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Thirteen heard Qin Dongyi say this, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

He wanted to open his eyes to look at him, but before he could move, a gentle spiritual flow poured into his sea of ​​consciousness, bringing a sense of drowsiness.

Thirteen tried hard to wake himself up, but in the end he couldn't overcome the sleepiness, and his consciousness became blurred again.

Qin Dongyi looked at him beside him.

His gaze was tender and gentle, he traced the corners of Shisan's eyes and eyebrows, and remembered his appearance in his heart.

In the end, he slightly curved his lips and smiled at Thirteen.

He propped himself up with Qinghan, and returned to the center of the formation.

The golden shadow figured out his intentions, and became extremely silent for a moment.

In the end, he was still angry and wanted to persuade Qin Dongyi again, so he said earnestly:

"Qin Dongyi, do you really want to give up the cultivation and treasures that are at your fingertips and give them all to him??"

Hearing this, Qin Dongyi glanced at him, and responded to him for the first time:

"You manipulated the minds of the people in the Eastern Wilderness Ruins, turning them into bloodthirsty monsters. It's to borrow that person's power after you get out, to help you do harm to the world, isn't it, Senior Jin Yu?"

Jin Ji was speechless.

Actually, what Qin Dongyi said was not his whole intention.

He just likes this kind of game, and also likes the feeling of a clean and flawless person being stained with blood and losing himself.

But this time, he seemed to be defeated by Qin Dongyi.

Jin Yu also knew what Qin Dongyi had gone through.

The senior brother died in front of him, his kindness was consumed by indifference, and he was even shot off the cliff by his head.

Jin Ji thought that this guy should change.

But in the end it turned out to be this ending.

He should have thought of it earlier.

Qin Dongyi is not such a person.

Jin Qiao seemed to be smiling, and then he looked at Thirteen in the distance:

"If you want to save him, do you know what kind of person he is? The evil thoughts in his heart are stronger than anyone in the Eastern Wasteland Ruins. Do you really want to let such a person grow up?"

Qin Dong realized that he was extremely calm at this moment.

He slightly bent his lips, raised Qinghan, looked at its dirty sword body, and said:

"Even if he has evil thoughts in his heart, it doesn't matter. He has never hurt others, so how can he use such illusory things to condemn people to death."

Qin Dongyi sighed slightly:

"I trust him."

After all, he drew a simple sword flower, but this time, the tip of his sword was no longer aimed at the enemy, but aimed at his own heart.

The blue flame ignited.

The sword edge sank from one end and pierced his chest.

Blood dripped down the blade onto the ground.

In the center of the formation, a slender figure staggered two steps and knelt on the ground.

He raised his head slightly and saw the blood color between the sky and the earth clearly.

Those filth and killings finally came to an end, and no one could find a way to have both.

But at least, it was enough for Thirteen to get out alive.

It's just a pity...

He promised to tell him the name of the person he likes after leaving the Eastern Wasteland Ruins.

But before that, he hurt him first.

It's thirteen.

Qin Dongyi said in his heart.

Thirteen couldn't hear his words, but he seemed to tell himself that he would never forget, and repeated firmly but slowly:

It's... thirteen.

Then, he lowered his eyes, and the light in his eyes was also covered.

Only the bloody wind in the ruins of the Eastern Desolation blows over the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, blows over the hundreds of dead souls buried here, covers up the crimes everywhere, and finally brings Qin Dongyi's long hair and hem of clothes.

Warm blood dripped from Qinghan's sword, dripping to the ground.

When the blood was completely solidified, the person who fell to the ground not far away opened his eyes.

Shisan's head hurt a little, he sat up propped up, and saw Qin Dongyi over there for the first time.

But to his surprise, perhaps because he had expected it, he didn't have the kind of heart-piercing emotion he expected.

"See, he's dead."

Jin Jie has been waiting by Shisan's side for a long time.

Seeing that he was awake at this time, a ray of spiritual light floated from Jin Jie's fingertips, injected into Shisan's eyebrows, and healed his wounds.

"ended?"

Thirteen only asked.

"It's over. The elders of Qingyang Mountain and people from other sects will arrive soon. I advise you to either follow me now, or make up a good excuse, otherwise, you may be in a bit of trouble."

When Jin Yu spoke, he was careless and cynical.

He said to Thirteen again:

"Boy, come with me. I will give you enough strength. You see, these people here killed Qin Dongyi. I will teach you how to practice. When the time comes, you will follow me and kill them all."

Jin Ji thinks that the conditions put forward are already attractive enough for him.

But to his surprise, Shisan gave him a cool look after hearing this.

Then, he suddenly smiled.

"you are wrong."

He rolled his eyes with a smile:

"It was you who killed Qin Dongyi."

"Oh?" Jin Yan said with a smile:

"That's fine, you come with me, I don't care if you kill me when you are capable."

"Thank you, but no need."

When Thirteen spoke, there was no extra emotion, and it sounded very perfunctory.

He casually tore off a strip of cloth from his clothes, raised his hands to gather up his long hair, and was too lazy to tie it up again, so he casually gathered them around his shoulders and tied them up.

He didn't look at Jin Jie again, but walked towards Qin Dongyi in the center of the formation.

He stood opposite Qin Dongyi, looking down at him.

He raised his hand, pulled Qing Han out of him, and threw it aside.

When doing this, there is not a single wave in Thirteen Eyes.

He knelt down on one knee, supported Qin Dongyi's shoulder with one hand, and lifted his chin with the other.

Qin Dongyi didn't close his eyes before he died, he kept them half open.

Thirteen looked at him and actually smiled.Then he gritted his teeth and said bitterly:

"Qin Dongyi, why do you let me live? How dare you die?"

He seemed to have seen something funny, and suddenly laughed heartily.

In the end, he flexed his fingers into claws, and penetrated into the wound on Qin Dongyi's chest.

He took out the heart that was no longer beating, then wrapped it in ice and crushed it to pieces.

Thirteen hugged Qin Dongyi in his arms.

He looked up at the sky, took a deep breath, and touched his heart again.

That day, the power of the heaven-level solid spirit pill that Qin Dongyi gave him had not completely dissipated, and it was still in his heart.

He had read in the book that the heart of the human race was the most important part. They depended on the heart to maintain their lives, and they also relied on the heart to operate their spiritual power.

Then, Qin Dongyi's heart is gone, would it be good to replace him with another one?

Change one, it should be able to live.

Thirteen didn't know either.

But he will make all efforts for this illusory possibility, no matter how much the price is paid.

He said it earlier.

If he wants Qin Dongyi to live, even if Lord Yan comes, don't try to take him away from him.

The cold sweat brought about by the severe pain soaked the broken hair on Shisan's forehead.

It doesn't feel good to have your heart ripped from your body.

He gritted his teeth, feeling his blood and spiritual flow being separated from his heart bit by bit.

Different from the state of ordinary people who lose their hearts and wither instantly, Thirteen's spiritual flow did not dissipate after being stripped, but flocked to another place one after another.

At the moment when the heart was separated from the body, the originally dim Yaodan in his body suddenly lit up, slowly flowing red and white rays of light.

Thirteen's complexion gradually turned pale like ordinary people, with almost no blood.

Many feathery silver-white lines appeared on his arm, spreading from the wrist to the sleeve.

In his pair of deer eyes, the originally clear black pupils also spread a blood color from a certain point in the middle, like a newly blooming flower.

Thirteen whispered to Qin Dongyi in a whisper:

"Don't make me a good person. I'm not clean, and I don't want to. In this world, you are the only one who can be that stupid. So, do stupid things yourself. "

The heart that circulated the spiritual power of Gulingdan was inserted into Qin Dongyi's body.

His spiritual flow gradually recovered, and the flames re-ignited, but he was soothed by the breath of Gu Ling Dan, and he was no longer as crazy as before.

"Forget it, brother."

"I'll carry the blood for you. You go back to Qingyang Mountain and continue to help the common people. I can't become a person like you, because Qin Dongyi, only Qin Dongyi can compare."

Saying that, Thirteen gently put Qin Dongyi on the ground.

When erasing Qin Dongyi's memory, he also put a seal on himself.

He didn't believe in himself, and he didn't know what he would become after today.

Only when this secret is rotten in his stomach forever, and only when he forgets himself, can he be completely relieved.

Thirteen got up and walked towards Chonghua's body.

He took off the storage ring from Chonghua's hand, without even looking at the contents, he only took away the spirit bow that belonged to him.

When the spirit bow was in Chonghua's hands, he never recognized its owner.

But at this time, the spirit bow touched the blood on Shisan's hand, and at that moment, the light shone brightly.

Thirteen condensed an ice arrow, pulled the bowstring, and shot it into the sky.

At that moment, all the monks who entered the Eastern Wasteland Ruins to save people saw that scene.

A ray of red light flew towards the sky, turned into countless light spots in mid-air, then scattered to various places, and landed on the ground.

As those light spots fell, the ground turned into ice every inch.

The ice spread across the ground, covering the bones along the way.

The ice pick drilled out from the wound in the corpse, grinding away the remaining spiritual power and imprinting it with its own mark.

After doing all this, Thirteen had another ice skate in his hand.

He walked towards Chonghua, and stabbed the knife into his chest without expression!

"You bastard!!!"

Sure enough, Wu Yan's scolding came from behind.

Thirteen turned his back to them, prepared a smile in advance, and then turned around.

Everyone saw his pair of red eyes.

"He's a demon!"

"Isn't this the thirteen from the inner gate of Qingyang Mountain? Why is it a demon??"

"Qingyang Mountain protects the monster race?"

"It seems that Little Qin Xianjun insisted on staying..."

"He's the one who killed everyone!!!"

In the crowd, whoever yelled such a sentence successfully led all the crimes to him.

It saves Shisan trouble.

Thirteen smiled heartily.

The people on the opposite side were startled when they saw his crazy appearance, and they all sacrificed their natal spiritual weapons to prepare for a deadly battle.

But at that moment, a golden spiritual flow suddenly flew not far away.

They only felt a flash in front of their eyes, and then, the red-eyed monster on the opposite side disappeared.

At the front of the crowd, Wu Yan's eyes widened, his mind was full of Shisan's last smile.

He saw Chong Hua whose head was in a different place, Song Yunzhu who was covered in blood and dying, and saw...

He saw Qin Dongyi who fell to the ground.

"Xiao Jiu!!!"

Wu Yan coughed up blood.

His footsteps were a little weak, and somehow he got to Qin Dongyi's side.

His hands trembled a little, and he stretched out a finger to detect Qin Dongyi's breath.

When he felt the weak air current, Wu Yan was like a person who was about to suffocate and finally regained the air. He was dazzled by the joy of surviving the disaster and regaining his lost life. He tried a few times before he could utter a complete sentence:

"Medical repair!! Medical repair!!!"

Outside the ruins of the Eastern Wasteland.

Thirteen was thrown to the ground, he coughed twice, then raised his eyes to look at the golden shadow in front of him:

"What are you saving me for?"

Jin Qiao seemed to be getting impatient too, he sneered and said:

"The last winner walked out of the Eastern Desolate Ruins alive. This is what I promised. As for now, whether you live or die has nothing to do with me."

Thirteen curled the corners of her lips, showing no sign of weakness, and said with a smile on her eyes:

"Better so."

"madman!"

Seeing him like this, Jin Ji was so angry that his teeth itched, and finally turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

After the light completely disappeared before his eyes, Shisan suppressed the smile on his lips.

The color of his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally turned into a dark red.

The arrow he shot just now used up almost all of his spiritual power, and now if those old-fashioned people chase after him, he will definitely die.

But, it doesn't matter anymore.

Thirteen leaned against the stone wall, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

After that, he started wandering again.

He wandered aimlessly in the Eastern Wasteland by himself, and he didn't know how long it took. He only saw batch after batch of monks holding swords in mid-air, but fortunately, no one found him.

He didn't know how long he had been gone.

He just left when he woke up, and fell asleep when he was tired. He lived countless days, and it seemed that he would never be able to get out of such a big Donghuang.

Until one day, when Shisan was resting in the corner of the cave, an unexpected guest came.

The man was dressed in a black robe, his face was covered with black mist, and even his voice was modified by magic.

Thirteen doesn't remember what he said, but only remembers the general meaning:

"Come with me, I can give you everything you want."

This rhetoric is very familiar.

But Thirteen didn't refuse because of his weirdness.

It is different now from the Eastern Wasteland Ruins.

He has nothing left to lose, and he needs strength, he wants to make himself stronger, so that the sense of powerlessness in the Eastern Wasteland Ruins is impossible to reproduce.

So, no matter what the purpose of the man in black is, it doesn't matter.

Take a gamble.

Anyway, he is not afraid of losing.

So Thirteen smiled at him:

"Okay."

He and the man in black quickly reached a consensus.

One has an unknown purpose, the other needs strength, and the two have their own ghosts, and they have plotted against each other since the first day they met.

At that time, the man in black asked a question.

He asked Thirteen:

"What's your name?"

But Shisan was silent for a long time when he heard this question.

What's his name?Little mute, Loulou, or... Thirteen?

That's not him.

Thirteen is not good at picking names, and he can't think of any words that can represent himself.

But he thought again, when he was young, Loulou who read page by page carefully while holding the picture book.

At that time, he really made a wish seriously.

He also wants to be like the people in the painting, beautiful and lucky, many people love him since he was born, and he can also meet someone who treats him well, and be with the fairy brother forever.

That was a naive child, all the illusions about life at that time.

Thirteen also wanted to remain childish forever.

Therefore, he smiled at the man in black:

"The building painting."

He repeated it, as if he was afraid that the person on the other side might not hear clearly, but also as if he was speaking to himself:

"My name is... Lou Hua."

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