Chen Xi, a colleague of the spiritual deed, is flashy

"Senior! Calm down!" Duanmu Xi looked at Duanmu Luoyue who was in a state of rage, and quickly reminded him.The current situation was already very difficult. If Duanmu Luoyue became red-eyed again, no matter how powerful Duanmu Xi was, he would not be able to fight Duanmu Luoyue and Yang Ning at the same time.

What's more, Yang Jinghua is now in a coma, and Duanmuxi can't distract himself at all.

Hearing Duanmu Xi's voice, Duanmu Luoyue regained consciousness a little.

yes.The most important thing now is to rescue Zicheng.

Obviously, Yang Ning has residual consciousness.Logically speaking, people like Yang Ning are the least likely to become spiritualists.Apart from being with Duanmu Luoyue, he had almost no desires.So to make him become what he is now, it is conceivable that the mastermind behind the scenes used some method that Yang Ning could not accept.

Thinking of this, Duanmu Luoyue's teeth itched with anger.But he still calmed himself down and fell to Duanmuxi's side.

"Little priest. Do you know what method to use to save Zicheng?"

For a moment, Duanmuxi's heart was full of alarm bells.

"Senior, please speak."

Duanmu Luoyue looked at Yang Ning who was standing there motionless at this time, with unprecedented sadness in his eyes.He looked regretfully at Yang Jinghua in Duanmuxi's arms, and hesitantly said:

"Thousands of years ago, Zicheng cut off his arm and practiced [Luoyue]. It can be said to behead gods at the top, and demons at the bottom. The purification power he possesses can be said to be the purest..." Duanmuxi's face turned pale instantly when he said this. Pale.

"No!" Duanmuxi looked at Yang Jinghua in his arms and said angrily.

Of course he knew Duanmu Luoyue's eagerness to save Yang Ning.but--

Duanmuxi's memory instantly returned to the past.

Back to that moment when Yang Jinghua scattered his soul with the [Luoyue] sword in front of him.Duanmuxi even clearly remembered the reluctance and determination in Yang Jinghua's eyes at that time.

The power of Luoyue Sword almost made Yang Jinghua disappear completely from this world.Judging from Yang Jinghua's spiritual transformation now, even if Duanmuxi changed his life against the sky and returned to the past, the power of Luoyue Sword was deeply imprinted in Yang Jinghua's soul.

So he never let Yang Jinghua know the name [Luoyue].Because Duanmuxi didn't know, Yang Jinghua knew, what kind of consequences would there be.

Duanmuxi can't lose Yang Jinghua again.

Duanmu Luoyue had already guessed that Duanmu Xi would look like this.He didn't speak for a moment.

He regards Zicheng's descendants as his life, and this move is equivalent to making Duanmuxi desperate, how could he agree.

But when Duanmu Luoyue looked at Yang Ning who was only thirty feet away from him, helplessness and sadness welled up in her heart.

Duanmuxi regards Yang Jinghua as his life, so why not him?Duanmu Luoyue doesn't need to be the yangming division, she can ignore the life and death of the world, and she can ignore the laws of heaven and earth.The only thing is that Yang Ning can't be without him by his side.

With the thousand-year seal, Duanmu Luoyue tried countless times in the world to find his figure, but in the end it was nothing but joy.He and Duanmuxi are the same kind of people.

Once owned, also lost.

Today's lost and recovered, and what a price was used to exchange for it.No one can bear it.

"Senior. Is there no other way?" Duanmu Xi calmed down, he hugged Yang Jinghua tightly in his arms, and asked while looking at Duanmu Luoyue.

"Then there is no other way but to destroy him like other spiritualists." Duanmu Luoyue lowered her head, her voice trembling.

Duanmuxi was also silent for a while.

Whether it is Yang Jinghua or Yang Ning.Neither he nor Duanmu Luoyue seemed to have a choice.

At this time, Yang Ning, who was opposite, seemed to realize something, and suddenly started roaring.

"Ah!!" Yang Ning's roar resounded throughout the space, Duanmu Luoyue looked at him, his nails dug into his flesh.

"Big... man..." Then, Yang Ning, with empty eyes, looked at Duanmu Luoyue who was dressed in white in front of him, who seemed to be untouched by the world, and slowly spit out the two words he was most familiar with.

Duanmu Luoyue stopped for a while.In the next second, Duanmu Luoyue was slowly walking towards Yang Ning, step by step.But in just a few seconds, Duanmu Luoyue walked in front of Yang Ning.

Duanmuxi was suddenly a little scared.

He didn't know what Duanmu Luoyue wanted to do.

"Zicheng. You said you would take me to see the maple leaves in Nanshan. You said that the maple leaves there are red and very beautiful. It's already autumn. Can you take me to see them?" Duanmu Luoyue smiled like a child , smiling so innocently.

Yang Ning was silent.

Duanmu Luoyue lowered her head, closed her eyes and remained silent for a while.

Whether in life or after death.

He is all Yangming Division.

Yang Ming Division.I will not let such a monster harm time.

Duanmuxi didn't even have time to react.A long sword emerged from Duanmu Luoyue's hand, and he didn't give Duanmuxi a chance to stop it.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Duanmuxi seemed to have seen the moment Luoyue passed through Yang Ning's chest.

Everything is the same as it was thousands of years ago, but the characters are different.

…………

Duanmu Siyun looked at the report in his hand with a solemn expression.As smart as she is, how could she not realize that all these things are wrong.

wrong.Things started to deviate from the original track at some point.

Putting down the report in her hand, she looked out the window.It was already dawn, but the mess in the city proved that everything was not a dream last night.The sun rose slowly, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ghosts of the night.it's over.

Some people are glad that they are still alive, and are grateful to Yangmingsi and Shadow Attendant who saved them from the fire and water last night.Others are trapped in the grief of losing a loved one.There were cheers and cries one after another, very lively.

Duanmu Siyun ordered Duanmu Siming to restore normal order in the city as soon as possible, then turned and left.

Walking in the corridor, Duanmu Siyun's thoughts gradually drifted away.

Her mother was once also the Yangming Division.Logically speaking, she should have been the leader of this class.But……

There is Duanmuxi beside her.

From the first day he saw him, Duanmu Siyun had an inexplicable sense of surrender to Duanmu Xi.How could she admit that she was weaker than him if she was so proud?The so-called confrontation is just an excuse to cover up.

Duanmu Siyun is very clear.She didn't want to fight against Duanmuxi.after all.She also watched how this man got to where he is today.

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The door was opened.Duanmu Siyun looked at Duanmuxi who was not leaving the bed, and still couldn't help frowning.

Ever since Duan Muxi came back with Yang Jinghua who was asleep in his arms, Duan Muxi hadn't moved like this.At this time, he looked very decadent, a large number of books were placed around him in a mess, and he raised his head to look at Duanmu Siyun when he realized that the door was opened.

"What happened?" Duanmu Siyun's tone was rarely relaxed.She looked at Yang Jinghua who was sleeping quietly on the bed, and couldn't say anything to blame for a while.

"...Psychophile."

"?!" These three words made Duanmu Siyun turn back to stare at Duanmuxi instantly.

She is well aware of the weight of the three words psychic.

"what happened?"

"Someone is deliberately creating spirit addicts. This Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts is just an experiment for them." Duanmu Xi said weakly, and Duanmu Siyun frowned.She realized that things had begun to unfold in an unexpected direction, and left the room without saying anything.

For a while, only Duanmuxi and Yang Jinghua lying on the bed were left.