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Blood poured out, and the pain of crushing her heart made Xuan Ye's eyebrows tremble uncontrollably, and her brows frowned.

The white clothes on his body were almost completely stained red by his blood.

A very light sigh sounded at this moment, like a smile.

The snow-white hand landed on Qing Ming's hand, slowly holding his ossified arm that pierced Xuan Ye's heart.

Qingming felt that the soul that had been dissipated suddenly seemed to be reversed in time, and solidified again, and the broken heart was also frozen at the moment of being crushed.

Not only Xuan Ye's in his hands, but also his own that was backlashed by the rules.

How is this going?

Xuan Ye's weak and dying face, her light-colored lips slowly raised an arc, and her eyebrows and eyelashes, which were tightly frowned and trembling because of the pain, also slowly stretched, and then curled up.

He is laughing!

Xuan Ye was indeed laughing, Qingyue's gentle laughter was just like before, at first there was residual pain and weakness, but gradually it became inaudible.

The bone that Qing Ming pierced into his flesh and blood seemed to sink into the sea suddenly, losing his sense and control.

Even his fingers pinching the opponent's heart lost consciousness together with the crushed heart.

Qing Ming lost the sense of his own arm.

However, Qing Ming's soul is still dissipating, and the backlash has not stopped.

Only Xuan Ye had a change that he didn't know about.

Xuan Ye herself undoubtedly knew about it.

He rested his hand on Qing Ming's arm weakly, bent his eyes and said with a smile: "Don't worry, don't you want to wait for me to open my eyes so that you can kill me completely? I will open them right away."

The drooping eyelashes like crow feathers, and the smiling pupils opened at the moment the voice fell.

The pupils are white and golden like amber nectar, like the early summer morning sun being diffused by the forest fog, shining on the water.

Brilliant, chaotic, unknown.

He was originally smiling softly with his eyes bent, but when he opened his eyes in an instant, how could he find a trace of a smile, a ray of warmth in those cold eyebrows?

The corners of the brows and eyes can only be seen from a high position, as cold and lonely as arrogance.

Even though that gentle and elegant face still had a somewhat warm smile on his lips, but none of that smile reached the corners of his eyes.

Xuan Ye stared deeply at Qing Ming, with a smile on her lips, her voice was cold: "I have opened my eyes now, but can you kill me?"

Opening your eyes means breaking the law ruthlessly, breaking the contract with the Dao of Heaven, losing the status of the heir of the Dao of the Dao of Heaven, and losing the guardianship of the rules of the Dao of Heaven.

Just like the former Zi Sang Junyan, he became killable.

However, Xuan Ye did not die.

Not only did he not die, the flesh and blood, meridians, and even his dantian that had been crushed by Qing Ming's bone dragon were still visibly recovering to the naked eye.

At the same time, Qing Ming let out a muffled snort, unable to maintain his ossified state.

His face became dilapidated in the blink of an eye, even more dispirited than when he crushed Xuan Ye's heart and was beaten back by the rules.

The Bone Dragon swims in Xuan Ye's flesh and blood, pulls away, like a cloud belt holding him up, obediently.

The other end of the bone dragon that had sucked Xuan Ye's blood and turned red rose high, like a monster devouring the Lord, piercing through Qing Ming's body in an instant.

Unknowingly, it turned into Xuan Ye pinching Qing Ming's shoulder and lifting him up.

Qing Ming's eyelids drooped, and he lifted a thread absently, and reflected Xuan Ye's face.

--why?

He could no longer make a sound to question this unreasonable status quo.

But Xuan Ye obviously understood what he was thinking.

Xuan Ye opened his eyes, squinted his eyes and smiled, he pinched Qing Ming's neck, except for the blood-stained white clothes, he didn't seem to have any signs of being seriously injured.

"Why did I open my eyes, but I didn't lose my qualifications to be a successor of the Heavenly Dao and was completely killed by you like in Jianxue's inner demon? Do you not understand?"

Xuan Ye's crooked eyes were half-opened, and the corners of his lips and eyes were smiling, but his eyes were cold and gray, as if he was bored and uninterested.

This look reminded Qing Ming of Ye Tan.

Xuan Ye didn't know how much his eyes looked like Ye Tan at this moment.

Still bending his eyes and smiling, he said softly, "Because, this time, I didn't want to see His eyes open, I..."

He tilted his head slightly, raised his eyebrows slightly, with an elegant and carefree expression, raised a hint of arrogance, as if telling him an unknown secret, lowered his voice: "I have accomplished the ruthless way."

Qing Ming's eyes were empty: "So, that's it."

After all, it was a step too late.

Xuan Ye smiled lowly, looking contented with joy, her eyes curved, and she sighed: "I have not been able to open my eyes for 800 years, because I can't practice the way of ruthlessness. Because I have no love for anyone in this world, no Love, how ruthless? Thank you very much for helping me break through today, and as a reward, I will send you a ride with my own hands."

Xuan Ye smiled with crooked eyes, and said softly, but the fingers holding Qing Ming's neck suddenly exerted force, manipulating the tip of the bone dragon's tail to stab Qing Ming's Lingtai Zifu.

The bone dragon that turned blood red did not hesitate to bite away at its former master.

The moment the venomous thorn tip of the keel fell, there was a sound of gold and jade hitting each other.

At that moment, the sword light that resembled ice and silver practiced suddenly came, blocking the bone spur.

The cold light was so overwhelming that it was impossible to look directly at it.

But Xuan Ye didn't blink, looking at Jian Xue who made the sword.

There was still a smile on his lips, but the smile was as light as it was gone, and his eyes were not interested in looking at the reappearing Qianxue. He raised his eyebrows slowly and gracefully: "It seems that you want to save him, then..."

The next moment, Jian Xue's neck fell into Xuan Ye's hands.

It was so fast that Jianxue didn't even know whether she was grabbed by that force, or the other party appeared behind her in a flash.

Only when she saw the Yulu Pavilion close in front of her eyes did she realize that it was the former.

Xuan Ye stood motionless on the spot, the blood-red bone dragon passed through Jian Xue's heart from behind, and brought her in front of Xuan Ye.

Xuan Ye stretched out his hand lightly, with a gentle and lazy smile on his face, what was unfamiliar was the cold silence in his opened eyes.

He looked at Nanxue, but she was not in his eyes, he held her neck with his left hand and lifted her up, and murmured: "Then, you can die with him."

Jianxue stared at him blankly, with a tear in the corner of her eye, which did not shed after all.

Xuan Ye was smiling, but there was only a smile on the corners of her lips and the corners of her crooked eyes, and there was no one in those eyes: "Thank you for your hard work, I am satisfied with everything you have done in the past 800 years. So far, your The task has been completed, and you can leave."

Xuan Ye raised her left hand slightly, and slightly hooked her index finger.

The bone dragon that was stained red by Xuan Ye's blood, together with Qingming and Jianxue that it tied and pierced, were blown to pieces in that instant, annihilated into blood mist, and sprayed on his face.

Soldiers dissipated.

When he killed Jianxue and Qingming without hesitation, the figures of Jiu Shichen and others flew up from the ground and landed on the Xingfeng Peak.

"Xuan Ye, what are you doing?"

Xuan Ye bent her eyes, and smiled indifferently on her lips, as if in a daze.

He looked at the people who appeared in front of him.

Qianhua, Hanlou, Zique, Fusheng, Kongzhai, Yiying.

There are also Fifth Xia, Pei Ying, Wu Pianxian, Chu Hongyue, Cong Liu, and even Duan Ling.

Holding the sword, Liu Mianmian gritted her teeth, unbelievable that Qing Ming died like that: "Master!"

If there is one person in this world who would be saddened by Qing Ming's disappearance, perhaps it is only this disciple who has been taken care of by him.

Xuan Ye's fingers slightly supported the ends of her eyebrows, she bent her eyes, and smiled faintly: "Ah, I'm not used to opening my eyes, so I can't completely match you up."

He just glanced at them, not interested, only his voice was as gentle as before: "I'll talk about the past later, I still have one important thing to do."

"What else are you going to do? Is Xuan Ye obsessed? How could you even kill Yanxue?"

Xuan Ye shook his head lightly, as if he was still hungover, he tilted his head slightly and raised his eyes, seemingly in a daze: "Qianxue? I killed Qianxue..."

"You really are..." Obsessed.

He chuckled like a sigh, feeling bored, as if he thought the speaker was cute.

Xuan Ye's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and her blood-stained face looked so clear at this moment, like a demon, like a god.

He stretched out his hand, so fast that no one could see clearly, he held the person in Yutai Pavilion in the palm of his hand.

The shock on Qianhua's and their faces was almost identical.

Because, the person who was mercilessly strangled by Xuan Ye had a face very similar to Ye Tan's.

No one in this world should have the heart to hurt someone with this face, and Xuan Ye shouldn't be able to do anything to a face similar to Ye Tan.

But he just pinched Sang Xueqing's neck, his clear and beautiful eyes were narrowed, and he looked at this face that was suffocated and dazed.

"Xuan Ye! What are you doing?"

"He is Sang Xueqing, the child of your master Yu Luo Xiaotai!"

"..."

Xuan Ye ignored all the voices.

Those people wanted to get closer and stop him, but they found that there was a barrier between them and Xuan Ye, and they couldn't walk in no matter what.

Xuan Ye looked at that face and said softly: "Of course I know, you are my destiny, right?"

Sang Xueqing looked pale and looked at him blankly, like a puppet without a soul.

It's just like Yetan's distraction that Xuan Ye got from Jiu Shichen in the demonic phase back then.

Xuan Ye smiled, her eyes were clear and soft, her eyes waved coldly, and her brows and eyes were curved again: "I'm doing what everyone wants to do, what I should have done long ago as a human being, but I didn't do it until now—I I'm killing, the fate given to me by heaven."

The gentler his voice, the more affectionate and clear his expression, the more merciless his movements.

The beautiful face like a doll, the confused eyes are loose, and he is on the verge of death.

Xuan Ye's expression was in a daze, her eyes were quiet and focused, as if she had fallen into a disillusioned dream.

There was still a slight smile on his lips, and his eyes were also curved: "I killed Qingming, but you didn't respond, and I killed Yanxue, but you didn't respond either. Now it's Sang Xueqing's turn, and you are still the same. Aren't you going to show up?"

Xuan Ye slowly added the address: "Master."

He raised his long eyebrows slightly, like an accident, but also like a realization, he nodded reservedly: "Since you don't care, then I will - kill."

He mercilessly twisted that beautiful neck, but at that moment, he turned his head away, not looking at that face that was exactly the same as Ye Tanyi.

The golden amber's chaotic eyes were empty at that moment, and they didn't see anything.

The golden melting cloud light above the cloudy dome burst out at that moment, making it impossible for all the cultivators to look up at that moment, and even knelt down on one knee because of the coercion.

Only Xuan Ye was still staring at the cloud light that was enough to plunge him into darkness again.

There was no expression on his face, it was silent and empty, and he smiled slowly: "You are finally willing to show up. Is the fate you prepared for me important to you?"