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The light of dawn cut a crack in the sky, and the summer morning breeze rumbled across the mountaintops.

A weak and pale figure slipped to the ground powerlessly.Min Zhi was not reconciled to being defeated, so she struggled with strength and groped for the bloody outline on the ground.But she didn't know that the backlash ceremony of the blood sacrifice had already started, and she didn't have any more blood to supply the demons to grow their resentment, and she was about to become the last sacrifice.

Everyone gasped for a while, staring at the scene in the sky in shock, seeing thousands of demon spirits circling into formations, turning into hungry bloody mouths, all showing greedy eyes, rushing people from the ground up to the sky, ready to eat This last bit of fresh blood soul.

Dawn had arrived, and under the rising sun, countless resentful spirits entangled into a black column, swooped down from above, and passed straight through Min Zhi's body, and a painful wailing sounded across the sky.

"do not want!"

It was too late for Qi Mo who rushed over, he could only stare helplessly at this heart-wrenching scene, losing the ability to think and act.

Seeing that her long hair was all loose, her clothes were soaked in blood and limp, like a feather falling lightly from the light traces of the morning sun.

Qi finally caught Min Zhi who was dying, and crushed the jade horizontal under his feet into ashes, his eyes full of despair, he stayed where he was.

"Girl, Ah Zhi! You, you will be fine, Jiang Shengdan, Jiang Shengdan will..."

He was trembling, with trembling hands, holding her halfway, staring blankly at the bloodstains and scars on her hands, crying endlessly, and comforting her incoherently.

Min Zhi smiled wryly: "Liuli, Liuli candy is already given to you."

Hearing this, Qi Zhong's mind suddenly went blank, thinking of the candy that Fang Yanxiao fed him just now, it turned out that they had already made these irreversible decisions without telling him.

"You..." Unlimited guilt and regret oppressed Qi Zhong's heart, but his eyes were dim with sour tears when he finally recovered his eyesight.

"Promise me, promise my last request..."

"Say it, say it..." He could only soothe him palely.

Min Zhi gently raised his hand, and said with a smile: "I hope, I hope that in the next life, the roads will meet, and we will just reunite after a long distance... At that time, you must first recognize, recognize me..."

As soon as he was about to caress the strands of hair on his side face, Qi Zhong instinctively moved away, turned his face away in grief, and faced her facelessly.Unexpectedly, this action caused Min Zhi to misunderstand her heart, completely hopeless, she lowered her blood-stained hand, closed her eyes sadly, pressed the last bitter tear from the end of her eyes, and slid down her hair.

"A Zhi! Min Zhi!"

Clinging tightly to a gradually freezing corpse in his arms, the hypothermic blood dried up in the palm of his hand, torturing his conscience little by little, like countless needles.

"Ah—" Feeling a burst of heart-piercing pain, he looked up at the sky, helplessly collapsing.

The opposing people were indifferent and ruthless, whispering that they deserved it.

Under the white gauze, the blindfolded man frowned, and the palms holding the Buddhist beads were full of sweat, holding the last bit of firm belief in his heart.The dialogue with Venerable Bodhi appeared in my ears, and it was clear.

"...The twelve hours of Buddha's fate. As long as you bring the source of the catastrophe back to Buddhism in this last time, you can return to the vulgar world again and end this Buddha's fate..."

When he learned that the end of Qi was the beginning of the disaster, Mu Yun closed his eyes and felt a pain in his heart.He thought that no matter what today, he would bring people back to Buddhism and save them, everything would be in time.

But he never thought of this sad scene.

"Why do you all leave me one by one, why on earth?"

He asked sadly and angrily, but he didn't know who to ask.Qi Zhong looked up at the sky, but saw the golden dawn shining on the sky on both sides of the bank, and the words appeared word by word:

"The separation of relatives and the death of relatives, killing one's heart and destroying one's heart, is the present life. Cause and effect, fate gathers and fate breaks up, self-knowledge and self-recognition. This life is a contract, and there will be no regrets forever."

His numb heart suddenly became clear, and Qi finally remembered the life contract back then. It turned out that this was the price of that contract. This was the result of his deal with Tian Di Numerology. It is too heavy a price to pay for the life of a loved one in exchange for the death of a friend.

"Mu Yun." He gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice.

Rising, full of hatred, and despair of losing everything completely overwhelmed his rationality, Qi Zhong's eyes were flushed, and he walked towards those people step by step, taking the rubble behind him and flying.

When Feng Mei in the dark saw the ball of red silk tied on his shoulders, his heart was in turmoil, and an ominous premonition came to his heart. He forced himself to comfort himself, it was a coincidence, he must have killed Fang Yanxiao without telling it. His younger brother felt uneasy, so he didn't know what he looked like.

Following his arrival, everyone backed away guiltily.

Qi Zhong raised his head in resentment, almost cursing: "You all, go pay for her life!"

After saying that, the foot of Jiugai Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, thousands of ancient evil spirits surge up, and the killing power is even stronger than before. They continue to gather, and the darkness overwhelms countless lights again, covering the world into purgatory.

Everyone was trapped in clouds of black smoke, and they couldn't protect themselves.But I heard the sound of chains coming from the west, and countless scriptures overlapped, entangled the culprit of the evil, tied him under the torture rack on the cliff, and let him struggle angrily, but he was not free.

Seeing the blindfolded man approaching slowly, Qi Zhong had already given up breaking free from the shackles, and slowly raised his drooping head, looking at Mu Yun, with a wry smile, but tears could not stop falling.

Mu Yun didn't know that he had regained his sight, and secretly hoped that as long as he didn't make a sound, he wouldn't be able to identify himself, and he wouldn't have any more hatred.

The darkness gradually faded, and everyone was stunned when they saw the scene clearly.After waking up, he realized that the odds were in his hands, and he held down the sword at his waist, and began to move.

"Quick, everyone dig out his black heart."

"Yes, the gods have said, that heart cannot be left behind."

Finally, someone broke the deadlock. A group of people looked at each other for a moment, and all rushed forward, grabbing the opportunity to kill the demon, so as to find the credit and reason for becoming the next immortal.

However, before they were half a step closer to Qi Zhong, they were bounced away by a golden light, and fell to the ground to watch. It turned out that besides the chains, there was a layer of golden scripture cover, and no one could get in except the blindfolded monk.

For a moment, they were puzzled again. They couldn't figure out what this man was going to do. Was he going to kill the demon or protect him?

Qi Zhong's eyes were full of despair, he quietly looked at the person in front of him, his heart was broken into ashes because of his overly calm posture, but he couldn't see the eyes under the white veil, how pitiful and distressed he was.

Mu Yun gently raised his hand, and was about to take someone away.Suddenly, a family's forbidden power secretly attacked his body and mind, and he suddenly felt that his three souls and seven souls were being restrained, and he couldn't help himself anymore.

Imprisonment of the soul.Only people from the Mu family can activate it, so the forbidden technique will only affect the blood of the clan, and will not harm the mind.But if the technique is forcibly broken, both parties will be seriously injured, and even cause irreparable consequences.

Mu Yun was heartbroken for a moment, never thought that Mu Yin and Mu Xi would treat him in such a way, and would use this weak family relationship to control him with forbidden techniques.

Mu Yin, who was in the dark, caught a glimpse of Mu Yun who was in grief for a moment, and the palm of the caster's hand immediately snuffed out the spiritual power, frowning in heartache, unwilling to force him any longer.

Just when the situation was at a dead end, Mr. Mu, who had deliberately left the customs to arrange this situation, in order to save the family's last face, ruthlessly activated the forbidden technique and reprimanded Mu Xi and the other two.

"You two, why are you still soft-hearted? If you don't do anything, it will be too late."

"But father..." Mu Yin was about to refute something, but Mu Xi stopped her unspoken words and shouted in a low voice, "Ayin, stop talking..."

Filled with helplessness, Mu Yin knew that after the Soul Binding Technique was activated, if she quit halfway through, it would be a serious injury to the person who received the technique. Concerned about Mu Yun's safety, she could no longer withdraw and had to concentrate on protecting her.

……

"despair--"

The Buddhist beads in his hand fell to the dust and scattered all over the ground.When the consciousness was out of his control, Mu Yun fell into a difficult situation involuntarily, and couldn't even curl up his fingers.Until Li Wangjian escaped from the scabbard in Mu Xi's hand and returned to Mu Yun's hand, he resisted with great difficulty, but still tightly held the fairy sword that had been cold for a long time.

Seeing the opponent's hand holding the sword, the veins are bulging, the joints are turning white, Qi finally fell into the abyss of despair, he didn't know that Mu Yun hated himself so much, and every tiny movement represented the anger and disgust in his heart .

Ai Ai closed his eyes, Qi Zhonglian didn't have the courage to look at him more, thinking that at this moment, everything should be over.

"prick--"

"Well……"

As he wished, the sound of the sharp sword piercing into the flesh was fast and ruthless, without leaving any room, straight to the heart, the blood soaked the white clothes, dyed a desperate red.

The hand holding the sword trembled slightly, covered with cold sweat.Mu Yun couldn't even get his voice out of his throat. When he realized what he had done, he felt even more terrified. He had become a controlled walking corpse, no different from death.

He is still struggling to break the spell, but the cruel reality has crushed his last hope for his relatives.The spirit sword that hadn't left the body pulled out a small inch, and like Ling Chi, it slowly cut open a bleeding hole in the heart.

Qi Zhong was chained on the torture rack, his face turned pale and he was sweating profusely from the pain of such heart-putting torture.

Under the eyes of everyone, he suddenly felt the humiliation of Ling Chi, with a pair of blood-red tears, he stared blankly at the sword-wielder, wanting to ask Mu Yun why he didn't give himself a good time?Why do you hate him so much?

When the greatest pain hit, Qi Zhong almost gritted his teeth, firmly suppressing the instinct of groaning due to pain, and never made a sound.Everyone's eyes were fixed, and they looked around intently, only to see two beating hearts under the fissure of flesh and blood, with very different colors, shocking the world.

A person with two hearts, one is evil and dark like ink, with stagnant blood, while the other is extremely bright red, beating with vitality, surrounded by evil spirits, constantly trying to inject that clean red heart, but can't succeed, as if there is some perseverance The strength of the struggle to sustain the texture of goodness.

Suddenly, the sword light turned, and the moment it was pulled away, the black heart was gouged out heavily, and rolled to the ground, all blood lost.The visceral heart, which has absorbed all the evil thoughts and consciousness, finally broke away from the host, and was about to explode the evil energy, when a light box suddenly appeared in the sky, taking advantage of the chaos, after closing the black heart, it disappeared.

In the vast chaos, the white gauze on his eyes fluttered down, Mu Yun threw down his sword, and the moment he opened his eyes, blood was in his eyes, constantly eroding his calmness and self-control.Unbearably distressed, he wanted to step forward to support the crumbling body of the man, but he was stopped in place by the force of the forbidden technique.

The blood color of maple red, following the light white material, dripped into the dust due to loss of temperature... until he saw Qi Zhonghuan's eyes finally closed, his disheveled hair and disheveled side face slightly drooping, and the lifeless scene, Mu Yun His mind also collapsed.

At this moment, Mu Yun couldn't care about anything else, and risked losing both, he exhausted all his strength and forcibly broke the effect of the Soul Binding Technique. Involving the spectators present, they regressed continuously, fell to the ground countless times, and crawled.

The scene was even more chaotic, Mu Xi covered her heart, got up quickly, and went to help Mu Yin who was also injured.

"puff--"

The Soul Containment Technique failed, and Mu Yun was seriously injured, bent one knee, and suddenly spattered a mouthful of thick blood on the ground, staring straight at the remnant body on the torture rack that was narrowed by the cold wind.

The force of the backlash almost hurt his heart. Mu Yun's eyes blurred, his ears rang continuously, and he was already hovering on the verge of losing consciousness. , forcibly supported him to stand up, staggered, and walked to Qi Zhongsheng step by step, trembling, pulling him into his arms, the pain in his heart was like a knife, prompting cold tears to rush down, dripping on Qi Zhong's icy on the cheek.

Everyone woke up from the dizziness, but saw light snow falling in the sky after dawn, and the tung blossoms all over the mountain were gone.

"This. What's going on here? June Feixue!"

"Hey, look down the mountain."

"Ah! What's the matter..."

Standing on the Jiugai Fairy Mountain, everyone's eyes were panicked. They looked down at the whole Tongjiang. speed.

"Elders, what's the matter? The devil is dead, how could this happen?"

Someone panicked and asked, but people guessed: "Huh? Could it be... that the devil's evil spirit has not been dispersed, and he continues to do evil."

"No way, hasn't he already had his heart gouged out?"

"Hey, he's so capable, maybe...he's cheating to death!"

"Ah? What should I do then?"

"His soul must be killed, and he must not return to the six realms."

……

All kinds of evil words rang in his ears, and Mu Yun felt the bone-chilling cold, despair, and fear of these words. He urged the little spiritual power in his body that had been dissipated and couldn't dissipate any more, and tried his best to fend off the sword.

Seeing the villain approaching eagerly, Mu Yun's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the unprecedented panic brought him unprecedented pressure.

Besieged on all sides, fighting between trapped beasts, the two of them are either noble people or arrogant people. Even if they were in the prison and purgatory back then, they were never as embarrassed as they are now.

Mu Yun looked at the ferocious faces in front of him, and at that moment, his bright red eyes were full of hatred!

Twelve o'clock has passed, and the Buddha's power is about to dissipate. Mu Yun has no choice but to use the inner alchemy to force the essence and push the power to the limit.After he was injured, he couldn't gather any spiritual power, but he still had to use this desperate way to make a last-ditch effort.

Just as those swords and swords were about to slash down, a violent sword light struck them and knocked them to the ground.

Mu Yun took advantage of the situation to hug Qi Zhong, and Yu Jian left.

The moment he stepped on the sword, he once again vomited a mouthful of black blood, feeling as if his heart was about to gush out. Mu Yun held on to the obsession in his heart, clenched his mind for the last bit of clarity, and focused on controlling the sword.

During the time in the ancient temple, in order to restore his cultivation, he listened to the teachings of the venerable, and practiced pure and good methods, but if he hurt people for no reason, he would suffer a hundred times the backlash.That sword only wounded a few hairs of the enemy, but to him it was a cruel torture of shattering bones and tendons with sharp blades, adding wounds to wounds, the pain is no less than cutting out a heart.

There was a cry from behind, Mu Yun held his breath and accelerated to leave.

"Oh, no! They escaped!"

……

"Brother Yun!"

When the chaos of war subsided, Mu Yin hurriedly chased after them, looking at the back of the two leaving, her eyes and lips were split, and she was heartbroken.She couldn't imagine that after Mu Yun's self-destructive resistance, the next time she saw it would be his corpse!

Regardless of her wounded body, her eyes were blood red, filled with hatred.Trembling picked up the bow and arrow on the ground, stared fiercely at those who blocked Mu Yun just now, and walked towards them step by step.

No longer caring about the family's reputation, no longer caring about the world's reputation.

She exerted all her strength and drew the bow full of death, and every arrow was full of pain and grief.

Dozens of arrows struck, and those low-level soldiers had no time to dodge, and all knelt down and begged for mercy.

Mu Yin turned a blind eye, shed tears, and her roar was full of sadness: "You bastards! Why did you stop him? Why?"

"A Yin, Ah Yin stop!"

Mu Xi's injuries were more serious than hers, but seeing that she was impulsive and demented, she didn't want to add to the chaos, so she stepped forward to stop her.

"Cousin, get out of the way, I want... woo... I want to kill them! Avenge Brother Yun!"

Mu Yin was sobbing, her heart disease was showing signs of recurrence.Mu Xi saw her weakness, stepped forward calmly, and comforted her, "Ayin, the most urgent thing is not to blame them, but to find Brother Yun. He is seriously injured and his life may be in danger..."

"Yes, yes, I'm going to find Brother Yun." Mu Yin murmured to herself, immediately let go of her sharp weapon, and struggled to find someone.

"Brother Yun, where are you?"

"Come out quickly, Second Sister will not force you anymore... Woooo... Brother Yun..."

On the battlefield where the flames of war raged, Mu Yinkong wandered around in a daze, with empty eyes, crying hoarsely while searching.

She finally squatted in front of the torture rack, holding a handful of bloody ashes, and crying loudly.

Mu Xi arranges for the elders in the family, braves the wind and snow, finds them after twists and turns, and persuades Mu Yin to go home.

On the top floor of the Jiugai Mountain Hall, Luo Qingchen saw Mu Xi's haggard figure from a distance, and the fingers in his sleeves trembled several times, especially when he saw that he was seriously injured, he almost ran over to help him.

If Xi Yan hadn't stopped him: "If the master passes away now, all previous efforts will be for naught."

Closing his eyes, he finally walked away.

The heavy snow all over the sky has already extinguished the gunpowder smoke, and the vast snow covered the green mountains and green waters full of tung blossoms. Mu Yun was already trembling from the cold, his lips were purple, and numbly hugged Qi Zhong's body, step by step. Into the deep snow with nowhere to go.

The world in my eyes suddenly lost its color.Finally, he was exhausted, and fell down beside a dead tree. The person in his arms let go, and he crawled over again, wrapping the person in his arms, covering a body that had already been cold, and choked up.

"Xiao Zhong, I promise you, I promise you everything!"

"I'll be waiting for you on the shore where you turn back, wake up!"

A thick mournful voice was stuck in his throat, and the sound of the wind and snow overwhelmed the hoarse shouts.

Snowflakes covered the clothes and hair of the two of them, and the icy pain made their hearts and souls numb.

The Buddha's relationship has been broken, but the dusty catastrophe is hard to endure.

The moment Mu Yun was in a coma and closed his eyes, he was completely enlightened.

Is it a Buddhist principle to be indifferent to everything?

No.

Despair is.