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The smoke and blood mixed together, and fell into the blue flames, and half of the shadow could not be seen.

Thirteen curled up his fingers slightly.

At that moment, the voice in his ear gradually faded away, leaving only the sound of the burning fire, and... his own panting.

He seemed to still have Qin Dongyi's last smile in front of him, he wanted to chase after him, wanted to see him again, he didn't want to let him go.

Thirteen got up from the ground, trying to chase Qin Dongyi into the fire.

But before he could take a step, he was dragged back by his collar.

"You let me go!!!"

Thirteen had already struggled with all his strength, but the range of movements still seemed weak and pathetic.

He clawed at the bumps of the stone with his fingers, not wanting them to take him away.

"Senior Brother...Senior Brother!!"

"Stop shouting, the person is dead!"

Having killed two inner disciples just now, Chong Hua is still thinking about how to explain to Wu Yan and Lian Yao when they go back.Now that Shisan made such a fuss, the gentle appearance he maintained could no longer be pretended.

"why?!"

Thirteen seemed to have just realized, he gave Chonghua a push:

"Why did you kill him?!"

"Am I killing him?! I'm saving you!!!"

Chonghua became angry, raised her hand and slapped Shisan hard, as if trying to wake him up:

"It's not like you haven't seen Qin Dongyi's appearance. Is he still human? I saved your life!!"

"I don't want your help."

Thirteen was beaten in the face.

A trace of blood dripped from the corner of his lips, and after a while, he suddenly smiled.

There was blood at the corners of his eyes and lips, coupled with his hoarse and maniacal laughter, it was creepy for no reason.

He stared straight at Chonghua with a pair of eyes:

"I would rather die by his hands. You saved me now, sooner or later, I will kill you with my own hands."

"……madman!"

Chong Hua looked at this man, and for a moment, he was really taken aback by this brat.

At this time, the members of Mingyue Sect had seen enough of the show and had already left.

Chong Hua picked up Shisan and threw it to Song Yunzhu who was aside:

"Take a good look at him. If you want to die, you will die. Don't die in my hands. It will be a waste of trouble."

Song Yunzhu lowered his eyes and helped Shisan.

But then he was pushed away by Thirteen.

Thirteen's footsteps were a bit vain, but he didn't want to jump off the cliff anymore, but followed the direction that Ming Yuezong left before.

"Master." Song Yunzhu called Chong Hua.

Chong Hua was a little impatient, and completely didn't care about it:

"Let him go! Wherever you fall in love, you don't know good and bad things."

With Chong Hua's words, Song Yunzhu didn't dare to stop him anymore.

He watched Thirteen stagger and walk away, and even nearly fell halfway.

In his impression, Thirteen was proud and indifferent.

Although he always smiles in front of outsiders, it always gives people a sense of unreality, as if no one can touch the real him.

It was the first time Song Yunzhu saw Shisan like this.

Breaking down, crying blood, begging for help... and all of this is for another person.

Song Yunzhu was not familiar with Qin Dongyi either.

However, he must be a very important person to Thirteen.

It was so important that when he left, he took his heart and soul with him.

After leaving the cliff, Thirteen didn't know what to do.

He left Chonghua and Song Yunzhu, and followed the Mingyue Sect group all the time.

Shisan knew that indifference and innocence were just for self-protection.

But what did that matter to him, he didn't care.

He just hates, hates so much.

He hated them for driving Qin Dongyi to a desperate situation with their indifference, hated Chonghua for sending Qin Dongyi into a sea of ​​flames with one arrow, and hated himself for not even being able to avenge Qin Dongyi.

Why can't he keep what he likes? Is it really some kind of curse?

Qin Dongyi and Qi Huan were all lost by him.

He was alone again.

Thirteen was like a homeless wild ghost, wandering around behind the group of people, always unable to find where to go.

But the killing in the Eastern Wasteland Ruins has not stopped yet.

Thirteen has been quietly following the people of Mingyue Sect. Although he has no ability to anger them, selfishly, he wants to see what their final outcome will be.

Will they successfully escape from the ruins of the Eastern Desolation, and then step on other people's flesh and blood to continue to be the immortal kings of immortality?

It's not fair.

Thirteen couldn't control her vicious thoughts.

I want them to die, I want to burn the ugly faces of those people, I want them to feel the same pain as Qin Dongyi.

With such bad thoughts in mind, Shisan followed Mu Xue and the others all the way south.

He kept counting the time, and in a blink of an eye, it was the sixth day.

That day Thirteen hid in a rock crevice, staring at the dark place in a daze.

After a while, he heard footsteps next to him.

Thirteen did not deliberately hide his aura.

Just kill him if you find out, he doesn't care anyway.

But the two people passing by outside the stone gap didn't seem to notice his existence.

Those were two female cultivators, talking in a low voice as they walked, their voices full of horror:

"Did you hear just now, those people said that a lunatic with high cultivation base appeared in the ruins of the Eastern Wasteland!"

"Huh?" The other person was obviously not in the situation.

"In the past six days, until yesterday, there were still more than 200 people in the ruins, but today there are only dozens left. Isn't it strange? I heard that a fire-type spirit suddenly appeared from nowhere. Powerful weirdo. That guy kills anyone he sees, and no one can beat him."

"Really, then what should we do, we won't really die in it..."

The voices of the two nuns faded away.

Thirteen listened to what they said, and felt nothing in her heart.

He leaned against the stone wall, listening to the wind outside the crack in the stone, he was a little lost in thought.

He was probably too tired, so he gently closed his eyes.

He fell asleep.

He seemed to have slept for a long, long time, and his whole body seemed to be floating on the clouds, light and floating, with no place to stay.

Thirteen felt as if he had turned into a bird, traveling across mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.

He looked down and saw that the land was barren.He couldn't see the town, he could only see forests and grasslands one after another, as well as strange beasts with strange shapes.

He flew for a long time, and in the end, he felt a very kind and familiar atmosphere enveloping him.

He tried his best to raise his eyes, only to see a huge dragon emitting a white light all over his body.

The dragon wrapped him in its arms with its body and wings, Shisan felt his warm breath, and he heard him say:

"Hello, little Phoenix."

Thirteen is not sure if he is calling himself, but it seems that there is only himself here.

So he responded:

"Hello."

The giant dragon nodded slightly, and then cut to the chase:

"I want you to do something for me, can I?"

Thirteen did not answer yes or no.

He just said:

"I'm dying."

This made the dragon laugh.

He laughed twice, and then comforted:

"Don't worry, you won't die."

Thirteen didn't answer.

He didn't think what the big bug said was true.

"Help me." Although the giant dragon was big, his voice was like that of a young man.Shisan always felt as if he had heard it somewhere, but now that he was in a dream, he couldn't remember it.

As he said that, the giant dragon shook his head, and even his body was shaking, as if he was acting like a baby.

"I'll give you a baby, and you help me protect it. When one day you have enough power, eat this thing yourself. You will get a lot of very powerful power."

However, Shisan didn't respond to Julong's words.

He still said:

"I'm going to die."

"You won't die!" The giant dragon was in a hurry, and he babbled without knowing what he was talking about:

"It's true that you won't die, but you will forget. But it doesn't matter, after all, what should be yours is always yours... Oh, just do me a favor,"

This long worm is somewhat unreasonable.

But since this was a dream, Shisan didn't bother with him anymore. He wanted to wake up earlier, so he nodded casually.

The dragon looked very happy.

In the next moment, Thirteen felt that something cold had been injected into his flesh and blood.But before he could confirm what it was, he heard the dragon say again:

"This is my soul. You can't get it now, so I will seal it in your body first. When the time is right, it will come out by itself, and then we can meet again. Although you Don't remember me, and I don't remember you, but we will definitely be good friends."

"Don't be sad, little Phoenix, in the future, you will meet good people and good things."

"What the world owes you, time will repay you."

"Then, there will be an expiry later."

These words sounded in Thirteen's ears, and gradually drifted away.

At the same time, the dragon's figure also turned into specks of light and shadow, and disappeared.

Later, the light dissipated, and Thirteen opened his eyes from the darkness.

He was still in a daze, but soon, he was brought back to God by a scream in the distance.

He remembered that these screams came from the direction where Ming Yuezong had settled down.

Realizing this, Thirteen immediately crawled out from the crack in the rock.

He hid behind a tree and looked towards the source of the sound.

In the ruins of the Eastern Desolation, the sky and the earth are still scarlet.

He looked from a distance, and saw that in the open space in the distance, the monk in white who had been sitting on the ground had fallen into a pool of blood.

But the battle was not over yet, he saw that Mu Xue and the remaining three disciples were still fighting.

Beside them are five or six strange-looking monsters.

Those monsters all had red eyes, as if they had found some fun, they surrounded Mu Xue and the others.

The sound of the clash of swords was superimposed on the shrill laughter of those monsters.

In the end, several big monsters rushed forward, another burst of blood drowned out the last shouts of those people.

Thirteen fingers curled up slightly.

His idea actually came true, but for some reason, at this moment, he didn't have any extra emotions in his heart.

Thirteen took half a step back, turned around and wanted to leave, but as soon as they turned around, they found that a big monster had blocked behind them at some point.

The monster had a pair of huge bull horns, and it smiled ferociously.

He took a step forward and looked Thirteen up and down:

"Yo, here's another one."

After that, he put his hand to his lips and whistled.

The monsters behind had just finished dealing with Mu Xue and the others, and when they heard the call, they ran over cheering again.

Thirteen can't escape.

With his back against the tree, he slid slowly to sit on the ground, looking at the monsters that surrounded him, there was no disturbance in his eyes, and he seemed not afraid at all.

This gave the monsters on the opposite side a fresh look.

"Hey, this kid is not afraid of us!"

"Hey, it's so fresh, hey, are you blind or a fool, we are monsters!"

"Wait, don't you think this kid's smell is a bit strange?"

This group of monsters surrounded Shisan, their lips and teeth were full of human blood, and the smell of blood was sprayed from their mouths, which made Shisan want to vomit.

After someone raised a question, the minotaur came over first.

He grabbed Thirteen's hair, sniffed it, and wondered:

"No, this kid smells like a monster, and he is also a monster!"

"How is it possible? He is clearly dressed as a human monk!"

"If you don't believe me, smell it yourself!"

A group of monsters scrambled to come over.

Their claws messed with Thirteen's long hair, and broke his hair crown, so that a head of blue hair hangs loosely on his body.

Thirteen had no expression on his face, and let them play with him like an unconscious dummy.

After the initial novelty wears off, the monsters are a little tired.

"Whether he is a demon or not, he will die, who will do it?"

"You guys have had enough fun just now, I found out this time, so naturally I will come!"

The minotaur laughed twice, then raised the giant ax in his hand high, and was about to strike Shisan.

Thirteen glanced at him, then closed his eyes.

He felt the subtle air flow around him, and felt the sharp blade of the giant ax getting closer to him.

But in the next moment, he suddenly noticed that the surrounding temperature seemed to rise a little.

Thirteen was stunned for a moment, and opened his eyes to look.

I just saw that a huge cyan fire ball hit a monster beside it, causing it to fly backwards uncontrollably!

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