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"Teacher...Sister?"

Song Huaiqing regained some consciousness, and heard an extremely noisy sound.

The thunder rumbling above the head, Song Xuchuan's heart-rending roar, the Prime Minister's sneer from time to time, and the wailing of everyone in the Moon Palace...

very messy.

It took him a while to understand something.

Senior sister is shielding him from the thunder...

Realizing this, he stretched out his hand with difficulty, trying to push Song Xiaoye away.

"Hurry, go quickly..." Otherwise you will die...

He tried his best, but could only stutter out two words, not even a complete sentence.

The thunder is getting louder and louder, and the seventh thunder is about to form.

"Come on..."

He pushed Song Xiaoye again, but couldn't push her away at all.

Only then did Song Xiaoye realize that Song Huaiqing had woken up.

"Teacher, senior sister...go...go..."

Song Huaiqing said intermittently, tears already covering his cheeks.

will die.

Senior sister will die if this continues.

Song Huaiqing raised his head with difficulty and choked with sobs: "Let's go...go quickly..."

"Don't cry." Song Xiaoye reached out with trembling hands and gently wiped away the tears on his face, "Sister, it won't hurt."

There was a huge thunder, and the seventh thunder was formed.

"Go quickly...!"

Feeling Song Huaiqing's rejection, Song Xiaoye not only refused to retreat, but protected him even more tightly.

She reached out and covered Song Huaiqing's ears.

"Don't listen..."

"boom!"

The seventh thunder struck down hard with huge power, hitting Song Xiaoye's thin back.

The last thunder was so powerful that the entire barrier was shrouded in scarlet light, making it difficult to see anything.

Outside the barrier, shrill screams resounded.

"Aye——!!"

"Master——!!"

The loud noise caused Song Huaiqing to become temporarily deaf. He was protected by a warm embrace and was almost unhurt. Song Xiaoye tried her best to put a protective barrier on him at the last moment.

Warm blood dripped on the cheeks and eyes, one drop, two drops, three drops...

Time seemed to be stretched infinitely, and every minute and every second became the most painful suffering.

At this moment, he heard nothing.

"Sister!!"

Song Huaiqing let out a low roar of pain, and his dry throat hurt, but his heart ached even more at this moment.

Song Xiaoye was almost unconscious. She clearly felt that as the last lightning struck, her soul was torn into pieces, scrambling to break away from her body and float outside.

The eyes were getting darker and darker, and the face of the younger brother in his vision was getting blurry and blurred.

At the end, she held on for her last breath, tried hard to tilt her head, and looked at the only person she was ashamed of.

——Achuan, I’m sorry.

But they were surrounded by scarlet mist and couldn't see clearly what was outside.

Therefore, she saw nothing.

Song Xiaoye couldn't hold on any longer and vomited out large mouthfuls of blood, staining her clothes red. The hand that had been tightly protecting Song Huaiqing just dropped down.

The next second, his consciousness fell into endless darkness.

A talented girl from Bu Lao Pavilion died.

Feeling that the force holding her tightly on her body suddenly loosened, Song Huaiqing's heart was violently tugged. She was stunned for a moment, then raised her head and stretched out her hand tremblingly to touch.

"Teacher...senior sister...?"

Song Xiaoye: "..."

Song Huaiqing's voice trembled, and her green and white lips trembled uncontrollably: "Senior sister, you, don't...scare me."

However, the answer to him was still silence.

As if infected by such silence, Song Huaiqing suddenly fell silent.

After a moment, he seemed to finally react and tightly grasped his senior sister's already cold hand, like a trapped animal on the verge of death.

"Sister!!!"

There was a mixture of blood and tears on his cheeks.

The blood belongs to the senior sister, and the tears belong to him.

A little light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Then, the light became clearer and clearer.

half an hour.

He could finally barely see Song Xiaoye's appearance at this time.

She knelt on the ground, blocking him with her whole body, but kept turning her head slightly.

Blood dripped from her lips, onto her clothes, and onto his cheeks.

Warm, wet, mixed with his tears.

Even though she endured such extreme pain, her expression was still gentle.

He gave Song Xuchuan one last gentle look.

Song Xiaoye's hand was already cold.

Dots of fluorescent light floated out of her body. They were souls that had been chopped into pieces, dissipating and returning to heaven and earth.

At this moment, the scarlet mist in the barrier dispersed.

The scene in the barrier is revealed.

Song Xuchuan met Song Xiaoye at a glance.

With just one glance, he knew that he had lost the love of his life.

"Aye..." The sword in his hand clattered to the ground. Song Xuchuan's legs softened and he knelt in mid-air, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, ah!..."

The dignified seven-foot-tall man cried so hard that he almost died.

"Master..."

Xiao Fangchi murmured, and couldn't bear to see Song Huaiqing's expression at this time.

It was so peaceful, as if the person who died was just an insignificant person.

Different from their grief-stricken mood, Cheng Ji was somewhat dissatisfied.

This soul-dispelling formation did not kill Song Huaiqing.

Thinking of something, he quietly took a few steps back while a few people were not paying attention. He put one hand behind his back, his fingertips flashed fluorescently, blood dripped from his fingertips, and he quickly sank into a place on the ground.

Song Huaiqing seemed to have been deprived of all his ability to react at this time.

I couldn't cry, and I didn't move.

So quietly, almost sluggishly, he raised his head and looked at Song Xiaoye, who had long since lost his breath.

Song Huaiqing: "..."

After a long time, there was a "boom".

Red clouds gathered above Song Huaiqing's head again.

"Master!"

Xiao Fangchi exclaimed, Bi Fang's knife flew into his hand, and he slashed hard with his backhand.

However, the red cloud formed in an instant.

The thunder as thick as an arm struck at the sluggish Song Huaiqing.

"Master, get out of the way!!"

Song Huaiqing didn't move and still maintained his original appearance.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to move, but that he doesn't have the ability to move at all.

Scarlet thunder magnified in his eyes, and the intense light made him shed tears unconsciously.

At the last moment, he couldn't help but think to himself.

If he can survive, he must ask Cheng Ji for the original owner.

Why do you hate him so much.

Finally, Red Thunder arrived with an aura of destruction.

Song Huaiqing was swept away by the overwhelming pain, his consciousness dissipated, and his fragile soul suddenly exploded.

Dots of fluorescent light floated out of his body and scattered in all directions.

"Master!!"

With a "plop", Bi Fang's knife fell to the ground, and Xiao Fangchi also knelt down.

He looked desperately at the dissipating fluorescence in the air, tears rushing out, and his heart felt as if the sharpest blade had been pierced into it. It hurt so much that even breathing was painful.

He was a little confused. It was clear that the soul in his master's body was not his master, and Song Huaiqing also admitted that he was not his master.

But why is he in so much pain?

Why is he in so much pain?

Xiao Fangchi couldn't figure it out.

Before he could figure it out, something unexpected happened.

A light cyan light suddenly appeared on Song Huaiqing's body.

This light was like withered grass meeting fire, it bloomed in an instant, piercing everyone's eyes and making them unable to open their eyes.