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"He's dead?" Si Yu frowned, looking at the half-breed kneeling on the ground not far away through the rain curtain, the pouring rain made him unable to open his eyes, he shook his head, suddenly felt a little In a daze, he murmured, "Who died?"

Qi Lu helped him up, and with a serious expression on his face, he answered three words in a deep voice: "Fan Tianxing."

"Fan...Fan Tianxing?"

Si Yu murmured, he didn't know why his heart was throbbing, the pouring rain hit his face, and the light raindrops seemed to weigh more than a thousand catties at this time, making his vision blurry, the muscles on the inner thighs couldn't help trembling, instantly His knees softened, and he staggered under his feet, almost falling to the ground.

Qi Lu immediately hugged his waist tightly, wiped Si Yu's face heavily, clasped his chin with one hand, turned his face, and looked firmly into Si Yu's eyes: "Can you stop?"

Si Yu leaned on Qi Lu's solid arm and tried his best to stand still. Looking at Qi Lu's dark pupils, his wandering thoughts gathered together, and his violent heartbeat gradually calmed down.

"Teacher Si," Qi Lu said with firm eyes, "it's not over yet, I need you."

Si Yu took a deep breath, nodded heavily after a while: "Mr. Qi, I can."

Qi Lu smiled lightly, as if he had expected that his human would give such an answer, he took half a step back and let go of Si Yu's arm.

"He's not a bad person," Si Yu said suddenly, his voice slightly hoarse, "but he's not a good person either."

Qi Lu gave a faint "hmm": "If he was an ordinary human being, he would have died a hundred years ago."

"I know," Si Yu pursed his lips, the rain was rushing, and the rain kept slipping over his lips, but he felt parched, "He lived in a ghost's body for so many years, I don't know why Lucky or not."

He sighed silently in his heart, and tightened his five fingers holding the mahogany sword.

Si Yu didn't want to defend Fan Tianxing. Even though Fan Tianxing could be regarded as involuntary from the beginning to the end, he existed in the body of a mixed race for hundreds of years. They shared the same body but had independent consciousness, but neither of them could To know if they have merged into one.

Perhaps even Fan Tianxing himself was completely confused.

The mixed race brutally killed so many human beings, Fan Tianxing watched soberly, maybe he wanted to stop it, maybe he also had compassion for the dead compatriots, maybe he was tortured by endless struggle for hundreds of years, but it is undeniable Yes, the mixed race gave Fan Tianxing immortal life while sucking human blood.

No one on this continent will ever know whether it is a mixed race or Fan Tianxing who dominates this body when killing human beings?

Si Yu clearly knew that Fan Tianxing was not innocent. Fan Tianxing deceived him, used him, put the whole Gutang in danger, and almost made it impossible for Qi Lu to wake up again.Si Yu pitied him, spurned him, angered him and hated him, but when he really died, Si Yu still felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

Fan Tianxing has a special meaning to him. He is an elder he respects, and his relationship with him is both a teacher and a friend. Si Yu once regarded him as a rising star. He saw the shadow of his long-lost father in Fan Tianxing.

However, everything is false, the Venus star has been dusted and crashed, and the sky needs to be restored.

Si Yu turned his head to look at Qi Lu's exquisite sculpture-like profile, and suddenly felt that all the dust and dust disappeared.

The only blood race in the Eastern Continent is the new order in this sky.

And his king still needs him now.

In the pouring rain, the mixed-race fell to his knees on the muddy ground, belatedly covering the huge black hole in his chest with both palms, but it was too late.

He could clearly feel that the temperature of the blood in the blood vessels cooled down little by little, the steady pulse gradually stopped beating, and the characteristics of human life were slowly and slowly disappearing.

The human beings living in his body were gone, gone, devoured, washed away by the sudden rain.

Thoroughly, cleanly, nothing left.

There was a sudden thunder from the sky, and the half-blood seemed to be taken aback, his shoulders trembled suddenly, and then ten fingers began to tremble, his pale lips trembled uncontrollably, and he suddenly yelled.

His broken and fragile cry pierced through the rain curtain and reached Si Yu's side. Si Yu couldn't hear him clearly, but he vaguely recognized that he called "A Dong".

Adong?Is it a name?

Before he had time to think about it, the mixed race not far away suddenly raised his head, staring at Qi Lu and Si Yu with blood-quenching eyes.

The two looked at each other very quickly, Qi Lu nodded slightly imperceptibly, Si Yu gave him a firm look, tightened his five fingers, and clenched the mahogany sword in his hand.

"You killed him..." the half-blood murmured, and then slowly stood up, with a ferocious face, and the veins on his neck were bulging, "You killed him!"

"It's you," Si Yu frowned, and raised his voice, "You killed him. You killed him the moment you swallowed him."

"Shut up!" the half-blood roared angrily, and repeated again, "You kill him!"

"You turned him into a monster with neither human nor ghost," Si Yu snorted coldly, and walked towards the mixed race, "You kept him awake at night, he couldn't eat, he couldn't sleep, he was born Better to die."

"Impossible, impossible..." The half-race's eyes drifted, and he took a step back, "Impossible..."

"Didn't you hear?" Si Yu approached him step by step, "Didn't you hear what he said every time you drank human blood?"

"What did he say?" A flicker of crazy light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the mixed race, and he asked Si Yu urgently, "What did he say? Ah?"

Si Yu smiled faintly: "He asked you why you didn't kill him at that time, and he said he wished he could die."

"Bullshit!"

At this time, Si Yu had already arrived at a place only a few steps away from the mixed race, and the mixed race raised his hand heavily, and a cloud of black air struck, and Si Yu was sent flying!

Si Yu tilted his head and spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, turned over and got up from the ground, and staggered towards the mixed race again.

"Are you afraid? Why are you afraid? Isn't Fan Tianxing dead?" Si Yu said with a smile, "You have killed so many people, and you don't care about one more."

"No, no," the mixed race shook his head, his voice faintly filled with tears, "I don't want him to die, he can't die without my permission..."

At this moment, the purple beam of light behind the cloud flickered again, and Qi Lu unknowingly circled behind the mixed-race, with the sharp long sword held high in his hand——

Si Yu refused to give an inch, and said aggressively: "He died, and he didn't leave you with a trace of soul energy. Do you think he hates you?"

boom--!

A purple light lit up in the sky, Qi Lu slashed down with his sharp sword, and the sword energy split a gap in the fine rain and mist!

At this moment, a sneer suddenly appeared on the ferocious face of the mixed-race. He quickly turned to face Qi Lu, and quickly squeezed a sword with his ten fingers. The turbulent black air blocked the purple sword air.

"Leader, I said, you can't kill me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Si Yu took the wooden sword and stabbed heavily at the opening of his back——

As expected, the mixed race sideways dodged the mahogany sword, and tightly grasped Si Yu's right wrist holding the sword with one hand.

"Xiao Si, you are so naive," the half-breed slowly raised the corners of his lips, "Am I that easy to deceive? Do you think I can't see through your tricks?"

His five fingers gradually tightened, and there was a "creak" sound of bones being crushed on his wrist, and a sharp pain came. Si Yu's face was bloodless, his upper teeth were biting his lower lip tightly, and it was extremely difficult to even breathe.

Snapped--

The wrist bone was pinched and broken, and the peach wood sword fell into the mud in embarrassment, and was stepped on by the half-blood.

"Xiao Si, what tricks do you have now?" The mixed race stared at him closely, "If not, it's my turn."

"Also..." Si Yu's pinched right hand hangs powerlessly by his side, his voice is weak, "And..."

The half-breed smiled disdainfully: "He valued you so much, but you killed him, damn you—"

With a puff, something gently pushed into his chest.

The mixed-race voice stopped abruptly.

He opened his eyes wide in disbelief, slowly lowered his neck, and there was a mahogany sword sticking out of his heart!

Holding the hilt of the sword in his left hand, Si Yu smiled lightly at him, suppressing the bloody smell rising from his throat: "Didn't you think so? I still, and..."

The eyes of the half-blood gradually moved downstream, looking at the wooden sword under his feet.

is fake.

Si Yu pressed hard with his left hand, and the mahogany sword stabbed heavily into the heart of the mixed race.

The black energy condensed in his chest rolled all over the sky, and Qi Lu's long sword swung to disperse the dark soul energy.

There is a clear sky between heaven and earth.

Blood gushed from the half-breed's lips, and he knelt heavily on the ground.

He was still chanting the name "A-Dong" before he died.

The clouds cleared and the fog cleared, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and Si Yu also fell to the ground in a daze, feeling unreal as if he had passed away.

Qi Lu hugged him: "Does it hurt?"

Si Yu nodded, and buried his face in Qi Lu's shoulder.