "Even I can't help it."

The situation is more critical than he thought.

Patriarch Changyi pondered for a moment, and his eyes fell on Song Xi who was sitting on the small flying chair below and couldn't see clearly.

If his little apprentice can really master that exercise, then everything may still be able to turn around.

This may be the last hope.

only……

Patriarch Changyi's gray eyebrows were almost twisted into twists, and he flicked Fuchen's hand angrily.

The dusty silk thread "slapped" on the face of Great Elder Su Qi.

Great Elder Su Qi: "...??"

Why didn't he do anything and got a big eared melon seed? !

Patriarch Changyi had no time to deal with the resentful elder Su Qi.

He has been studying this self-created exercise for a long time, but he is still puzzled.

Why does this practice go down like a rocket? !

***

The daisy in Silver Clothes' arms is being parasitized by the Bianhua flowers growing from the back of her neck.

The blood from the wound flowed out, and was sucked up by the stretched branches of the Bianhua.

The whole picture looks gorgeous and decadent.

Song Xi remained silent, touched the contract ring in his hand, and released Erha silently.

She looked at the crumbling silver clothes and the daisies in his arms, which were gradually withering as the other shore flowers bloomed, and touched Erha's head with her hands, and asked softly without any hope.

"Erha, can you eat that Gu?"

Although Daisy and her were a deal under the bondage of the oath of heaven, Daisy was delaying time and doing her best to help her save everyone.

If possible, she hoped that Daisy could walk decently.

It's a pity that Erha's eyes fell on the Bianhua, a little discouraged, and finally shook his head.

It can only eat Gu such as insects, this scarlet and weird flower, at first glance, it will give it indescribable heart palpitations.

It endured so much that it didn't return the contract ring directly.

Sensing Erha's restlessness and uneasiness, Song Xi patted its head reassuringly, and took it back into the contract ring.

She walked slowly to Yinyi, and released Geng Xun who had just been locked in the coffin.