blood sacrifice

"Why do you feel sure that what I said at the beginning was just a gimmick, for the purpose of closing the net today?" Xiao laughed funny.

If Rong Ye had shown off every bit of happiness between himself and Ling Xu in front of him as usual, he would have collapsed and jumped, but now he was calm like a bystander, just waiting quietly, like a seasoned hunter, Quietly waiting by the side, calmly watching the planned prey walk into his full set, struggling in vain after being restrained by the trap, and then let himself be slaughtered.

Rong Ye shrugged indifferently: "I can't tell which is real and which is fake in the game. Whoever wants to say whatever they want can do whatever they want. I only believe in what I see, hear, and feel personally, and what I want to say." believable."

"That's really rare." Suddenly, Xiao was startled by Rong Ye's abnormal behavior, and suddenly sneered in relief, "It's rare that you have changed your temper and are so optimistic. As a brother, I am also happy for you, but -"

As if trying to do a trick, Xiao suddenly had a transparent round bead that was just enough to be held in one hand, and the colorful light slowly flowed down from the inside out, soft and long, and the glaze-like color was refreshing and warm: "You Don't you want to know why this thing is in my hand?"

If he still can't recognize what it is now, his melting night will be in vain.

At the beginning, he put all his eggs in one basket and insisted on plucking out the body-protecting divine orb, but he could only hide it in his heart, tucked it in his bosom and dared not give it to him, until he died, he still held it tightly in his hand.

"Ling Xu has seen this bead before, and he knows what it is, where it came from, and what it is for, including why you willingly took out this bead. He knows it all, maybe you don't know it yet, the first time he got it How shocked was this thing when you were alive, even though you had no chance to give it to him before you were alive, the final result is still good. But now, this thing is in my hands, why do you think it is?"

"Don't say I snatched it, who is Ling Xu? Although I am different now, but at that time I still had to rely on others to snatch it. -"

Unless he is willing, he voluntarily gives up what he personally handed over to you.Rong Ye automatically completed Xiaoyan's unfinished words, isn't that what he wanted to say.

"So what?" Rong Ye's face was calm, unmoved by it, "I trust him, that's all."

"What I hate the most is your self-righteous face! Why do you think that you have a chance to win? Why do you show off your power in front of me and tell you that I gave you what you have today, and you stole it from me? Yes!" But once he changed his composure just now, Xiao became uncontrollably excited.

"I said before that love doesn't come first, let alone what's the use of you and I talking about it here?" Rong Ye said with a smile, "Do you think I took your power? If you really come first, then I will get it first." Yes, so it’s mine, and I can only blame you for taking a step too late, that’s all.”

Rong Ye, who has never been so sharp to refute and clamored to defend herself, now seems to pour out all the resentment and grievances that have been buried deep in her heart for many years.

The dazzling purple light flashed away, and the suffocating momentum was accompanied by a strong wind. Gathering spirits into swords, Qi into sharp edges, with a wave of long sleeves, the swords collided with each other with a clang.

"Didn't you ask me what my purpose is?" The sharpness intersected, and the smile became more and more strange in the face of the cold sword energy. "As long as you die, he will be mine!"

Xiao was already crazy, or in other words, he couldn't help being crazy as early as the moment he fell in love with Ling Xu.

Turning around to dodge, causing the sharp edge, avoiding its sharpness, even if he can't flap his wings to fly again, for him, he is willing.

"Even if I die, he can't be yours."

Tit for tat, he didn't want to let go again, after going through so many hardships and blunders, since fate was fixed in the ancient times, since there were so many possibilities that passed by and he still couldn't get rid of it completely, then why did he still want to let the person he loves and loves deeply The man pushed away again, since he lost it and found it again, he will not let it be lost again!

"How can you be so confident that it must be me who died?"

He smiled contemptuously, he is the god of war, he has never been defeated, from the beginning to the end, he is a god who is superior and omnipotent, cannot be profaned, cannot be slandered, let alone doubt, even if he is facing his relatives at this moment with swords and swords, Ling Xu can do it Why can't I spare the world for myself?Even if the fish dies and the net breaks the jade and stones, at least we must clear the obstacles for the way forward!

To spend his whole life fighting purely for love and giving up everything, in a sense, he and Xiao are both happy. How many people are trapped, dodge, and escape because of one or another kind of bondage and worldly shackles? , I miss it in the end, and when I look back on my life, I can only sigh. I may have had what I wanted, but I missed it because of my obsession and restraint.

He used to be like this, falling into a dead end, thinking that it was the end, and leaving alone with humble thoughts, but never heard his thoughts, whether it was really as he guessed and thought, and now, that once unspeakable The name, the name that just thinks about it will make you feel sore. At this moment, you just think about it in a flash, and when you read it silently, you will become stronger and warmer...

His spiritual power surged, and the sharp edge brushed past him, leaving behind bloodstains. He didn't care about the pain, because of the obsession in his heart, because of the remaining hope, because of the gentleness that was only one step away.

Cracks appeared one after another on the masonry of the palace due to the impact, and the roar of the empty hall was the clarion call to the end. I don't know whether it was mourning or joy.

He does not love you!

The canthus of the eyes is completely cracked, the eyes are full of madness, and the violet-like pupils that should be as warm as jade are blood-colored and confused.

You are not him, how can you decide for him.

The cloud is light and the wind is light, calm and relieved, the corners of his lips are slightly raised, and there is an endless longing for warmth in his eyebrows and eyes.

Another close confrontation, ferocious and calm, angels and demons, fulfilling the ancient prophecy, destroying the world, there must be someone between them, and there must be someone between them to save the common people.

Are childhood memories a lie from beginning to end?

What is stirring in the sword energy is not just pure love and hatred?

"Brother Six, why did you run to the top of the tree of life alone again? Brothers will be worried if they can't find you." The crisp voice echoed with the childish voice that had not faded away, and there was still a smile on his cheek. A little baby fat, but frowning pretending to be old-fashioned, worried.

"In the Continent of Gods and Demons, only the ninth level genius is Yong Day, but why is it here that it is Yong Night, and there is no half-clearness. You, me, eldest brother, and second buddies were all born here, obviously born in the night, but Looking forward to this day, how strange..." Looking up at the two bright moons in the sky, the immature voice of a child has a desolation that does not match the age.

The spiritually powerful long sword whizzed past his ears, although he managed to dodge it, he couldn't get out of his body. The dark red blood remained on the side of his fair face, and blood drops fell like broken threads, while Rong Ye's The action didn't stop at all because of this.

The body leaned back and turned away, with one hand on the ground, without waiting for both feet to hit the ground, picking at the empty area where Xiao had no time to return to defense due to a full-strength blow, with the palm of his hand violently exerting force, and swiping the long sword from bottom to top, at a tricky angle attack.

"Sixth brother likes the night just like I like the light, I will protect you forever, you are my light, I will be your night sky, okay?"

Sitting side by side on the top, I was still young at that time, my memory was hazy, and I didn’t know what kind of past and present lives were hidden behind this sentence. They will be afraid, and they will not be lonely, because they know that there is someone beside them who is looking up at the beautiful night together with them.

"Like this starry sky, no matter how beautiful the night is, it must be accompanied by some light..." He sighed sadly. At that time, he didn't know what his words meant, and he didn't know when he would appear in this round. When should it end.

"Yeah!" Nodded crisply, "How can a night be complete without bright stars and bright moonlight?"

Just like him at that time, he didn't know how he would turn around in this round.

The momentum of the sword was like a rainbow, piercing through the clothes, cutting through the flesh, and blood poured down from the wounds where the bones were deep, and the entire sleeves were bloody red in an instant.

The smile on the corner of his lips was cruel and fleeting, he couldn't hide his intentions, he raised his hand, holding the colorful glazed beads in the palm of his hand, there was no time to be surprised, no time to react, a bad premonition stabbed like an electric shock, five fingers quickly closed, the colorful glass beads The rays of light were quickly covered, leaving only the faint afterglow between the fingers.

The pain of suffocation pierced my heart, and the frantic clamor filled my whole body. The flowing posture of the sword stopped abruptly, and I fell to my knees abruptly. Beads of sweat dripped down from the corners of his forehead, and blood spurted out in a gulp, accompanied by a little bit of dusty colored glass.

That is the bed of the soul, it is the tearing of the soul that is incomparable to the physical pain and even more indescribable. No matter how strong you are, no matter how strong you are, even if you bite your silver teeth, you still can't suppress the muffled groan that blurted out.

Ling Chi, does it hurt?Gouging out and cutting hard, does it hurt?To be heartbroken alive, does it hurt?But compared to the soul being torn, crushed and broken in an instant, those are too gentle, and can even be called benevolent!

"Go to hell!" The bloodthirsty madness turned into a sharp cry, saying that he was unscrupulous or despicable, as long as he could get what he wanted, everything was worth it!This is him Xiao!