This benefactor is not too cold

Sensing his intention, Zhang Zhengran drew back the blade and threw Chen Mo to the other side of the corner.

Said to Chang Si: "I said I won't let him die, so I definitely won't let him die. Now it's your turn."

Chen Mo guessed that Zhang Zhengran would stop him and throw him to this side, he coughed violently to cover up his movements, under the intention of Yu Zhao who had already regained consciousness but pretended to be unconscious, he groped for the medical alcohol in the corner, and opened the bottle Throw all the stuff on Zhang Zhengran.

At the same time, Yu Zhan took out the lighter from his pocket, started a flame, and quickly threw it at Zhang Zhengran.

The fire started to spread from his back, and burned rapidly on the overalls Zhang Zhengran was wearing.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

Zhang Zhengran screamed and fell to the ground and rolled over, trying to put out the fire, while looking at Chen Mo fiercely: "You dare to frame me, you dare to frame me."

It seemed that there was a split personality, Zhang Zhengran with one personality wanted to extinguish the fire on his body, while the other Zhang Zhengran wanted to walk towards Chen Mo.

Yu Zhan picked up Chen Mo, glanced at the oxygen tank behind the glass door that shouldn't be here, walked out with his back on his back, and shouted: "No, get out of here quickly."

Another room separated by a door is filled with oxygen cylinders, which will explode in case of fire, and will suffer within a radius of ten meters.

Zhang Zhengran lowered his head, and after a few seconds of silence, there was a terrifying "click" sound in the room, as if something invisible was laughing, and Zhang Zhengran, with his eyes closed, ran towards the glass door: "I I want you to be buried with me."

A black and straight figure threw him to the ground, and Chang Si firmly held Zhang Zhengran, who was completely controlled by Yan, to prevent him from getting up.However, because of the sprint just now, the air flow was surging, and the fire on Zhang Zhengran's body burned even more vigorously, and it would soon affect Chang Si.

If Chang Si let go of Zhang Zhengran, the latter would definitely rush towards the oxygen tank; if Chang Si didn't let go of the restraint, his own safety could not be guaranteed.

Chen Mo wanted to get off Zhan's back but couldn't break free. He turned his head and cried to Chang Si: "What do you want to do, go, let's leave together."

Chang Si just looked at him deeply.

Tears poured down in large swaths, and it was almost impossible to see Chang Si's face clearly.

Chen Mo suddenly laughed, choked up and said, "Doctor Yu, please put me here, I don't want to leave."

Yu Zhan just continued to walk behind his back: "Sorry."

Chen Mo said hoarsely: "Put me down."

After making sure that Chen Mo was within a safe range, Yu Zhan put Chen Mo down, turned around and ran to the equipment room.

At this moment, there was a "boom", time became still, Chen Mo couldn't see anything, he couldn't hear anything, and his mind was like the situation since he met Chang Si, and Chang Si who tied his shoelaces Chang Si who was jealous, Chang Si who deliberately made him angry, Chang Si who was the first thing he saw when he woke up every morning.

Chen Mo tried his best to support himself, pushed Yu Zhan who was in front of him, and walked towards the equipment room with a swaying figure: "Chang Si, don't scare me, let's go back together, okay, I won't tease you again, Never again."

Chen Mo lost his mind, fell forward unsteadily, and hugged him all by himself: "Okay."

The familiar embrace and temperature surrounded Chen Mo, Chen Mo's heart fell from a height of [-] miles, and before landing, he landed firmly, punching Chang Si's chest one after another: "You bastard."

I thought Chang Si was so scared and helpless when something happened to him.

Chang Si kissed Chen Mo's forehead: "It's my fault, it's okay, it's okay."

"Don't let him die, I'll get rid of him."

Bai Zhi threw the unconscious Zhang Zhengran out, and tapped Chen Mo and Chang Si respectively: "A hundred years together."

Chang Si couldn't move, but felt a spiritual force slowly pouring into his body: "What do you mean?"

Bai Zhi didn't care about nunu lips, and waved her hand: "The debtor will pay, the cultivation level that Ji Chen took away, I will return it to you for him."

Bai Zhi looked at J who was imprisoned in the enchantment. She could only trap it for a while, but not for a lifetime.

"See you soon, everyone."

After leaving such a sentence, it disappeared in an instant just like before.

After being able to do activities, Chen Mo looked at Chang Si: "Do you need help?"

Chang Si nodded, gave him a hug, and disappeared.

Chen Mo whispered to the empty corridor: "I'll wait for you."

In the enchantment, a hoarse and cold voice echoed: "Don't waste your efforts, you can't do anything to me."

Bai Zhi smiled lightly: "There are always exceptions to everything, but I heard that Mingchuan Yehuo sacrifices souls can consume everything."

Chang Si frowned: "You?"

Bai Zhi said with a hippie smile: "Even if I don't, I won't be able to last long. I'll die early and be reborn." Even if he is a ghost cultivator, his soul has suffered years of wear and tear, and one day he will be like the scholar who was sent away before. .

It is indeed just a time difference, but there is no such thing as a supernatural being.

Chang Si stopped him: "Do you know that you will never return here?"

Bai Zhi had already taken out the burning order, and looked up at Chang Si: "Just leave and never return."

Bai Zhi rushed to Mingchuan just now, saw Jichen who couldn't wake up in the dream, and knew that the calamity he had experienced was a calamity of love, and the dream that trapped him in it carried the memories of Zheng Ze and Bai Zhi bit by bit.

It also includes the scene where Ji Chen kissed Bai Zhi after he was drunk.

The reason why Jichen can't wake up is because he can't stand the word love, and he can't escape or break free.As the Lord of the Underworld, if he can't cut off love and love, he will lose the qualification to succeed the Lord of the Underworld. Before that, Bai Zhi always wanted the king's heart to be like mine, but now she just wants to break with him cleanly.

It has been 1000 years, except for a few years, nothing has changed. Bai Zhi thinks, cares and thinks only about the person in his heart.

After controlling the internal turmoil, Bai Zhi walked up to the high platform step by step, looked at the sleeping face in front of him as calm as water, branded a kiss on Ji Chen's lips, and bit it again as punishment, half reproaching: "It's really dishonest! ,my king."

You can sit on the throne, and I will be your most loyal believer.Your joy and prosperity are what I will defend to the death; your glory is my battle flag.

The time when the resentful spirit did evil this time was too coincidental, Bai Zhi figured out the ins and outs, knew something was wrong, and asked the old judge the correct way to summon Karma Fire, and came to the human world again, fortunately it was not too late.

Everything was ready, Bai Zhi said to Chang Si: "Please help me to look after the barrier."

Chang Si: "Okay."

Everyone has what they want to stick to and protect, which cannot be shaken by others.

If there is no possibility of Yu's comeback, he can only burn his soul into ashes, and it is an ancient god, and it must be sacrificed willingly to Karma Fire to play its role.The soul of Baizhi is the sacrifice.

The faint blue flame gradually took shape, and became more and more intense, spreading into a sea of ​​flames. Under the cover of light and shadow, Bai Zhi's face was either bright or dark, and fainted a piece of red.

The thin lips parted slightly, silently said "goodbye", and jumped into the flames, only to be engulfed in an instant.

At the same time, Yu's voice was also drowned out.

The surroundings became very quiet, with white mottled rays of light floating up little by little, like the last ray of sunlight from the twinkling sunset shining on the earth, condensed in the air for a long time, and then spread out...

Chang Si raised her hand and held the faint fluorescent light.

On Wangchuan Terrace in Mingchuan Hall, a drop of tears crossed the Yellow Spring, passed through the light and shadow of the floating dust, and fell on the corner of Jichen's closed eyes.

The eyelids moved slightly, and Ji Chen slowly woke up, his hazel eyes were still cold, as if hidden under the frozen snow-capped mountains, there were joys and sorrows that others could not see through, and only he knew: the most painful and hottest corner of his chest, the missing up.

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