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The green beads were knocked to the ground, making a sizzling sound, and some splashed on the lizard's body until it scalded the green armor, exposing a layer of soft skin.

And those injured lizards became furious, raised their tails and knocked out a hole in the barrier. Seeing this, Shen Zhaoxue hurriedly called a fan, soared into the air, gave the lizard a tail fan, and cut off the lizard's tail .

After the barrier was broken, some people were defenseless, and when they were swallowed by the lizard, only their hands were left hanging powerlessly outside.

Shen Zhaoxue frowned, and while throwing out the fan to fight those lizards, she made seals with her hands and rearranged the barriers to protect those helpless followers.

Ye Henwan also pierced through several lizards with his sword intent.

For a moment, black blood splattered all around.

But things are far from that simple.

After the blood was splattered, for unknown reasons, it suddenly ignited, and there were signs of it getting worse.

Ye Henwan saw that the situation was not good, even if he called people out, it was still a step too late.

The fire seemed to have eyes, and it burned wherever it saw them go.

Seeing that the fire is about to catch up.

"Would you like to go up?" Zhihe asked cautiously.

Looking at the fire around him, Ye Henwan sighed helplessly and had no choice but to agree.

"I'll open the way." Shen Zhaoxue rushed to the front first, magnified the fan several times before extinguishing some flames.

Those people hurried upstairs when they saw this, but even if they went upstairs, the situation was not optimistic, because the downstairs was burned down, so if they walked on it, they would face collapse and be buried in the flames at any time.

After everyone went upstairs, Shen Zhaoxue breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her wrist.

Due to the long-term consumption of spiritual power, Shen Zhaoxue didn't have much spiritual power available in her body.

The first floor of Qiwu Pavilion alone is so difficult to walk, and I don't know what else I will meet on the next few floors.

Surrounded by flames, Shen Zhaoxue's lips were dry and peeling, and her face was even blackened by the burn.

"Where are you going?" Shen Zhaoxue just wanted to speed up her pace to catch up with Ye Henwan in front of her, when she groaned in pain.

He frowned, reached out and lifted the outer blouse, and only then saw the scalded clothes and burnt skin inside.

Shen Zhaoxue took a breath, didn't continue to worry about it, and continued to catch up with Ye Henwan.

When Shen Zhaoxue caught up, Ye Henwan had already sent them off Qi Wu Pavilion.

"It's about to collapse." Ye Henwan put away his sword intent, turned his head and glanced at Shen Zhaoxue, "Follow me up and activate the formation."

As Ye Henwan said, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Why didn't you go down?"

Zhihe stood aside shrunken and shook his head, "Your Majesty ordered me to protect the young master, I dare not go down now before the young master goes down."

Shen Zhaoxue turned around and glanced at him, just about to say hurry down, but suddenly heard a bang, Qi Wuge fell to the right.

Ye Henwan's heart tightened, he didn't care about other things, he hurriedly pulled Shen Zhaoxue's robe and walked up.

Zhihe also followed, but due to the rush of time, neither of them had time to take care of him, so they both assumed that he was gone.

Many unnamed monsters were hidden in the other attics, Ye Henwan dragged Shen Zhaoxue two or three times, cut off the monster blocking the way, and hurried upstairs again.

"Master Ye." Zhihe evaded the monster's attack with difficulty, and shouted when he saw Ye Henwan's figure.

Ye Henwan turned his head and glanced at him, his figure froze slightly, but he still went upstairs and didn't help him.

After all, it's your own choice, why make others sacrifice?

On the seventh floor, Ye Henwan let go of Shen Zhaoxue, frowned and said, "Start the formation."

Shen Zhaoxue nodded, and immediately cut her wrist with her fan, and scratched the ground with blood oozing.

After a circle is drawn, the radiance illuminates the gloomy sky.

Ye Henwan looked at the opening of the formation, and wanted to walk in, but just as he approached, he was kicked out by the formation.

The person was beaten against the wall and vomited blood, and Ye Henwan held his chest and struggled to breathe.

Seeing him like this, Shen Zhaoxue dared not approach him.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Zhihe, who had been trapped below, suddenly rushed up, and punched Shen Zhaoxue in the chest several times with his sword in hand.

Before Shen Zhaoxue could react, blood had already splashed on the ground, and her chest was in severe pain.

"You?" Shen Zhaoxue raised her hand, and the fan sealed her throat.

Blood spattered on her face, Shen Zhaoxue lay half on the ground, and touched the bloody hole that had been stabbed out.

The breathing gradually weakened, and the fan in Shen Zhaoxue's hand became nothingness.

The blood seeped into the blood formation along the hem of his clothes.

In an instant, he put his head on his hands and fell to the ground.

No interest.

With a bang, Qi Wuge collapsed.

But Ye Hen Wan died and escaped.

The flames licked Qi Wuge, bringing everything here into dust.

Snow fell behind, and the fire was extinguished, and everyone found the remains.

However, there is only one.

Lead-colored clouds covered the sky, making it hard to breathe.

The snow is getting denser and denser at this time.

It was also at this time that Di Yunge heard the news of Shen Zhaoxue's death.

At that time, he had already beaten Nan Yun almost to the ground, and in a few days he would recover the entire Yun Kingdom and fulfill his promise.

After all, he didn't want to be crushed on the horse and run away to kill four horses.

But now, he doesn't have to fulfill it.

Di Yunge held the rice paper, glanced at the snow outside the window, and waved his hand to make people retreat.

After they left the door, Di Yunge spat out the blood that had accumulated in his mouth for a long time.

Di Yunge's throat rolled, he took out an embroidered handkerchief and wiped the blood on his lips, and then reached out and rubbed the rice paper on the table to pieces.

When the snow stopped, Di Yunge saw his bones.

Glowing cold, lying in the coffin.

The beams crushed his head to a bloody mess, leaving only a shell.

Di Yunge glanced at it from a distance, and then felt that he couldn't breathe.

He didn't want others to see his appearance, so he immediately sent people to carry the coffin to his room.

When it was ready to be put away, Di Yunge took another look, but this time he covered his nose with his hand and walked away without taking another look.

He left the mansion, although he didn't know where he was going, but he always wanted to keep going.

Keep walking, keep walking, if you don't look back, you won't see.

Later in the day, Di Yunge returned to the mansion.

A pair of phoenix eyes were red, as was the tip of his nose, but he didn't cry because he couldn't cry.

I wanted to go to sleep in another room, but my hand involuntarily opened the door of that room.

The room was pitch black, and after Di Yunge came in, the shadow of light fell.

The coffin is like a small boat, filled with people and hope.

Di Yunge lit the lamp, looked at the person in the coffin, and picked the person's wrist with his sword.

A circle of scars.

Don't give up.

Pick again.

The other side too.

Di Yunge's hand holding the lamp trembled a little, but he still propped himself up and sat on the couch.

The pair of phoenix eyes had no place to rest, and finally fell on the bloody face.

Before we parted, I wanted to tell him that I didn't care about his appearance, but just as I wanted to say it, the taste changed again, so I could only get stuck in my throat, and it became you let him go.

Flying snow beat against the window, and the open door was blown loudly.

The cold wind blew across the valley wall one after another, making a shrill cry.

One of the spiritual lamps in his hand fell to the ground.

The red plums in the courtyard were covered with snow, and the head was already overwhelmed, but now it was more heavy, and then fell to the ground with the rustling sound of snow falling, and was entangled in the wind and snow all over the sky.

Undiminished aroma.

The snow that fell on Tongmei seemed to have melted, but it didn't seem to melt.